Showbiz Escape

Chapter 74
Tang Chunen and Zhou Jinyan took their respective clients and reached a temporary consensus, deciding that Tang Chunen would temporarily keep the golden rose, and everyone acted together, first trying to meet Wenzhuo.

Unexpectedly, before they took two steps, the courtyard suddenly became overcast, and the black tulip bushes danced wildly in the night like a falling curtain.

At the same moment, they heard singing resounding throughout the manor.

It seemed to be the singing voice of a certain young man. It was hard to tell what was being sung, but it was inexplicably sad and sympathetic.

Tang Chunen and Zhou Jinyan looked at each other, and they both thought of the song by coincidence.

—the head of the manor master singing.

It seems that this is a reminder.

Jiang Zhou looked into the distance, thoughtfully: "The voice came from the hall."

The so-called hall is naturally the hall of the dormitory building where the players are located, that is, the exhibition hall where Mrs. Kerst's various rare collections are placed.

"Since the head of the manor owner is indicated in the ballad, does it mean that Mrs. Kester is an evil intruder?" Tang Chunen analyzed reasonably, "Mrs. Kester killed the original manor owner and replaced him. The manor owner's soul will not rest in peace. Elegy every night, looking forward to the future warriors guarding justice—the story routine is generally like this.”

"That makes sense, then let's find that head first." Zhou Jinyan nodded, "Everyone be careful later, don't let any unclean things come out in the middle."

Tang Chunen flicked his coat, and pulled out the ax from the belt behind his waist: "No problem, everything is ready."

"...You have quite a complete set of equipment."

"Good talk, good talk."

……

……

About 15 minutes later, the four people who were temporarily allied had already passed through the unlocked building door and came to the exhibition hall on the first floor.

The lights in the exhibition hall were dim, and there were also guards patrolling back and forth. Since Zhou Jinyan lived on the second floor before, he had already avoided the guards and left once, so remembering the patrol rules of the other party, he took Tang Chunen and Jiang Zhou into the exhibition smoothly. hall.

They dare not walk upright, so they can only bend over and use various display cabinets to cover their figures to avoid being seen by the guards.

Fortunately, after a while of observation, they found that the guards would not approach these exhibits, but only patrolled the periphery.

As a result, in front of one of the showcases displaying antique gemstone crowns, Tang Chun'en accidentally bumped into a black shadow in front of him and almost fell down, but luckily he was caught by the opponent in time.

She raised her head and met the calm eyes of her best friend, feeling relieved.

"A Zhuo." She whispered, "Are you here too?"

Wen Zhuo patted her on the shoulder reassuringly: "Yes, here we come."

"What's the harvest on the fourth floor?"

"Found eight pearls, picked from the necks of some female mummies."

"Female mummy? Then tonight's female player..."

"Dead, drained of blood by medieval instruments of torture."

Tang Chunen took a deep breath, and looked back at Jiang Zhou with a serious expression: "You have to know, if you win the silver fork at the banquet, you may be the one who dies tonight—but you have to die in a different way , which is equivalent to another side mission opened for other players."

Jiang Zhou met her gaze: "Of course I know the truth."

"I'm just emphasizing it out of habit." She thought for a while, and couldn't help feeling distressed, "But you forget the content of the game after you go out, so what's the point of accumulating these experiences."

"It's meaningful." Wen Zhuo continued, "I don't remember the content of the game, but the game consciousness and physical memory are objective. When he participates in the next game, he will feel it himself."

"I see."

Jiang Zhou was still silently watching Tang Chunen's profile, wondering what he was thinking.

At this time Zhou Jinyan came forward, trying to understand the situation of his new teammates.

"Miss Tang, this is your friend, and she is also the hunter of the hearts team?"

Tang Chunen agreed: "Yes."

"So that gentleman is..."

"He's my client." Realizing that Zhou Jinyan was looking at Ye Lingchuan, Wen Zhuo said casually, and brought the topic back to him, "So he's a colleague?"

After all, everyone is in the heart group, and only Ye Lingchuan is in the spade group. The fewer people who know about this matter, the better, so as not to bring unnecessary mental burden to Ye Lingchuan.

Tang Chunen briefly introduced: "It's a colleague. My sisters are named Wen and Ah Zhuo. This is Mr. Zhou Jinyan, a well-known self-media creator."

"Happy to meet."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Zhou Jinyan said, "I just ran into Ms. Tang and Mr. Jiang in the courtyard. I happened to be taking clients. I thought that everyone working together for mutual benefit should be more reliable than fighting alone."

Wen Zhuo nodded politely, didn't say anything more, only asked Tang Chun'en in a low voice: "Did you find the flower?"

Tang Chunen opened the zipper of the coat a little bit, revealing the golden rose inside, with a slightly satisfied expression: "I can't find it, am I ashamed to come back to see you?"

She smiled: "It's really you."

Ye Lingchuan, who hadn't participated in the topic for a long time, but vigilantly observed her surroundings, patted the back of Wen Zhuo's hand, signaling her to look behind her.

"I suspect there is something wrong with that showcase."

The manor owner's chanting continued, like a 3D surround sound system, echoing in the hall.

The display case Ye Lingchuan was referring to was a tall crystal display case. Inside the display case stood a heavy statue covered with a layer of silver armor—it seemed that the armor was really valuable.

After his reminder, Wen Zhuo seemed to have realized something, and when she was sure that the guards in the distance hadn't noticed this place, she quickly got up and approached the display cabinet, slightly raised her head to look at the helmet on the armor, the statue was wearing it.

She wanted to open the door of the cabinet, but the door was locked, and if she smashed it forcibly, the guards would besiege her, and it would be very troublesome to alarm Mrs. Kester, who shouldn't be alarmed.

While weighing, Zhou Jinyan suddenly came around from the side. He took out an iron wire he didn't know where to find from his pocket, and bent it skillfully.

He said: "The key is probably also hidden in the exhibition hall, but we still have to look for it. It's too troublesome. Let's try another way."

"... Mr. Zhou can pick locks?"

"After a little research, we don't have any skills in this line of work, so it's hard to get a foothold in the system."

"That's true."

Facts have proved that Zhou Jinyan said that he has done a little research and is indeed modest.

It took him 30 seconds to easily break through the lock hole of the showcase with just the wire.

While observing, Wen Zhuo exchanged glances with Ye Lingchuan, and both of them understood each other's meaning.

If you can get in touch with the real world when you go back, you have to find an opportunity to learn from this internet celebrity.

Zhou Jinyan threw away the wire, took off the statue's helmet, and handed it to Shao Beibei behind him.

Shao Beibei was both disgusted and puzzled: "Hey, this helmet is so heavy, it doesn't look like anything special."

"It's nothing special." Zhou Jinyan replied lazily without turning his head, "I just don't have a place to put it, so I'll ask you to help me take it."

"..."

Whether it's him or Wen Zhuo, the focus of attention is not the helmet, but the hidden part under the helmet.

Just now it was difficult to see clearly because of the helmet, but now the more I look at it, the more I feel that the eyes of the statue are very strange.

Even if it is sealed with a material similar to red wax, it still exudes a real sense of coldness in the eyes of people.

Zhou Jinyan stretched out his hands and touched the statue's head.

At this moment, starting from his fingertips, fine cracks began to spread throughout the statue's body.

With a soft sound, the debris fell, and the well-preserved pale head appeared in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)