The Midnight Owl

11/23, Guizhou.

When stepping into the purple vortex, the ears of the five little friends echoed the paid information provided by Mr. Fan.

[11/23, the owl will send you into a crime scene during the Republic of China period, most of which are murders, and occasionally there are strange things, strange talks and other miscellaneous items, but the changes are inseparable from it-set aside the mist and find the truth. 】

To understand the mystery, these four words are heard in the ears of friends, which is equivalent to “reward level”. There is Wu Sheng, who walks the puzzle line, they just want to be pessimistic, and they ca n’t stop the flowers blooming in their hearts, and then look closer, each petal is a roll, and it is all “checkmark”, 100 points .

With such a smile in the hands of the winners, the friends’ vision became clear again.

Pure white room, sense of future technology, space capsule.

Five little friends: “…”

The exact same scene gives the five people the illusion of going back in time, as if returning to the **** in 9/23, the dark grid will pop up in the next second.

“Click–“

Very good, it really popped up.

Chi Yingxue’s face was heavier than the dark grid. Obviously, this facility did not carry any good memories.

The faces of the other four partners are not much better. This is the Republic of China? Is this a solution? Is this a puzzle? If Fan Yebai did not come up with a luxury set of “seven days without reason to quickly refund a holiday and pay ten,” they would definitely go to the endless Haifengren and brush bad reviews!

[Owl: Welcome to the troubled Republic! 】

As soon as the seller’s belly was slandered, the prompt in his ear washed away the grievances for Mr. Fan.

The five of them stunned and immediately listened carefully.

[Owl: The rules are very simple. The dark grid No. 1 picks up the task, completes the task, and submits the papers; the dark grid Nos. 2-5 ensure that they survive to the dark grid No. 1. In the process, if they meet each other, the dark grid No. 2-5 can assist the dark grid No. 1 to hand in the paper. Remember, one, each person can only use stationery once, and then it is invalid; two, if any one of the five people dies, it is regarded as a failure to hand in the paper. 】

[Owl: You have three minutes to choose the dark grid, and the countdown starts. 】

The five partners looked at each other. Obviously, this level has been updated in form, and it is probably the latest thing, so Mr. Fan did not follow up in time. But the core is still the mystery of the Republic of China.

According to the rules of the level, the No. 1 dark grid is the absolute main force of this level.

Eight eyes fell on Wu Sheng, almost without any hesitation.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, Wu Junshi does not shirk, but there are still things to tell: “The rules say ‘if you meet’, it means that the five of us will be separated; ‘Ensure that we are alive’, which means that No. 2-5 will encounter danger; So unless conditions permit, you should not come to me and ensure your own safety is the first priority. “

Xu Wang nodded for the three partners: “Understood.”

I understand it, but the chaos in the Republic of China and the treacherous circumstances, how can they let their military divisions go alone!

…

The White Mansion, Fifth Avenue, Tianjin, Republic of China.

“Mr. Bai, I dare not say that the money is a reward, so you take a drink and drink tea. Once you find my brother, Xue has a big thank you!”

This is a young man with a loyal face, a burly figure, and a gentle and elegant Chinese gown, which makes him wear a brave spirit. He pointed at Fang Bai, who was sitting on the sofa, clenched his fists, sincere tone, clang.

The owner of the residence, Mr. Bai, is a modern and handsome young man with meticulously combed hair, gold-rimmed glasses on the nose bridge, and a Western-style dress. He and the visiting client of the surname Xue are incompatible with the style of painting, as if they are the new world and the old world. .

“Mr. Xue is assured that I have taken over this matter.”

Mr. Bai listened to the “Case Statement” for more than ten minutes. During this period, he quietly thoughtfully, making Xue Qingshan very nervous. At this moment, he finally spoke, without any nonsense, it was a neat “I took it.” To Xue Qingshan, it seemed like a burst of sweetness.

“Then there is Mr. Law!” Xue Qingshan expressed gratitude and gratitude, as if he was not giving money to the other party, but the other party was giving him money.

Mr. Bai smiled, although he had not started work, but it did not prevent him from accepting the gratitude advanced by Party A.

After sending away Xue Qingshan, Mr. Bai returned to the study and looked at several “investigation notes” piled on various books and desk cases, inexplicably envying “Party B” of the Republic of China. In this chaotic world, as long as you have the real ability, you can be angry. If this ability is clear to the sky, then no one will dare to say “hiring” you, but say “please”, no matter how much money others give.

Mr. Bai, a “young detective” with a solid family background, set up the Bai Mansion on the most prosperous five avenues, specializing in all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous cases. Not making money is a hobby. Unexpectedly, he made a reputation. When he first came to this master Xue Xue, he came here admiringly, holding money enough for any detective to pursue the danger, but he just wanted to find someone-his brother, Du Jinnian, who was missing.

But at the moment, Mr. Bai is not really Mr. Bai.

In his body is the soul of Wu Junshi.

