The Trial Game of Life

Just when Zheng Yingying was thinking about killing the boss, Tang Cuo's big coffin business had come to an end.

The coffins of Paoqi’s father and the murderer have been split, and no physical boss appears, all of them are soul bodies. Tangcuo fought against them one after another, and Paoqi’s father was easy to deal with, but the murderer was a murderer after all, and it took him some effort.

Immediately after absorbing the soul light group, Tang Cuo spent some time, but the harvest was equally generous. The murderer's soul light group has increased his intelligence by ten points. Up to now, his intelligence points have increased from 65 to 104.

When the copy is cleared, his intelligence points may exceed the force value immediately. After breaking through the one hundred mark, Tangcuo clearly felt that he had more control over magic.

And opening the coffin twice also helped him directly lock the identity of the dead.

This is not only because of the exclusion method, but also because when absorbing the soul light group, Tang Cuo can also see their memory fragments, thus knowing the real situation at the scene.

The heavy rain on Xishan Road was really bigger than the day when Yiping asked her dad for money.

The bright yellow taxi rushed into the non-motorized lane, crashed into the trash can on the side of the road, and turned around retrograde. In such a big situation, even if it rains heavily, it is impossible to cover up, and the police are just nearby.

The siren sounded quickly, and Bubble Qi’s father was forced by the murderer to step on the accelerator. He was about to stage the speed of birth and death, adding a thick stroke to his ordinary life. The clinker affectionate teenager suddenly saw the murderer’s foot. Rain boots.

The purchaser said that there is only one pair of shoes in China! He gave it silently!

The affectionate boy's eyes widened, and his gaze shifted to the fruit knife that the murderer laid on his waist. Then he thought of the meeting with Momoyo on Xishan Road and took a breath.

Although the murderer was holding the affectionate boy with a knife at this time, most of his attention was on the police car behind. When he saw the police chasing his motorcycle, he scolded and took out his mobile phone.

He may want to contact someone with his mobile phone and arrange a way for himself, but as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he saw a push. He was stunned, and facial recognition unlocked his phone. At this time, his expression became very strange-stupefied and shocked.

The next second, he quickly opened the push button, didn't even bother to follow the soldiers behind, and relaxed slightly against the affectionate young man's knife.

It was a piece of news about the murder case on Xishan Road. It was the earliest intersection stabbing case and had nothing to do with the murderer. But the murderer looked at him with a sullen face, and the affectionate teenager swept to the phone screen after being shocked.

He happened to see the live picture in the push, saw the description of the signs of the deceased, and the description of the murderer.

The information on the Internet, true and false, and the news sent in such a short time, without verification, completely confused the murderer who happened to be at the intersection with the stabbing incident.

In the eyes of the affectionate boy, it was the murderer who killed the innocent girl, and that person—is silent!

He has a height of 173, long black hair, wearing a white dress and high heels, carrying a bear shoulder bag, exactly the same as the photo sent to him before silently going out!

All of a sudden, a thunder struck in the mind of the expression young man, and his reason was instantly broken. In addition to shock, tears, and anger in his wide eyes.

"You killed silently, you killed him!!!" He was angry, and the anger made him forget the knife that reached his waist, and also the fear, and pushed the murderer away and grabbed it unruly. His shoulders and back collar pushed him hard against the door.

The murderer was looking at the news. He didn't expect the ordinary passengers in a taxi, or the weak chicken like a boy who was hit by his knife, would suddenly be in trouble.

"Bang!" The violent impact of the anger blessing opened the murderer's head directly. It may be that the place where he hit was coincident. Although the door was not opened, the car glass broke.

The broken glass was embedded in the murderer's head, and the heavy rain poured in from the broken window instantly, wrapped in blood and broken glass, and fell on the face of the affectionate boy.

He was stunned.

A glass of blood was drawn across the cheek, and he didn't respond. He just stared at everything in front of him, and it seemed hard to believe that he had done it himself.

Bubble Qi's father was also stunned. The car was out of control in an instant, and a skid was about to hit the bridge pier.

The murderer reacted at this moment, disregarding the blood on his face, seizing the seizure, grabbed the collar of the affectionate teenager, opened the car door, and dragged the man out. The moment he jumped out, the front of the car hit the guardrail on the bridge. After a loud noise, he still failed to stop the momentum of the forward rush and plunged into the river.

"Bang--" The taxi entered the water.

In the memory of Paoqi's father, the instant weightlessness and fear almost pinched his throat, making him unable to breathe. But the back door was open, and the heavy rain slapped his head relentlessly, and the cold touch made him recover.

The only gift that his daughter gave him when he was a child, a safety buckle was hung in his car. He glanced at the safety buckle with Yu Guang, remembering his daughter, and suddenly felt a courage in his heart, untied the seat belt, put down Back of the chair, regardless of whether to climb back.

