The female administrator quickly dialed the phone.

When the police arrived, Zhao Yi scanned the crowd again.

He suddenly noticed that the cracks in his eyes... had grown larger.

A strange yet intriguing phenomenon...

What exactly are these cracks?

Zhao Yi had a vague suspicion.

Luo Qili told Zhao Yi that she also felt the cracks in front of her had grown larger.

And... there seemed to be something behind those cracks.

"Could it be related to time?"

"It seems like the cracks only grew larger after we entered the second day."

Luo Qili was puzzled, while Zhao Yi nodded.

This woman wasn't entirely clueless.

"It must be related to time, but the exact connection still needs to be observed."

"For now, we need to complete the second day's task and find the murderer."

Luo Qili lowered her head in thought, her sharp gaze sweeping over the crowd, suddenly thinking of something.

"The task requires us to identify the murderer before being killed... so can't we just wait for the murderer to come for us and then point them out directly?"

Zhao Yi chuckled:

"Then you'll die a horrible death."

"After all... completing the main quest doesn't mean the murderer can't continue killing..."

Luo Qili shuddered violently.

She almost overlooked such an important detail!

"Based on the current situation, during the murderer's act, their power is likely to become extremely terrifying..."

"At least the player can't resist, otherwise this task would have no difficulty at all."

"The player should identify the murderer during a time when the murderer isn't killing, otherwise even if identified... you'd probably still be killed!"

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Zhao Yi's analysis sent a chill through Luo Qili and the viewers in the live streaming room.

It seemed like players could exploit a loophole in the system's task... but it turned out to be a massive trap!

There was a commotion outside.

A group of obese, blond-haired, blue-eyed white police officers quickly arrived at the asylum and began collecting the bodies.

The female administrator chattered incessantly to them, but they didn't listen at all, even slapping her hard, muttering words like 'shit', 'fuck', 'bitch'.

The female administrator sat on the ground, stars in her eyes, nose bleeding, covering her face and crying.

Some of the lunatics came forward, carefully helping her up, saying some nonsensical words to comfort her.

They were mad, but not stupid.

In this asylum, the female administrator took good care of them, and there was quite a bit of affection between them.

Seeing the female administrator being bullied, they were furious but didn't dare to reprimand these white police officers.

They might end up with a magazine emptied into them or a suffocation package.

After all, in the eyes of those normal white people, their lives... didn't count as lives.

The police drove away with the bodies, without any investigation.

After an awkward atmosphere lingered for a while, some lunatics helped the female administrator back to rest, while the rest, even if they felt terrified, could only give up reluctantly.

Who would care about their life or death?

They just hoped that the perverted murderer would leave the asylum soon...

The crowd dispersed.

Zhao Yi wanted to check out the darkroom, where he could develop photos, perhaps finding batteries or film.

As he passed by room 306 next to his own, he suddenly stopped.

Yesterday, before the tragedy occurred, he heard the sound of a toilet flushing from next door.

And... it seemed like the toilet lid was closed before flushing.

Normally, wouldn't you watch your poop get flushed away, confirm it's clean, and then close the lid?

Could there be some psychological issue?

Hmm, worth investigating.

Zhao Yi knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock!

Creak—

The door opened.

Inside was clean, tidy, and the air was fresh, with no strange odors.

Most importantly... the toilet lid was open.

A cute-looking boy appeared in front of Zhao Yi, with rosy lips and white teeth, and innocent big eyes.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

The boy was polite and enthusiastic.

Unlike the mad patients outside.

His spirit seemed quite normal.

Zhao Yi chatted with him casually. The boy in this room spoke clearly and logically.

The boy told Zhao Yi that when he was born, his mother abandoned him in the toilet, and it was the director of the asylum who took him in.

He grew up here, and his favorite program was the preaching channel, which he watched several times or even dozens of times a day, listening to the pastor recite those words.

He wanted to be a good person like a priest, helping others, bathing in holy light, and going to the blissful Eden after death.

Zhao Yi glanced at the light in the boy's room and smiled:

"Is that your holy light?"

The boy was stunned, looked back, and also smiled:

"Yes!"

"Though it's bright, being under the light feels really warm!"

Zhao Yi nodded, said goodbye to him, and headed to the darkroom.

The dark red exposure seemed to provide the darkroom with a blood-like color, making people very uncomfortable. If a player's mental endurance was slightly weaker, their sanity might be affected.

After all... there was a murderer who could appear at any time in this asylum!

He searched around.

There was nothing related to cameras.

Nor was there any film.

"If the darkroom doesn't have these things... then other places probably won't either."

"Either these items can't be found in this task..."

"Or... they're hidden in a very peculiar place, and I need a hint from 'future me' to find them."

Zhao Yi quickly made a plan in his mind.

Back in his room, Luo Qili sent a message not long after.

"The floor in the room feels a bit hollow."

Zhao Yi replied calmly:

"There are secret passages in the asylum."

"Otherwise, the murderer couldn't drag the body into that room under everyone's watch."

After a long silence, Luo Qili sent another message.

"When do we move?"

Zhao Yi glanced at the room next door.

"Tomorrow."

"I have an idea, but I'm not sure."

"I need a little time."

With that, Zhao Yi turned on the TV again.

He switched to the preaching channel.

The priest held a scripture in one hand, reciting loudly:

[Light purifies the spirit of the good]

[Fire burns the flesh of the wicked]

[The great Father once said]

[Only by carrying goodness purified by light and sin burned by fire can one go to the blissful Eden...]

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