Wu Sheng has done everything, but this time it turned out to be the soul-wearing model. He blamed the dark grid for being so similar to the 9/23, so that he took it for granted that it was the same as last time. Although it was consciousness breaking through, it was still his own appearance.

This is good, he became someone else, and those four partners must also look and have different identities. Even if I walked head-to-head on the street, it was estimated that I met each other.

Wu Sheng thought, and raised his arm again.

He entered the dark cell No. 1 and was the only task executor in this time.

And now, no, it should be said that when Xue Qingshan arrived, his mission was promulgated–

: Accept the commission of Xue Qingshan and find Du Jinnian.

…

Hangjia Temple, Tianjin, Republic of China.

Before Xu Wang opened his eyes, he smelled the incense, quiet and solemn, which made people unconsciously calm down.

This was the only moment of calm in his night.

Then he opened his eyes, saw the world, saw the monk in the courtyard, saw the monk he was wearing, and in the reflection of the lotus pond, saw his own, although his lips were red and white, his eyes were smart, but he was completely strange. Teenager face.

His heart was surging, and the waves crashed on the shore, and he was stunned and dizzy.

Until a slightly older monk came to reprimand him: “What are you still doing, go away.”

Xu Wang asked stupidly, “Where do I go?”

During the speaking room, the courtyard gradually became deserted-the monks who had just been in the courtyard had already gone out one after another. On this street that had just fallen into the night, it was like a team of spiritual practice.

“Cheng family.” The monk said as he pushed him out of the door. “The old man of the Cheng family passed away. He will take three tomorrow and he will do things.”

Xu Wang dazed: “Take three?”

“In the past three days, the deceased ascended to Wangwang Township, Wangwang Township. At this time, he chanted the scriptures to let him know that his family had waited for him for three days. One side. When the master releases the flame, then you can follow the brethren to recite the scriptures. “

Xu Wang: “…”

What is the flame mouth! His knowledge system is a blank area in this piece!

“Go quickly–” Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, the monk slammed his back.

Xu Wang staggered to the door, gritted his teeth, and trot to keep up with the team of monks in front.

On the bright side, thinking of being a monk in the chaotic world of the Republic of China has at least no risk of life. There is a ray of incense in the monastery, and he has a mouthful of rice. .

The sky was completely dark, and the air was getting colder at the tip of the moon.

Xu Wang looked up at the moon and looked at it, then the moon became Wu Sheng’s face.

He said in his heart, you have to turn around quickly, this hairless night is too cold.

…

Cheng family, Tianjin, Republic of China.

It was late at night, and the white candle was still burning in the shed. In the daytime, the filial sons and grandchildren were crying. At this time, there were only a few men guarding them. They were all young and middle-aged. They were neatly dressed but plain, and their skin was mostly tanned.

Qian Ai is among them.

As soon as I opened my eyes, there was a shed in front of me, and then a small wind blew and the candlelight swayed, shining on the paper-clad virgins, horses, cattle and sheep. It was more exciting than drinking wind oil.

The fateful thing is that he still feels that he and the two boys and girls have met each other, and somehow feels that the two paper men are looking at him, and this feeling ca n’t be erased, how can he shake his head left and right, the original Turning around, they felt that the two pairs of eyes followed him.

The man next to the square face was sleepy, and when he saw him uncomfortably uncomfortable, he grumbled doubtfully: “Why? Ghost upper body.”

Before waiting for Qian Ai to speak, the other round-faced person was not happy, and his eyes were full of desire to survive: “Brother, this kind of joke is not good to say at this time …”

Qian Ai just wanted to give a round of praise.

Speaking of the upper body of the ghost in Lingtang, are you desperate for too long!

Fang face was stunned, and then looked at this hall, white candle, paper people, and said nothing.

But it was too late, and he also began to feel that Zhizhan was watching him, so he embarked on Qian Ai’s old road–swinging his head from side to side, turning around in place.

…

Cheng’s back garden, outside the courtyard wall.

“Master? Haven’t you thought about changing course?” A fifteen-six young man handed the eight-claw hook attached to the rope to the middle-aged man next to him.

“What should I change?” The middle-aged man threw the eight-claw hook on the wall and dragged it, and the rope was firm and straight.

“Just … don’t be a thief.” The young and middle-aged men, dressed in black, covered their heads in Baotou, so that they couldn’t even recognize their mother.

“Improper thief? I drank the north wind?” The middle-aged man jumped up, his posture was very light, he walked up the wall along the rope, moved to the side, and leaned over the wall so as not to attract attention, and then rushed down Urge, “Come up.”

The teenager could not persuade him, so he had to grab the rope and climb up a little bit.

The middle-aged man waited half a day and found that the apprentice only climbed halfway, speechless: “Tip up, lift your breath, step a little bit, and use your strength … not to let you swing!”

The middle-aged man has always been calm and able to suppress his temper, but it really hurts his head tonight. My apprentice didn’t know what evil was involved, even if he was noisy all the way, he was persuaded to persuade him to correct the evil, and now he couldn’t even turn over a wall. What’s the use of such a broken apprentice!

