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Chapter 295 What a cunning alien spirit!
Bai Qiong's brow twitched: "Someone has already caught the ghost?"

Gu Mian replied, "Of course, but how did you manage to call my cell phone?"

Bai Qiong knew this wasn't the time to waste, so she concisely recounted how she got the key and went to the underground warehouse.

He then said urgently, "Now that the ghost has become a real ghost, I'll inform the others first. Goodbye."

“Wait a minute,” Gu Mian said, “when you say it, add that this ghost can teleport and even knows everyone’s location.”

Bai Qiong was slightly taken aback, but instead of asking how he knew such a thing, she agreed: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Soon others will learn the truth about this instance, and panic will spread among all the surviving players.

It's only 10:40 now, and there's still one hour and twenty minutes left before this terrifying instance ends.

This one hour and twenty minutes will be a nightmare for all the remaining players. What was originally a safe and uneventful dungeon will turn into a real nightmare, and all they can do is run away.

In the quiet night, Bai Qiong's voice wasn't quiet, so the fat man who was standing next to her heard it clearly.

The fat man hesitated for a moment and said, "Doctor, if we follow Bai Qiong's advice, this instance actually gave us clues from the beginning. It's meant to let players find out that the ghost can switch identities with the player by searching for clues."

They even left a phone in the final underground warehouse that could call everyone's cell phones, ensuring that everyone could be notified immediately if the truth was discovered.

“That’s right. If we follow the procedure, we should first look for clues and then discover the truth,” Gu Mian nodded.

The fat man pursed his lips and said timidly, "But doctor, I don't think I've seen you get any clues..."

It could even be said that the truth of the copy was deduced entirely from scratch.

"That's really awesome," the fat man thought to himself.

Gu Mian was unaware that the fat man was secretly praising him; he was still deep in thought.

In this instance, the Ghost, as a survivor, is at a significant disadvantage.

But it still managed to turn the tide.

"The doctor and the ghost are really awesome..." the fat man's voice came from the side again, "But doctor, don't you think our teammates this time are all pretty smart?"

They are indeed quite clever.

The normal progression for clearing a dungeon is "find clues → discover the truth → devise a strategy".

However, in this instance, someone, without any clues whatsoever, deduced that the ghost was controlled by the hunter, although this deduction ultimately went astray...

The players they were matched with this time were significantly more intelligent than those they had been matched with in the previous matches.

However, being too clever for one's own good can backfire.

If all the players entering this instance were people with negative IQs who would just scream and yell when they encountered ghosts, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

The two had now gone up to another floor.

Gu Mian was pushing open a door in front of her.

The moment the door was pushed open even a crack, a blast of cold air rushed in, as if the window in the room were open.

When the door was fully pushed open, Gu Mian discovered that the window in the room was indeed leaking air—there were shards of glass all over the floor, and a large, menacing hole in the window.

The howling wind squeezed into the dilapidated house.

Fortunately, a figure stood in front of the broken window, shielding them from some of the cold wind.

A soft light streamed in from the window, casting a faint glow on the silhouette of the person standing there, and even the glasses perched on their noses reflected the light from outside.

"Brother Chu!" The fat man recognized the person and walked forward.

But after taking only a few steps, he felt a familiar sensation under his feet. When he was a child, the fat man had accidentally stepped on a dead rat in a dark room, and the sensation under his feet now was similar to that of the dead rat.

As the fat man stopped walking, Gu Mian also looked down at the ground.

It was Ji Bieli who was strangled to death.

Due to lack of oxygen, his entire face turned bluish-purple, his long tongue hung limply out, and the eerie whites of his eyes were particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

She was looking at herself.

The fat man's expression changed abruptly, and he took several steps back before regaining his footing.

The place where Ji Bieli fell was completely dark, so when they entered the room they only saw Chu Changge by the window and did not see Ji Bieli at their feet.

Gu Mian squatted down and glanced at what was wrapped around her neck; it was an earphone.

At this moment, the fat man raised his head and looked at Chu Changge with a questioning gaze, seemingly very confused as to why Chu Changge would be in the same room with a corpse.

Chu Changge took a few steps and came to the corpse: "This office building is located in the city center and is quite tall. I originally wanted to observe the city from up there, but I didn't expect someone to have the same idea as me. When I came to this room, she was already a corpse. It doesn't look like she was killed by a ghost."

Gu Mian said knowingly, "A ghost wouldn't strangle someone with headphones unless it's bored out of its mind. Besides, the red spider lily killed by the ghost had no external injuries, which doesn't seem like the ghost's method."

Chu Changge's glasses reflected a glint of light: "After observing here for a while, I've guessed that Ghost belongs to the Survivors faction and is dedicated to deceiving players into becoming Hunters. You all know that, right?"

Gu Mian nodded.

Chu Changge continued, "It seems that the ghost has now gotten what it wanted. As you all know, because the dungeon initially imposed great restrictions on the ghost, its abilities were also ridiculously strong. If the ghost had remained unable to kill people, it would have been fine, but now this dungeon is probably about to become hell."

The ability to move and know the exact location of each player is enough to unilaterally slaughter all the escapees in the dungeon.

It seems that some survivors have already begun to die.

The factions of survivors and hunters are not entirely fixed. Bai Qiong should have already informed all the surviving players of the current situation, which will cause the survivors to frantically hunt down the hunters in an attempt to switch identities.

Now, even walking down the street, you might be pounced on by an oncoming survivor.

Not long ago, the survivors were trembling with fear of the hunters...

Gu Mian patted her jacket: "So we need to hurry."

As he spoke, he stood up, walked past Ji Bieli, and headed outside.

The fat man quickly stood up and followed: "Doctor, do you want to find the murderer?"

"I'm looking for a ghost," Gu Mian glanced at him, "What kind of murderer am I looking for? I'm not Conan..."

The murderer clearly had a purpose in doing this.

The killer may reappear and commit murder, but as long as it's not aimed at me, it has nothing to do with me.

Gu Mian was well aware that now was not the time to play "detective time".

Now is a great time to catch ghosts!
As he walked forward, he said to the fat man beside him, "Didn't you say you were going to investigate the reason for my abnormal data? I think even if we catch the culprit, he won't be able to explain it clearly, right? It's more practical to catch the ghost in this instance. It seems pretty smart to me."

The fat man watched helplessly as Gu Mian revealed an expression of "opportunity knocks but once," and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

You're so awesome, so worldly. Everyone else is rushing to run away, but you're just going up there trying to strangle someone.

Meanwhile, Jiu Ming, who had just received Bai Qiong's call, had already fled in terror to hide among the supermarket warehouse shelves.

He followed the clues on the receipt and searched the supermarket for a long time, but couldn't find anything. Just when he was completely broke, he received a call from Bai Qiong.

Nine Lives, after receiving the call, was gritting his teeth among the shelves: "Damn it, what a cunning devil; and it can teleport, and it even knows the location of each player, is it just bragging?"

(End of this chapter)