Following Lin Guoyun's death, the rain was the first to stop.
The darkness of the night gradually faded, like black coffee being diluted by water. Bit by bit, it finally turned into a gray haze. The Hong Kong streets, the 1980s background, the square old cars, all of them dissipated like fog, disappearing from sight.
After the game ended, Lin Sanjiu found herself standing in a square room made of gray cement.
The room was only about ten square meters in size. Lin Sanjiu wondered, "Did all the running, escaping, and fighting happen in this small room?" The room was dim. If the door in front of her wasn't wide open, exposing the sky and the desert outside, she would have been in complete darkness. There wasn't a single light in the room.
In this kind of light, the cement room looked empty at first glance. However, when she looked around, she suddenly saw a human figure lying in a dark corner. She didn't know how long he had been lying there, but he didn't move. She was shocked. She and the potato brothers weren't the only guests in the room.
Lin Sanjiu suppressed her shock and took a closer look. She realized that it was a young male corpse that she had never seen before. Other than the livor mortis spots all over his body, he had a refined and handsome appearance. However, the way he died was unbearable. His clothes and pants were torn, revealing a large portion of his pale, naked body. There was a bloodstain on his lower body. A leather rope was tied around his neck. It seemed like he was strangled during the process of being humiliated.
Lin Sanjiu quickly averted her gaze. She could feel her stomach churning. Even though she didn't know this person, she couldn't help the rage in her veins. She felt as if there was something stuck in her chest. She wanted nothing more than to burn this pocket dimension down.
She didn't want to think about what had happened to him. If she wasn't mistaken, he must be the young posthuman that the old gatekeeper mentioned. However, Lin Sanjiu had never seen him before. She also didn't know which killer killed him. Be it Jack the Ripper or the Rainy Night Butcher, none of them had the habit of torturing their male victims.
"The tunnel is closed."
Just when Lin Sanjiu was filled with doubts, the potato brothers' voice rang out. Lin Sanjiu immediately turned around. The elder brother, who had almost fainted, had regained his composure. He did not seem to care much about the people and corpses around him. He just felt around the cement wall and said, "It seems that I was right. This space does have a mezzanine structure —"
The younger brother squatted down next to him and knocked on the wall for a while before asking, "Where are the monitors we buried earlier? Why can't I find it? "
"I can't find them either. I suspect they retreated with the London and Hong Kong scenarios. This is somewhat unexpected … I think this definitely means that there is a mezzanine space here. "
"Will it still send back data?"
"We'll only know when we get back."
Once the pocket dimension was over, the two of them acted as if they were possessed. They did not even spare a glance at Lin Sanjiu. They did not even care if she was going to stay or leave. They just knocked on the concrete building and checked every corner. Lin Sanjiu retreated to the door as quietly as possible and eavesdropped on their conversation.
"Why did the scenarios in London and Hong Kong connect this time?" The younger brother squatted on the ground as if he had sunk into some kind of melancholy. "Didn't we only try to connect Wisconsin and Illinois?"
"Maybe if we destroy the connection point between the two mezzanine spaces, it will cause a chain reaction." The elder brother looked around. When his gaze met Lin Sanjiu, he looked away indifferently. It was as if she had lost her value after the pocket dimension was over. It did not matter whether she was here or not. "From the looks of it, we did clear the two scenarios. I'm curious. Since we managed to connect the two scenarios, how did that girl escape from Wisconsin alone? "
"Yeah. Logically speaking, once we connected the scenario, she should have entered the scary clown scenario in Elinoa, just like us. Even if the Skinning Killer was caught, she shouldn't have been able to escape. " The younger brother rubbed his chin and thought for a while. "Maybe the mezzanine that separates the two spaces wasn't completely destroyed. Even though the three of us entered Elinoa, she was still in Wisconsin …"
Their conversation involved a large number of complicated and unfamiliar terms and details. Even though Lin Sanjiu was listening attentively, the huge amount of information flowed out of her ears like a stream of water. She couldn't even memorize them, let alone understand them. However, from the details that she managed to capture, she could vaguely feel that a few pieces of a jigsaw puzzle had formed in her mind, and it seemed that she would be able to piece together a complete picture very soon.
When the brothers fell silent and seemed to be thinking about something, Lin Sanjiu took the opportunity to walk out of the door.
The wind blew the yellow sand against her skin. Through the white fog above her head, the sunlight was so bright that she could not open her eyes. She came out from the same bungalow, but it was obvious that the location of the bungalow had changed. It was no longer the location where Lin Sanjiu first encountered the pocket dimension. She looked around and realized that she was now at the edge of the desert. She could vaguely see the silhouette of a forest on the horizon in front of her.
