Chapter 7: Wind and Snow Night Return (1)

After a six-hour break, Tangcuo's health returned to 30 and no longer rose. The bright "8" hung there and laughed silently. It seems that as long as he has a negative score one day, he will not be able to recover his full state one day, and it will always be this declining sample of death.
The youth in the mirror was still pale.
Tang Cuo pulled out two chocolate beans from the plastic bag of the supermarket and poured two in his mouth. Then he put the box in his pocket and walked to the window to check the situation around him again.
There is no daytime in Yongye City.
The reason for this is that there is no sun in Yongye City because there is no moon in the sky last night.
Yongye City at the moment is exactly the same as last night, but maybe because the new players have rested, the street is much quieter. Tang Cuo intends to go to the game lobby, do a task to practice his hands, and clear the negative points by the way.
Although he is lazy and will die, after all, he doesn't really want to die. In most cases, he just doesn't care about it or it doesn't matter so much.
Pushing the door out, the next door opens almost simultaneously.
"Early." Today's Mr. Clown didn't wear a tassel leather jacket and changed to a military green overalls with military boots. His messy hair still grabbed two small slings at random, tall and handsome, but his face was more. A silver mask covered the part above the nose.
Tang Cuo nodded, and had no ill feelings towards him, and no special favors.
The two went downstairs together.
Jin Cheng put his hands in his trouser pockets and Youzao walked behind Tang Cuo. It seemed that he hadn't slept well. He still yawned. Tang Cuo didn't care, but after he walked to East Cross Street and walked a distance, he found Jin Cheng still following.
"Are you on the way?" Tang Cuo looked sideways.
"Have you forgotten what happened last night?" Jin Cheng kindly reminded, "You made me fall from area a to area f. I not only rose up level by level, but also wasted a potion last night to save your life." , Who do you depend on?"
Ghost talk.
Tang Cuo didn't even believe his hair. From the perspective of Zhang Xing's mention of the elite of area a, the players in area a are located at the top of the combat pyramid of the entire Yongye City. Even if they fall back from area a to area f, I believe they can go back quickly.
Relying on such an inexperienced newcomer, Tang Cuo, has no other benefits than asking for trouble. Tang Cuo did not believe that just two face-to-face meetings, the other party saw how powerful he was and wanted to make friends with him.
As for opportunistic revenge? This is even more nonsense.
But he was willing to follow, and the road was so wide that Tangcuo couldn't control where he was going. At this time, it was about ten o'clock in the morning. Although there was no daytime in Yongye City, the shop was still open early, just on the corner of East Cross Street.
The boss is a blinded middle-aged woman, her expression is cold and not very warm, but the buns she makes are fragrant. It was written on the blackboard at the door. There were 800 pieces of vegetable buns and 1,000 pieces of meat stuffing.
"Boss, are you on credit?" Tang Cuo was out of money again.
"Go by." The boss answered very simply.
Jin Cheng smiled in the back, and then bought six steamed buns, three meats and three vegetarians under Tang Cuo's watch, but none of them was given to Tang Cuo.
Tangcuo turned his head and left.
Jin Cheng walked fast, followed a few steps later, while eating delicious steamed buns, while teasing "Do you have any special skills? If you have the skill, maybe you can go to the Yongye City's special exam, like just now. The boss opened a store like that, so there is no need to do tasks."
Tang Cuo "You can go by yourself."
If things are so simple, then everyone has done it, why struggle between life and death.
Jin Cheng smiled and didn't speak anymore. He ate the buns slowly and halted halfway to buy two cups of soy milk and a few fritters. Tang Cuo didn't wait for him. He saw a bus stop on the roadside and glanced over, but the car had to pay to sit, so he stopped.
At this time Jin Cheng followed up again, swaying the two remaining buns in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Do you want?"
Tang Cuo picked it up casually, without any worries.
Jin Cheng "not angry?"
Tang Cuo asked, "Why do you want to be angry?"
Jin Cheng "Because I didn't give it to you just now, and this is what I left."
"Oh." Tang Cuo only focused on the bag in Jin Cheng's hand. "Do you still eat the remaining dough sticks and soy milk?"
This is a point where outsiders often cannot understand Tang Cuo. He never follows universal principles in his work.
Jin Cheng handed him all the rest early, and helped him to plug the straw of soy milk. He seemed to be more curious about Tang Cuo, and his eyes did not move away from Tang Cuo's face.
Tang Cuo eats, whichever is left to him, let alone look at it, and there will be no less meat.
With two buns, a fritter, and a bag of soy milk, Tang Cuo was eighty full. About half an hour later, the two entered the central area from area f and saw the outline of the game hall from afar.
Jin Cheng also guessed his destination and asked, "There are special equipment stores and pharmacies here. There are discounts for newcomers. Would you like to see them first?"
