Chapter 337 The person in the photo (7) (5000 words)
Yan Junze lifted the quilt and stood up. He didn't take off his shoes to sleep, just to be able to respond quickly in case of emergency.
Come to the window, stick your head out from the open one, and look around.
It was very quiet outside, and with the help of the dim light, nothing unusual could be seen.
But Yan Junze seems to remember that when Xiang'er jumped in from the window, he closed the window with his backhand, otherwise he would definitely be very cold sleeping in this room.
"Did something happen, Xiang'er opened the window and jumped out?" Yan Junze secretly speculated, "Could it be that Huang Chen and the three-star spirit remover named Li Yue came in?"
Thinking of this, I feel this possibility.
He didn't close the window, but thought that Xiang'er would definitely come back later, turned around and came to the door of the private room, opened the door and walked out.
Looking at the time on the phone, it was already a quarter past two in the morning. Huang Chen and Li Yue shouldn't have disobeyed the rules and went up to the second floor without their consent, causing Xiang'er to jump out of the window and escape.
It is also fortunate that nothing happened to him in the dream, otherwise Xianger would not be able to save himself.
Thinking of this, Yan Junze reached into his pocket and touched the foam nails that had been put in the pocket in advance.
This touch was empty. He froze for a moment, and then searched through several other pockets. He didn't find any of the two foam nails that were placed in the left jacket pocket just now.
Because the jacket pockets are relatively loose, and Yan Junze deliberately opened the pockets filled with foam nails when he was sleeping, and put them on the edge of the chair to prevent himself from being stabbed accidentally when he fell asleep.
Now the two bubble nails are gone.
It may have fallen out while sleeping, but Yan Junze didn't go back to search, but walked along the corridor to the stairs leading to the lobby on the first floor.
When he was about to reach the stairs, he became alert. Standing on the second floor, he didn't hear any sound coming from the first floor, as if there was no one below.
Not in a hurry to go down the stairs, Yan Junze leaned on the railing of the corridor, looked into the hall on the first floor, and found that everyone in the hall was still there, but within the range of sight that could be reached, everyone was either lying down or lying on their stomachs. sleeping.
"Why are you all asleep?" Yan Junze was taken aback.
Turning his eyes, he looked in the direction of the sofa where Huang Chen was originally sitting. At this moment, only Yang Zhijun and Li Yue, the three-star spirit remover, were sitting there, but both of them raised their heads, closed their eyes, and opened their mouths slightly. Sleeping soundly on the back of the sofa.
"Where's Huang Chen?"
As soon as the idea came up, someone patted Yan Junze on the shoulder, and Huang Chen's voice sounded behind him: "You're awake, I saw you sleeping soundly in the private room just now. Woke up so soon?"
Yan Junze's instinctive reaction was to turn around, but in an instant his body froze, and he asked, "What's going on with the people below?"
"Oh, everyone is too tired, it should be fine to rest for a while." Huang Chen replied.
"Then why don't you go rest on the sofa?" Yan Junze asked again.
"Always leave one person to stay awake." Huang Chen's tone revealed helplessness and fatigue.
"I said, don't come up to the second floor without my consent. Didn't you hear that?" Yan Junze's tone suddenly became cold.
Snapped!
Huang Chen put his hands on his left and right shoulders from behind: "What do you mean? I'm worried about your safety, so come up and have a look, okay? Also, why don't you look at me when you're talking to me? Turn around, turn around look at..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Junze suddenly accelerated and ran forward, breaking away from Huang Chen's control.
Still not looking back, Yan Junze touched his pockets again with both hands, but he still didn't find any nails.
"Don't run, turn around and look at me! Look at me!"
Huang Chen's voice sounded from behind, but Yan Junze turned a deaf ear and ran into the depths of the corridor on the second floor.
There was a thumping sound behind him. It was obviously the sound of Huang Chen's sturdy footsteps hitting the floor, chasing him all the way.
Reaching out to touch a row of empty flower racks passing by, I touched the two foam nails that were placed here in advance, and immediately held them in my hand.
The sound of hurried footsteps behind him is getting closer, but because the corridor is designed in a circular arc and has a certain angle, the figure behind cannot be seen.
Yan Junze quickly pushed away an unopened private room in the innermost corridor, and immediately turned on the lights, but I don't know if it was a problem with the lights or the wiring, all the lights in this room were off.
It was too late, he walked in immediately, closed the door first, and then prepared to lock the door lock with his backhand, but after twisting it, he found that the door lock was also broken and could not be locked.
Yan Junze didn't think too much, and immediately rushed to the unopened window of the private room, turned around, faced the door, held a foam nail in one hand, and rubbed the nail side of the foam nail on the belly of his finger to make sure that he would be ready at any time. Press.
Boom boom boom boom...
Huang Chen's heavy footsteps approached, he stretched out his hand to grab the doorknob of this private room, twisted it open, pushed the door open and entered.
At this moment, Yan Junze was already facing the door, and he could see the short and sturdy figure stepping into the room.
"You're not Huang Chen, I'm still dreaming!" Yan Junze said.
