[The text is like blood, the words are like a knife, and every sentence is like a heart-killing!]

【This is a torture of the soul, this is also a game about life and death!】

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【So, you decide:】

[A. You finally realize the mistake you made, so you picked up a fruit knife and cut your carotid artery and happily ended your sinful life!]

[B. Killed by the works you created, this is the ultimate romance that suspense writers long for but unattainable... And now the goddess of luck is lifting up her dress at you. After you use logical analysis and judgment, you can't find a reason to refuse. She opened the door and rushed out to hug Xia Nannan...]

[C. There is no problem that can’t be resolved with one mouthful, let alone when facing "my daughter", you show the kind smile like an old father (an old fox), and decide to have a candle-holding night chat with Xia Nannan through the security door!]

[D.{hide and seek} such a horrible game that instantly touches your long-lost throbbing. You feel deeply obliged to show Xia Nannan the classic teaching of {hide and seek}...]

Bang!

——A loud and loud explosion!

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Chen Chao was so angry that his teeth itched. He stepped on his phone and felt the touch of his big toe rubbing back and forth on the ground with his big toe. He suddenly felt the pores all over his body open, especially the indescribable sphincter somewhere, which was uncontrollable.

The aggrievances in his body were vented with great pleasure. Chen Chao restrained his happy expression and switched back to the "sage" posture. He picked up the mobile phone on the ground expressionlessly.

My phone was probably confused, and my face (screen) was stuck with a pool of blood, which made the live broadcast subtitles completely muffled. The vibration of the prompt was completely silent because of the silent sound.

The invisible eyes is pure!

Chen Chao believed that he did not need a mobile phone to sarcastically or even point fingers in front of him. Even though this mobile phone might have had a genetic mutation that could not be explained by science, the relationship between the master and the slave is still not allowed to be reversed.

I bought the mutated mobile phone in full. I have absolute ownership and use rights to the items. Private property is sacred and inviolable. This is protected by law. Even supernatural events cannot touch this red line.

This involves the principle of survival of 404, and it also involves the superiority of the logic of genius, that is, the element of self-value living (sacrifice), and it cannot be desecrated!

Holding the dirty phone, turning on the front flashlight, and shine on the face hanging on the door opening.

The cheeks retracted back into the darkness like an electric shock. The raincoat shook and merged into the darkness. The footsteps echoed in the corridor, and the slow walking away "Gadam" was slowly moving away.

This is a signal to invite Chen Chao to open the door and participate in the game.

"It's hard to let go of affection~"

The turtle was huddled in the house and did not go out, which was not in line with Chen Chao's current character. [Courage] maintained the time limit for 23h27m54s. He pushed open the security door and walked into the corridor.

The mobile phone swung around, and the piles of debris and garbage extended as close to the wall as possible, leaving only the room for each household to open the door and the corridors that were walking in the middle, as if the tenant occupied less public corridors, and the family would suffer a loss.

It can be seen that the tenants in this building are not very good, including Chen Chao also expanding a piece of territory at the door to an external kitchen, which is a table with a blackened wall placing its own stove and cooking utensils.

He reached out and pulled out two kitchen knives from the tool holder on the table - a Chinese bone chopping knife and a Western slicer. The bone chopping knife is thick and violent, and the slicer is narrow, long and clever, and it is more suitable for stabbing.

Chen Chao pondered for 2 seconds and silently stuffed the bone-cutting knife back into the tool holder. The narrow corridor in front of him did not have enough room for him to slash, and the finger hole that was still bleeding on his wrist was also warning him that the lesson of blood and tears was right in front of him - this tofu-like body was unable to control the exclusive warrior's sword.

Choosing to replace the fruit knife that girls use with a thin slicer is likely to exceed the limit that this body can carry.

Don’t think it’s exaggerating, the writer’s physique is so powerless!

Fortunately, the current blood loss has unknowingly increased to 114ml. In other words, the body's muscle activity is enjoying a 20% increase effect, which allows Chen Chao to barely try changing the tool.

As for the replaced fruit knife, of course, it cannot be thrown away... Chen Chao squatted down, held his phone on the ground, and quietly fumbled in the dark for a while, then hid the fruit knife before getting up and illuminating the position in front of him.

