Chapter 178:

Chapter 178
For the next time, Mo Yi has been absent-minded.
I have to say that in the first week, Mo Yi did not find too many clues. In addition to the mystery or the mystery, the biggest gain is just to go through the general process of the entire copy, and in the second week At the time of the goal, Mo Yi finally felt the veins of this copy. The important clues are like the hard and bare black stones on the beach. As the sea water slowly recedes, a little brow is exposed, but the explosive appearance of the clues also makes the whole situation. Becomes intricate.
Mo Yi felt like a little mouse in a maze, stumbled between the staggered walls to find his way out.
But after bypassing the fork, there was another dead end.
Mo Yi agitated the tea in his tea cup, watching the white smoke slowly rising, and covered a fine layer of water mist on his eyelashes.
He is not ready to drink.
When he just sat down, he used a mirror in his pocket to covertly scan the food in the tray in front of his eyes-as he expected, all tea and pastries are scarlet and viscous paint, When he flashed the mirror to the food on the other players' tables, it was all the same.
This feeling of being targeted is very bad.
Mo Yi eagerly placed the porcelain white delicate tea set on the table, and the slightly hot black tea splashed out from the edge of the cup. On the snow-white lace hollowed tablecloth, the round water stains were slowly opened.
He lifted his eyes to the housekeeper standing in the corner of the room without any trace. The housekeeper was still full of black, only the collar and cuffs were exposed with a touch of white, the pale face was covered by the fuzzy darkness, and only half of them could be seen from Mo Yi A stiff chin and lips with a steady smile—there was no horrible image of him being smashed into his head by Mo Yi in the living room half an hour ago.
Judging by the present attitude of the housekeeper, he is likely to have no previous memories.
But Mo Yi wasn't sure.
He subconsciously fumbled the tiny cuts cut by the splashing fragments on the palm of his hand, and the slight pain faintly stimulated the nerves under the skin, as if a thin silk tightly bound reality and imagination. , Making his brain more awake under the stimulation of pain.
Just then, a voice rang beside him: "What are you doing ...?"
Mo Yi turned his head to look at the direction of the sound. I saw Zhao Nan didn't know when he got to his side, and looked down at his palm on the table.
I saw that the bandage wrapped on his hand had been stained with dust and debris, and there was a faint blood stain in the palm of his slightly raised palm, dipping the gray bandage into a dark color, and it appeared against the white tablecloth. Extraordinarily abrupt.
Mo Yi was not used to Zhao Nan's sudden familiarity, and could not help but frowned slightly, leaning back to pull the distance between the two, and then turned the palm over without any trace, hiding the blood on his palm. Stay, answering lightly:
"It's nothing, it was just careless when searching."
Zhao Nan also had a grey nose on Mo Yi's alienated attitude, and could not help but be a little stingy.
He changed the subject a bit bluntly, saying, "This copy is really complicated to say, and it will be reincarnation."
Zhao Nan watched Mo Yi silently, seemingly inadvertently asked: "I don't see you in the lobby before lunch ... no other players saw you this morning, where did you go? Yet?"
The ambiguity in his discourse is too straightforward.
Mo Yi looked up at him, his expression still faint: "I just turned around casually, and went back to the room when the time was up. I don't know if you gathered in the lobby at noon, so do you have any important content to talk about? Help Let me follow up. "
Zhao Nan's expression was a bit stiff, and his expression was a bit unstoppable. He forcibly maintained his own and Yan Yue's expression, but his voice had already carried a bit of uncontrollable bluntness: "It's nothing ..."
The look on Mo Yi's face was indifference from the outside, and his dark eyes stared at him with no emotions. He successfully made Zhao Nan swallow back the words that had not yet been exported, and slammed a bit haha, then hurriedly removed from I walked back in the direction I just came.
He indifferently retracted his gaze, his gaze fell on the light-colored water mark next to the tea cup-it had basically dried up during this time, and now only a few shallow, indistinguishable round spots remained.
Zhao Nan's intention was not difficult to guess, but it was because he had not shown up for a long time, and he came to the hall at the latest in the afternoon, so he doubted what clues he had found during this time, so he came to explore the tone. However, Mo Yi's strange thing is that Zhao Nan used to be a senior and the leader of the entire team, so he was so embarrassed and angry when he found that Mo Yi's move was a challenge to his authority in another form, so ... … Why is he suddenly willing to drop down and come to him to spy on the information?
Mo Yi glanced in the direction of Zhao Nan without a trace.
He was sitting with Li Wang at the moment and seemed to be discussing something.
Mo Yi pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully-during the period when he disappeared from the sight of everyone, something must have happened beyond his expectations.
Afternoon tea ends in a low and weird tone.
The housekeeper stood at the door as usual, politely asked the players to follow the restaurant, Mo Yi stood up this time, followed the crowd and walked towards the dark depths of the corridor.
He wasn't going to sneak away this time.
Last time Mo Yi left the team and went to the side hall at dinner on the first day, but when he returned, he found that the housekeeper was not waiting in the restaurant, and it didn't appear until he was urged to return to the room that night. The players are completely unclear about the whereabouts of the housekeeper, which makes Mo Yi can't help being curious-moreover, he really wants to know what tricks Zhao Nan want to do.
Players followed behind the steward with all their hearts, and walked deep into the swaying corridor.
The crowd quickly came to the restaurant, and everyone was seated. The seats were still the same as before, which made the table look empty. This time, the number of players was much less than last time. This idea troubled every player. That made them uneasy.
The scented dishes are delivered like flowing water, and they are filled in front of the players.
And without exception Moi Yi was bright red pigment.
Although Wen Yi calmly put the food on his side into Mo Yi's plate, Mo Yi just fiddled with the tableware and moved the food in his plate slightly. No longer.
