Chapter 327

The screen of the mobile phone glowed slightly, and the four words in the dialog box were particularly dazzling and eye-catching, like pitch-black needles, poking straight into people's eyes, bringing a faint stinging pain.

Obviously, Yun Bilan had already calculated everything before taking action.

She left her own mobile phone so that her teammates can get here smoothly and not be led in the wrong direction because of her departure. At the same time, she also tried her best to leave clues and save the fire, So that after the teammates arrive, they can put everything together according to the details and get valuable information.

In the dark room, the air fell into dead silence for a moment.

Everyone looked very ugly.

Although they successfully escaped the black team's target, found the location of the commercial street, and finally evened the progress of the two sides to the same starting line, and even figured out some of the talents of the opposing team.

but

If all of this requires teammates to sacrifice their lives, no one is willing to call it a victory.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"I'll go, I'll tell you why Anis is not as cruel as before... So it's not because he didn't want to, but because he was interrupted in the middle!"

"Woooooooooooooooo Yun Bilan! Yun Bilan! Don't die!!"

"Who goes to Yun Bilan's live broadcast room to see, how is she doing now, I'm so anxious!"

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and his eyelashes drooped, leaving a deep shadow on his pale face, making it impossible to see his true expression.

"But, but,"

Huangmao's lips moved, and he said in a murmur, "The phone is still on, which means that she is still alive, right?"

He looked at Wen Jianyan with a glimmer of hope, his low voice trembling:

"That's right, isn't it?"

It is indeed the case.

Although according to Zhong Shan's narration, more than ten minutes have passed since Yun Bilan broke through the siege and entered the rain, but as long as the phone is still on, it proves that Yun Bilan has not been judged as dead by the system yet.

As long as there is life, there is hope.

"Yes."

In the end, it was Chen Mo who broke the silence. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "However, I suggest that we'd better follow Yun Bilan's advice."

Yun Bilan left her mobile phone behind to guide her teammates in the right direction, and at the same time cut off the way out for her to be found by her teammates.

Although she is still alive, no one knows where she is now due to the loss of her positioning method...

And looking for people aimlessly in the rain is tantamount to seeking death.

When Yun Bilan did this, she probably already thought of the result of this move.

Maybe that's the real reason she left the message on the phone dialog.

She knows what she will face next, and also knows that according to her teammate's behavior style, there is a high probability that they will go all out to save her. Therefore, in order to reduce casualties and minimize losses, she resolutely cut off her All the vitality, and the determination he had made before the start of the action, as well as the consciousness of death in his heart, was conveyed to the rest of the people through a message

I know that the end of the road leads to death.

So, [Don't come to save me]

"and,"

Chen Mo paused, took a deep breath, covered the gloomy look in his eyes, restrained not to show any emotions on his face, and said in his usual rational tone: "We are running out of time."

Huang Mao was startled, subconsciously glanced at the time, and then his face turned pale instantly.

There are still ten minutes left before the lights are turned on.

If they wanted to return to the hotel before the lights came on, they had to stop here, find the portraits immediately, and reopen the passage leading to the Xingwang Hotel.

Chen Mo looked at Wen Jian and said, "Captain, I suggest that we leave here now and go back to the hotel. After all, we already know Black's next destination, and enter here through the passage in 329 after the lights are turned off next time." , and continue with the next journey.

He took a deep breath, and slowly added: "I think this is also the choice Yun Bilan wants you to make."

Even if he is as emotional as Huang Mao, he has to admit that this is indeed the most sensible choice.

In any case, the purpose of their operation has been exceeded.

Not only did they know the relationship between the shopping street itself and the core of the entire dungeon, but they also figured out how to get back here. The fog in front of them dissipated a little. After looking at the strength level of the members of the opposing team and the vague concept of some talents, it can be regarded as a fruitful harvest.

"Also, we haven't completely given up on Yun Bilan," Chen Mo said, "We will enter again in three hours, and it won't be too late to search by then."

... not too late?

Huangmao lowered his head and fell silent.

A broken and messy picture flashed in my mind, as if it came from a long time ago.

Are they really in time?

Last time

Floats parading to light music.

Singing and dancing around, the staff wearing plush doll costumes, under the false and peaceful appearance, there is a huge and ugly frog hidden in the float.

