Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 196 Is it a game or a script?

Huai Yalin, who was sitting next to Zhang Jingtian, had a cold expression on her face after she walked out of the room where someone had died.

She clenched her hands so hard that she looked like she was about to explode.

"Tell me, could it be that every time a designated date comes, everyone in that room is forced to die? There's no way to counter it?"

The taciturn Zhang Jingtian's expression also changed.

Because he felt that what Huai Yalin said was very likely.

Because he felt more and more that their secret realm this time was like a game.

The game stipulates that they are lovers, so they don't even have the right to refuse this identity.

In the game, they must go to bed at twelve o'clock, then they will fall asleep automatically.

And every night, someone in a room dies.

Maybe it's random sampling, or maybe it's based on some pattern.

But as long as a room number is drawn, there is no doubt that the people in this room will die.

Zhang Jingtian, like Huai Yalin, actually doesn't like this kind of secret place.

Because all their abilities seemed to be useless here, and they were powerless in the face of the rules of killing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jingtian turned his head and looked at Huai Yalin who was silent:

"Do you think we can still break the deadlock in this situation?"

Huai Yalin stood in the corridor, feeling a little depressed.

Because she felt that she had come to a secret place beyond her ability.

In fact, if she was the only one here, it would be fine. She would accept the loss and her death was her own choice.

But now Zhang Jingtian is by her side, and Huai Yalin really feels that it is because of her that Zhang Jingtian's death occurred.

Thinking of this, an expression of regret immediately appeared on Huai Yalin's face.

"Maybe we need to find the pattern, and then there must be a way to crack it. But I'm really not very good at this. Maybe you can only rely on yourself."

Huai Yalin felt that she had always been the type with strong limbs and a simple mind, so asking her to crack the rules would be no different from killing her.

So she had to turn to Zhang Jingtian for help.

Zhang Jingtian on the side looked at Huai Yalin silently. After a moment, he spoke:

"I think there's no point in trying to find a pattern in the deaths. How is that any different from just waiting to die?

If it were up to me, I think we should just go find the murderer.

According to the setting of this secret realm, even if he is omnipotent at night, as long as it is daytime, he should be a resident of this hotel like us. So if we can find him during the day and kill him, perhaps all problems can be solved.

Huai Yalin never expected that Zhang Jingtian would come up with such a plan.

But she had to admit that what Zhang Jingtian said was obviously much more reliable than she thought.

"Okay." Huai Yalin nodded: "Let's do as you say. What do you think, will he be a man or a woman, and what kind of person is he?"

Zhang Jingtian shrugged: "I'm not a fortune teller. By the way, do you have a heroic spirit that can tell fortunes? Or in other words, do you have the corresponding spell card?" Zhang Jingtian suddenly thought of the Stone Throwing to Ask for Directions card he had obtained before, which was a spell card that could predict the future.

In such a secret realm where all conditions are vague and confusing, Zhang Jingtian feels that at this time, he needs some metaphysical spell cards to help.

Huai Yalin on the side shook her head. All her heroic spirits and spell cards were combat-oriented.

In other words, Huai Yalin is a pure combat expert.

In her eyes, there is nothing that can't be solved with a fight.

"Then we can only find a way to meet those guests."

Zhang Jingtian was worrying about how he should meet every guest in the hotel when his phone rang as he had just returned to the room.

After hearing the voice, Zhang Jingtian immediately walked towards the landline and picked up the phone.

Then, Zhang Jingtian heard a man's voice on the other end of the phone.

It was the receptionist who asked Zhang Jingtian in a very polite tone:
"Mr. Zhang, don't forget to come to the restaurant for dinner tonight!"

Zhang Jingtian quietly pressed the hands-free key and then asked, "Eat? Why? We didn't make a dinner reservation!"

The receptionist on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "Didn't I tell Mr. Zhang? Dinner is a benefit provided by our hotel to all guests. As long as you come, you can enjoy it."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingtian clicked his tongue and thought that this was interesting.

"Really? Are all the guests coming?"

The receptionist agreed again: "Yes, this is also a good opportunity for guests to get to know each other. I think no one will miss it."

Huai Yalin rolled her eyes. "Isn't this too far-fetched? This is the first time I've heard of someone going to a hotel and actually getting to know the other guests. It's too weird!"

Zhang Jingtian shrugged and said with a smile: "Yeah, I don't understand why you would ask for that. But this may be our only good chance to see other guests."

When it was time for dinner, Zhang Jingtian and Huai Yalin went to the restaurant.

Objectively speaking, this secret realm is the most relaxing one Huai Yalin has ever encountered.

It was hard to believe that she had been in this secret realm for two days, but no battle had taken place. Instead, she had been lying in the hotel the entire time.

If you didn’t know, you would think she really came here to go on vacation with Zhang Jingtian!
After entering the restaurant, the first thing Zhang Jingtian saw was a group of guests wearing suits and dresses, sitting at the dining table and toasting each other.

But Zhang Jingtian felt that the smiles of everyone present seemed a little fake.

"Do you have a feeling?" Zhang Jingtian lowered his voice and said in Huai Yalin's ear: "These people don't look like living people."

Huai Yalin nodded: "They seem like a bunch of fake people. Looking at them makes me feel quite uncomfortable."

Then the two of them sat down at a table next to the bed.

"Are we just going to observe like this?" Huai Yalin felt indescribably impatient. "Isn't this too difficult? These people don't seem to be much different from each other."

Zhang Jingtian hummed, then continued, "So I think we need to take the lead in the direction of this story. If we are always led by others, it will be too disadvantageous for us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jingtian stood up and clapped his hands, attracting the attention of others.

"A guest died in our hotel yesterday, and the murderer is among us."

(End of this chapter)