His gaze has been consciously or inadvertently swept over the inconspicuous side of the restaurant. The steward in uniform has been standing silently in the dead corner of the brightly lit restaurant since the beginning of the meal. In front of the wall, there was no movement as if it were a dead thing.
The dinner was over quickly.
Nothing happened during the entire meal.
The housekeeper never left.
Mo Yi frowned slightly in doubt, looking around at the players sitting at the table. They all ate the desserts that were delivered from the plate. The entire restaurant looked peaceful and quiet, as if there was no danger to hide. After all the players had finished eating, the housekeeper slowly stepped forward and said, "Dear guests, please leave with your maids."
After speaking, he bowed deeply, then turned to open the restaurant's door, exposing the dimly lit corridor.
Players followed the maid's guidance and walked outward.
Mo Yi and Wen Yi also returned to their room. Mo Yi roughly looked around in his room and found that the previous tray and the food that had been cold on it had been taken away. In the quiet and spacious room It looked as neat as if no one had lived in, and even the torn sheets were restored, and everything was calm.
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something. After a few seconds, he seemed to have made up his mind and turned to Wen Yi and said:
"Come on, let's go back to the side hall."
After finishing, he turned and opened the door behind him, pulled out his head and looked into the corridor. After confirming that the maid had gone far, Mo Yi and Wen Yi stepped out of the door of the room one by one, and then briskly walked on the road The ground walked towards the side hall.
Mo Yi's steps couldn't help but pause a bit as he passed the hall. His eyes fell on the tidy ground. The thick fluff on the carpet looked soft and warm under the bright lights. The marble fragments and sticky ones scattered before The sweet liquid was missing, and nothing seemed to have happened.
He retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and walked towards the side hall.
The door of the side hall still stood quietly deep in the dark and cold corridor. The above did not change much as Mo Yi had come before. Mo Yi pushed the door open, and the deep and cold atmosphere followed the open door toward Spreading outside, it was as if the icy water was poured into a warm lake, and the cold, dusty breath blew on.
Mo Yi expertly walked deep into the room. After passing through the layers of white labyrinth, he finally came to the entrance of the hidden dark room again, and Wen Ye helped him open the thick tapestry covering the door panel. Mo Yi stretched out his hand and pushed away the narrow door panel with a color that was significantly different from the side wall.
A large amount of dust swayed in front of the bright beam of light of the flashlight, and fluttered in the light.
He sensitively smelled the familiar smell mixed in the air—the sweet smell was like a gossamer wandering in the cold and dark room, like a ghost like if there was nothing, if it was away.
Mo Yi's eyebrows looked slightly stagnant, and he walked quickly toward the pile of full utility rooms. He leaned over his side and slowly moved inwardly against the piled up dusty debris. As he approached, the familiar sweet smell seemed to become clearer and thicker, lingering on the nose for a long time and refused to dissipate.
Mo Yi stood in the open space behind the debris pile and shone his flashlight toward the front.
I saw another marble statue beside the marble statue of the housekeeper he saw last time.
The uniform on his body is messy and dirty, stained with dust and white debris of marble, and there are traces of binding on the uniform clothing on the limbs, and the most prominent thing is that the skull of the marble statue seems to be hit by a heavy object The middle was broken apart, the entire pale face was covered with spider-like cracks, the silent black eyes stared at the distant darkness like the marble around them, and a large hole cracked in the skull on the side, Grey, dirty liquid can be seen along the irregular cracks that have broken apart.
The air is familiar with the sweet smell. It accumulates in a small space, and slowly swirls in the dark like a liquid, which makes people feel sick.
Mo Yi raised her arm to cover her nose and mouth, and her dark eyes slowly turned around the two butlers standing side by side, then turned her head and said to Wen Yan, "Let's go."
His purpose here has been achieved.
The conjecture is confirmed-the housekeeper is definitely not a monster in this copy.
He is just a prop.
A mass produced puppet and marionette.
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly thoughtfully, then turned and walked out along the narrow gap. The clothes on his body were crumpled in the process, and dust was falling from his shoulders to his arms. He He simply patted the falling dust on his body, then walked quickly toward the door of the utility room.
The dark and cold air in the side hall dissipates the sweet taste left in his nasal cavity, leaving only the scent and temperature of the side hall, which is like a quiet room.
The two returned skillfully along the original road. Now the seemingly complex terrain in the side hall can no longer be stumped. They walked through it as if on a flat ground. In the open space.
At this moment, Mo Yi seemed to catch something in Yu Guang—
He was about to walk towards the door slightly, changed direction, and walked towards the oil painting hanging on the wall quietly.
I saw that the pale cloth that was supposed to cover the oil painting did not know when it fell to the ground, and piled up on the ground, forming a beach, and the portrait under the cloth was exposed in the air without obstruction.
The face of the portrait is blurred and the paint on it is dry and cracked.
But her eyes were dark and bright. If she looked energetic, her long black hair spread over her shoulders like a waterfall.
Mo Yi's complexion was slightly tight, and he looked up at the tall portrait of the person silently, taking a deep breath slowly.
This means that someone is filled with black paint.
New victims have appeared.
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I know everyone thinks that this copy is a bit long ... but the previous copy survives up to 3 days! This copy has 9 days! Exactly 3 times! I've worked very hard to speed up! (Storm Cries) It is a duck that takes time to show you the chain of clues and logical lines that are strung together! And ... this is the last copy, if the copy structure is rough and loose just to speed up the progress, I ca n’t pass my own level of 1551
but! I will still try to speed up! Otherwise, we can't keep up with the finished plan! !! !!
Thanks to AnnaDoylex4 for the rocket launcher
Thanks to Uncle Qi's grenade
Thanks to Changan Unauthorized, Second Lord's Alpaca Mine
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