Lin Sanjiu felt a chill run down her spine when she heard a loud clang. She almost jumped up from where she stood. The [Ability Polishing Agent] fell to the ground when the shelf disappeared. The silver glow trembled a few times as if it was startled. Then, it rolled away and only stopped when it hit a foot.
The foot was grayish-white without a trace of blood. Its skin was like wrinkled old leather.
The silver glow passed through the ankle and illuminated the pair of withered and skinny legs. Then, it fell behind the person, leaving a long shadow behind. From the neck that was bent at a 90-degree angle, Lin Sanjiu could hear a cracking sound as if the neck bones were trying to stand up.
Lin Sanjiu quickly put away the mirror and turned around. She was holding the [Tornado Whip] in her hand.
"Who's there?" Lin Sanjiu yelled and raised the whip, "Speak!"
The head that was buried in the chest paused for a moment. The neck bones quieted down. Then, the person raised another leg from the side of his body and slowly raised it. Then, he dropped it silently. That person, or that thing, took another step toward Lin Sanjiu.
"Player has discovered the deceased."
The pocket dimension's voice rang out abruptly, echoing through the darkness, "... The deceased's corpse has reappeared."
"What?"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned. She released her Higher Consciousness and pressed it against the [Ability Polishing Agent]. She squinted her eyes and studied the person whose neck was bent at a 90-degree angle.
His dirty white singlet was stained with a large black stain. Now that she looked closer, she could see that it was a stain of old blood. The thing that used to be a human was now only wearing underwear and a pair of boxers. It did not have a coat or pants. The shelf that supported his body was gone, but he was still standing on the ground in a crooked posture. It looked like someone had used a steel wire to pull a dead body up.
Lin Sanjiu's mind lit up. She suddenly realized something, "Could it be … that this is the warehouse keeper?"
"Yes," the pocket dimension answered calmly.
"Why … why is he here?"
"After the player discovers the 'death of the warehouse keeper', the victim's corpse will reappear in the secret room. You are the victim's only hope for many years. Before you unearth the truth of the incident, the corpse will be driven by the desire before death and approach you step by step. "
In other words, it was precisely because she had guessed correctly that she had 'lured' the corpse of the person who had died here countless years ago?
Lin Sanjiu looked up and saw the corpse raising its leg again. She quickly took a few steps back until she was completely out of the light of the [Ability Polishing Agent]. She raised her voice and asked, "What happened next? What will happen if it gets close to me? "
"I can only advise you not to let it happen."
Perhaps it was because it was moving sideways, but even though the curled up corpse walked very strangely, its speed was not fast. It was not difficult to keep a distance from it. Lin Sanjiu let out a sigh of relief and allowed it to take two steps closer to her. She took the opportunity to examine the corpse.
In her speculation, there was only one thing wrong: the remains and the clothes obviously belonged to the same person. Just look at the corpse of the warehouse keeper, who was only wearing his underwear. It was obvious that his coat and pants had been taken off after his death.
Why did he take off the clothes of the deceased?
[Wait, dig out the truth?]
"Pocket Dimension!" Lin Sanjiu shouted immediately, "What do you mean by dig out the truth? Do I have to solve the murder case before I can get out? Isn't this a locked room escape game? "
At that moment, the Pocket Dimension went silent again.
"Hey!" Lin Sanjiu shouted again, but she knew that the Pocket Dimension would not give her a clear answer. After waiting for a few seconds, she cursed in a low voice in the dead silence and hurriedly retreated a few steps to the side.
The murder case that appeared here was definitely related to the Pocket Dimension.
The real problem was, how could she solve the murder case? Even Sherlock Holmes had to rely on analyzing the clues to reconstruct the case, right? But now, forget about the clues, even the scene where the corpse was dumped — or the murder scene — had been reduced to ruins along with the world!
[Where should I start?]
While Lin Sanjiu was deep in thought, the rustling sound lingered in her ears.
The zombie slowly approached her sideways, curling its body into its chest cavity. Under the blurry silver light of the [Ability Polishing Agent], it became a swaying shadow. It moved slowly and persistently. Whenever Lin Sanjiu turned her head, she would see the corpse moving toward her in the dark.
"This is so f * cking uncomfortable," she said as she walked in a circle and walked toward the [Ability Polishing Agent] from the last shelf that was still there. When the corpse first appeared, it kicked the silver bottle. The [Ability Polishing Agent] rolled out of the warehouse and fell into the bushes on the side without a wall.
The thin and long grass that was dyed by the liquid looked like sharp white spears in the dark. Since it did not roll back into the warehouse, it meant that she was still in the pocket dimension.
Lin Sanjiu turned her head and saw that the zombie was still a few dozen steps away from her. Then, she bent down and grabbed the [Ability Polishing Agent].
The silver light blinded her eyes. When she straightened her back, her vision had not adjusted to the contrast between the bright light and the dark. Suddenly, Mrs. Manas screamed, "Someone's there!" Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized that there was a face floating in the silver light in front of her. The light illuminated the face from the bottom to the top, and it was hard to tell whether the face belonged to a person or not.
"Who is it?" After experiencing two scares in such a short period of time, Lin Sanjiu instinctively lashed out with her whip.
The face seemed to be startled as it retreated from the silver light. A strong gust of wind rushed toward the face, but before it could touch the face, it crashed into the warehouse behind her. The pile of junk and trash was blown into the air and scattered all over the floor.
"Even the gust of wind I flung can't get out of the pocket dimension?"
Lin Sanjiu leaped backward, but she did not forget to look back quickly. The zombie was oblivious to her presence. He stepped on a few pieces of glass as he took a step closer to Lin Sanjiu.
When she turned her head again and searched for that face, she could not help but be stunned.
"It's … it's you?" A man's face appeared above a bush in the distance. He seemed to have fallen to the ground out of shock. He looked a little familiar. "You … What's going on here?"
Astonishment washed away the lifelessness in his voice. When his gaze fell on the dead body, he forgot the second half of his sentence. He raised his trembling hand and pointed at something behind Lin Sanjiu. His eyes, which had always been dejected and lifeless, were now wide open.
"Ryuji?"
Lin Sanjiu was even more surprised than him. "Why are you here?"
Ryuji crawled out of the bush and looked at the corpse for a few more times. Then, he took off his mask. As he calmed down from the fright, his face slowly drooped down again, a look of despair slowly creeping up his eyebrows and the corners of his eyes again.
"I had no choice … The owner of the motel chased me out. She insisted that I had something to do with the damage to her motel. She wanted me to compensate her for the damage. She refused to let me stay in the motel anymore. I didn't dare to spend the night in a crowded place, so I decided to spend the night in the wilderness. Is this a pocket dimension? "
Lin Sanjiu had told Dali that she was going to visit her friend.
"Yes. Don't go any further. Be careful, you might not be able to get out," Lin Sanjiu reminded him. She gestured for him to take a detour to the other side of the warehouse. Not only did she have to avoid the corpse that kept walking toward her, but she also had to go back and clean up the trash and miscellaneous items that had been blown away by the wind. Also, if she didn't add the description, the entire warehouse would disappear.
As Ryuji walked, he looked at the warehouse. He tilted his head and frowned. He looked like an old dog that had smelled something new. "Pocket dimension? Here? That can't be right. "
"Why?"
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