Room 6 was Dong Xiwen's room. After tearing off the wallpaper, the Players likewise found no new clues.
Dong Xiwen explained, "I found the torn script page from Act One on the desk. It was sitting right there in plain sight. I almost suspected this Instance was insulting my intelligence."
Qi Si nodded and looked toward the desk in the corner. "Dong Xiwen, I have a feeling the ghost associated with your room is probably related to writing. You'd best stay away from that desk later."
Dong Xiwen truly hadn't expected Qi Si to show him such kindness. In his view, if there were a way to clear the Instance by killing the others, this murderer would definitely carry it out without hesitation.
What was this supposed to be? A gesture of goodwill? Pretending to be a good person?
Seeing Dong Xiwen's guarded expression, Qi Si merely smiled indifferently. After saying, "I'm leaving first," he went out and returned to his own room.
He leaned against the door and listened as the Players' footsteps scattered away. Only after determining that everyone had returned to their own rooms did he turn the handle again and push the door open.
The stage was already empty. Only neon lights shone from every angle onto the gleaming, reflective floor, decking the entire scene in brilliant light and blurring his vision.
At certain moments, shadows could be seen obscured beneath the patches of light, but they vanished in an instant, impossible to make out clearly.
Qi Si headed straight for Room 6.
Ever since Act One had ended, he had vaguely sensed that this Instance was far from simple.
When facing a complicated Instance, either kill the other Players, or throw the situation into chaos...
In Room 6, only after everyone had left did