The old gatekeeper did not change. He stood at the entrance with his hands clasped behind his back. He even greeted Lin Sanjiu, "Is it over? Was it fun? "
The next second, Lin Sanjiu grabbed him by the collar and threw him to the ground with a loud thud.
"F * ck you," Lin Sanjiu's every word was like a nail hammering into the old man's dry face. "Tell me, what's going on? Didn't you gather four posthumans a long time ago? "
From the conversation between the brothers, Lin Sanjiu could deduce that they had been in this pocket dimension for quite some time. They had experienced the history of the four serial killers: The Skinned Killer from Wisconsin, The Creepy Clown from Illinois, Jack the Ripper from London, and The Rainy Night Butcher from Hong Kong.
The potato brothers wouldn't have been able to enter the pocket dimension if there weren't four posthumans. Hence, there were four posthumans in this pocket dimension. Other than the brothers, there were two posthumans, one male and one female. The man was dead, and he died a horrible death. The girl escaped from the "Skinned Killer from Wisconsin" alone. Even though the Skinned Killer from Wisconsin was caught, the game didn't end because of the potato brothers' tricks. They brought the remaining three posthumans into the next segment.
"Hey, hey, don't hit me," the old man quickly rolled away and raised his arms to protect his face. "What's wrong with you? I'm not lying to you. There were four posthumans in the previous game … I don't know why, but after the 'Skinned Killer' ended, only one posthuman came out. I think the remaining three posthumans must want to join the next game. That's why they called you in … "
"How many pieces of serial killer history are there in this round of the game?"
"How many more can there be? One is enough! After all, it's just a game experience. It's not dangerous — "
He didn't seem to know that the potato brothers had already connected the different killer's history. After the "Skinned Killer" experience was over, the remaining three players had already entered the next segment. Naturally, they wouldn't come out with the girl. Lin Sanjiu scoffed and said coldly, "When you collect the corpse, tell the corpse that it's not dangerous."
Unexpectedly, the old man sat up and defended himself, "Even though someone died this time, the game itself isn't dangerous. There's no direct relationship between the players and the killers —"
"That's true."
Just when Lin Sanjiu was about to say something, the potato brothers' voice rang out from behind her. Their voices were very similar. Lin Sanjiu didn't recognize the younger brother until she turned around. He stared at Lin Sanjiu with his round eyes as he walked over with the elder brother. "The dead man you saw happened to know who the 'Horrendous Clown' is, so he wanted to report the case. However, we couldn't let the game end just yet, so we tricked him to the location of the killer. That's how he died. "
Lin Sanjiu felt a chill run down her spine. Before she could react, the younger brother turned to the old man and said, "We still want to join the next game. What should we do now?"
"That's easy. We just need two more players and the game will start." The old man stood up and patted the dust off his face happily. Pocket Dimension creatures could only repeat the same thing in their own orbit, so they probably didn't even know that the Pocket Dimension had been destroyed.
"What do you guys want?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't hold back her anger any longer when she saw them walking toward the door. At the same time, she held the [Tape Recorder] card in her hand.
The potato brothers ignored her.
"The ticket is the same as last time. Please give me two white items, and you can go in and wait," the old man said as he rubbed his hands.
"Again?" The elder brother was surprised. He asked the younger brother, "Do you still have any white items with you?"
"I only have socks," the younger brother replied. He immediately sat on the ground and took off one of his shoes and socks.
The old man didn't seem to want to take the two hot socks with his own hands. He turned around and took out a box from the other side of the door. He opened the box. Just as he was about to say, "Just leave it here —", he saw a blur in front of him, followed by a loud thud. He was so shocked that he took two steps back. Only then did he realize what had happened.
The two brothers seemed to have lost control of their bodies. They fell to the ground like two wooden poles. Other than blinking their eyes once or twice, they couldn't even open their mouths to speak.
The old man turned his head again. Lin Sanjiu was standing not far away from him. She was holding a tape recorder in her hand. The volume of the tape recorder was set to a low level. It seemed like the tape recorder had just said something, but Lin Sanjiu turned it off.
The hot wind blew across the desert. For a moment, it was so quiet that only the rustling of the yellow sand could be heard.
Even Lin Sanjiu did not expect that she could hit "God" so easily.
She took a deep breath and took two steps forward. She quickly took out two ropes from her card. The duration of the effects of the [Pygmalion Choker] depended on her Potential Value. She didn't know how long she could trap God with her Potential Value, so she had to make the best use of her time.
Lin Sanjiu walked over with the ropes and shot a glance at the old man. The old man was hugging the box. Both his mouth and the lid of the box were wide open, as if he was too shocked to react.
Just as she was about to tell him to go back to what he was doing, she lowered her head and glanced at the box. She froze.
There were all kinds of white items in the box. They were obviously the tickets she had collected since the start of the pocket dimension. The white towel with the hotel's name on it was also there. However, that wasn't the only one.
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