Almost at the same time, the figure on the other side of the window also made an exact gesture.

Wujiu conveys the meaning of who you are.

What I gave back to Wujiu meant is who you are.

Wujiu felt it was very strange, so he took a step back and prepared to look for Bai Wu as soon as possible.

But outside the window, beside the corresponding window of another building, the figure also took a step back, as if he was looking for something.

The alert Wujiu suddenly realized that the other party's actions were extremely synchronized with him.

So Wujiu suddenly stopped and waved.

The other party also made a wave, as if it was the shadow of Wujiu.

Wujiu was slightly stunned and said loudly:

"White Mist, is it you?"

"My name is not Baiwu."

The other party responded quickly, but the sound did not come from the opposite side. At least it gave Wujiu a feeling that the sound seemed to be coming from a very close place.

Wujiu decided to get closer, and he stuck his head out of the window. At the same time, the figure in the villa opposite also stuck his head out of the window.

Although the captain was very brave, his heartbeat was still accelerating.

In the darkness, he still couldn't see the person clearly, but he had a premonition that what he saw... was a reflection.

Can't see clearly.

Unless you go to that villa.

Wujiu decided to leave, but the moment he was about to turn around, the pictures in the two windows were finally no longer as symmetrical as reflections.

In the room of another villa, Wujiu saw another tall figure, holding a chainsaw and standing behind the man who was like his movements.

He was eager to save people, Wujiu shouted:

"Dangerous! Behind you!"

"Dangerous! Behind you!"

Two sounds sounded at the same time, and Wujiu heard it this time, and it came from the opposite side.

He was shocked suddenly and looked back. A middle-aged man was holding a chainsaw and looking at him with a ferocious face.

"My name is not Baiwu."

The last thing Wujiu heard was the middle-aged man's words and the sound of the window suddenly closing.

...

...

There are still five minutes left before twelve o'clock.

Bai Wu was not sure if everyone had similar experiences in the other rooms.

When a person is afraid, rational, extremely afraid, and extremely rational, his performance is completely different, and the corresponding feedback given by the environment is also different.

Bai Wu thought that he might have found the most clues. For example, in the TV program, he was actually reporting on some things before the Doomsday Migration in the Food City area.

This is likely to be a luxury manor just outside the suburbs of the Food City.

The hostess is very good at cooking. She should be a very famous female chef and a beautiful chef.

Men are responsible for the food trading.

They have a daughter.

And... they have a boat ticket.

Whether the boat ticket will still be in the manor is still unknown.

He is still missing some clues.

"At present, I can't get both clues from closing windows and opening windows... I'm a damn archive to collect obsessive-compulsive disorder..."

Bai Wu discovered it, and it seemed that it corresponded to some mystery.

At least after I closed the window, the atmosphere in the room changed instantly, and there was some force trying to prevent myself from opening the window.

But he couldn't say why all this was.

Although extreme sanity can obtain the most information, some information needs to be triggered under appropriate fear environments.

It was like Bai Wu had no desire to open the door at all, but the other people, except Wu Jiu, were so scared that they wanted to escape.

All the situations in the house you see as much as possible can be restored to the maximum extent.

Bai Wu finally closed the window for the TV show, so he did not see the scene of the chainsaw man, otherwise his reasoning would have been deeper.

"Since I entered this manor, I have never seen anything abnormal... but this is an abnormality in itself."

Obviously, when I saw the manor gate, the feedback from the Eye of Prell was problematic, but after entering the manor gate, Bai Wu had never seen anything unusual.

The sound insulation effect is so good that it explodes, as if people suddenly enter the window of a different dimension.

A TV set that can broadcast TV programs seven hundred years ago and occasionally plays a female face and pranks.

All this was normal. Bai Wu even remembered something. When he went to the kitchen, he saw the refrigerator, and there was nothing unusual.

This is the weirdest thing.

"If the Eye of Prell fails, it should not be possible to pop up the notes, but this did not happen. That means one thing..."

Bai Wu opened her eyes wide:

"These things are indeed normal. The source of abnormality is not these props, but other things."

"What the hell is it? Hiss... It would be great if there were cameras. If you could see the dynamics in other rooms, I might be able to infer what happened here and what is the secret of this manor today."

"Why don't you go out and take a look? Maybe you can get some clues from the dog."

Bai Wu did whatever she wanted and decisively opened the door.

Although the purpose of opening the door is different from other people and their moods are different, the subsequent reaction triggered by the action of opening the door is the same.

"Huh, what are the spatial rules?"

The outside of the door is naturally not a corridor, but a scene that is exactly the same as the room you are in.

Baiwu found it very interesting.

"Will this thing trigger a fixed trigger? Then there are so many people who can live in this manor."

Without any avoidance, Bai Wu decided to explore whether this circular scene had an end. He drew a layer of drawer under the TV a centimeter away.

Then he walked into the next room.

When he came to this room, Bai Wu noticed that the drawer under the TV cabinet was also pulled out by one centimeter.

"It's interesting. This basically means that I'm back in the house I'm in?"

"Ghost hits the wall?"

Up to now, Bai Wu still has no negative emotions.

Mr. Wang was upstairs, his ears were pressed against the ground, wanting to hear the movement below.

He wondered why he couldn't hear the violent movement.

Could it be that this person... isn't afraid? Or is he already fainted? The ceremony has begun?
Chapter completed!