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A fortune teller has always been a person who does whatever he wants.

Sometimes a thought suddenly pops up in her mind. When she reacts, her body unconsciously realizes the idea she is thinking in her mind.

Just like now.

At this time, she was already standing at the door of Dong'er's room.

There was no one else in the hall except her. Teacher Tianmi and the cameraman were not there, and her subjects didn't know where they went, which gave her plenty of time to commit the crime.

Even so, the fortune teller was still a little guilty, after all, he sneaked into someone's room.

But soon, she left this guilt behind.

In today's world, people with too little heart often cannot live long.

"We must figure out why there is no living person here on Dong'er." The fortune teller quickly flashed into the room in front of him.

All the rooms here are not locked, but she has given her an opportunity to take advantage of it.

When this door is opened, it will not make any disrepair sound, which will make the fortune teller who is afraid of being discovered by others and breathe a sigh of relief.

After entering the room, the fortune teller quickly looked at him.

Dong'er's room is basically the same as her own room layout.

As soon as you enter the room, there is a small display screen, which says "The guest player selected in this room is 'Dong'er'."

The fortune teller did not pay much attention to this display screen. This thing is available in every guest's room, so that the player can figure out whether he is playing the guest or the hidden player.

The walls of the room are as white as snow, and they are well decorated. There is a special fragrance in the air, as if Dong'er was spraying perfume in the room.

A single bed was placed on the right, with the head of the bed close to the wall, and the blue and white lattice fluff sheets drooped from the bed and hang softly onto the ground.

The bedside table is placed on one side of the window.

The huge window faces the door, and there is no anti-theft measure. This window is as big as the window in his room, so big that the fortune teller living on the first floor suspected that someone would break the window and robbery at any time.

Dong'er obviously has this kind of concern.

The thick curtains were pulled tightly, not clear at all, as if they were afraid that someone would peek out of the window.

The fortune teller felt a little strange: "Why are the curtains so tight?"

Although she was a little afraid of the too big window, she would not cover it so tightly in broad daylight.

She thought and walked towards the window.

But just as I passed the single bed next to me, a scent of strange smell penetrated into the fortune teller's nostrils.

She recognized that this was the scent she smelled when she entered the door, but by the bed, the scent seemed to be stronger and mixed with some other scents.

While the fortune teller's eyes were attracted by the bed, he also saw the things on the bedside table next to him.

Just now, because she was too far from the bedside table, she couldn't see anything on it, and the things on the cabinet were clearly reflected in her eyes.

"This is……"

The fortune teller took two steps at once and quickly stepped forward and picked up the card that was randomly placed on the cabinet.

"This is a card for choosing a heart-wrenching object!"

This card is particularly important to the guests. Others don’t know how the fortune teller is. She has always been with her, because she can fill in the object on the card at any time.

But Dong'er seemed to not care much about this card, and just casually put it on the table...

At this moment, she noticed that the smell she had just smelled became stronger.

It should have been sent from this bed.

The fortune teller looked at the single bed strangely and sniffed the sheets gently. She smelled the source of the smell was not the sheets, but from other places.

Naturally, the fortune teller turned his gaze under the bed.

She couldn't see the bottom of the bed directly because the blue and white fluffy sheets hang down from the bed and fell to the ground, barely covering the bed.

The fortune teller stared at the sheets hanging to the ground.

There is no living person among the tight curtains, the strange smell under the bed, the tabs thrown aside, and Dong'er's optional objects.

Combining these, a terrifying thought suddenly arose in the diviner's mind.

She couldn't help but tremble and slowly squatted down...

"This copy is called Sweet Lover, it is a blind date variety show dungeon. From the very beginning, we knew that there were two players on this copy... As guests, we also have the other party who is a hidden player."

"Because Teacher Sweetheart said that the guests chose the object of interest, I always thought that our side was in a completely active state, and the hidden players could only try their best to cover up their identity... But now it seems that's not the case at all!"

"In this copy, the one who wants to kill us the most is probably not a ghost..."

The fortune teller finally squatted in front of the bed. She stretched out one hand and pinched the fluffy sheet that fell to the ground and lifted it slightly.

A smell mixed with fragrance overflowed from the gap and rushed into the face.

The fortune teller could not tell what it tasted, but now that the distance was close, she could certainly tell it.

This is the corpse stinking mixed with fragrance!

It's true

In order to cover up people's eyes, a large amount of perfume is sprayed under the bed, in order to cover up the stench of the corpse emitted from the corpse under the bed!

There is a corpse underneath.

The fortune teller calmed down a little, then lifted the sheets even further.

She looked down slightly, and the first thing that caught her eye was a pale hand. It was obvious that the owner of the hand had been dead for a while and his skin was no longer covered with blood.

Next to this hand was a piece of stripped clothes.

The fortune teller did not continue to look at the whole picture of the corpse, but quickly picked up the quilt and spread it out. Sure enough, on the back of the clothes, there was a big number - "4".

This serial number will only be available after the clothes of the selected object.

The body under the bed and the clothes that were taken off all verified her idea.

The fortune teller shuddered violently.

"The 'Dong' we met before was not the real Dong'er at all, she is a hidden player!"

"When all players are involved in their rooms, the fake man comes up with a horrible idea."

"She took the opportunity to kill the real Dong'er and hid her under the bed, and then replaced the clothes with the serial number to impersonate her, so she would never fail in this copy!"

Yes, since the guest who can choose her is dead, she is absolutely safe.

No wonder the impostor before asked Teacher Tianmi if he could choose someone else's choice. It turned out that he was afraid that he would be chosen by other guests!

"She pretended so much... she went in and out of the guest's room naturally without any flaws. If I hadn't been divining her..."

At this time, the fortune teller suddenly remembered something: "It seems that Teacher Tianmi never called the fake Dong'er the 'guest' from beginning to end. She knew everything but did not reveal it, which means that the method of hiding the player to kill the guest was originally the normal way to play this dungeon!"

Thinking of this fortune teller took a deep breath and wanted to leave the terrifying player's room as soon as possible.

But at this moment, she suddenly realized that she had been covered by a hazy shadow at some point.

Immediately afterwards, the fortune teller heard a cold voice coming from the top of his head: "What are you doing?"