Several gaped scissors fell on the ground.

She didn't plan to touch them again, she sullenly opened her windbreaker to count how many of them were left, ready to pay a suitable price so that the guy would be reimbursed.

She is not polite at all.

On the other side, under the pressure of working with the left, they succeeded in binding the empty ghost into a zongzi with a steel wire rope piled up in the corner.

The long barbed nails were cut off all at once, and the faceless monster had to try to scratch upwards with his bare fingers, which of course didn't help.

But its strength is really not small, and the attacker Geng Qinghe had to put the weight of his whole body up to restrain the opponent's actions. He stood up and wiped his sweat out of breath.

"That'll be fine?"

He asked a little worried: "No more protective measures or something?"

The skull said "um": "It's okay."

"The paw is the last means of attack." It said, "In fact, the real way of movement of this race is to perform dimensional jumps. The ghosts are free to travel to any world, but like I said, what kind of mess should those guys use? It was forcibly trapped in this building..."

As he said, it sighed quietly.

"If it weren't for this," Skull said melancholy, "I should let it take it to other worlds, or I can find it myself—"

Lin You: "...ah."

Almost--

The skull keenly caught this sound.

"Don't tell me you almost forgot!"

It complained angrily: "It's OK to help me find a body!"

"You haven't mentioned it again," Lin You shrugged, "I remember you said that if the bones were nearby, you would feel it. I didn't say it for so long, I thought you had forgotten it."

The skull is speechless for a while.

"This... not easy to say."

It tangled.

"I felt a little bit after I came here, but vaguely said that it was not good..."

How to find this?

Lin You took a deep breath, and was about to say something. When she turned her head, she saw the girl with the rift freely, leaning against the guy who seemed to be the best offender.

"Am I beautiful?" she asked.

Lin You: "..."

This actually brought the knife to the friendly army.

Geng Qinghe: "..."

Damn it.

The girl's dress is too discerning. He knew that if the answer was not good, he would be cut off, so he immediately looked at Linyou with eagerness.

"Meimeimei." Lin You said without feeling that her shoulder was being gripped by someone. She pushed the former to a place where no one was there. "It's OK, just ask whoever doesn't catch it."

The rift girl gave her a vicious look from the corner of her eye.

If it weren't for the trouble, she would have used these scissors-

Lin You: "Huh?"

The slit girl silently put on the half-taken mask again.

"Huh," she sneered with no confidence, "don't call me next time if you have the ability."

What's more, what about the scissors, her own original is destroyed, as long as she finds a chance, she must retaliate—

"It's okay," Lin You never used to threaten people. She could see through the little Jiujiu in the other party's heart, and said with a smile, "Then you want to have a cup of tea with 096? It misses you a lot."

"do not you remember?"

Seeing the girl with a blank look, she kindly reminded: "It's the one that is more than two meters high, especially white. You still saw the face. When you saw the face, she screamed and wanted to chase you away—— "

Gap Girl: ".................."

you are vicious! !

"Didn't I see it on the way to help you?!" Her face darkened with every adjective, and she almost squeezed out her back teeth, "If I have a three-fold, two short-terms, it is a work injury! Work injury!"

"Well, it's all work-related injuries, reimbursements and bonuses. Which scissors do you like?"

Seeing that the rip girl became submissive, Gu Heng smiled back there, "I knew it" with a concise face, Luo Jing, who had encountered such a scene for the first time, couldn't help but be stunned.

As for Geng Qinghe, he took a breath.

"Sister Yu, I thought so before." He said in awe, "Sure enough, by comparison, you are really warm to your teammates like a spring breeze."

Lin You: "..."

Don't you think there is something wrong with this?

"Okay, don't delay here anymore." She said, "Hurry up and find out if there is any clue when the time that trapped that guy has passed."

With that being said, she very much doubted how much handle these cultists would leave, and it is not easy for those who can climb to the top.

Everyone returned to their senses, and even Worm, who behaved very dumbly, stepped forward. At the end, Lin Youzhu stopped the person walking in front of her.

"Hey," she waved with a smile, "Would you like to chat?"

*

"What did you two just say?"

After entering the room, Jian Mingjia, who noticed her movement early in the morning, leaned in quietly. She looked at Lin You, and then at Gu Heng who walked near the bookshelf by the wall, and asked suspiciously in a whisper.

"No." Lin You said lightly, "I just asked him if he has anything to tell me, anything, such as what I don't think is right—"

Jian Mingjia: "Huh?"

Does this have to avoid what people say?