The front of the car was already in the water, and he couldn't open the front door. He anxiously saw the back door open and climbed back. The river water also poured in from behind at this time. He grabbed the broken window, and regardless of the broken glass stuck in the palm, pulled hard, kicked hard, and finally broke free from the car.

On the other side, the murderer grabbed the affectionate boy and rolled off the bridge deck, and didn't care about the taxi that dropped the bridge. He grabbed the affectionate boy and asked, "What is your relationship with silently? Tell me! Why is silently on Xishan Road?!"

The affectionate boy was almost stunned by him, the heavy rain hit his face, and he almost couldn't open his eyes, "Let go, let me go! You murderer! You killed silently!"

"Shut up!" The murderer punched the back of the affectionate teenager with a punch on the ground. He was very painful, sore and angry, and reason went offline again, wrestling with the murderer.

The murderer's knife fell on the car, and both of them were defenseless, becoming the most primitive beating each other.

Tang Cuo watched and endured the concussion caused by the soul light group, his brain pained, his eyebrows raised.

The two played really ugly, you gave me a punch and I gave you a kick, but overall the murderer took the absolute upper hand. The emotion he conveyed to Tang Cuo was already hysterical.

The word "silently" clearly stimulated him, especially when the affectionate teenager shouted "You killed silently", his emotions fluctuated greatly, and a violent storm took place in Tangcuo's spiritual sea.

The affectionate teenager does not know the truth, but the murderer knows it. He didn't kill the man on Xishan Road, he just pushed the body past and stood there looking a few distances away.

The crowd was too crowded and the rain was too heavy. He didn't see the man's face at all. He just looked at it indifferently, looking down on the ignorant crowd around him as usual with a godlike attitude above him.

But what does this person say?

Silently dead?

"Shut up! Shut up!" He beat harder and harder, using ten to ten forces, and wanted the other person to close his mouth.

The affectionate boy was almost killed by him. Fortunately, the police arrived in time to pull the two away and subdue the murderer. The onlookers were hiding far away, watching carefully in the car, or in the surrounding shops, and many people were holding mobile phones while taking pictures and videos, but no one dared to come out.

"It's my younger brother silently! How could I kill him?! He can't die, you're lying!" The murderer was pressed on the ground by the police, his eyes still staring at the affectionate teenager, his teeth clenched.

The affectionate boy had blood on the corner of his mouth and lay on the ground. He heard the sound and looked at it, saw the fierce but desperate eyes of those fierce beasts, and said with all his strength, "You, you deceive..."

"So silently... well... how could there be you... brother... brother..."

When he finished talking, he coughed painfully. A policeman came to help him to block the rain, anxiously called an ambulance, and completely cut off the murderer's sight.

The murderer was already handcuffed. He heard the words and his eyes widened for a few seconds. Just when the police thought he was about to catch his hand, he suddenly screamed in despair, struggling to rush towards the direction of Xishan Road. The force that erupted at that moment was too great to break free from the shackles and ran out.

He had just escaped from there, and now he has to go back.

The police hurried to catch up, and the two of them slammed him down to the ground, suppressing him, and he was no longer allowed to step forward. He screamed and struggled, his eyes staring at the direction of the intersection of Xishan Road, "Let me go! Let me see him!"

"let me go!!!"

"Let me go!"

"silently!"

The harder he struggled, the stronger he was suppressed. The heavy rain wet everyone's clothes, blood and water flowed in the rain, and fell from the bridge, like a curtain of beads, about to go wandering in the river.

"Silently..."

"I beg you to let me pass, let me see his last glance..."

The roar became a pleading.

Since he broke into the taxi and fled here, it was only a short distance of one or two kilometers. But not to mention one kilometer, he can't go now even if it's one hundred meters.

At this point, the murderer was arrested, but the deceased was not the father of Bubble Qi or the affectionate teenager who was seriously injured, but the man who stabbed the innocent passerby as his girlfriend in the earliest Xishan Road case.

After stabbing him, he panicked, and found that he had killed the wrong person. He dropped the knife and turned and ran. Coincidentally, he had exactly the same escape route as the murderer, the only difference was that-he walked on his legs and did not move fast.

The softer he ran, the softer he was, especially after hearing the siren, he couldn't run anymore, he was flustered, and finally sat on the bridge. There was a frustrated young man by the bridge who was drunk. When he saw him so down, he took his shoulder and called him a brother.

The drunk said that life is too difficult, he was too mournful, so he had to jump into the river.

"Mourning, you see me crying in the sky." This is what Tangcuo saw on the mobile phone of another crowd on the Xishan Road. The word "mourning" appears in the story line of everyone, second only to "Dede" and "You, Me and Him".

