Chapter 1186 Physiognomist

"You have indeed made progress in being able to see through the disguises of these ghosts. Jiang Cheng pretended to be very sincere in praising the fat man, looking into his eyes, waiting for the flaws that might be revealed.

The fat man's face was embarrassed when he heard it. He looked around and found that no one was paying attention here, so he lowered his voice, "Doctor, it's not what you think. It's all... It's just a coincidence. "

Jiang Cheng became interested and motioned him to continue.

After organizing his words, the fat man sighed. His experience was similar to Jiang Cheng's. He also woke up in a cell in the basement of the Roman Hotel. After waking up, he met teammates he knew.

But unlike Jiang Cheng, the fat man not only did not see that there was something wrong with these people, but on the contrary, he got along well with them, was moved to tears, and felt that this was a sure thing.

After they got the key, they went to find a room, but when they passed the mirror at the corner of the stairs, the fat man who was singing with Jiang Cheng Du Moyu didn't pay attention to his feet. He slipped and fell towards the mirror.

Just when the fat man thought he was going to smash the mirror and be scratched by the fragments, a strange sound The feeling came, and the mirror surface actually broke like water, and when he opened his eyes again, he had passed through the mirror and came to another world.

This world is also the Roman Hotel, but it is a hotel after a fire, and the surrounding wooden structures have been burned beyond recognition.

Before he could be afraid, through the mirror, the scene in front of him almost made him collapse. The teammates such as Jiang Cheng and Du Moyu in the mirror had completely changed, and turned into burnt black corpses.

Until now, the fat man couldn't figure out when his teammates were replaced.

If someone else told him this, Jiang Cheng would never believe it, it was too ridiculous, but the fat man was different. Jiang Cheng recalled his heaven-defying luck and couldn't tell the truth for a while.

"Are you the first to wake up?" Jiang Cheng changed the subject.

The fat man shook his head and whispered, with some weirdness in his tone, "No, I was the second one, and the person sitting there... was the first one. "

Following the fat man's line of sight, Jiang Cheng looked at the long wooden table. There were three people sitting around the wooden table. The light from the kerosene lamp made the faces of the three people flicker.

A middle-aged man wearing a gray cloth gown and gold-rimmed glasses.

An old man wearing a white training suit and with white hair and beard.

Next to the old man, there was a young girl. The girl was about 14 or 15 years old. She was wearing a retro Lolita-style court dress, white high socks, and a pair of double-toed black leather shoes.

The first impression was that she was a well-behaved lolita, but this set of tricks was completely useless for an old man like Jiang Cheng. After all, no one knew whether it was black inside before cutting it open.

What was even more strange was that the girl's left eye was not sure whether it was injured or had a physiological defect. She was covered with a piece of black cloth, and her appearance was a little like the one-eyed pirate in the movie.

The sight lingered on the middle-aged man in the long gown, the old man in the white training suit, and the lolita girl with an eye mask. To be honest, Jiang Cheng couldn't see through these three people.

"Which one of the three is it? "Jiang Cheng asked softly.

"That girl, the girl with the eye mask." The fat man answered.

The fat man was able to pass through the illusion completely by luck. As for why this girl was faster than the fat man, Jiang Cheng couldn't guess. If it was also luck, it would be fine. If it was something else... Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes and showed a trace of vigilance, it was worth thinking about.

During this period of time, more people woke up one after another. Because everyone was an experienced veteran, there was no panic. The atmosphere of silence was spreading, and everyone was seizing the time to think.

Finally, someone sighed, "No need to wait any longer, it's just us." It was a man in a security uniform, with dark skin and fine stubble.

After hearing this, someone walked over to those who were still lying on the ground, squatted down, tried one by one, and finally stood up slowly, "No breathing, they are dead. "

There are 6 bodies on the ground, which means that the illusion of the Roman Hotel eliminated 6 companions.

Now there are only 12 people left.

One-third of the people were eliminated directly in the first round, and the difficulties behind can be imagined.

A neatly dressed man in a suit and tie stood up, looked around, and said in a gentle tone: "No offense, everyone, how about we get to know each other."

No one paid attention to him, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. The man was neither anxious nor angry, and his attitude became more humble. "Since no one objects, let me start with me. My name is Zhang Shiwei, and I work in a pharmaceutical company."

"Li Bai, a surgeon." The woman who fed Jiang Cheng water nodded. She was very conspicuous in her white coat.

"Li Shanru. "The flat-headed woman said casually without even looking at this place.

The flat-headed woman had a pale complexion, and it was impossible to tell her gender without speaking. She spoke very aggressively and even confronted him. Jiang Cheng had a deep impression of this person.

Zhang Shiwei nodded and reminded with a smile: "Miss Shanru, please tell me about your profession. If it is convenient, it may be helpful in the next task."

Li Shanru raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Shiwei with interest, "I work in a funeral home. Have you heard of a mortician? I am responsible for stitching up corpses and closing the eyes of corpses that cannot close their eyes."

Zhang Shiwei's face was embarrassed for a moment, and he didn't say anything else.

"He Ping." The man in security uniform nodded and said calmly, "I work as an internal security guard in a private bank."

The voice came from not far away. The middle-aged man in a gray gown was looking at the long wooden table. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle and full of oppression.

After feeling everyone's distant gaze, He Ping's face sank. After a while, he raised his head and said, "You are right. I used to be a private bodyguard overseas. In a war-torn place, some conflicts are inevitable to protect my clients."

The middle-aged man in the gray gown showed a strange expression when he heard it. Just when everyone thought that there would be a conflict next, the man in the gown retracted his gaze and said indifferently: "Luo Tianhe, I am a fortune teller."

As soon as the name came out, someone reacted violently, "Are you Luo Tianhe?"

Luo Tianhe did not react.

Jiang Cheng secretly remembered this name. It seems that his feeling is not wrong. The three people sitting around the long wooden table are indeed not simple. What he wants to hear most now is about the identity of the loli girl.

For that girl, Jiang Cheng always has an indescribable feeling. Her existence makes him very uncomfortable. Although the girl turned sideways and turned her back to him, he just felt like he was being watched.