(BL)(MTL) After the full-level boss strayed into the infinite game

2-10

Chapter 2 Bride of the River God 2[1/2 Page]

Outside the window, a flash of lightning flashed, followed by a loud bang.

Amid the lightning and thunder, the sky seemed to have a hole, and the rainstorm crackled down, smashing the windows and rattling, as if countless invisible hands were knocking on the doors and windows in a hurry, trying to invade the hotel.

The kerosene lamp flickered a few times, and the room flickered, melting half of Bailixin's body into the darkness.

Baili Xin tapped the table lightly with his index finger, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

Wang Cancan glanced at Baili Xin's hand. His five fingers were white and well-articulated. The length and thickness of each knuckle were just right, making people unable to take their eyes off.

The flickering light cast down on Bai Lixin's face, and the long eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the expression in his eyes.

Zhou Guang asked anxiously, "Who is the murderer?"

The movement of tapping the table with his fingertips was slightly stagnant, and Bai Lixin stretched his other hand forward, revealing a few sheets of white paper in his palm, "The window was opened just now, I was afraid that the paper would be blown away, so I put it away. This piece of paper should be our only answer carrier, don't throw it away."

Only then did a few people realize that the paper in front of them had disappeared.

First was the joy of finding the signal, then the shock of Yang Hao's terrifying death, and then observing the corpse. After this series of events, they all forgot that there was a piece of paper in front of them.

Zhou Guang quickly took a blank piece of paper from Baili Xin's hand, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

Bai Lixin: "You're welcome."

After the rest of the people drew a blank sheet of paper one after another, Bai Lixin took out a few pens from the darkness, and said with a smile: "There are still pens."

Everyone: "..."

Handsome guy, are you Doraemon?

Where did this pen come from?

After several people got their pens in their hands, Zhou Guang continued to ask, "Do you really know who the murderer is?"

Bai Lixin glanced sideways at Fujibox, "Shen Gudao is right, the handprints on the neck of the deceased were wide and deformed. There is a certain proportional relationship between the height of the hands and the body, so it can be inferred that the murderer's height should be around Between 175 and 180, Li Cancan can indeed be ruled out."