The man drank the drunkard's wine, and his throat was hot, and finally he felt a little warm. Reason returned, he was deeply afraid, and stood up again to continue to escape.

At this moment, a runaway taxi rushed up the stone bridge and rammed him into the river with the bridge fence, so fast that he didn't have time to scream.

"Lying trough-how come you jumped on your own brother? In the end I jump or you jump?!" The drunk ghost was almost caught in the river by the strong wind that the car drove through. Fortunately, he was holding the bridge fence, not very close to the man, and he was standing on the edge of the damaged place.

He blinked and blinked his eyes, then raised his hand and rubbed it hard. His dizzy head was beaten by the cold rain, as if awake.

"Eh?" He saw the murderer and the affectionate boy fighting each other, and then looked back at the taxi in the river, scared with cold sweat.

Tang Cuo saw the nameplate of his job on his chest, with his name and position on it-Chen Jun, Marketing Department.

Isn't that the reason for the busy work and the takeaways caused by the delivery staff mistakenly led to the failure to eat, angered the boss, and was eventually expelled from the boss Chen Jun?

Tang Cuo remembered that he said in a message to a friend that he was in a bad mood and wanted to get drunk.

It now appears that this drunk will eventually teach him the value of life.

Tang Cuo inevitably felt a trace of absurdity after sorting out all the ins and outs of the matter.

These three cases exclude all accidental factors that are not directly related to the parties, such as takeaways, dog owners, bubble Qi, Chen Jun, etc., is actually a double arrow that keeps returning.

The scumbag man who was cheating because he didn't succeed in keeping his girlfriend killed, innocent passers-by was killed by mistake.

The brother of the innocent passerby is a fierce serial murderer, who happened to kill the man's ex-girlfriend.

The time for the two to kill is about the same, and the route to escape after the murder is about the same, that is, the relationship between the front foot and the back foot. In the end, the murderer's taxi hit the scum man.

The man who killed by impulse is also killed by the impulse of others.

Although the murderer survived, he will be judged by the law and spend the last time in endless remorse and torture.

Cause and effect revenge, unsuccessful trial and error.

The life that has passed away will not come back, so think of it, Tang Cuo's mood becomes less beautiful. The copy of Yongye City always holds a lot of malice to the player. The "evil" made by the player in the world will always be enlarged ten times to show you.

If you insist on it, Tang Cuo feels that the so-called Qingye procedure has been started from the moment he stepped into Yongye City. The crimes that people bear are far more than those written in the survival assessment report.

After repeated fights, Tang Cuo successfully adjusted the Soul Turbulence Index to zero, and took medicine to restore his health, but he had a problem with low blood sugar, and his face was slightly pale and colder.

Soon, he found Zan Nan's mobile phone tombstone and made a quick decision.

The battle started in three levels almost simultaneously.

Jin Cheng has been fighting and has never stopped, the monster gets stronger as he gets to the back, the difficulty is comparable to that of Xitian. Zheng Yingying and Meng Yufei successfully avoided the patrol of most monster doctors, and after a few small hits, they touched the office of the dean. The two stood at the door, left and right, holding their breaths for three seconds.

"Three, two, one!"

Instead of rushing in, he stuffed two lit firecrackers into the crack of the door. This is what they got from a player when they came downstairs. They killed the monster that was about to grab the player, and then took the firecrackers. It was fair.

In the two explosions, the low roar of the monster came from the room, as well as the impact of heavy objects falling to the ground. Meng Yufei immediately kicked in the door, and Zheng Yingying picked up the fire extinguisher in the corridor and took a step back.

She has to accumulate strength and find a chance to use a nameless blade to strike the monster deadly.

Xiao Tong also pays attention to the situation in three places. In comparison, Tang Cuo, who is fighting alone, ended the fastest. The paleness and fierceness of his face seemed to be proportional. The paler his face, the stronger the fierceness, and the harder he played.

The strength of this second boss is similar to that of the first one, but he fell down after walking for fifteen minutes under his hands. This is still when the battle spread to two nearby tombstones and summoned two souls to fight together .

But this time, Tang Cuo did not rush to absorb the soul light group. After the war, his state is unstable. If he absorbs it immediately, he will superimpose the bad state, which is not conducive to recovery. And there is only the last one left for his treatment, so he has to save a little.

He decided to find the silent tombstone first, and then absorb the light mass after finding it.

But the tombstone was silently hidden deep, and half an hour later, Tang Cuo even found the tombstone of the affectionate young man, but didn't find the silent one.