Last time.

They didn't make it in time.

Only the last few seconds.

The time is up, the time is up.

Tick tock.

The tortoiseshell cat clings to the bar, and below it lies the frog's gigantic mouth.

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She said, thank you for coming back to me.

move.

In the nightmare live broadcast room, the better the memory, the harder it is for people to survive.

Only those who have the ability to forget are eligible to continue on.

Huang Mao always thought that he was one of them.

Leaving everyone's lives behind and living without guilt, however, he suddenly discovered that his memory was really good.

Like his cursed eyesight.

He is the impotent and cowardly bystander who sees best and does least.

"Captain, what do you think?"

Chen Mo looked at Wen Jianyan and asked.

"..." Wen Jianyan glanced at the mobile phone in his palm, closed it and stuffed it back into his pocket, then shrugged, raised his head and said, "We won't go back to the hotel this time."

"What?!"

The few people on the side were shocked.

Even Zhong Shan and the other two surviving members were stunned, they raised their heads blankly, and looked at Wen Jianyan who had made such an astonishing move in front of him.

"..." Huang Mao was stunned, and turned his head to look over.

Chen Mo frowned: "Captain, now is not the time to be emotional..."

"Sentimental?"

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked over, his eyes were shining in the darkness, his face was not hazy at all, like a heartless, emotionless liar.

"Isn't it? Do you think I'm the kind of sentimental person?"

"Since Yun Bilan has made such a choice, she is naturally ready to bear all the consequences." He said lightly, "In the nightmare, everyone may die. When facing this kind of thing, we All I can do is to live with the burden, not try to recover it.

"To put it bluntly... I didn't do this to save people."

Wen Jianyan shrugged and changed the subject, "It's because this is our best choice now."

Chen Mo and the others were startled.

"Yun Bilan isn't dead now, right?" Wen Jianyan turned her head and glanced at the window beside her. It was cloudy and rainy outside, and the light was dim. "How long has it been since she left the shop... Ten minutes? Twenty minutes?"

Wen Jianyan glanced at Zhong Shan who was still slumped on the ground: "When she left, she didn't bring an umbrella with her, and she didn't approve clothes, right?"

Zhong Shan nodded blankly.

"Then, according to the rain, her free movement time is very short, so the only option left for her is to enter the nearby shops and walk between shops, and in that case, her range of activities is fixed , basically 100% will be caught by Black."

Wen Jianyan looked at the crowd with burning eyes:

"But she didn't die, what does that mean?"

Chen Mo was stunned: "It means... Black Fang deliberately spared her life?"

"Yes." Wen Jianyan nodded.

"Why?" Chen Mo was puzzled.

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes, "Maybe because...they have other uses."

Because the cell phone that could be located was lost in advance, the caught Yun Bilan obviously lost its use value, but Black still spared her life, obviously because of other considerations.

It may be to prevent her from dying too easily, or it may be to prepare for some steps that they don't know for the time being.

If Wen Jianyan's conjecture is correct...

Then, it is absolutely impossible for Black to return to the Xingwang Hotel.

Because compared with the rainy town, the Xingwang Hotel is safer, smaller, and the density of anchors is also higher. The possibility of encountering the red team again in the hotel is also higher. The possibility of delivering information will increase.

More importantly, Black is now in a very bad position.

The dominant position they had finally obtained was chased by the red team. Under Yun Bilan's disruption, the possibility of trapping Wen Jianyan's team with a semi-finished product was also very low.

In order to re-open the distance, the other side must be very urgent.

So...they will most likely stay in Rainy Town and continue their actions and plans.

"But," Chen Mo frowned and said, "This is the last round of today, if you don't leave now, wouldn't it be..."

Going to spend the whole night in the rainy town next? !

This thought was really too terrifying, even though Chen Mo didn't say the rest, the others still felt a shiver running through their bodies, making them shiver uncontrollably.

"Won't."

Wen Jianyan shook her head affirmatively, "After all, the lights are always turned off at night."

Everyone was startled.

It seems indeed.

Although today's three rounds have ended, as long as the hotel lights are turned off after three hours, the road between Xingwang Hotel and Rainy Town will naturally be opened again.