"It turns out that you have already turned around, so it doesn't count. You have to turn your head." Huang Chen's tone became strange.
After he was convinced that he was still in a dream, Yan Junze didn't expect him to answer him anymore. At the same time as he spoke, he activated [Strange Event Perception].
In this head-turning incident, until now Yan Junze has not discovered the mission information, and has no conclusion about where the real body of the woman in the black dress is, so he has to test one by one.
According to Xia Ruolan's description of the dream, in the first dream, she was "scared awake" directly, and then entered the second dream.
In the second dream, he was stung several times by the sharp thorns of the plant, woke up again in shock, and entered the third dream.
In the third dream, Xia Ruolan tripped over the dumbbell again, causing Xia Ruolan to finally fully wake up.
Therefore, Yan Junze can infer that the arrangement of some items in the dream is completely based on the transmission in reality. The plants in Xia Ruolan's house were originally placed under the window sill, and the plants in the dream were also like this, which caused her was stabbed.
The same goes for the dumbbells.
That's why he placed foam nails in certain places in the house in advance, so that at critical moments in the dream, he could find these sharp objects and stab himself in order to wake up quickly.
Now it mainly depends on which layer of the dream the woman in the black dress appeared in, and whether the other people who appeared in the dream were illusioned out of thin air?
Yan Junze believes that as long as the woman in the black dress exists in the dream of this layer, the task perception must be able to perceive some task information, and it is by no means nothing.
The time-space map in the mind is an existence that crosses the boundaries of space and time, and the current dream can also be equated to a special product of a special space and time, belonging to an unknown dimension.
This can be seen from the fact that the characters die in the dream, and they also die in reality.
What's more, Yan Junze was only an assistant in Huaguo's laboratory in his previous life, but he also participated in the demonstration support of space-time research. However, he was only an assistant, and he didn't understand the deeper principles thoroughly. The probability that it can still be used is very high.
In the third layer of dream just now, Yan Junze once realized that he was in a dream, and started a task perception. At that time, the time was very fast, but there was nothing after the perception, and there was no task information prompt.
If the woman in the black dress is there, even if Yan Junze doesn't activate the mission perception, there is a high chance that the weird mission information will pop up by itself. Condition.
In front of Huang Chen, the activated task perception didn't provide any feedback, which meant that "Huang Chen" was not the woman in the black dress.
Yan Junze has another purpose to activate task awareness in this room.
Because the condition for the quest to jump out automatically has a distance requirement for the monster encountered, if you are too far away from the target monster, the quest information will not automatically jump out.
Enabling mission awareness at this time perfectly solves this problem. Even if some of the sleeping people in the hall are projection avatars of women in black skirts, at this distance, mission perception can still detect and pop up mission information.
But unfortunately, there is still no information.
This means that in this layer of dreams, there is also no woman in a black dress.
Without the woman in the black dress, the most critical person is missing, and the problem cannot be completely solved.
At this time, Huang Chen was still approaching step by step, with a sullen expression on his face, a strange smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his hands, and grabbed Yan Junze's neck.
He pressed the spike of the foam nail again with the thumb of the other hand. This time he pressed a little harder. The pain that the spike pierced through the skin and pierced into the flesh clearly spread all over his body. Because the pain was so severe, he felt like his heart was being pulled. for a moment.
My head became dizzy again, as if I couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly, and my eyes were blurred.
Huang Chen approached quickly, and his outstretched hand had already touched Yan Junze's neck.
All the scenery disappeared, and there was only a vast expanse of whiteness in front of me.
The next second, Yan Junze opened his eyes, and found that he was still lying on the assembled chair, wrapped in a quilt and motionless.
He raised his head slightly, and Xiang'er stood beside him, facing him, not looking at the night scene outside the window.
Seeing him wake up, Xiang'er wondered, "Why did you wake up? It's only now... Well, it's just before three o'clock in the morning."
The feeling of being stabbed by the sharp thorn just now is still there. Yan Junze raised his hand and looked at the skin of the finger that was pricked, and found that it was intact. The pain seemed to be just an illusion, a very real illusion.
He sat up and looked back at the direction of the window. The window was also closed at the moment, just like when he fell asleep.
"Did I just fall asleep?" Yan Junze asked.
"Yes." Xiang'er nodded.
"Didn't get up? Or did you talk in your sleep?"
"No, I've been watching you, and I've been sleeping soundly."
Yan Junze raised his right hand to cover his forehead, his head was still dizzy, a feeling that he wanted to continue sleeping but was frightened and couldn't fall asleep.
Now, it seems that my dream is different from Xia Ruolan's. It only shows two layers, and there is no dream within a dream within a dream.
After a while, he said, "Did anyone come up downstairs when I fell asleep?"
"No, the people downstairs have been moving around." Xiang'er was always paying attention to the surrounding movement, "I can still hear their voices sometimes, but no one went upstairs."
"I can't sleep right now, I'll go down and have a look, and I'll be right back."
Yan Junze nodded, touched the nails in his pocket, and was suddenly taken aback.