The mobile phone interface of the affectionate boy is Alipay, and he can see his historical bills, one of which is money in rain boots. Tang Cuo also used the bubble-bubble number to purchase the trading price and specific time of the rain boots from the purchase, which is right.

Which one is silent?

Tang Cuo stood on top of a tombstone at the forefront, his eyes swept across the cemetery again. At this time, the cemetery has become embarrassed by several battles. In the dim sky, the remaining mobile tombstones emit a faint blue light, suitable for shooting ghost stories.

The copy is not so easy to pass through, and the clue about silence must be hidden in the minutiae. The reason why he is not easy to find is because there is too little information about him. He is also a woman who can pretend to be a woman, and the content of his mobile phone is difficult to define by gender.

At this time there is a final hour and a half before the six-hour time limit.

Tang Cuo did not want to waste time, but he was not in a hurry. He felt that his body had recovered almost, so he first absorbed the soul light group. In the scum man's soul light group, he finally saw his silent face.

This is a neutral face, wearing a wig is very heroic, tall and tall, like a model. Although she is wearing a woman's dress, her chest is flat, she walks confidently and generously, and her eyes are clean.

Silently telling the story of the affectionate teenager, Tang Cuo did not want to know. The story of his relationship with his brother, and how his brother took the road of serial murderer, Tang Cuo did not want to know, but silently gave Tang Cuo a good impression.

This is probably the so-called eye margin.

The picture of the memory flashed, Tang Cuo carefully recalled the details of his body and compared it with the remaining mobile tombstones.

When he smoked, when pulling something out of his bag, he exposed the corner of the cigarette case.

He uses tf's black tube lipstick, and he should be wearing a tiffany bracelet.

He has very fair skin and good maintenance, but he has cocoons on his hands. Looking at the position of the cocoon, it is not something that is typed from the keyboard all the year round, but from a pen, and the two are slightly different.

painter? Designer?

What else is missing?

Tang Cuo recalled carefully, glanced at the many mobile phone tombstones in front of him, and suddenly there was a flash of light-what is the silent mobile phone interface?

When Zan Nan stabbed him from the back with a knife, he happened to be holding a mobile phone and stood at the intersection waiting for a red light. In a stab, he turned back suddenly, and the phone fell off his hand.

At the moment when the screen was broken, Tang Cuo remembered a glimpse of the screensaver of the phone, which was a picture. If the mobile phone tombstones in the Soul Cemetery display real interfaces, then the silent tombstone should display the picture!

Tang Cuo could not see exactly what was on the picture, but knew the general color and feeling. It was a picture of blue and pink intertwined. Tang Cuo could narrow the scope to five tombstones by color alone.

He quickly eliminated the five tombstones one by one until the last one remained.

The light pink sky and the light blue sea covered the entire screen. This is a painting that calms people down. The brushstrokes are soft and the picture is simple but not monotonous.

There is only one memo in the phone, and a modern poem is hidden in the memo.

It is the pen that blooms in despair

It is the flower that resists the inevitable journey

Is the light of love waking up

Illuminate the landscape above zero

Tang Cuo prides himself on being illiterate. He hasn't read any poems except for the textbooks. Of course he doesn't know the source of this poem, but he can understand the general meaning.

Open-minded and optimistic silent, about two different people from his brother.

unfortunately.

With a little regret, Tang Cuo pulled out his sword and chopped off the tombstone reflecting the poetry. With a click, the tombstone shattered, and Tangcuo cut the grave with another sword.

The light appeared at once, and the dust flew, just like the previous two times, a figure with entity appeared in the light.

Tang Cuo was ready to fight, and he waited until the light dissipated. The Sword of Judgment lit up Shenghui, and the sword was severely chopped, but it seemed to have hit a metal object. "Clang!" The Sword of Judgment was firmly held.

At this moment, Tang Cuo saw the boss's face clearly, and his heart was cold.

"My Excellency Warden." Tang Cuo immediately withdrew, the hand holding the sword dropped naturally, and his thumb quietly stroked the nightingale ring on his hand.

He gazed, but the expression on his face was still, looking directly at the person who came out of the light.

"K27216, Tangcuo." Xiao Tong walked out of the cracked coffin without a ring, with a smile on his lips, "We finally met officially."

"The warden nobleman has forgotten things, we have just seen them." Tang Cuo replied.

Xiao Tong looked at him with a calm and self-righteous look, like a hero, and found it fun to ask, "Are you born?"

Tang Cuo understood what he was asking and said blankly, "Maybe."

Xiao Tong smiled, took Wu Wu's hand behind his back, and walked leisurely to Tang Cuo, leaning his head to look at him, "No need to guard against me like this, if I want to harm you, you are dead now. Jin Cheng I should have told you that you have no chance of meeting me."

"So what does the warden want to do?"

"Make a deal with you."