The chicken was offended

"Brother Lu, you are really amazing. Just based on Brother Meng's description, I can guess that it is almost the same. Although I have never played this game, I always feel that it fits perfectly with the plot." Yang Luan from that sad plot Get out, blah blah blah.

Lu Yifei scratched his head in embarrassment, and turned to Meng Lang, "If, as you said, there is a similar game in reality, such an experience will probably be scolded by the players."

"Isn't it?" Meng Lang recalled, "I remember they cursed and cursed in the group for a month, which made me have a bad impression of this game company, otherwise I wouldn't have never played it."

Lu Yifei thought of something and smiled, and said, "When you go out, ask your friends to play the 2nd episode, maybe there will be surprises."

Meng Lang waved his hand: "Come on, I can't bear to play again and curse for a month."

This spicy chicken game is too depressing, he doesn't have the hobby of asking for trouble, not to mention that even if he can sell Amway, it will be after he goes out, right now they are nailed to the chessboard, unable to take a single step.Thinking of this, he looked at Yan Changhai who was still dumbfounded.He can't care so much about other people, but Yan Changhai has been with them since the first world, so he is naturally more worried.

After staring at it for a long time, he actually felt that Yan Changhai's arm seemed a little abnormal——

"Look, brother Yan's arm has turned blue and black?"

The eyes of the other three people focused on Yan Changhai. It didn't matter, but they found that Yan Changhai's arm was hanging down unnaturally.A normal person's arm hanging on the side of the body will have an obvious arc, but Yan Changhai's arm on one side is obviously stiff and unnatural.

"It's subcutaneous hemorrhage," Wang Mingcheng calmed down, seeing the other people's slightly open mouths in a daze, managed to pick up a bit of patience as a neurosurgeon, and explained, "He was bleeding a lot, and he had swelling on his arm. Bruised, blood pumping fast, his arm should have lost strength."

"What, are you hallucinating about being drawn blood?" Meng Lang was stunned.

"Things in the hallucination can actually cause harm to our actual body?" Yang Luan was stunned.

Of course, otherwise, how do you think Old Wu died? Wang Mingcheng sighed, looked at Lu Yifei's exquisite profile, and guessed what he had discovered.

The posture of Lu Yifei holding his leg changed, revealing the wound on his ankle.Not long ago, I noticed this wound when I got out of the Ferris wheel. It was scratched by the iron sheet on the iron car when the cars were jumping down one by one.

The hallucinations have been affecting them all the time, it's just that something purposely made some gimmicks to divert their attention, making them ignore the killer who was always suffering from the hallucinations, or even if they were discovered, the hallucinations were hard to avoid.

When he was eaten by ants, even if the piercing pain dissipated, he could still feel the itching on his skin.No matter how bad it is, the cold sweat soaked on their bodies can prove that they have really endured the desperate situation of being eaten by ants.

But after coming out of the desert hallucination, everyone’s body is not deformed. If the impact of the hallucination at this time is classified as elementary, now, the bruises spreading on Yan Changhai’s arm and the blood that has been continuously drawn should be intermediate. However, the rising destructive power of hallucinations will send everyone to the other side of the Nai River sooner or later.

"Not only that, I found out that the influence of hallucinations on us is from the psychological to the physical... If I were the controller of the game, I would definitely upgrade the player from simple physical damage to a devastating psychological blow. Why doesn't the game talk about martial arts, and doesn't play cards according to common sense," Lu Yifei bit his lower lip, and rubbed the wound from one end to the other with his fingers, "What is the source of the hallucination?"

Isn’t the source of the hallucinations what they got when they rolled the dice and drew cards? Meng Lang wanted to correct him loudly, but he closed his mouth again seeing Lu Yifei’s pensive look. He completely believed in Lu Yifei, believed that he must have thought of what.

As the hallucinations became more and more destructive each time, their time was running out.

At this time, Yan Changhai was indeed suffering from a large amount of blood loss in the hallucination. One arm was connected to a blood pump. It may reduce the dizziness of blood loss, the blood pumping speed is much faster, and the capacity is also much larger. It can be seen that the person on the seat is not giving up without draining.

A 1400-jin adult male has about 5000 milliliters of blood in his body.But there is no need to wait for the blood to drain, as long as the person loses 1200 ml quickly, he will go into shock and life-threatening.

In the beginning, Yan Changhai's arm was only cool, and his palm became icy cold. Gradually, the whole arm began to become numb, hanging stiffly on the armrest of the seat, like a branch about to die on an old tree, with bulging veins. The bluish-black block diffuses.

The blood compensatory mechanism can't work at this time. Of course, Yan Changhai knows that the speed of blood production in the body is not as fast as the speed of blood loss. When his chest is a little stuffy and his eyes are a little hazy, he knows that he has lost about 500 milliliters of blood.

