Chapter 291 Let Me Go

Zheng Xun didn't look good since he discovered that the account book in his hand was actually a list of names.

In order to verify his idea, he followed Xiao Huo and the others to the third store.

This store is a convenience store, but the shelves inside are empty, and there is still only a leather-bound accounting book on the cashier.

This time it was Huo Ziyan who went to open the ledger.

"Huh?" Xiao Huo discovered the problem when he came up. "The customer surnames recorded in the accounting books of the three stores are all the same?"

Others gathered around.

In another time and space, Zheng Xun was quickly browsing the above content.

He turned to the end first.

11:55, Shen Guanyu, spending 10 yuan.

11:55, Huo Ziyan, spent 15 yuan.

11:55, Meng Lian, spent 20 yuan.

Still three names.

Why are there only three people.

Why, there's no name for him.

This was the first thing that Zheng Xun thought of.

Second, judging from the three existing account books, why do the times in front of other people's names change, but only Shen, Huo, and Meng have no changes.

11:55, does this time have any special significance?

Zheng Xun straightened out the timeline a little, starting from when they entered this dungeon.

When they arrived, it was less than 10 o'clock.

That day should be December 31st.

On December 31st, from 10:00 to 22:00, they experienced their first non-business hours.

From 22:00 on December 31st to 10:00 on January 1st, it is the first business hour.

January 1st from 10:00 to 22:00 is the second non-business hour.

From 22:00 on January 1st to 10:00 on January 2nd, it is the second business hour.

Now they were in the second business hour. Zheng Xun glanced at the time, it was nine ten.

But you still have to make sure that Xiao Huo's time is consistent with yours.

There was a quartz clock hanging in the convenience store, but Zheng Xun was worried that what he saw was inconsistent with what Xiao Huo and the others saw.

Scratching your head.

He began to think of ways to move around. Finally, it was discovered that Shen Guanyu lit up his bracelet, probably to check the time, and then put his arm down again.

Zheng Xun immediately ran to his side and leaned over to look at the bracelet on his wrist.

Ten past nine.

Fortunately, the time on his side was synchronized.

Otherwise, it still has to be calculated.

It seems like it’s about to enter non-business hours again.

Be quick.

The time on the ledger is January 2, which is consistent with the date they are currently on, but I don't know if it is the same year.

January 2, 11:55...does this time have any special meaning?

Zheng Xun covered his head and thought hard.

These are not found in simulations and are new discoveries.

While he was studying these clues hard, several people in another dimension also made discoveries.

"Huh? Is there something on the ground over there?"

Meng Lian's words attracted the attention of several others.

The three of them looked in the direction of her finger.

It was dark in the depths of the restaurant, with only the smashed window on the ceiling letting in a little moonlight.

A tiny bit of moonlight, instead of illuminating this space, made everything shrouded by it even more hazy.

Those overturned square wooden tables and dining chairs with broken legs were like abandoned actors, arranging their movements alone, waiting for the stage curtain to open.

In the middle, there is a flat table with more than ten dining chairs stacked on it. The three bottom chairs are placed against each other to form a more stable base. Further up, it was almost impossible to see complete wooden chairs, but some "wrecks" kept piling up until the top chair was tilted, as if it was about to touch the cold moonlight.

An actor permanently fixed in the moment.

Gray-blue tones flow everywhere.

Huo Ziyan and others immediately felt that they were like audiences who had come from afar to watch this show.

"Ah, right here!"

Meng Lian's voice called the others' attention back. She pointed under the wooden table in the center.

Tick ​​tock…

Tick ​​tock…

There seemed to be some liquid there, very thick, dripping down the corner of the table.

"Is it...blood?"

Huo Ziyan frowned, not sure.

He glanced at Zheng Xun, but he didn't even find him at first glance.

"Zheng Xun?"

"Well, I'm here."

Zheng Xun, who was in another dimension, and "Zheng Xun" who was about one meter behind Huo Ziyan spoke at the same time.

After Zheng Xun responded, he suddenly realized that Huo Ziyan couldn't hear him at all.

Thinking that Huo Ziyan hadn't discovered that the "Zheng Xun" outside was fake after so long, Zheng Xun angrily took out the inflatable hammer and hit Xiao Huo several times.

Xiao Huo was hit several times in vain without any awareness.

He turned around and came face to face with Zheng Xun, who was holding a hammer.

But his eyes were cast behind him.

"Zheng Xun" stood in the shadows, holding his inflatable hammer in one hand, raising his head slightly, staring at the tall wooden chair with his eyes.

His eyes were narrowed, with fascination and appreciation in his eyes, as if he was looking at something through the artistic "sculpture".

After Huo Ziyan called him twice, "Zheng Xun" looked away, blinked, and got out of that infatuated state.

"What's wrong, Xiao Huo?"

His change at this moment did not escape Huo Ziyan's eyes.

That look was chilling.

"This, this is..."

When Huo Ziyan called "Zheng Xun" back to his senses, Meng Lian and Shen Guanyu had already come to the bottom of the "sculpture".

Meng Lian squatted down, stretched out her arms, and reached under the table.

After groping for a while, she took out a bloody black bracelet from it.

The strap of the bracelet was printed with the Yinxue emblem, which was already stained with blood for a large part.

Meng Lian's hands trembled slightly, and accidentally, the bracelet fell to the ground again.

When she tried to pick it up again, someone bent down and helped her.

Meng Lian's face was pale, and she turned around. It was Shen Guanyu.

Shen Guanyu picked up the bracelet and wiped the blood covering the dial with his thumb.

The screen showed Pei Minghuan's avatar.

The avatar was grayish white, indicating that the player was dead.

When Meng Lian saw the gray avatar, she couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands, her eyes widened, and soon, tears appeared in her eyes.

Shen Guanyu had no extra expression, he tried to unlock Pei Minghuan's bracelet.

Generally speaking, when the player dies and the bracelet is not seriously damaged, the bracelet lock is automatically unlocked.

But which applications are permanently locked can be set by the player himself.

Almost all the contents of Pei Minghuan's bracelet are locked, and only the recorder that comes with the system can be used.

This recorder will record the player's experience and status. In other words, they can use this thing to see what happened in the last moment before Pei Minghuan's death.

Shen Guanyu opened it, and there were several video files in it.

He directly clicked on the last one and played it out loud, and Pei Minghuan's screams immediately filled the entire space.

"Let me go--"