Corresponding to the position of the key hooks, there were small pieces of white tape.

The room numbers were written on the tape with a blue ballpoint pen.

It seemed that these were the spare keys left by the landlord.

Most of the key hooks had two keys, but some positions only had one left.

It seemed that the rooms with only one key left were already rented out, leaving only the spare keys.

These corresponded to the rooms they were in.

Jiang Cheng picked up the key rack; there was an empty spot in a relatively remote position.

After seeing the corresponding room number, Hua Luo's expression changed.

Room 808.

Wu's room.

"Who took the spare key to room 808?" Fatty blinked, puzzled. "The landlord?"

Chu Jiu shook her head and analyzed with her little head lowered, "Probably not. Since he knows what happened in room 808, he definitely doesn't want to get into trouble."

"If it wasn't the landlord, then who was it?" Fatty seemed to remember something, turned his head, and suddenly said, "Could it be Wu? When he took it, there was only one key left?"

"And he just took the only key left."

"Then why didn't he ask?" Hua Luo rubbed his chin, retorting, "I don't believe he couldn't figure out such a simple question."

"Then he took both keys?" Judging from his tone, Fatty himself felt that this possibility was unlikely.

At the beginning of a mission, generally no one would do anything that obviously violated the NPC's instructions.

That would be no different from courting death.

"Do you guys remember?" Wan Yuan Ning, who had been silent for a long time, spoke, "Wu took his key from the drawer himself, while the landlord gave us ours."

Fatty's eyes paused, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. "What are you trying to say?"

Everyone pieced together Wu's behavior and the clues they had recently discovered, and they also noticed something strange.

"You're saying Wu is different from us?" Hua Luo lowered his voice, "He's a ghost mixed in with us?"

"That's a good hypothesis." Jiang Cheng continued, "If the hypothesis is true, have you thought about when the ghost mixed in?"

"If the real Wu was killed, then it should have been after the mission officially started."

Jiang Cheng's words were relatively subtle, but everyone understood, but this guess… was a little hard to accept for a while.

"You mean there was never a person named Wu, and he was a ghost from the beginning to the end?" Chu Jiu said in surprise.

"Don't be nervous." Jiang Cheng comforted, "This is just one guess, but it also explains why Wu has been different from us since the beginning of the mission, doesn't it?"

Calming down to think about it, there were actually many loopholes in Wu's behavior, and the key was just one of them.

He was lucky enough to choose Lin Chen's room, but nothing ever happened to him, and he still had that nonchalant attitude during the mission...

"Impossible." After a moment of silence, Wan Yuan Ning shook her head, "The ghosts in the mission cannot use the identity of a player to mix in before the mission has officially started."

As if to corroborate her words, she looked around and asked, "Have you ever encountered such a situation before?"

No one answered, but judging from their expressions, everyone hadn't.

"But not having and not existing are two different things." Jiang Cheng looked at her, "Perhaps those who have encountered such a thing are dead."

Survivor bias.

Everyone understood this principle.

"So this is just a guess. We still need evidence to know the specifics." Jiang Cheng patted his clothes and continued, "Of course, if we can confirm that there is a problem with Wu, then I think we have found the man in black."

Fatty, who was closest to Jiang Cheng, couldn't help but gasp. Wu's appearance appeared in his mind, but it was difficult for him to associate him with the man in black.

In the dark, everyone had a feeling that something was wrong.

This mission was different from any previous one, not in terms of danger. To be honest, although there were many ghosts this time, they were relatively kind.

Until now, a copy with 12 participants had only killed 3 people, a 75% survival rate, which was truly unimaginable.

The so-called rules… seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

After thinking for a moment, Hua Luo turned his gaze to Jiang Cheng again. This young man looked like he didn't care about anything, but his thinking was clear, and he was a reliable teammate.

"Mr. Hao." He lowered his voice, "What do you think we should do?"

"First find out about Lin Chen's circle." Jiang Cheng put down the key rack, closed the drawer again, turned around, and looked at Hua Luo, saying, "Since you can get the police files, can you find a way to get Lin Chen's manuscripts?"

"Preferably within a week or a month before she fell from the building," Jiang Cheng added.

Many creators would vent their emotions in their works. Jiang Cheng hoped to start from here to see if he could find some clues.

Hua Luo nodded, "I'll do my best."

Then, Jiang Cheng scanned everyone with a scrutinizing gaze. Wan Yuan Ning frowned. She seemed to dislike being looked at like this, which made her feel like a commodity.

"Besides Wu, do any of you know the remaining two people in Building 3?" Jiang Cheng said in a relatively euphemistic tone, "Or... know their background?"

In fact, he was just asking if anyone had come with them as a team.

Lu Huaxu was already dead. Besides Wu, there were still Liu Guo and Wei Jin Ting.

Being able to ask such a question was purely a last resort. They now urgently needed to understand the situation in Building 3 in order to determine Wu's identity.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one admitted it.

This was not a place to stay for long. Everyone closed the door and prepared to leave.

It was getting late, but no one suggested staying on the first floor to wait for their teammates from Building 3 to meet up.

Because Weng Qing was on the 7th floor, everyone went to the 6th floor, to Fatty's room.

But as soon as they sat down, the phone rang. Fatty was getting ice-cold mineral water for everyone from the refrigerator, and his hand couldn't help but tremble.

Jiang Cheng quickly walked to the phone. The screen showed an unfamiliar incoming call.

After calming down, Jiang Cheng grabbed the phone.

A very rapid breathing sound came from the other side, "Hello, is anyone listening?" It was Liu Guo's voice, but it sounded like he was in a very bad situation.

Wan Yuan Ning was very close to Jiang Cheng. At the same time as hearing Liu Guo's voice, her pupils immediately shrank.

Jiang Cheng didn't say a word.

The other side seemed to understand what was going on and said urgently, "I'm Liu Guo. I'm trapped in Qiao Yu's brother's coffee shop. Wu and Wei Jin Ting have disappeared."

Buzz...

Buzz...

"The location I'm in now is very strange, no, it's the time that's strange." Liu Guo said quickly, with strange electrical noises from time to time in the phone.

Buzz...

"Everything was fine just now. I don't know when it started, but when I came back to my senses, I was the only one left in the coffee shop. Everyone else has disappeared!"

"I'm at the front desk now, and... the time here shows July 7th!"

"Yes, you heard me right!" Liu Guo said excitedly, "I've returned to the past, and now... now I have a letter next to me, which is addressed to room 808 of Ping An Apartment. The recipient is called Lin Chen!"