Her Talent for Courting Death Has Always Been Impressive - Chapter 27 Part 3

But as for the specific effects, she really couldn’t guarantee. They’d have to have that person try it personally to know.

—So now the question is, where are they going to find people?

“I remember you guys should have specially configured emergency phones internally, right?” Yang Buqi looked at Su Sui’er, “Those things can’t be used either?”

“If they could be used, would I have been searching on foot for so long?” Su Sui’er gave him an exasperated look.

In fact, she had tried before. The device still had power and could make calls, but when the call connected, instead of her companion’s voice, what came through was faint murmuring and strange laughter. As soon as she hung up, there were eerie noises outside the room, scaring her into immediately running away—after that, who would dare to try a second time.

Hearing her description, Xu Turan actually felt quite the urge to try it out. Unfortunately, because Su Sui’er was worried about being targeted by “it”, she threw away the emergency phone while running away. Xu Turan could only give up regretfully.

Xu Turan: “…”

She leaned against the sofa, lowering her head in thought for a while, then suddenly spoke: “Let’s confirm again, the only ones still considered alive in this domain right now are the ability users, right?”

“From the descriptions in the notebook, that seems to be the case,” Yang Buqi nodded, “Everything written in that notebook is true.”

At least from the little girl’s perspective, it’s true.

“Alright,” Xu Turan sat up straight, “Then I have a way to find people. It might be a bit troublesome though.”

Meeting Su Sui’er’s surprised gaze, she slowly began: “First, monsters don’t close doors, right? This is also confirmed by the content in the diary. This means that when monsters pass through rooms, if no one goes to close the doors, then the rooms connected before and after won’t change.”

“…”

Yang Buqi raised an eyebrow slightly, for some reason, an ominous feeling floated up in his heart again.

Xu Turan didn’t pay attention to him and continued on her own: “So, we can make this assumption—if we have a monster, with a rope tied to it, let it walk out from this room. As long as there’s no interference along the way, other people should be able to follow the rope tied to its body and find our location in reverse.”

“…” Su Sui’er tried to understand for a moment, then skeptically spoke, “It sounds feasible… but first, you need a monster.”

Secondly, you also need a rope long enough.

This sounds very difficult to achieve!

Su Sui’er was seriously refuting when she saw Xu Turan take off the shoulder bag she had been carrying all along.

There were several things wrapped in silver paper in that bag. Su Sui’er had noticed these before but hadn’t paid much attention. Now seeing Xu Turan start to manually remove the packaging, she couldn’t help but have a head full of question marks.

Xu Turan was very quick, and soon unwrapped two items—one was a cloth doll with long hair, and the other was a Polaroid camera stained with blood.

Su Sui’er: “…???”

“This Polaroid camera, every time it takes a picture, it can produce a female ghost.”

Xu Turan earnestly picked up the camera, her tone as sincere as if she was doing a sales pitch, “And Yang Buqi once said. This Polaroid camera itself is not high-level, so the female ghosts it produces are even weaker. For ability users, they should be very easy to deal with. Even if they get eaten halfway, it’s not a pity.”

Polaroid camera: …

After finishing, Xu Turan picked up the long-haired cloth doll beside her: “And this doll—don’t look at it as ordinary, it actually has a natural advantage. Its hair can grow infinitely.”

Su Sui’er: …

No, I didn’t think it was ordinary at all. This thing is obviously higher level than me, okay?

Su Sui’er instinctively felt nervous due to the appearance of the cloth doll. On the other side, Xu Turan also seriously took out the business card she had taken from Yang Buqi’s room:

“As for this, it can be used to write some hints to help people who see it. There’s also a torch symbol on it, right? It’s more convincing. As for what to use to write, well… hmm…”

First, those strange red pens must be ruled out. The problem is, besides that, they don’t have any other suitable writing tools at hand. They can’t write in blood on such a small and slippery business card, right…

Xu Turan thought for a moment, suddenly stood up and walked to one side of the room, opened the door and looked.

She saw that the “poison” that Yang Buqi had applied to the doorknob earlier was still glowing with a green light, very conspicuous.

Xu Turan: …

She paused for a moment, turned to look at Yang Buqi: “Um, Mr. Yang…”

She used an honorific.

She actually used an honorific.

Yang Buqi’s heart instantly suspended.

“I remember you said this poison only works on monsters, right?” Xu Turan said thoughtfully, turning her head to smile at him.

With her naturally delicate features, the smile was quite beautiful.

Yang Buqi: …

At this moment, he suddenly could empathize very well with the feelings of those supernatural items.

Ten minutes later.

In another room.

An Nai exerted force with both hands, violently twisting the neck of the man in front of him. The man’s eyes rolled back as he fell to the ground, the long blood vessel on his chest slapping against the floor like an elephant’s trunk, starting to shrink and dry up bit by bit.

An Nai closed his eyes with a sigh, put his hands together and bowed to the other person. He quickly turned and walked towards the next room—the next door was also ajar. This made his heart skip a beat.

Another monster… Is there no living person left in this place?

He cautiously pushed open the door, found the room empty, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

He couldn’t remember how long he had been separated from his companions. Every time he opened a door, it was accompanied by great shock or disappointment. In the constantly looping rooms, it seemed only he was left endlessly turning around, hope constantly falling through, fatigue and hidden fear growing like vines.

He knew there was no need to eat in this space, but when he saw the beer placed on the table, he still opened it and took a sip. Halfway through drinking, he suddenly heard a click from the door behind him—

The doorknob turned.

Something was opening the door.

Was it a person? Or a monster?

An Nai’s heart suspended, he immediately put down the beer, quietly hid against the wall by the door, holding his breath.

The door was pushed open, and a figure crawled in.

Yes, crawled—An Nai looked at the twisted limbs, and disappointment welled up again.

Not human.

However, he quickly noticed something was off.

The monsters in this place were very uniform in style. They looked not much different from living people, just with one or two extra blood vessels—he hadn’t seen this wet, crawling type before.

And this one seemed very weak…

An Nai frowned slightly, with the idea of observing further, he moved a little closer.

…Then he was stunned.

Due to the angle, he could clearly see that something seemed to be attached to the female ghost’s hair… it seemed to be a thread? Following her dirty hair hanging down, it dragged out a long trail behind her.

This wasn’t the main point.

The main point was that there were several pieces of paper hanging on that thread.

The papers dragged on the ground, each separated by a small distance, like festive flags hung up during holidays. There were also a few words written on each piece of paper, in green. An Nai’s eyesight wasn’t very good, he squinted for a while to recognize them, and his expression became even more peculiar.

The words on those pieces of paper, when strung together, formed exactly one sentence.

【To gather, please follow this thread.】

【The living don’t deceive the living!】

An Nai: …

Huh???