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Xie Xuan carefully observed the information on this cloth strip again. The upper part of the cloth strip has been dyed red, but the end is still fine, with only some dots of red spots. From this point of view, the amount of bleeding of the injured person should be okay - after the cloth was wrapped around the wound several times, the outer layer was not soaked.
Xie Xuan's eyes fell on the end of the cloth strip, and suddenly his pupils shrank sharply, and his right hand holding the cloth strip shook.
"This isYuyou?!"
The tail end of the cloth strip is about one or two millimeters near the tear, and there is a small tear. This habit of tearing things has been with Youyou since she was a child. Of course, there are not many opportunities to tear cloth outside, but there are many opportunities to tear paper. When Yoyo tears things, she likes to tear a small opening first, and then tear from the side.
Except for Youyou, probably no other person has this strange habit. Yoyo she
Xie Xuan checked the surroundings carefully, but saw no more blood dripping, and there was nothing else except grass and soil.
Going east is still a choice that must be made now.
Xie Xuan rushed to the east trace as quickly as possible. Gradually the outline in front of him became clearer. About 20 minutes later, a small village appeared in front of him.
A village? No wonder.
The origin of the Werewolf game is that in a village, everyone is a normal villager during the day, but on the night of every full moon, a human wolf hidden among the villagers transforms into a werewolf and harms the villagers. After so many rounds, it¡¯s only natural that there will be copies with real villages as the map.
¡°It¡¯s better to say that it finally appeared.¡±
Xie Xuan chuckled lightly and arrived near the village. Xie Xuan slowed down and quietly leaned over. However, when he reached the edge of the village, a strange feeling came to his heart again.
¡Wrong.
This is too quiet. It shouldn't be so quiet at this time.
At first glance, the village seems to be a very ordinary village. If there is something unusual about it, it is that the distance between the houses is relatively far, and the houses are not as closely connected as in the villages outside ("It seems that the land here is not valuable." ah"). There is a distance of one or two hundred meters between every two stone houses here, but the houses are more or less intersecting within sight.
There is a small piece of land near each house that can be planted, and there is a small wooden fence on the edge of the land. It cannot stop anyone, but can only be used to divide the boundaries. Looking further into the distance, you can see very common village facilities such as wells and loudspeakers hung on long wooden poles. The earthy land, various stones and weeds, and two or three unknown trees, everything looked like an ordinary village - except that there was no trace of any villagers.
Xie Xuan walked to the nearest house silently, his eyes flashing.
There is a clear relief-shaped '8' on the door.
This is the house of deceased No. 8.
No. 8 was out, and the closed door could no longer be locked. Xie Xuan pushed it gently, and the door creaked open. Although the curtains were drawn in the room, it still did not affect the view of the room during the day.
This is a small house with a very simple structure. The first thing that comes into view is a main hall of more than ten square meters. There is a wooden table, a few stools, and a stone-paved floor in the middle and rear of the main hall. There is an uneaten loaf of bread on the table, as well as some remnants of the bread, a half-drunk bottle of water, and a bottle of water that seems to be empty. Kaifeng water.
On the wall directly opposite the room is an old-fashioned wall clock. The second hand is still clicking, and the time is 7:50. Apart from that, there is nothing else in the living room.
There are two other rooms, one is a bathroom and the other is a single bedroom. The bedroom only has a bed, lights and windows. There are also lights and windows in the bathroom. All the windows have curtains drawn. The quilts in the bedroom are scattered. It is obvious that someone has slept at least initially. It can be seen from the way the quilt was scattered that the owner of the quilt lifted the quilt and got out of bed. There was basically no dust in the bedroom, and there were no other signs of damage or blood.
It seems that No. 8 did not die indoors?
Since this bureau has system protection, it means that No. 8 was not killed by a werewolf at night - if he died in his house at night, others would have no reason to move his body out, and besides, the quilt was pulled away The shape is extremely natural. So he died during the daytime vote? Or was it some other accident? Or No. 8 was killed by a wolf, but he was not in his room when he died? Is there any reason why he would go out at night even if he knew there was danger?
The activity time of the werewolf and the god card in this game is still separate, and there is no?The possibility of being dispatched and bumping into each other at once.
And there is another thing that is concerning. Xie Xuan exited the bedroom and returned to the living room again. His eyes fell on the remaining food on the table and paused for a few seconds.
It didn¡¯t take long to spend in room No. 8. It was less than 7:55 when I came out of the house in No. 8. There are two houses in the left front and right front respectively. The one in the left front is slightly closer, and the one in the right front is A little further. There was also a certain distance between the two houses. Xie Xuan walked to the room on the left.
This time the number on the door is a capital ¡®1¡¯.
Number 1? No. 1 is the surviving player. If No. 1 is in the room, his door should be locked now. Xie Xuan walked over quietly, made a knocking motion with his hand, and slowly approached. When he was about to touch the door, he stopped, then slowly held the door handle, and then pushed it hard.
¡®Creak¡¡¯ The door made a familiar soft sound and opened without any resistance.
The room was quiet, and at first glance it had a similar layout to Room 8.
"It can't really be an 'empty city'" Xie Xuan frowned slightly and reached out to knock twice on the already opened door.
¡®Dang, Dang! ¡¯ There was a crisp echo echoing around.
No one responded.
Xie Xuan entered the room. The entire layout was the same as that of room No. 8. There was a table in the main hall. The difference was that the table was empty - no water or food.
Xie Xuan turned on his phone and took a look at the character status. The dead players were still No. 2, No. 7 and No. 8. The logo of No. 1 was very normal.
Xie Xuan came to the bedroom, and the quilt No. 1 was simply folded. He was a neat person, could he be a girl?
But I can be sure that No. 1 is not Yoyo.
There is nothing else noteworthy about room No. 1, but if the rooms of other living people are like this, then this in itself is the most concerning situation - what makes them leave their homes one after another when there is system protection.
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It¡¯s another day of overtime work, I¡¯ll make up for it tomorrow (+w+£à) Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel who threw [landmine]: ms stayed up all night 2 times;
Thank you to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
10 bottles day and night;
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