Chapter 100 One Hundred Years...

The players present gasped, all able to sense the terror hidden beneath the joking words.

"The handwriting on this note is exactly the same as the notes Bob received yesterday, the day before, and the day before that."

Ω put down the note. Inside the fishbowl helmet, the blue liquid churned. "Bob, he really stayed in that dark space for a hundred years?"

"Probably not,"

Bai Haozheng shook his head and said, "Remember the last two nights?

Bob slept soundly until dawn, not like what was written on the paper, instantly coming out of the dark space and losing the memory of being inside.

Moreover, if he came out instantly, he should have seen the Black Saint in the elevator in the room at that time and indicated through the note that he was safe.

Personally, I'm more inclined to two possibilities:

First, Bob's body remained in the bedroom of room 0908, while his consciousness entered the dark space. His perception of the flow of time was slowed down,

and the longer he stayed inside, the slower the flow of time became.

Until he reached the time limit, or he found a way to end his life in the dark space and committed suicide,

he was then teleported out.

However, there are many loopholes in this explanation.

If it was Bob's consciousness that entered the dark space, then what about this diary full of content? Why would this note appear in the room?

Second, Bob's body and consciousness both entered the dark space.

This theory can explain the dirty diary and notes that appeared in the room,

and it can also explain the strange behavior of the six bamboo hat figures."

"Hmm?"

The Black Saint raised an eyebrow, his mind racing, and instantly understood what Bai Haozheng meant. "You mean the bamboo hat figures were chanting that one was missing, referring to a resident on the hotel floor.

They were walking up the corridor for the sake of the rule in the hotel guide that 'each floor needs to be occupied'?

Since Bob's entire being, both body and consciousness, entered the dark space, the ninth floor no longer had a resident, attracting the bamboo hat figures.

And as Bob returned or died, the rule was satisfied, and the bamboo hat figures dissipated on their own?"

"That's right."

Bai Haozheng nodded. "But I myself know that this hypothesis may not be entirely correct.

If the bamboo hat figures came because there were too few people on the floor, then the fifth floor, where Li Risheng was in the elevator, should be the primary target of attack.

Moreover, yesterday, when all the floors had residents or dead people, the bamboo hat figures still appeared—this phenomenon also contradicts my hypothesis."

"If it wasn't the bamboo hat figures, then who killed Bob?"

Yu Yi frowned in her heart and asked, "When the Black Saint and Li Risheng came to the ninth floor in the elevator, the room door was open, and Bob's figure was no longer in the room.

Assuming he died in the dark space and his body was teleported out, then why would the door be open? And where is the body?

If he didn't even teleport his body out, then why would the diary and paper appear in the room? And why is there so much blood on the ground?

Or, Bob teleported out alive, only to encounter misfortune in the room.

Someone, or something, opened his door, forcibly killed him, and took the body away—this would explain the messy scene in the room and the disappearance of the body."

"Are you implying that someone among us lied and became a traitor?"

13mArk snorted coldly, staring at Yu Yi's heart and said, "Anomalies are anomalies, why add the phrase 'someone'?

By saying that, you are completely implying that one of us killed Bob.

Do you suspect the Black Saint?

Tonight, he came down from the thirteenth floor in the elevator. When he passed the ninth floor, he had the perfect opportunity to open the door and do something to Bob.

The day before yesterday, Bob had already told us that the content of his note was likely to be sleeping soundly all night, losing consciousness.

The Black Saint could set up a trap in the room, and when the time came, the trap would automatically trigger and kill the unconscious Bob.

The day before yesterday, Mu Yin Zhi Gui clearly did nothing wrong, but was inexplicably taken away and killed by the bamboo hat figures.

In other words, the bamboo hat figures may be killing people randomly, and after killing one person, they automatically retreat.

In order to avoid the random killing turning to himself, the Black Saint took the initiative to propose entering the absolutely safe elevator to take refuge.

And in order to prevent the elevator from malfunctioning, he also set up a trap targeting Bob. If the situation was not right, he would kill Bob.

If the bamboo hat figures did not appear, he would return to the ninth floor, dismantle the trap, and let Bob go—anyway, Bob was still sleeping and would not identify him as the traitor.

Also, look at the list of previous victims.

Mu Yin Zhi Gui on the twelfth floor, Dan Fei on the eleventh floor, and Ka Fei on the tenth floor.

If the bamboo hat figures are not killing people randomly, but spreading up or down with the eleventh floor as the center,

then the Black Saint, who lives on the thirteenth floor, also has a reason to take action, first killing Bob on the ninth floor to keep himself safe.

Am I right?"

Yu Yi listened quietly to 13mArk's words, her beautiful face as cold as frost, without any expression.

Suddenly, the high school girl's arm slashed out like lightning. Accompanied by a gust of wind, the samurai sword at her waist had already been drawn, the sharp tip aimed at 13mArk's soft neck.

The cold light quietly shone on 13mArk's bronze skin.

?!

Bai Haozheng frowned slightly. The Nian Dong Li (psychic power) accumulated under his feet suddenly erupted, soaring up like thousands of tiny snakes, enveloping the sky above room 0908, ready to intervene between Yu Yi and 13mArk at any time to stop the conflict.

"Please calm down, you two. Our main enemies, past, present, and future, are the Hai Tun (dolphin) Hotel and the everyday life that resides within it. There's really no need to be hostile and suspicious of each other."

Bai Haozheng persuaded gently, but the two people in the confrontation did not give him any face at all.

13mArk raised his head slightly, looking at Yu Yi in front of him, a sneer flashing across his dissolute face, "Little sister, who are you threatening?"

Beneath his tailored suit, countless metal mechanical arms suddenly extended. Each mechanical arm was connected to modern weapons such as gun barrels, cannon barrels, and micro-missiles.

Accompanied by the clattering sound of loading,

a large number of modern firearms were either on his shoulders, hanging from his waist, or perpendicular to his chest,

densely packed, all pointing at Yu Yi's heart.

"..."

Yu Yi's eyes, pointed at by the deadly firearms, were as cold as ice. A burst of air waves erupted around her, with thousands of swords tumbling in the air waves.

The large number of modern firearms extending from 13mArk's body broke in response, but there were still a few missiles painted with black skulls pointing at Yu Yi's heart.

"Next time, if there's something you want to say but don't dare to, don't frame others."

Yu Yi said slowly, slowly drawing back the samurai sword, sheathing it.

13mArk snorted coldly, wiping a faint bloodstain from his neck with his palm.