“Have you taught me what I taught you?” The middle-aged man could not bear it any longer, and reached down to stop him.

The boy finally climbed up the wall by the rope and the drag of Master.

The moon and black winds were high, and the master and apprentice successfully entered the Cheng family.

In recent days, the Cheng family has been doing errands, dealing with people, and paying attention to funeral matters. It is suitable for “snorkeling into the night with the wind, and stealing quietly.”

Kuang Jinxin’s soul was worn, and the soul was worn on a thief apprentice. He has lived for twenty-three years in the law, and is slipping a little bit into the abyss of crime.

…

Republic of China, Tianjin, Nanshi (three regardless of the zone).

“Brother, it’s your turn.” As soon as Chi Yingxue opened his eyes, he saw someone hand him a sign.

There are six picks left in the sign.

He looked around quickly, a simple, sweaty shack, a group of young men with a slick but dignified face, which looked like an illegal base.

“Pull.” The man holding the sign urged him.

Chi Yingxue was inexplicable, just raised his hand to draw, and suddenly found that it was wrong. Although this hand is also very good-looking, it is not his own.

He touched his hair again, pinched his face, took off his clothes and looked at his chest. Sure enough, this was another person’s body.

“Well?” The sign was almost on his face, “Hurry up!”

Chi Yingxue was blindfolded and pulled out one—the bottom of the sign, red.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Everyone in the room seemed relieved, but his face was still stretched heavily.

“Brother, admit it.” The man lowered the sign and patted his shoulder with a sigh.

Chi Yingxue frowned, and issued the first question after waking up: “What is your fate?”

The man frowned, deeper than Chi Yingxue, and his voice sank: “It is this rule to draw black and red signs, and it depends on your destiny, do you want to recognize it?”

Chi Yingxue watched him quietly for a moment, and decided that he still could not grieve himself: “If you don’t recognize it, please tell me first. Who am I? Where am I? Why do I draw? What happens when I get a red lot?”

A house of young people: “…”

The face holding the sign was almost white, and when the sign fell, he ignored him and pushed the door straight out: “Nine Lord, red checked out, cat five.”

Chi Yingxue: “…”

Is this a signature? Action name? Gang name?

“Cat five, don’t forget to hate the brothers.” Two pairs of left and right hands, one pair grabbed one of his arms, and he hadn’t waited for him to react. There was someone coming behind him, binding his hands firmly behind his back.

Oh, Cat Five is his name here, it’s … Nothing is more ugly than that.

Clothes are also ugly.

Chi Yingxue lowered his head to look at himself, and then looked up at a house of “demons and ghosts”. His mind had a good vision of the style of the Republic of China, and there was no scum left.

The man holding the sign returned to the house, followed by a very well-dressed man. Around forty years old, he has a long figure, a long robe and a gown, which is stable and retro, with a delicate buckle and a pattern on the cuffs. His face is very handsome, and his years hardly discount his handsomeness, but the years are still in his eyebrows, and there is a condensed killing gas, his eyes are sharp, with a trace of hard to detect.

As soon as he entered, his eyes fell on Chi Yingxue.

“Is there anything you need to mention, feel free to go on the road after the mention, the family members don’t have to worry, they will be taken care of by themselves.” The man’s voice was cold, even in such a gentle tone, he still listened to the coolness of his back.

A house of gangsters, he is also the master of bullying the city on weekdays, facing the nine lords, he dare not raise his eyes, nor dare to show the atmosphere.

Chi Yingxue felt nothing.

Wu Sheng said that the owl allowed No. 2-5 to survive, indicating that he would definitely encounter danger. Now that he comes in, he will be sent to the road, which is in line with the storyline of the checkpoint and has no problems.

“I mentioned it, can you agree?” He asked with suspicion and no respect in his attitude.

The face of the house was blue and scared.

Nine Lord smiled slightly, and was very kind: “Anything but life.”

Chi Yingxue nodded and decided to trust him once: “Who am I? Where am I? Why do I draw? What happens when I get a red lot?”

“…” The question of Lianzhu Cannon puzzled Jiu Ye.

“Answer the question, this is my request.” Chi Yingxue made a supplementary explanation with self-confidence.

Jiuye: “…”

A house of lumps: “…”

Take the one with the sign: “Nine Lord, he may have been scared by the red sign, and his brain is not good …”

Jiuye raised his hand.

Shut up immediately with the sign.

Jiuye pondered for a moment, and answered one by one: “Your name is Cat Five. We are the people of the Fushou Society. The Fushou will kill the people of the Haigang. Now the Haigang comes to the door and wants us to die. The old rules, draw black and red signs, draw If you get a red sign, you will have to fight for the gang. Are there any other questions? “

Chi Yingxue has been watching him for a long time, and finally said sincerely: “Your clothes look good, can you get me a suit too?”