The mobile phone is not bright enough, and it can only illuminate the fan-shaped area about 3 meters in front of you, and is blocked by the debris accumulated in various shapes. It is vaguely reflected in Chen Chao's sight, like ghosts of different heights, fatness and thinness leaning on both sides of the corridor in various positions. What's even more strange is that there is a Xia Nannan hidden among these ghosts that are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

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The strips missing from the right leg were like two blood grooves. The cloth strips bound to the thighs were dyed red, and blood flowed along the blood groove soaked in the slippers, and then blood footprints were left on the ground. Chen Chao felt his thighs becoming heavier and stiffer, as if he had limped his foot, and he limped towards the other end of the darkness.

"A scene that seems familiar, full of the smell of fate and reincarnation, haha~ Is this suggesting something to me?"

Chen Chao felt in his heart, and while his eyes were observing the surroundings along the light, he didn't know if it was an illusion. He could always hear the sound of breathing that seemed to be there and not be there, and it came from behind him.

If you feel it carefully, it is like a person following behind him and breathing against the back of his head, making him stand upside down.

"The first suspense escape guide: Don't look back at will!"

Chen Chao ignored the movement behind him. As a senior suspense writer, he has arranged and designed countless scenes of the death of the supporting actors, which is no less than "1,000 Ways to Die". These dead supporting actors can even be filled with a green train, and the one who has the largest number of deaths topped the list is to kill them back!

Turning back to kill is also called the second consecutive kill of timid and mentally retarded. He specifically kills those who look back without thinking and look back without thinking, and then frighten the pissing. Usually, the form of the look back is shocking, and then dies suddenly at the scene with lightning speed, especially when there are supernatural elements, the way of death is even more bizarre and terrifying.

"The whole self-built building is in a 'concave' shape, 313 is located at the innermost dead end of the corner of the corridor, and my pace is maintained at 1.2m/s. This speed is enough for me to carefully observe any possible hidden corners around me."

Chen Chao was exploring a map shrouded in the fog of war, gradually illuminating the map area as he moved forward. These areas that had been explored were like photos taken, clearly imaged in his mind, and the path he had walked was very sure that there was no trace of shadow and blind spots left. The map behind him had been illuminated in his mind.

"There is no one behind you!"

Chen Chao could conclude this result without looking back: "And it is even more impossible to breathe against the back of my head, because there is only the sound of breathing, but no sense of breathing or temperature."

From the perspective of contact with Xia Nannan, she obviously needs to breathe and has the temperature of the human body. In other words, only a breathing sound follows behind her.

Since the sound of breathing cannot kill people, the purpose is nothing more than to interfere with the judgment that confuses the senses and create an atmosphere that sets off fear.

"Suspense Survival Guidelines: Don't trust your senses too much."

Chen Chao's brain is running very fast, and all the clues obtained from contact feedback are being precision integrated and processed by the "Ghost Card" logic factory, and the research report on output closed-loop output:

"About Xia Nannan's inferred from the following facts are highly probable-

First, it is warm and breathing, and it will cause injury and bleeding. The species category is more inclined to be human rather than ghosts. The result is inferred that physical means can cause harm and cause death.

Second, it conforms to the basic structure of the human body. Most actions follow human mechanics, but limb properties have certain alienation. Metal crutches fuse with bones and can be deformed and incorporated into flesh and blood. The control port of alienation is known to be located at the rift of the palm.

Third, you have the ability to manipulate sounds, which can deceive the senses. The sound cannot cause direct damage and is classified as an auxiliary means.

Fourth, the actual means of causing damage are nails and crutches; the nails are sharp and brittle, and the metal texture of the crutch, and the attached cinder can cause dyeing, and it is temporarily determined that the effect is non-toxin.

Fifth, his body is petite, his bones are slender, his muscles are weak, and his arm is traumatized and fractured, his ability to face the front is further weakened.

To sum up, we will build and deduce the logical model of Xia Nannan's attack pattern: the target will try to avoid direct head-on confrontation as much as possible, and the behavior pattern meets the theme of {hide and seek}, and the calculation probability is 83%; use sound to intimidate, deceive the senses, and confusing judgment as the early preparation, creating a hidden sneak attack, and the calculation probability is 88%; the final attack is presented, and the crutch takes priority over the nails, and the calculation probability is 94%!
Chapter completed!