Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1680: She loves to get into trouble

Remember in one second【】

Ever since joining this tour group, Lin Jiu has cursed her countless times in her heart. In addition to venting anger, swearing certainly doesn't solve any problem - for example, now, no matter how active her internal monologue is, she is still a dead person on the outside.

"Wow, the dungeon has chosen her as the victim," Feng Maomao sighed, "Miss Tour Guide, you were right to add her. So many things happened to her."

The other faces that gathered around him with great interest nodded their heads up and down in agreement.

"The dungeon moves really fast," another team member responded, "As soon as we finished eating, someone died. What next? Should we sort out the clues and solve the case?"

Even though she "died", Lin Jiu can still hear, see, and think clearly - her eyes were wide open when she "died", so her sight was not affected at all - her " "Death" was obviously an effect caused by the dungeon, but it was a pity that she didn't realize until she was dead that the square hall was part of the dungeon.

She now understands everything: "Eating" is definitely a necessary step to activate the dungeon. The dungeon will start as soon as the meal is finished. No wonder this tour group specially ordered a lunch at this place that is not a restaurant.

The more Lin Jiu thought about it, the angrier he became.

Do these people from the Twelve Worlds have some kind of mental illness? Isn’t it satisfying enough to escape death in the outside world? I have never seen anyone take the initiative to spend money to find **** to eat!

"Her face is so ugly, and there is foam at the corner of her mouth. She must be poisoned, right?" A male evolutionist with a gentle look squatted down next to Lin Jiu and looked down at her, with a long face in front of her eyes. Get the boss. "In this way, the way of poisoning is limited to two places. One is the bread she brought herself, and it is almost impossible to poison it. The other is the thick soup, but we all ate it."

Some members of the group had doubts, and Feng Maomao immediately explained to those who didn't see how Lin Jiu dipped bread into the bottom of the basin with a circle of soup - obviously death would not stop her from continuing to be embarrassed, and even more It doesn't prevent her from regretting it: if she hadn't taken that trip just now, the person lying on the ground now might be a member of the tour group.

"I need to remind everyone," the tour guide interrupted in time and said: "This is the copy of 'Lightning Case Solving'. The case is not complicated. Everyone only has ten minutes to uncover the truth. A new copy will be released in ten minutes. content."

Ten minutes?

The dead person on the ground was suddenly worried: What if these people can't solve the mystery, what will she do as a dead person?

"If we haven't guessed the answer..." Feng Maomao asked Lin Jiu what was in his heart.

"Then the victim will really die," the tour guide still looked cordial and cheerful. She didn't care about the mood of the dead person on the ground at all, and then explained: "Of course, you don't need to panic? I am very concerned about this copy. Are you familiar with the style and paragraphs? Are you considered an expert in cracking it? No lives will be lost. When the time limit is approaching, I will tell you the correct answer."

The members didn’t look panicked at all. Even with the tour guide's guarantee, Lin Jiu was not at ease - wasn't the tour guide a stranger she just met today? What's the use of her guarantee?

"Oh? The dungeon started to give clues and purposes?" The male member stood up, looked in another direction where Lin Jiu couldn't turn his head, and said, "Please find out the way to poison...Huh? It turns out that's not the case. To find the murderer."

"The first clue? The deceased did not have any tableware. Please carefully recall the behavior of the deceased when eating bread..." Feng Maomao frowned and thought for a while, then looked back at the dining table.

On the dining table covered with white tablecloth, there are six sets of messy cups and plates; cups, plates, crumpled napkins and some food residues are placed on six placemats. Only the one temporarily added at the serving port There was an empty seat in front of me.

"The second clue? The deceased was a temporary person? There was neither her meal nor her seat on the table."

"The first clue is that the deceased took out compressed bread, and the front and back sizes were very different..." the male member muttered, "I didn't pay attention to what her bread looked like."

The victim herself was also thinking - she had forgotten where she bought the compressed bread. When compressed, it was only the size of chewing gum. After unpacking, it popped out soft, round and as big as a football. A piece of bread? Enough for two or three ordinary people.

However, because evolution requires much more energy than ordinary people, it is not much for Lin Jiu; in fact, a whole piece of bread as big as a football has now entered the stomach of a dead person.

"Are there any other clues?" Someone asked, "Everyone of us ate the thick soup she ate, and we didn't die. Does that mean the problem really lies in the bread?"

"But how could someone poison the bread she took out from herself?" someone asked.

"Could it be that the poison settled at the bottom of the pot and didn't have time to melt, so we didn't eat it and she absorbed the poison with the bread?"

"No, even if it is like this, the pot will be empty after ladling out, and there should be poison in the last one or two bowls anyway." Another group member sitting close to him retorted.

Seeing that everyone was discussing her unfortunate death in full swing, Lin Jiu couldn't say a word and was about to die of suffocation. She was most aware of what she had just done, and now she fully understood the method of "poisoning". She suffered from the fact that dead people cannot speak, so she could only patiently listen to people's guesses.

During the heated discussion, Feng Maomao walked away from Lin Jiu's sight thoughtfully - a dead person cannot turn his head. She could only guess from the footsteps of the other party that Feng Maomao seemed to have walked back to the dining table. .

"It's been five minutes," the tour guide reminded.

"Miss Tour Guide," one looks at

^0^Remember in one second【】

The plain-looking gray-haired woman~IndoMTL.com~ stood far away in the corner of Lin Jiu's field of vision and suddenly asked: "I have a special item that can cause the subject's mind to react after I ask a question. , projected out like a projection, forming a picture. Can I use it on the victim? She is actually not dead yet and has a clear mind, right?"

"Yes," the tour guide hesitated and said, "If it's for clues, you can try——"

Before she even had time to say the second word "try", she suddenly broke off.

Just when Lin Jiu felt a little strange, she stuttered again.

"Eh? You...who are you?"

The square hall suddenly fell into a dead silence. Only the tour guide’s voice was trembling slightly, like spider silk in the wind.

"I, I don't remember, there is... you in our group."

Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^