Chapter 442 Contradiction Spiral (3)
No one ever thought
At the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, in the last house, the body of the deceased who was brutally dismembered turned out to be Erin Caswiena!
This astonishing discovery has undoubtedly made the mystery surrounding the whole thing more and more confusing, and even vaguely revealing a hint of horror.
The person who walked out of the Casanova Hotel, left this strange city, lived the rest of his life in peace, wrote books in his later years, and left a distress signal for the future, was actually a fake!
"That's impossible!"
Constantine was a little unacceptable, his brain was like a mess, his face was slightly pale, and his pupils were trembling subconsciously.
Although they haven't been together for a long time, what he can be sure of is that there is nothing suspicious about Irene's behavior or the soul fluctuations emanating from it. She is a real human being and can never be some kind of puppet. Or other biological camouflage.
However, Nexia wouldn't lie.
The meaning of her existence here is like the nc in the game. Only after they trigger an event, will they give some corresponding prompts, so before triggering the event, Nexia cannot spoil it.
In other words
The woman with outstanding appearance and excellent figure was brutally murdered by her husband, Wilbur Walter Leyon, before she knew it, and her body was placed in this room.
But then, the problem arose again.
Since Irene is really dead, what is Irene who walked out?
In fact, Lorde also found it very strange.
No matter how bad Constantine is, he is still a god of death, and his perception of the soul will not go wrong. Besides, he has rich experience in exorcism.
Nexia guessed that they didn't understand, so she explained: "That Irene is not so much a fake, but a copy, they have the same mind, memory, and even soul, the only difference is, It's just that she doesn't have time of her own."
"The easy-to-understand understanding is that Irene is actually Irene, but she has been trapped in this thin prison for the time she has existed, and only the body and soul go out."
"And a creature without time is like a dead corpse, so she can walk out of the city without being noticed by you."
Although Nexia's explanation is very easy to understand, Lord and Constantine don't understand this aspect at all, so they still don't understand the principle very well.
After barely listening to the explanation, they simply and rudely came to the conclusion that the Irene who went out was a fake, and the Irene who died was the real thing.
"and many more"
Constantine seemed to suddenly think of something, his whole body trembled as if struck by lightning, and he swallowed his saliva with a pale face, and said, "If the dead Irene is real,
So those other living people in the hotel have already been there long ago?"
Nexia sighed softly, nodded silently, and said the second half of the sentence: "You guessed it right, those people are already dead."
Sure enough
Lorde sighed slightly. The people in the hotel have long since died. It is difficult to say whether those above are still alive.
"all dead"
Hearing this, Konstantin was stunned for a few seconds, then seemed to be deflated, his body resting on the door, his eyes looking at the head with complex eyes: "What do you mean when you say the sin is serious? "
"no."
Nexia shook her head and said, "There are other more important reasons why they are so sinful, and it is also the truth that you are going to pursue."
"The truth haha"
Constantine laughed at himself, and said with drooping eyelids, "I'm afraid that the price of this truth, few of us can't bear it."
Nexia remained silent and returned to her mute state. It seemed that there were only a few clues that could be revealed at the moment.
"It's so fucking aggrieved, like an idiot, being led by the nose!" Constantine gritted his teeth and hammered the wall in anger and hatred.
Lorde ignored him and kept thinking about something, his eyes were always locked on Irene's head, and there was a faint solemnity between his brows, and he asked, "This should be the seventy-fifth way to die, right?"
"Yeah, there are fifteen rooms on the first floor, and there are seventy-five rooms in total." Constantine looked up at him and said in a muffled voice, "Thanks to those perverts named Wilbur, we can appreciate it. So many ways to die." 0
Lord said: "The way of death is different in every room. Under the surface of the seemingly accidental, it is actually Wilbur's intention. What is his intention?"
"It's not obvious"
Constantine sneered and said, "That Wilbur Whatley is a pervert. He collects different ways of dying and slowly appreciates it to satisfy his special hobbies."
"It shouldn't be that simple"
Lord's brows sank slightly. When sorting out all the clues, an aura suddenly flashed through his mind, but unfortunately the speed was too fast and too vague, and the known clues were insufficient, so he failed to grasp the idea.
"Father, go to the eighth floor."
Nexia tugged at Lorde's sleeve, looked at him with those emerald green eyes, and said, "Wait until the eighth floor, after reading the things there, you will understand soon."
"Okay, listen to you."
Now that the only prophet has spoken, Lord simply gave up reasoning temporarily, nodded, and said, "Let's go to the eighth floor to see what secrets are hidden here."
The three moved forward one after another, speechless all the way.
The situation of the seventh layer is the same, so it is not repeated here.
After going down to the eighth floor, it is finally no longer a dull dark red, but a banquet hall. The decoration can be described as extremely luxurious. The four pillars are carved with European-style goddess reliefs, and the pure white marble vaulted room. On the top, there is a row of multi-layered gorgeous crystal lamps, emitting a soft and bright light, setting off the entire banquet hall like a royal family.
Expensive Arabic carpets cover the entire banquet hall, and it feels very soft to step on. A rectangular dining table is in the middle, delicate cutlery and utensils are scattered on the long white table, and a few candles that have been burned out , and eat some leftover meals. x
It can be seen that a banquet has just been held here.
And the people attending the dinner should be quite happy, otherwise they won't sprinkle wine water everywhere.
What about secret?
Nexia asked them to go down to the eighth floor. Could it be this banquet hall?
Lorde cast a suspicious look, as if asking Nexia what exactly you showed me.
"There, father."
Nexia raised her hand and pointed to the direction of the banquet hall facing the door.
After being prompted, Lord and Constantine looked in the direction indicated. Behind the rectangular dining table, which was directly opposite the entrance gate, in the middle of the wall carved with goddesses and flowers, there was a crimson English Wall Clock. div
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