"He said no, nothing."

She thoughtfully said, "Well, then the conversation is over."

Jian Mingjia looked at her up and down, always feeling that the length of the conversation was not proportional to the time, and Gu Heng's expression looked a little subtle and weird.

She was still entangled in whether or not to delve into it, but she didn't expect Lin You to take the first step to change the subject.

"You've been looking through it for a while," she asked, "have you found anything?"

According to Luo Jing, this 30-square-meter abandoned hall was the place where the people held their meetings.

It also looks like that the scattered tables and chairs have traces of newly used. They are not as dusty as elsewhere, and a lot of paper materials are scattered on the ground.

"How can it be."

Jian Mingjia sighed.

"Don't say it's meeting minutes," she said, "I don't even have a notepad. If I want to say anything about it—"

She lifted her chin in one direction.

Lin You looked over.

There is a small painting hanging there.

The picture looks like a very ordinary landscape, and the scenery outlined by the paint is colorful. Green hills and green waters, river valleys stretch, and the woods on the banks are large and dense green. The only strange thing is the "people" standing in the foreground.

Maybe it shouldn't be described as "person", this is just a gray-black human silhouette.

The contour-like silhouette seemed to be covered with a light gray veil, and the head was turned away, so that he could not be seen. It is obviously a painting that looks like a graffiti with a letter pen at first glance, but it makes people faintly feel that it is weird and unconsciously begins to worry.

"Youyou?" Jian Mingjia poked her, "Linyou?"

Lin You suddenly recovered.

"Just it?" she asked, pointing to the painting.

"Ok……"

Jian Mingjia looked at the few people who still wanted to find other clues but found nothing, "The only discovery."

"It's okay." The skull said at this moment.

"Do you know what is on this painting?"

It asked and replied: "It's Tavel."

"One of the incarnations of Yogg Sotos is relatively more kind to humans, at least we know who we are dealing with."

"But it's weird," Jian Mingjia waved a wad of paper, "except that this is all waste paper, and there are no key clues left. How do you know what they are going to do next?"

Lin You: "In general, isn't it too clean?"

……Ok?

Jian Mingjia looked at her.

"The rally being broken into may have aroused their vigilance, and hurriedly packed up their things and abandoned this stronghold." Lin You put his chin on, "It stands to reason that things are thrown in such a mess, and there will always be two important things-but nothing ."

"It's not so much a retreat in a panic, don't you think it's more like deliberately collecting the useless and throwing it on the ground?"

Jian Mingjia's face is a bit ugly, "You mean...?"

Lin You said "um".

"I want us to have the illusion that they are evacuating hastily, but in fact—"

She grabbed the back of a chair and said, "This is the same, the angle is not right at all, no one can sit in."

"It looks like a person sitting at the table hurriedly fled, but it was actually after getting up that the chair was specially arranged like this."

——And light bulbs.

She stretched out her hand and touched the lamp that knocked over on the table.

Warm.

The weather can’t say how cool it is, but a strange heat permeates it, which may have something to do with the mystery club here. Although the hotter it is, the harder it is to cool down, but it is estimated that the time is always the same.

"No more than twenty minutes ago," Lin You said, "There are still people in this conference hall."

Concise Jia: "..."

by.

Wouldn't it be--

Suddenly she heard footsteps approaching from the corner outside the door, and more than one person.

...A complete trap.

It's just that the people are okay. If the group of guys send some monsters, it might be a bit difficult. Of course, as long as Lin You is there, there is no need to worry too much, they have just fully seen Luo Jing's fighting ability, but...

"More than this, right?"

"How do they know that we will definitely come here again," Jian Mingjia thought the more things went wrong, and she was taken aback, "Could it be that someone is whispering--"

The hordes of footsteps were getting closer and closer, and her voice ended with a hooded figure appearing at the door one after another. No, more precisely, not because of this. Jian Mingjia's expression froze, and a word "letter" stuck her throat firmly, unable to speak.

She stared at Lin You.

On the other side, Geng Qinghe also exclaimed in shock, "Sister Pomelo——?!"

Lin You lowered his head.

In the gradually blurred vision, accompanied by a tingling pain, she saw the blade penetrate her body, revealing a bit of the blade with a cold light.

The blade is very delicate, with a sharp triangle.

Then it disappeared.

"Yes."

In front of the group of believers at the door, Gu Heng drew out the beak-shaped dagger and allowed blood to soak into the hieroglyphs carved on it.

He tightened his fingers, "I did it."