"No, I'm poor." Tang Cuo said straightforwardly and never walked back. All the money scraped from Zhang Xing has been used up. It is impractical to buy with points. The most regrettable thing is that the bone-chopping knife cannot be put in the equipment column. Fortunately, he still has a Tarot card, which can be put into the equipment bar, and it might come in handy at a critical moment.
However, he does not intend to tell Jin Cheng for the time being.
Jin Cheng is no longer nonsense, the two came to the game lobby. Tang Cuo stopped and turned to look at him, and the two exchanged their names very well.
"Cheng Jin."
"Tangcuo."
I don't know where this came from.
Before going in, Tang Cuo asked the last question "Why cover your face?"
Jin Cheng held his arms for a few seconds, as if thinking about something terrible, and tilted his head slightly, answering "Maybe it is because of a scar on my face?"
He laughed again, and said in a less caring tone, "I have a lot of enemies. This face is too recognizable. If someone knows that I fell back into the f zone, it's not very good. Although I Don’t mind doing it, but peace has always been my pursuit."
Tang Cuo wanted to roll his eyes, but he held back.
In the game hall, the bustle is as usual.
Jin Cheng walked through the rides with Tangcuo in a familiar way, and did not introduce it. Anyway, just one sentence-"These games are boring, do you want to clamp the doll? There are many eggs hidden in it, but some are not too good. Wonderful debuff, lethal kind."
Tang Cuo of course chose to refuse, and it was at this time that he saw three virtual electronic screens hanging in the center of the hall. The piece facing him is the "Mr. Crow's Black List", k27216 glorious crane tail.
"It's amazing." Jin Cheng also saw it.
"Since you can be angered by the crow, it proves that you have the capital to be angered, so-which one are you?" Tang Cuo asked.
"Guess what?" Jin Cheng neither denied nor admitted, with a smile on his lips. He really wanted Tang Cuo to make a bold guess, but Tang Cuo did not like what he wanted, and was interested.
He turned to look at the task.
The wall of the game hall, also known as the task wall, seems to be made of some kind of black crystal with thousands of tasks rolling on it. From a distance, it looks like a data stream generated when a hacker attacks a computer. The whole hall was crowded with people. From time to time, some people walked to the wall to stop for a while, their expressions were dignified or numb, and they were somewhat relaxed. They talked in twos and threes and then walked into the mission wall.
The black wall was rippled, and people walked in without hindrance, and disappeared into the sight of everyone in the blink of an eye.
"The tasks here are random, the number of people is uncertain, the content is uncertain, the difficulty is uncertain, but if you go in at the same time, there is a high probability that they will be divided into the same copy. In Yongye City, almost everyone will eventually have a fixed team It is easy to die alone," Jin Cheng explained.
"That was your teammate yesterday?" Tang Cuo said, flashing again, and asked, "Can't people from different areas do tasks together?"
Jin Cheng smiled with his arms
Yeah, sir, I can only team up with you as a rookie now. If I can’t get back to Zone a, then we have to die together in the game and we all die.

Tang Cuo raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure our two blacklists are put together, the task will be better?"
"Look at luck."
"I'm out of luck."
"Do you think I'll let you go by saying this?"
"Huh."
Tang Cuo was actually kindly reminded because he was really unlucky. But if the other party is about to die, he can't stop it, then it's not his business. And really, he really wanted to experience the effectiveness of this blacklist.
"Come on." Without further ado, Tangcuo walked straight into the wall. Into the eyes is a pure black, five fingers are out of reach, even Jin Cheng around him has disappeared.
About five minutes later, the familiar bell sounded.
"Ding--"
"A new player is detected, the priority is triggered, and the series of tasks "Blaze Night Return" is opened in the series of Blizzard Villas. There are a total of eight players in this round of the game. The goal is to kill handsome."
"Wish you a happy life!"
The picture flashed and Tang Cuo found himself standing in the lobby of the first floor of a hotel.
This is a youth hostel with a green pine tree sign hanging behind the counter. Looking around, the decoration of the entire hostel is exquisite and warm, small wall lamps are everywhere, warm yellow lights hit the white walls, and there are many clip art and landscape photos hanging there. Of course, there is also a wish wall for every similar hostel.
Dumplings are being organized in the hotel, including Tangcuo. There are four people here.
The hour hand points to six o'clock in the evening.
"This guest, do you want to help?" The waiter was a round-faced girl who smiled when she spoke, and she was very pleased.
"I won't." Tang Cuo calmed himself, glancing at the remaining two. Both of them wore different styles of jackets, a man and a woman, about twenty years old, sitting close together.
The moment Tang Cuo met their eyes, the two almost jumped up.
Players no doubt.
