Chapter 20 The weird collection of pizza

Author: Monroe Wuque

Chapter 20 The weird collection of pizza

Wei Miao opened the door of Pisa very smoothly.

His lounge and hotel are designed differently. The door lock uses a traditional keyhole, but fortunately he does not lock the door.

The light in the room was dim than usual, and the door seemed to be the only light source. With the soft light in the lobby on the first floor, Wei Miao saw the power switch beside him.

The dim lights light up, Wei Miao turned around and closed the door, looking at the room.

The room is about the same size as the one above, and the strange thing is that there is no window found.

In the corner is a simple wooden bed, and a row of wooden tables are placed against the wall. Several iron racks in the middle divide the room into two spaces.

There were many bottles and jars standing on the iron rack table. When Wei Miao walked closer, he felt that the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this room should be named Qiqiwei Biological Laboratory.

But judging from the neatness of these items, the owner of the house collects them as works of art.

The things in the jar are not so rare as they are too strange and no one can collect them. Today she is destined to meet her, which is really eye-opening.

"Tree Frog Eyeball Air-dried Powder, 10g."

"Strong corrosive agent, 200ml."

"Strong sleeping drug powder, 100g."

"A 100-year-old man's front teeth, three."

"Grey Nematode keratin scales, 79 pieces."

"Ashes of Nightmare, 1.2g."

“…”

In addition, there is also a human skin mask spread out on a glass shelf. Wei Miao started to touch it. Judging from the touch, color, and subcutaneous tissue, it felt like it was peeled off from the real person's face. It was very skilled and even the eyelids were

Very complete, the edges of the mask are smooth and smooth.

I don't know how it is preserved, so that it looks moist, smooth and elastic, and the position of the eyeball looks hollow and scary.

There is also a blood vessel net in a cylindrical jar, which is soaked in a blue solution, crossing the red and blue blood vessels, and is separated very completely.

A blond doll covered in dark blood stains was leaning against the wall, a big hole was broken in her belly, and an iron sign was stuffed into the yellow cotton wool. The black thread sewed most of the gap, but for some reason it was not all sewn.

The most intimidating thing is a huge eyeball of an unknown creature, with white all over the body, light gray iris, weird dark red pupils, and muscles and nerves dragged on the back.

Wei Miao walked from left to right, and inadvertently glanced at him that the eyeball seemed to be alive, with her pupils facing her. In the light, her tall and thin figure reflected in her eyes.

A bright drawing is placed on the conspicuous place on the desktop.

Wei Miao picked it up and looked at it, squinted his eyes and read the pictures and texts above carefully, revealing a perfect and cold smile.

Pizza clearly understands her needs and is a caring administrator.

The dim light created the gloomy atmosphere. Wei Miao's eyes swept through these curious things and quickly found what he needed.

Hemp rope, strong sleeping pills, and a bottle of eyeballs.

Yes, a bottle, a pile of objects that look like human eyes are contained in a reagent bottle, soaked in transparent yellow liquid.

Wei Miao would not move the rest of the things, which was basic politeness. She left the room, closed the door, and went up to the restaurant on the second floor.

Both the trialists and the players are eating, and in terms of treatment, they are treated equally, and they are all white bread and water.

Zando: "Tonight, we are going to visit the seventh floor at night and want to invite you to join us."

Wei Miao:?!

According to her observation, they are not like people who would be so reckless and risky.

"Cough... Cough cough." Bud choked and looked at them in disbelief, "Why?"

"We have understood the connection between the seventh and third floors." Tim briefly explained his speculation to the players, but only eliminating the reasoning process.

Bude and others suddenly realized, and then they were surprised. The problem they had been distressed for four days was solved!

This feeling is like the puzzle game is in a dead end, and the official took the initiative to send the answer to the puzzle, giving them the motivation to achieve a perfect ending in despair!

"There are the least traces of ghost activities in 713. The magic circle gave birth to ghosts, but ghosts generally have special complexes for their birthplace and pay high attention to them. If we break into 713 without authorization, we may be attacked by ghosts."

Tim was very clear, although it was verified by Wei Miao, 713 is the key to solving the problem.

"So tonight we will explore the reality of ghosts and plan the next step, at least we must know what ghosts look like."

"The twelve corpse rituals on the seventh floor formed a spirit-bound magic array. According to my guess, the function of this magic array is to exile the ghost to another time and space, and the anchor point is fixed on the seventh floor. At twelve o'clock, the yin energy is the most abundant.

At that time, the two time and space overlap, so the ghost appeared in reality, but due to the limitations of the magic circle, it could not leave the seventh floor."

Wei Miao began to suspect that this was the game copy that was reducing the difficulty for them in disguise, and solved the previous confusion points in this way. If it weren't for professional supernatural scholars, the above statement would not be able to be made.

"So the safest way for us is to stop. Go to the seventh floor at around 12:50 to minimize the risk. I am worried that the space on the seventh floor will be closed at that time, and there will be no entry or exit, so I can only wait for the time to pass

Only then can you leave.”

Tim convinced the players with his professionalism, and everyone put on a thoughtful expression.

"Well, with more people, the risk is reduced, and we do need ghost intelligence."

Bud was the first to agree. Edith and Anderson were following him, and when he heard his words, he agreed.

Wei Miao doesn't care, but... from her position, she may have to take care of their safety.

At around twelve o'clock in the evening, everyone gathered in the corridor on the third floor. For safety reasons, they took the stairs upstairs and stayed between the corridors on the sixth and seventh floors.

The night was dark, and the light shone out from the window. Wei Miao stood leaning against the corner of the wall, with a slender figure, closing his eyes to rest, enjoying this slightly uneasy tranquility.

She held a fruit knife in her left hand.

Others also have their own "equipment".

Zando wore a fluorescent watch and kept paying attention to time. Although this group of trialists had good things like flashlights, they had no other preparations, so their weapons were also knives in the kitchen.

According to Tim, "This time the supernatural type is 'monster'. With an entity, we can cause physical damage to it. Taking a knife is more effective than anything else."

Several people waited quietly until Zanduo said in a faint voice: "It's almost fifty-eight."

Everyone woke up from their slack state. Wei Miao, who was in the corner, opened his eyes with a cold expression. The knife in his hand was slightly out of the sheath, and something sharp flashed in his eyes.

Facing an unknown existence, it is impossible to be too careful.

Everyone tiptoed to the seventh floor platform.

The trialists took out flashlights, but the shiny white beam could not pierce an inch of darkness, and seemed to be swallowed by the black hole.

The staircase was covered with a layer of black cloth.

The three beams of light swayed hesitantly, unwilling to find even a little gap, but they had to lose in despair.

Tim shook his head slightly: "There is no way, the interference of overlapping space makes it impossible for the light to shine into the seventh floor."

At this time, experienced supernatural scholars became the backbone of the team.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go in!"
Chapter completed!