"So, this time we won't rush back to the hotel at the last moment." Wen Jianyan raised his eyes and smiled, "We can't let Black get his way, right?"

He touched his nose and showed a heartless smile:

"As for saving Yun Bilan... that's just a matter of chance."

Chen Mo pondered for a while, then nodded, "You are right, I agree."

Huangmao sniffed and nodded vigorously.

No matter what reason Wen Jianyan stayed, in short, as long as the result is good, that's enough.

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"That...that..."

At this moment, a trembling voice came from the side.

Several people turned their heads to look.

It is Zhong Shan.

Half of his face was still swollen, and he looked extraordinarily funny.

He glanced at Wen Jianyan secretly, and carefully suggested: "Next, can we act together with you?"

There is not much time left before the lights are turned on, and most of their teammates are also lost.

Instead of setting off now to find the portrait hidden somewhere and risking escape from the rainy town, it is better to act together with senior senior anchors, and the survival rate may be higher.

Zhong Shan stammered his reasons, and then paused, as if he was a little bit hard to say:

"and"

Wen Jianyan: "Huh?"

"Besides, no matter what the reason was, that team member of yours saved my life." Zhong Shan raised his hand and scratched his head, a look of embarrassment appeared on his masculine face, " Since you are going to find her, then I will join in too."

Wen Jianyan frowned and corrected him: "Our purpose is not"

Zhong Shan nodded sharply: "It's for the mission, right, I understand!"

Wen Jianyan: "..."

"The result is the same anyway, right?" Zhong Shan smiled foolishly.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Several anchors who were also awakened nearby also stood up and expressed the same wishes:

"Yes, let's act together with you. The next three hours must be very difficult, and the success rate of acting together is higher."

"I want to join too!"

Wen Jianyan glanced at the few people in front of him, sighed, and reluctantly compromised:

"Fine."

He put on the captain's airs and ordered: "In order to facilitate the next deployment, you all tell us your code names and talents."

Those people nodded one after another.

While they were talking, Wen Jianyan listened carefully.

Soon, he caught a bit of information that seemed to be of some use.

Wen Jianyan looked at the female anchor who had just introduced herself as Rui Rui, and asked with great interest, "Read and write? What do you mean?"

"It's somewhere between prophecy and psychic medium, but it's not quite the same talent as these two... I will ask questions to some kind of existence in the dark, and they will give me a painting."

Rui Rui took out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket, unfolded it and handed it to Wen Jianyan:

"Something like this."

"As my talent upgrades, the images I read and write will become clearer and my reading ability will gradually increase. However, there will still be many unstable factors, because I can't get very specific answers. There will only be a general direction, and it is even more elusive as to whether the result of this direction is good or bad."

"Well, that's it."

Wen Jianyan showed a thoughtful expression.

This talent is rare and dangerous.

It does not get exact directions like a prophecy, nor does it perceive danger like a psychic.

If interpreted incorrectly... there is a good chance that the risks will far outweigh the benefits.

However, its scope of application is far greater than the above two talents, and if it can be effectively used, its potential is extraordinary.

Zhong Shan on the side added: "Actually, Lockett's team was able to contact the Black team because of her talent."

Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on the piece of paper in his hand, and he was slightly taken aback.

Countless messy lines are intertwined, forming a weird and unsettling picture.

A street similar to this, like a shopping street, can be vaguely seen above, and in the corner of the picture, there is a blacked-out area.

This picture is very familiar, almost like...

Chen Mo's surprised voice sounded from the side: "Wait a minute, does this painting look like an oil painting in 329?"

"Exactly the same."

Wen Jianyan said slowly.

He pressed his finger on the edge of the crumpled drawing paper, the small, painted black corner.

Here, it is the shop marked as "mounting painting shop" on the previous oil painting.

It was also when he was facing that painting...

The brand left by Wu Zhu began to move around.

"What is the specific content of your reading?" Wen Jianyan shook the piece of paper in his hand, turned to look at Rui Rui, and asked.

Rui Rui was taken aback.

Although Wen Jianyan didn't know what the purpose of asking was, he answered honestly: "Where can we meet Black Fang?"

Wen Jianyan's eyes were burning, and she looked down at the blackened area on the drawing paper.

It seems... this is Black's next destination.

Is it a painting shop?

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