"This staircase should lead us to the fourth floor … or somewhere else. In any case, it will lead us forward." Feng Bujue pointed his flashlight upward.
Before the four of them was a spiral staircase that led upward. The staircase was made from stone, and it had a strange shape. From an architectural perspective, this staircase was impossible to build because there was not enough support. However, considering that this was a game, and the setting of the scenario was very unscientific, no one really cared about it …
"Hmm … There are indeed footprints on the staircase." Weighty Words leaned over to look at the staircase.
"And there are only footprints that lead upward …" Hong Hu added.
"Ignoring the fact that they walked backward to return to this floor … the scarecrow and tin man should have gone to the fourth floor and not returned," Qiu Feng said.
Feng Bujue said, "I've circled the entire third floor and calculated the size. This floor is much bigger than the two floors that have lights. Obviously, there is a problem with space. The lack of lighting is probably to cover that up. " He paused. "I believe the leading clue on this floor is the smell. As long as we can smell the scent of the dead bodies, we will be able to find one of the two crime scenes. Then, following the bloody footprints, we will be able to find the other crime scene and the staircase that leads to the fourth floor."
"In other words … you believe that other than these three locations, there are no other clues on this floor?" Hong Hu asked.
"At least that is what I believe. Of course … if we want to explore the middle area of this floor, it is not impossible, but in this kind of environment without light, that will take a lot of time, and we might not find anything." Feng Bujue said. "Currently, we have no idea how many floors there are above us and whether there are any lighting devices on those floors … We should be careful with the flashlight's power."
"I also think there is no need to explore this floor further," Qiu Feng said. Qiu Feng said, "Brother Feng has already scouted the surroundings and found these three locations that can form a complete information chain. If we want to continue scouting, we can only split into two groups since we only have two flashlights. Furthermore, the scouting efficiency of one group is likely to be much slower than Brother Feng's. "
"Seconded," Weighty Words said.
Hong Hu said, "I have no objection, but …" He looked up at the end of the spiral staircase, where there was a rectangular wooden door embedded in the ceiling. "Who is going to open that wooden door? What if there's an axe waiting up there … "
"Just let Qiu Feng use a broom to push it away." Feng Bujue said, "The axe will only hit the broom at most."
"You are so f * cking smart …" Qiu Feng replied. The sentence that sounded like a swear word was not blocked by the system. However, after he finished speaking, he still helplessly led the way up the stairs.
Feng Bujue shrugged and glanced at the other two teammates. The three of them didn't say anything. They just smiled and followed Qiu Feng.
The staircase was not long. After one and a half rounds, Qiu Feng was close to the ceiling. He picked up the broom in his hand and used the end of the broom to push against the wooden door. With a strong push, the wooden door opened with a creak.
Some light shone through the wooden door. Looking up, the fourth floor appeared to be a space with a high ceiling. There was a curved wall near them. Since the light came from the side, it was unclear what the source of the light was.
"Hey … What is this smell?" Qiu Feng stood at the front. Once he opened the wooden door, he was hit by a weird smell.
"Probably another dead body." Feng Bujue stood behind him and replied calmly.
"Then, is it okay for me to go up like this?" Qiu Feng asked.
"It's already a dead body. What is there to be afraid of?" Feng Bujue said.
His words were a matter of opinion. Even though most people in the world were afraid of dead bodies, there were quite a number of people who thought the living were scarier.
After taking a few deep breaths, Qiu Feng leaped forward with all his might. He knew that if there was really an axe waiting to fall from his blind spot, it would be dangerous for him to sneak around. It was better for him to rush up and face the enemy on equal footing.
Feng Bujue, who was following closely behind, had a relaxed expression on his face as he slowly followed behind them. Hong Hu and Weighty Words were blocked behind Brother Jue, so they could only follow him.
After the four reached the fourth floor, they finally saw the situation above the wooden door.
This was the interior of a windmill.
The surrounding walls were made from wood and brick, and they formed a circle. And that light … appeared to be sunlight, and it was shining in through the small window above the windmill.
And that weird smell … came from the scarecrow. On the wall beside the windmill, the four players found its dead body, and its death could not have been more strange.
There was a rusted spear that pierced through the wall from the outside of the windmill and stabbed into the scarecrow that was standing inside the windmill. The scarecrow's dead body hung from the wall like a sausage.
Since the head of the scarecrow was stuffed with the witch's brain, and the spear had pierced through its head, the brain matter had splattered all over the scarecrow.
"Where should I start?" Qiu Feng said as he looked at this.
"We'll know once we go out and take a look," Feng Bujue said as he walked to the door of the windmill and prepared to push it open.
His teammates didn't stop him either. They just followed behind him as they walked out.
Outside the windmill was a space that looked like a stage.
The fourth floor was about the same size as the first floor. The ceiling was about ten meters high, but there were no pillars around it. On the ceiling, there were blue sky and white clouds … On the four walls far away, other than the same sky and clouds, there were also green mountains and rivers.
At the corner between the ceiling and the two walls, there was a 'sun' that was hanging from four steel wires. The diameter of the thing was about three meters. It looked like it was made from paper, but for some reason, it was glowing. The light that it gave off was no different from real sunlight. When it shone on one's body, one would feel warm.
"Each floor is more interesting than the last," Weighty Words said with a sigh.
Feng Bujue walked half a circle around the windmill and saw the truth behind the scarecrow's death. "Humph … I knew it was him."
The other three also turned to look. They saw … outside the windmill, the lower half of the spear that killed the scarecrow was still hanging in midair, but the 'knight' who used the spear to ambush was already dead on the ground.
The dead man was wearing a standard medieval knight's armor, and his head had been chopped off along with the helmet. The wound on his neck was clean, and it looked like it was the work of an axe.
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