Illiterate at the beginning: She dominates the infinite flow by force

Chapter 9 Team Invitation Rejected
Although Han Luoyun looked innocent, she was born and died on the battlefield, and she took life and death very lightly.

"My elder brother will avenge me, so I don't hate it now. Instead, I think it's good to be alive." Han Luoyun laughed.

Ji Ling also smiled, but did not continue to ask.

Han Luoyun's family, especially her elder brother, gave her enough confidence and raised her to be very magnanimous. Ji Ling was very envious, and it was what she had always longed for.

After chatting, looking for clues, Han Luoyun suddenly saw a plastic basin under Xu Yuewen's bed, which was unburned clothes.

"Look, is this clothes Xu Yuewen's token? It was burned." Han Luoyun took out the basin.

"There is nothing else destroyed in this room, it seems that it is indeed a keepsake." Feng Yanhao took a look: "It's a pink sweater."

"Sweater?" Han Luoyun found that he still needed to add a lot of modern things, and felt that the game was still too modern.

"I have one in my room. It's very similar to this one. It's white." Ji Ling had been to her room before, checked it out, and knew something about the clothes.

"I haven't returned to the room yet, I'll go and have a look later." Han Luoyun thought for a while and said, "It would be strange if everyone had this dress."

"So not everyone has your token?" Ji Ling immediately grasped the point.

Han Luoyun smiled: "Even if I tell you, are you sure you can get it?"

Ji Ling also laughed: "If you don't try, how will you know you won't get it?"

Han Luoyun smiled and said to go to Qian Zhou's room to see, Feng Yanhao went out with her.

Ji Ling also wanted to go out, but Bai Jian Baihong stopped him: "So, what is your token?"

"Why don't you call me sister?" Ji Ling looked at her carefully.

"Not everyone deserves me to be called my sister." Jian Baihong replied with a smile, not at all weak, but full of aura.

"Coincidentally, not everyone deserves to know what my token is." Ji Ling left after leaving a word.

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When a few people arrived at Qianzhou's room, they found Chu Mochen was still there, and Han Luoyun asked directly, "Did you find it again?"

Chu Mochen looked up at Han Luoyun, then pointed to Qian Zhou: "His token is a handkerchief."

"Ok?"

Chu Mochen pointed to the corner of the table, and found a burnt corner of the blue check handkerchief.

"Ah, this..." Jian Baihong shrank nervously behind Han Luoyun.

"It's okay." Han Luoyun comforted Jian Baihong, and then said to Chu Mochen, "Why are you standing at the gate of Qianzhou?"

"I'm next door to him, and I felt a crash, so come and have a look." Chu Mochen remained emotionless, and answered questions indifferently.

"The murderer should have been there at the time, otherwise why did you burn the handkerchief?" Han Luoyun looked at Feng Yanhao: "But the few of us were together at that time, it should be able to prove that, except..."

Han Luoyun glanced at Chu Mochen who was the only one who was not present, and coughed twice. Just now, she swore that there was not enough evidence.

"If you burn the token, don't you die immediately?" Chu Mochen asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Han Luoyun didn't quite understand, how could it be like this?
"We know too little about the token. We still need to look for other clues to see if there are any hints." Feng Yanhao agreed with what Chu Mochen said.

"In this case, Chu Mochen, do you want to come with us? Form a team and analyze quickly." Han Luoyun asked seriously, and she learned that Chu Mochen's identity was the only one among the 10 players who was different Yes, he is an investment boss, and the others are actors, so I feel that there may be something different about Chu Mochen.

But I didn't expect that the rejection came so quickly.

(End of this chapter)