But the two obviously knew each other and quickly bowed their heads to whisper. Tang Cuoben did not plan to talk to them, walked to the door of the hotel, opened the windshield and looked out.
The door of the hotel is an old red wooden door, you can see the outside through the glass on the door. At this time, ice and snow had formed on the glass.
Blizzard Mountain Villa, a kind of island model common in inference works. Tang Cuo understood the content of the mission at the moment of hearing the system announcement-the new player is him, so the trigger is his priority-this is probably based on the content generated by his profession, the purpose is to take care of the new player.
Tang Cuo is a private investigator, but in his two-year detective career, he has rarely been exposed to homicides.
But every three minutes or five there will be cats and dogs in the city accidentally lost.
There are also a lot of cheating, but Tang Cuo will always take pictures of spicy eyes, and over time, he has focused on finding cats and dogs. In addition to looking for cats and dogs, he also handled anti-fraud.
The old ladies and old ladies of this year did not believe in their children, so they believed in outside scammers, but they believed in Tangcuo more than scammers. It is not because Tang Cuokou is good, but because he is good-looking, with good facial features and good manners, commonly known as "Xueba", "children of others", "he said yes," and "grandma's heart treasure".
Otherwise, Zhang Xing cannot be pitted.
The waiter's voice with a smile sounded behind his back. "The broadcast said that it would take seven days to wait for the snow to stop before the road repairers could come. Originally my contract expired and I had to resign and go down the mountain, just wait for the new employees to come over and hand over Now I can’t walk here anymore. But don’t worry, there are often heavy snow here, so our hostel has not only prepared its own generator, but also prepared a lot of food, even if it stays for ten days and a half months. Oh, and hot water, enough hot water pipes!"
Tang Cuo did not speak.
It was at this moment that there was a cry of exclamation upstairs.
The men and women in the assault suits looked up alertly, but only noticed a flower in front of them. The little brother who had just stood by the door had already ran up the stairs. The two hurried to keep up, and on the second floor, they found everyone gathered in the room at the end of the corridor.
This is a public bathroom. The entry is two washbasins and a row of lockers. Walking in, there are four shower cubicles separated by plywood. No distinction between men and women.
At this moment, everyone was in front of the locker, or looked at the second cabinet from the left in amazement or condense. Tang Cuo stepped forward and found a corpse hidden in the cabinet.
Male, about thirty years old, with short hair and stubble, wearing a black fur collar leather jacket, with a sturdy body and an unknown cause of death.
After sweeping around the people, plus the men and women in the assault suits and Tang Cuo himself, there were a total of eight people. The report just said that there are a total of eight players in this round of games. It is already here. What about Cheng Jin?
Did he not come in?
When Tang Cuo frowned, a middle-aged man in a jacket and calm temperament drew the ID card from the pocket of the body. The light in the bathroom was very dim, but it did not prevent him from reading the name on his ID card accurately-
"Handsome Li."
"Handsome?!" A boy with a student with an inch on his head hurriedly looked over and immediately stunned. "Isn't the task this time to kill handsome? Why is he dead?"
He couldn't help looking at the boy with black-framed glasses beside him. The boy pushed his glasses and said, "Blizzard Mountain Village is definitely not as simple as murder."
The two looked like they knew each other.
"Yes." The middle-aged man glanced around for a week and said, "Dare to ask which one is new here? Everyone should have heard the announcement. There are new people among us, so the priority is triggered. This copy should be what he is good at."
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, but no one admitted.
Tang Cuo was very determined, but he accidentally discovered that there was a newcomer besides him-the lady in red who met in the square last night.
She was leaning her arms on the door frame, ignoring Tang Cuo's sight, but she didn't tear through Tang Cuo.
No one answered, the middle-aged man frowned slightly.
There was no special reaction from the black-framed glasses. The body was immediately checked. "There is blood in the back of the brain, which should be injured by a blunt instrument. No wounds were found elsewhere. The body is stiff, and the temperature here is low, so there may be several dead. Hours. Who was the first to find the body?"
"That person is not there." The pretty girl with short hair raised her hand and pointed to the window with the slit "He jumped out of the window."
"Is there another person?" Blinked his eyes and blinked, and then came one by one like a fool, asking "Isn't there already eight people here?"
The girl shrugged. "You ask me who I ask."
Cunto still has to ask again, but at this moment, a cold wind pours in from his back collar, freezing him into a shock. He turned suddenly, facing the face wearing a silver mask.
It was the location of the window, and people came to push in the window. The black military boots and overalls were as strong as cheetahs. When he looked up, there were still a few snowflakes on the silver mask, and with his right hand flicked, a bronze statue of a trophy rolled up to the side of the body.
"Are you looking for me?" he asked.
The author has something to say about Jin Cheng, not taking the usual path.