"Are you looking for this?" Xiang'er spread her hands, and the two foam nails lay quietly in her palm, "Just now you fell asleep and slipped out of your pocket."
Yan Junze nodded, which explained why the nails in his pocket suddenly disappeared in the dream just now. It turned out that the nails slipped out of the pocket during the process.
But dreams are dreams after all, and it is very likely that some items that originally existed in reality did not appear in dreams.
Yan Junze reached out to pick up the nails from Xiang'er's palm, put them back in his pocket, stood up, walked to the door of the private room, gently opened the door and walked out.
Footsteps sounded behind him, and Xiang'er followed him.
"I'll go downstairs to have a look, you stay on the second floor, you must not go down." Yan Junze ordered while walking.
After the door was opened, the voice from downstairs could be heard clearly. Yan Junze could even distinguish Huang Chen's voice, as if he was talking to someone.
He walked along the corridor towards the stairs, and when he was about to reach the stairs, Xiang'er behind him suddenly said: "What's going on? Someone seems to have come up here!"
Yan Junze stopped, looked ahead without turning back, and asked, "What did you find?"
"There are footprints on the floor, very clear." Xiang'er said, "But I didn't hear anything in the room just now. Huh? Something's wrong, someone was here just now!"
"Check the area carefully, I'll go down and have a look." Yan Junze walked forward again without looking back.
"Don't you think these footprints are strange?" Xiang'er asked.
"I feel, do you want me to turn my head?" Yan Junze stopped again, reaching out to hold the corridor guardrail.
"Come here, this footprint is next to the private room here, someone must have sneaked into the private room, what does this person want?" Xiang'er didn't seem to hear Yan Junze's words.
"If I turn my head around, will my neck break immediately?" Yan Junze asked to himself, as if he didn't hear Xiang'er's words, and even the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.
The scene fell into silence.
In the corridor, Xiang'er faced Yan Junze, and Yan Junze turned his back to her, neither of them moved.
"How did you find out?" Xiang'er said suddenly.
"When you soak nails for me, your palms are warm." Yan Junze replied without any concealment.
"Normal people's palms, don't they have warmth?" Xiang'er's voice became more and more indifferent.
"Sorry, you chose the wrong partner." Yan Junze smiled.
I didn't wake up, but was still in the third dream.
At this moment, Yan Junze was 80% sure that the woman behind him was a woman in a black dress. At the same time, [Weird Event Perception] activated in his mind.
A mission message pops up immediately.
【Task Name: Special Hobbies;
Mission Level: Creepy (Medium);
Mission background: This is a murder case, which made her life stop forever at that moment seven years ago. On the way home from the night shift, when she passed an alley, someone called her from behind. Unprepared, she just turned her head when the murderer brutally cut her neck and robbed her of all her money. Before leaving, the murderer, who had a special hobby, took a picture of her body. Her neck has been loose since then, and she is looking for a suitable head, but she doesn't seem to be satisfied;
Mission Description: Give her a head to satisfy her obsession, or kill her together with her obsession;
Mission reward: 1300 points of different-dimensional energy;
Mission penalty: Maybe you can try your head;
Mission Tips: 1. The evil spirit cannot be locked; 2. Her shadow was projected into the photo at the moment of death. If the real body cannot be found, the photo may be a breakthrough;
Note: Do you know what her occupation is? Uh, an average... hypnotist. 】
Hypnotist, no wonder!
"This should be the last dream, right?"
Yan Junze already knew all the information about the mission, and also knew why the woman in the black dress appeared, so he walked forward again while talking.
When he came to the stairs, he didn't go downstairs, but looked downstairs.
As far as he could see, the hall downstairs was empty, and there was no one there, and the moment he cast his gaze, the various sounds that had just reached his ears, including Huang Chen's voice, disappeared instantly. .
"If you don't turn your head, I can help you." Xiang'er said from behind, and at the same time stretched out her hands and moved closer.
Yan Junze took out the nails at the same time.
At this moment, the round caps and spikes of the two foam nails in his hand suddenly shook, and they fell apart without warning. The split nails turned into two **** of dust and fell from the gap between his fingers. go down.
Laughter came from behind, this laughter was no longer Xiang'er, but the voice of a strange woman.
Yan Junze knew very well that this should be the true self of the woman in the black dress.
"Do you think that placing these **** nails in advance can make you escape from the dream? That woman named Xia Ruolan is really lucky. She is also the first person to successfully escape in the dream. So sorry, with the previous one Lesson, I have already cleaned up all the nails and even the sharp objects." The woman in the black dress said slowly, not delicately, but as thick as a man.
Yan Junze still didn't look back, but smiled: "Do you think that I put these bubble nails to escape from the dream and let myself go after seeing you? So sorry, you guessed wrong. Put the bubble nails on." The purpose of nailing is just to be able to escape from the first two layers of dreams smoothly, and to meet you in the last layer of dreams, which is now."
After speaking, he suddenly took a step forward, stood on the edge of the stairs leading to the first floor in the corridor, and shouted to the hall downstairs: "Ning Ji, your husband Jia Sheng's headless body...found!"
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