Yu Hao couldn't see outside, otherwise he would find that the source of the voice that reassured him had turned pale.

Naturally, Yan Changhai didn't tell Yan Changhai about his situation. It was definitely not that he was out of kindness and only cared about helping others escape, but that he thought that Yu Hao had lost his calm mind since the last hallucination. It will only make the current situation worse.

Now it's a race against time, whether Yu Hao escapes from the secret room first or whether he will get someone else to do it, success or failure depends on it.

"I searched all the drawers, and there was only one photo." Yu Hao was right, the brass key under the stool was not a door key, but a key from the bedside table.The two bedside tables were originally filled with girls' underwear, but Yuhao rummaged through them in a mess at the moment, showing that this is a room for a 12 or 3-year-old girl.

The only locked drawer was opened, and it was a photo.Yu Hao raised his hand so that Yan Changhai outside the screen could clearly see the contents of the photo.

Yan Changhai opened his slightly blurred eyes. In the photo, there was a boy playing basketball. The boy had curly brown hair and a smile on his mouth. He was looking straight at him through the fence of a stadium. Full of joy.

He looked at the painting on the wall again. It was a young girl with blond hair, who looked about the same age as the clothes, and was probably the owner of the house.

Boys should be important to girls, but there is no blood relationship.The first part of the secret room is to collect clues. Yan Changhai had to give up the analysis of the only clues, and finding clues was the top priority.

"In the closet", "behind the hanging pictures", "above the crystal chandelier"...

Yan Changhai commanded Yu Hao from a distance to climb up and down to find clues. Because of the early smashing, it took some energy, and Yu Hao who stopped was already panting and impatient.

Gathering up what I had on hand was a blonde Barbie doll found in the closet, a pair of diamond ear wires, a book of thin leather notebooks with a curled cover, and a calendar full of stickers.

Yan Changhai asked Yu Hao to open the notebook first. The first half of the notebook was still very dense. In the later period, the content written every day became less and less. In the last few pages, they were scribbled with bold marker pens so that they could no longer see clearly. content.

Although Yuhao hesitated for a while, he did not lose his professional ability, "This is a girl's handwriting. The chaotic and disorderly content behind it indicates that the girl's mental state is a little confused. The thick, black and disorderly brushstrokes are dissatisfaction and accusations against reality. She has an unspeakable pain that traps her in a cage."

Yan Changhai nodded, suddenly remembered that Yu Hao couldn't see his movements, and said, "I agree, let's read the diary."

"March 3, a cloudy day, my brother said he was going to Susan's birthday party, but Susan didn't invite me, so I really want to go with my brother..."

"March 3th, sunny day, I can see my brother tomorrow, I don't know if it has turned dark after basketball practice..."

"April 4st, sunny, today is April Fool's Day, I lied to my mother that I got a D in the exam, but my mother said it's okay... She is the best mother in the world, I love my mother so much..."

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The previous period was relatively normal, just a young girl who didn’t understand the life of a blooming season. The daily troubles were friends and trivial things that happened around her. It was obvious that she also had girlish thoughts, and there was a person called her brother who she admired very much.

However, in the later period, the daily diary content became less and less, and the words became shorter and shorter.

"June 6th, a rainy day. It happened to be raining when I came back from school today, but I didn't bring an umbrella. I was envious of other children who had their fathers come to pick me up, but at this time Daddy Sam came to pick me up. I'm really happy to say it, but why did it take me a quarter of an hour to get here, but it took me a long time to go home..."

"July 7th, sunny day, my brother came back from school today, but he ignored me, did I do something wrong, is it because Papa Sam gave me the last cheese ball on the dinner table?"

"July 7th, cloudy day, I know I must have made a mistake, so I can't tell my mother..."

"August 8th, sunny day, hide that beautiful earring, I don't deserve these... so uncomfortable, I can't breathe."

The text in September and October is already unreadable, either the fonts are frenzied, or they are messed up by marker pens.

Yu Hao picked up the diamond ear wire mentioned in the diary. He didn't know much about jewelry in the first half of his frugal life, so he spread the things on the palm of his hand to show Yan Changhai.

Yan Changhai pondered for a while, he had already guessed something, and felt a little nauseous, "This is a pair of expensive earrings from a world-renowned brand, I think it is more suitable for mature women to wear, and... I don't think a 12-year-old girl can buy it. rise."

Yan Changhai looked up at that conspicuous Barbie doll.

It stands out because the doll's hair is a mess, the delicate clothing is ripped with scissors, and even the realistic skin is covered in black marker smudges - someone painted over the doll's face, one of the doll's eyes I don't know where it fell, and there is only a hole left.

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