Chapter 8 (1/2)

At that time, Feng Yulan didn't understand that this little note was almost the turning point of his whole life. No matter what he lost or got, he couldn't struggle out of this endless reincarnation. It was sad from the beginning to the end.

Luo Jian bought porridge for Feng Yulan. She hurried to the hospital, staring at a LAN's mouthful of food. Finally, she patted each other on the shoulder and said, ”I have a lot of things to do in my company. I'll see you after work. And I've informed the police. I'll have the police come to record your statement later. Please call me if you have any questions... ”

Luo Jian talks about a lot, fengyulan only cares about the chicken pecking at the rice. Then, Luo Jian stood up and ready to leave, and then remembered what kind of a glance at the note on the bedside table, he did not look at it, reached for it and put it into his pocket. Gu and Lanfeng forgot to sign on the paper.

The days that followed were very peaceful. Ah Lan was not attacked again. According to the police, the wanton criminal didn't seem to have a definite target. He was almost arbitrary. Whoever he caught would be killed. It would be bad luck for you if he was not killed. The murderer would not attack you again.

During this period of time, people in this no small city were in a panic. The masses accused the police of doing bad things and failed to bring the murderer to justice for a long time. On the Internet, these cases of wanton murders continued to get hotter and hotter. Some remarks like ”murder gate” appeared.

But none of this has anything to do with Jane. He counted the time. Today is the tenth day. If there is no accident, he will be dragged into the strange chamber tonight.

This is undoubtedly a stressful thing. Luo Jian went home from work early this morning and sat in the room. He turned on the computer and looked at the web page aimlessly. In fact, he didn't even know what he was looking at. He carefully recalled all the details of his first escape from the secret room.

”According to B, the first level of novice is very simple, but in order to prevent accidents, the secret room will specially prepare various props to improve the survival probability of players. For example, I'll be a little more vigilant. When I meet the murderer, if I have the gun in my hand, I'll give him a shot on the forehead. Maybe the situation will be totally different. ”

Luo Jian thought in confusion. In fact, he knew that even if he had a gun in his hand, he would not have fired. He did not have the courage. No matter whether the murderer was alive or dead at that time, he did not have the courage to open up the evil link.

”Don't be afraid of Jane. You'll die if you're so timid.” Luo Jian said to herself, a pale face sitting in front of the computer, still holding the mouse in her hand, but she did not move. He tried to divert his attention from the secret room. He tried to think that Feng Yulan, who is still recovering in the hospital, also went to see the boy today. He still looks heartless.

The hands of the clock were so fast that the sky outside was completely dark. Luo Jian gritted her teeth, went to the bathroom to wash her face, put her saber in her arms, and then lay down on the bed. B said that the things in the secret room can't be brought back to the reality. Similarly, the real things can't be brought into the secret room (except for the clothes on her body, but the things in her pocket are not allowed). However, this saber is an exception. No matter where luojian puts it, as long as she enters the secret room, it will appear on her.

Therefore, according to common sense, there is no need for Luo Jian to sleep with a knife. However, Luo Jian was still very afraid. She had to take something to balance her mind. But he was still tossing and turning, and he couldn't sleep. He kept thinking about when he would enter the secret room. Then, for some reason, a vague sense of sleepiness came up, and then he thought, and he fell asleep.

It seems to have a dream again.

Luo Jian often had this dream, in which there was a man who could not see his face clearly talking to him.

Boring dreams.

Luo Jian opened her eyes in a trance. What she saw at first was the boundless night sky, with several shining stars hanging on the curtain of the night, emitting mysterious colors. Luo Jian felt a little stiff, and he felt the moist wind blowing on his face, accompanied by a smell of salty wet sea.

Then Luo Jian sat up and suddenly found herself in a On the boat!

A very, very old ship, the kind of large sailing ship that only existed in the 17th and 18th century. Its wooden deck was sunken in many places and lacked a few corners. There were wooden railings along the side of the ship, which turned black and moldy. It was towering and upright. It seemed that it could fall down at once.