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Chapter 684 The Upright Gentleman Gu Bengbeng

"I also ran into Su Lian." Lemon Not Sour looked down at the photo in her hand, "She just died too..."

"So many people have died." Hao Laoshi shuddered.

"I wonder how the other three players are doing now." Wen Qin thought of Gu Mian and the others. "We suffered heavy casualties, so they must be in no better shape. I wonder how many of the three of them are left."

Upon hearing this, Hao Laoshi blinked, opened his mouth but said nothing.

The two people next to them didn't notice Hao Laoshi's discomfort.

Lemon Not Sour showed Wen Qin the photo in his hand: "This photo was taken before Tonight's Death, right?"

Wen Qin looked at the photo in her hand and widened her eyes: "You brought this photo with you too?"

"Hmm. Su Lian told me that these photos are very likely the path to survival for the copy." Lemon frowned. Su Lian was killed by the ghost before she could finish speaking, so she didn't know what the path to survival Su Lian was thinking of was.

“But we’ve tried taking pictures of ghosts, and that doesn’t pose any threat to them.” Wen Qin Tanjiu looked at the dark image in the photo.

There was a ghost in the picture when they took it.

But now all that's left in the photo is a blurry bowl and a dark background.

I'm a little puzzled that the lemon isn't sour.

If a photograph cannot contain ghosts, then why would it be a path to survival?

As she thought about it, she looked back in the direction she had just run from.

Suddenly, she noticed a security camera installed in front of a shop not far ahead.

Lemon Not Sour stared at the camera, stunned.

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Qin Tanjiu asked, looking at the person in front of her who had suddenly frozen in shock.

Lemon Not Sour only then realized what was happening. She looked away, her face grim: "I think our thinking might have been misled by the copy. We saw the photo, we saw the ghost in the photo, and we were so focused on using the photo to restrict the ghost."

"But the path to survival doesn't necessarily have to be limited by ghosts. We started by studying the relationship between photographs and ghosts, but we overlooked the usefulness of photographs to us."

"You mean..." Wen Qin thought of something while talking about wine.

Lemon Not Sour looked down at the photo in her hand: "It was Su Lian who reminded me. She told me that the photo might only have one purpose, which is to make the ghost appear. And we all saw that the ghost can move in the photo, so the photo does not record the ghost's action at a certain moment, but a continuous, long-term action."

“I think photos are like those cameras, able to live stream the ghost’s every move.” Lemon Not Sour looked up. “The ghost didn’t crawl out of the photo; it has always been there, but the photo just made it show its form.”

"We initially saw the ghost in the group photo, but the ghost wasn't actually in the photo; it was in the place where we were taking the photo. So at that time, the ghost could only be seen baring its teeth and claws in the photo and couldn't cause us any real harm because it was far away from us."

"The ghost's actions in the photo also led us to mistakenly believe that the photo had a controlling effect on it, but in reality it did not."

Lemon Not Sour said, holding up a photo: "And when Bai took this photo tonight, the ghost was right in front of him. So he was killed instantly."

"I think the way out of this dungeon is that we can use these photos to avoid the ghosts. We can find the ghosts' locations from the photos and then avoid them."

Wen Qin's words about wine sent chills down her spine.

If Lemon's inference about the path to survival was correct, then they would have cut off that path long ago.

They burned those photos long ago. Now all that's left are the group photo that was thrown away, the one that Lemon Doesn't Sour is holding, and three unused sheets of photo paper from the Polaroid camera.

Lemon Not Sour took a deep breath: "If we had been more careful on the bus and hadn't immediately destroyed the other photos, perhaps we could have found a way out then."

It's too late to say anything now.

The sun was slowly rising, but Wen Qin felt cold all over, unable to feel any warmth.

It took him a long time to find his voice: "Your guess makes a lot of sense... but if this is really the way out, I think it will be very difficult for us to get out of this instance alive." They had already burned the way out.

Just as the group hesitated...

Hao Laoshi suddenly saw a hand reach out from behind and put it on the shoulder of Wen Qintanjiu next to him.

Wen Qin was startled when a hand suddenly landed on her shoulder.

Before he could react, a familiar voice came from behind him: "So you're here. I've been looking for you."

The group turned their heads and saw Xu Xingcheng's large face.

Upon seeing Xu Xingcheng, Hao Laoshi was initially pleased. However, after looking around for a while and not finding Gu Mian, his face fell again.

When Wen Qin talked about how wine and lemons weren't sour, her first reaction was to go find Xu Xingcheng's two teammates.

It wasn't that I particularly wanted to see Gu Mian and Chu Changge, but rather that I wanted to know if the two of them were still alive.

Not seeing Gu Mian and the other person, Wen Qin asked with a serious expression, "Where are your teammates?"

They were probably killed by ghosts, just like Bai and the others tonight.

However, Xu Xingcheng's expression was very cheerful, and he didn't look like he had lost a teammate at all.

Wen Qin was a little confused when talking about wine.

"Them?" Xu Xingcheng recalled Gu Mian's actions not long ago. "They forced me to rummage through a lot of trash cans, and then ruthlessly abandoned me, making me come to you."

"They're alright?"

"Go through the trash can?"

Winnie the Pooh's focus is completely different from that of wine and lemons.

Wen Qin Tan Jiu was surprised that these people had all gotten along so well. Is it true that the more eccentric a person is, the stronger their abilities are?
The lemon isn't sour because it wants to know why people are rummaging through the trash.

"What are you doing rummaging through the trash cans?" she asked.

"Looking for the photo." Xu Xingcheng took out a crumpled photo, which was the group photo.

Wen Qin, while talking about wine, suddenly thought of something: "Looking for photos? It seems your assumptions are the same as Lemon Not Sour's—you think photos are the only way out."

In fact, Gu Mian was not looking for the photos with the intention of making a living.

He just wanted to see if the ghost was still in the photo, and if so, to see if he could cut it out.

Lemon Not Sour looked at the photos in Xu Xingcheng's hand and said excitedly, "I think these photos are like surveillance footage. We can see the ghost's real-time location through them. You guys think so too, right?"

Xu Xingcheng gave a perfunctory "hmm" twice: "That's right. When you were burning the photos, our dear doctor, out of caution, kept three of them for himself. Not long after we split up, he discovered that something was wrong with these photos."

In fact, Gu Mian didn't have any careful considerations; she just wanted to find the ghost in these photos.

Xu Xingcheng is trying his best to mold Gu Mian into a normal person.

"He discovered that the ghost appeared in one of the photos and could move around in it. We then guessed that these photos were surveillance footage, and as long as the ghost was in the frame, we could see its every move."

"To verify this hypothesis, our doctor risked great danger to return here and instructed me to search through countless trash cans before finally finding this group photo."

To make Gu Mian sound like a normal person, these words contained some fabrication.

(Pretending to write something)
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