Yuan Yuan subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the place where Fan Jie fell.

This is an ancient castle, not an ordinary residential building, and the height of each floor is much higher than that of ordinary residential buildings.

Just the fourth floor, the height is already close to twenty meters.

Falling from such a high place, or hitting the ground directly on the head, it is strange that he can survive.

At this moment, the toilet where the body fell had a large hole in the stained glass window.

Even when you look up from downstairs, the big hole that took a fresh life still looks extremely scary.

Yuan Yuan shook his head, sighing in his heart.

Wen Jiao opened her mouth and said to Jiang Lai, who was out of sight: "The situation of Fan Jie's corpse is exactly the same as the puppet in the miniature landscape model on the first floor of the castle hall. ”

"Hmm. I guessed it. Jiang Lai replied.

Wen Ling asked Mr. Zhu: "Please recall carefully, when you and Fan Jie were looking for clues in the ancient castle, did Fan Jie do anything special?" We need to know what she did to know how she violated the death taboo. ”

Mr. Zhu said in a trembling voice: "I, we haven't done anything special, and we haven't found anything strange. We just walked down the corridor, looking closely at the paintings. We went to the fourth floor and then she was going to go to the bathroom......"

"Did you notice any particular paintings, or did you find any clues in them?" Wen Ling asked again.

Mr. Zhu shook his head.

Jiang Lai said: "After breakfast, we started from the first floor to look for clues. But we didn't see that miniature model on the ground floor. That thing must have been placed there after we looked at the first floor. ”

It's just that they still don't know that the miniature landscape model that announced Fan Jie's death from the building was placed there after Fan Jie's death, when they were investigating clues in the bathroom on the fourth floor.

Or is it that the miniature landscape model had appeared in that place before Sister Fan's accident, and it was arranged in the same environment as the scene of Fan Jie's death.

Jiang Lai felt that the latter was more likely.

Although as long as you prepare the miniature landscape model and puppet model in advance, it is not difficult to lay out a scene.

However, in a matter of minutes, it is difficult to set up an environment that is exactly the same as the scene of the death of the deceased.

Therefore, compared to the miniature landscape model that predicted Fan Jie's death in advance, Jiang Lai was more inclined to find someone who had arranged the miniature landscape and the death scene in advance, and killed him with reference to that scene.

After the work is successful, the miniature landscape model that has been arranged in advance can be fine-tuned accordingly, and the environment of the death scene can be almost perfectly reproduced.

Jiang Lai explained his reasoning to the other players.

But no one still knows what kind of horrific experience Fan Jie suffered before she died.

The only person who knew the answer to this question had turned into a cold, miserable corpse at the moment.

Because of the inexplicable death of a player, a terrifying and depressing atmosphere began to spread among the players.

At this moment, the bell rang inside the castle, breaking the deathly silence.

This is the bell that announces the start of lunchtime.

When the bell rings, the players begin to walk in agreement towards the restaurant on the second floor.

After all, a player had just lost his life.

They were afraid that they would also accidentally violate the death taboo and follow in Fan Jie's footsteps.

It is undoubtedly safest to follow the bell requirements to go to lunch at this time.

Jiang Lai pursed his lips.

Although the atmosphere is terrifying at the moment, you still have to eat when you should eat, and you have to sleep when you should sleep.

Just as Mr. Lu Xun said.

The dead have died, and the living will continue to live.

And also rack your brains and try your best to survive.

Today's lunch was similar to last night's dinner.

Except for Jiang Lai, the others did not have much appetite.

Yesterday, Jiang Lai, who tried grilled steak and tomahawk lamb chops, today reached out to the roasted pigeons with golden color and aroma, and the stew made of potatoes and beef.

Of course, the nut bread with its rich buttery aroma is undoubtedly a great staple dish.

After eating these things, she also drank a cup of vegetable soup.

Probably everyone else has no appetite except for her, and she eats deliciously. The other players, as a matter of course, focused their eyes on her.

Feeling the gaze of the others, Jiang Lai asked while eating the fruit, "Why don't you eat it?" Isn't it unpalatable? ”

"Well, these dishes are delicious, but I'm a little out of the favor." Yuan Yuan, who was sitting next to Jiang Lai, said.

Jiang Lai smiled, "I think that when you can eat, you should still try to eat as much as possible and eat well." Maybe this is the last one. ”

The other players twitched helplessly.

Mr. Zhu is even more concerned about his temporary teammate Fan Jie.

"That's what you talk about...... It doesn't seem to be lucky. He couldn't help but grunt.

"A few more auspicious words will not make the safety factor of the copy higher." Jiang Lai shrugged his shoulders and said, "However, a person with quality like me is still willing to cooperate with you." ”

"Wishing you prosperity, long life and 100 years old, blessing is like the long flowing water of the East China Sea, and life is better than the old pine of Nanshan."

She said a series of auspicious words, and then said to Mr. Zhu, "Now you can eat, right?" ”

Her peculiar behavior made everyone cry and laugh.

But everyone has to admit it.

What Jiang Lai just said does make sense.

In the Thorns game dungeon, the arrival of death is never subject to the will of the individual.

It's better to calm down and enjoy every minute of your life.

Although the truth is such a truth, and everyone understands this truth, there are few who can do it.

Under the influence and drive of Jiang Lai, Yuanyuan, Wen Ling, and Wen Jiao all picked up the tableware and ate some more things.

In the previous two meals, the hostess who sat in the restaurant and waited for everyone each time did not come to lunch on time this time.

It wasn't until the players had eaten and were ready to leave that the hostess was late and passed by the players.

Although she only glanced at the strangely described hostess, Wen Ling also noticed that her eyes seemed to be a little more satisfied than before, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of joy. (End of chapter)