The person who came was the manager of the opera house. His surname was Zhou. Lin had seen him in the morning. His face was even paler than in the morning. He was even more shocked when he saw the two of them. His voice was trembling.

Manager Zhou was forced to the side by Wuxin. He showed an innocent expression. "What happened?

I just heard the commotion and came to take a look. "He begged for mercy." Let's talk nicely. I'll do my best to satisfy whatever you want. "

Wuxin said, "You didn't care when there was such a big commotion outside, but you noticed such a small commotion here. If you're not a ghost, then what are you?"

Manager Zhou smiled softly. "It's so chaotic outside. Where can I hide? I'm just looking for a place to hide."

Wuxin said to Lin, "Open the curtains and take a look."

Lin Yiyan, next to the cupboard in the corner of the curtain, there was a woman. She crouched in the corner of the window, holding a gun. It looked like she was preparing to ambush here, but she was shot dead by Wu Xin first. If it wasn't for Wu Xin's vigilance and quick movements, the two of them might have fallen into the trap.

Lin's mouth twitched. The actress's death was too tragic. She couldn't believe that Wuxin had the heart to do it.

The man who entered the room also gasped and fell back a few steps, as if he was seriously frightened.

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you instruct her to sneak an attack?"

Wuxin kicked the gun on the ground. "This gun is so broken, and you still have the nerve to put it here to lure us?

Are the natives of this world retarded or do you look down on us players? "

Manager Zhou said, "I'm not. I don't know. I don't know anything …"

Wuxin said, "You don't know anything when the matter is exposed. Are you a typical villain??

A snail?

Sha Ho Fresh Stall?

Castrated?

Anxious? Harmonious?

Ye Yuechuan? Ye Yuechuan?

Manager Zhou wanted to cry but had no tears.

Lin said, "… You're too smart. Are you sure he's a killer?"

"I'm not!"

Manager Zhou caught one person who was easy to talk to and quickly said, "I'm really not a killer. I'm the manager of the theater. Please be reasonable. If you continue to cause trouble, I'm going to call for help."

"Why didn't you call for help when Lina died?

Now you know how to call for help? "Lin's face was expressionless." Weren't you afraid that these things would be exposed?

Go ahead and shout. Let's see who will answer you. "

Manager Zhou realized that Lin was not easy to fool, so he sighed and said, "I'm not the only one at fault."

Wuxin: "Who else?"

Manager Zhou: "The girls went crazy and killed people. This has nothing to do with me. As the theater's manager, my duty is to ensure that the show goes on smoothly …"

Wuxin: "Do you think it's going well now?"

Manager Zhou said, "… It's the fourth act now. It's going pretty smoothly."

Lin: "So many people have died, but it's still considered smooth?"

Zhou: "It's their right to choose to commit suicide. We have no reason to interfere. As long as we can ensure that the show goes on smoothly, no matter the cost, we will try."

Wuxin said coldly, "You should know that according to the system's rules, those who witness a tragedy but do nothing will be judged guilty."

Zhou was stunned. "Are you a judge?"

Wuxin: "Every player has the right to judge. They can be a judge or an executioner. This is the power that the system gives to the players. It's also the essential difference between the natives and the system's players.

That's right, I'm a judge. As a judge, I'm going to judge you. Just because you didn't save people and allowed them to cause trouble, I can sentence you to the Eight Hells. You'll suffer the punishment of hell in the system forever, never to be free. "

Lin's heart trembled. She realized that Wuxin's words were mostly directed at her. There must be many rules in the system. Wuxin was teaching Lin by example.

When Manager Zhou heard Wuxin's words, his face darkened. He lowered his head and didn't say a word.

Wuxin said, "If you tell me the truth, I might be able to give you a lighter sentence."

"… They're being manipulated."

Wuxin: "Who's manipulating them?"

Zhou said in a low voice, "I'll take you to them."

After he said this, the door was opened from the outside. The Undead had been waiting outside for a long time. Beside him was a girl in blood-red clothes. She was the actress who had replaced Lina on stage today. Her name was Angel.

Angel looked absent-minded, but other than that, she didn't seem to be acting strangely.

At this time, it was chaos outside the theater. The scene of two sides fighting had turned into a free-for-all. Everyone was attacking indiscriminately. For a moment, the theater was filled with wailing and howling. It was like a scene of a ghost invasion.

"Them?

How many people are there? "

The Undead's voice wasn't loud, but it wasn't affected by the noisy environment at all. Every word was extremely clear.

"One, or two. I'm not sure how this happened. I'm guessing it's two people. The two most talented people in our theater …" Manager Zhou said in a trembling voice. "Angel, are you okay?"

Angel ignored Zhou's concern. She seemed to be in a complete daze.

Further inside the operating room on the sixth floor, there was a dilapidated piano room. There was a yellowed piece of paper on the piano. On one side, there was a score. On the other side, there were three lines written in two different handwriting:

She

is

a

Reaper. (She is the god of death)

Reaper

is

on

your

Way. (The god of death is coming)