In other words, an event connects the entire nightmare.

"And if the man who fell from the building connects the playground and the man who walked into the mist in series, then this series is a bit too stiff."

Mu Jiashi nodded slowly: "The clues in this nightmare are scattered and disorderly."

Fei answered tacitly: "But in the nightmare, there must be a core event that led to this nightmare-leading to the fear of the nightmare's owner."

"...After all," said the bald head, "who is the owner of this nightmare?"

The taskers looked at each other.

Fei murmured, "Is that the man? He collects food day after day but he is still hungry; is it a survivor in the playground? He may be afraid of the end and the ruins; is..." She suddenly said, "Is that the man who fell?"

Wu Jian's eyes widened: "Is that... the owner of the nightmare?"

The collector smiled playfully: "It's not impossible. Moreover, his death did not lead to the restart of the nightmare. It just happened to be verified. Is he really a problem?"

He said weakly, "Perhaps it was just a plot kill..."

The rest of the taskers glanced at him at the same time.

Wu Jian immediately closed his mouth.

Mu Jiashi pondered for a moment, and then said: "What if... is a book?"

When he said this, he thought of the book Lino returned to Xu Beijin; what he thought of was the blood-stained paper and a pen on the cover of that book; what he thought of was that day , At a corner of the narrow building, I met the residents of the narrow building who was holding a pen in his hand.

He said: "In this nightmare, the words we write will become garbled, but there is a bookstore with countless books-what about those books?"

The collector was the first to react and asked in surprise and interest: "You mean we are in a book?!"

Mu Jiashi shook his head: "No. I just think this should be a clue."

The bald head was not interested in paying attention to these bells and whistles. He said, "Then go to the bookstore."

After a few minutes, the taskers came to the bookstore.

Mu Jiashi stepped forward and said to Xu Beijin who was sitting behind the counter of the bookstore: "Boss, let's find a book. A book that can be read clearly."

He observed the pale-skinned man and found that there seemed to be a slight smile on his lips.

... is he laughing? Why?

Mu Jiashi wondered in surprise. He once again doubted whether his impression of Xu Beijin could really be applied to the man in the nightmare.

…Actually, Xu Beijin is just for the cleverness of the taskers, and he always feels comforted.

He felt that with an almost amiable expression, he was very pleased when he looked at the task person who was sent to the door in front of him. However, in the eyes of the taskers, Xu Beijin at this moment is almost like a demon who saw the prey sent to the door.

Although there is indeed a common point of "sent to the door".

His expression made Mu Jiashi almost think that he had found the wrong clue.

"Book?"

Xu Beijin repeated the word in a low voice.

Then he gave a sudden laugh.

His slender, pale, beautifully-lined right hand was placed on the counter, his index finger was placed on the book, and he lightly nodded.