Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

"I--"

The player was startled by the sudden voice. Just as he was about to speak out, Yan He tightly covered his mouth.

"Shh, don't alert the enemy." Yan He lowered his voice. After the player calmed down, he let go of his hand and used a [Cleaning Technique] on his hand.

The player reacted with lingering fear and looked at Yan He with a more condemning look: "Sister, where did you come from? You're so scary."

Another player, Qu Junhao, looked a little more happy: "She is the gravekeeper Yan He, she is very powerful."

Qu Junhao briefly told Yan He about the canteen.

In the cafeteria was Li Zhe, one of the players Gong Xitian's mission target. He had been missing for a while, but when he was found, he had turned into a barefoot old man roasting sweet potatoes here.

Now Gong Xitian is still looking for shoes all over the world, hoping to put them on before the barefoot old man finds him.

Jiang Yuan thought this was a good opportunity, so he and several other players found a pile of sweet potatoes and quietly placed them next to the barefoot old man.

"Sister Yan He, look, there are players hiding under the counter, on the ceiling fan, in the bucket, on the stairs, and outside the opposite window." Qu Junhao pointed at each place.

The counter door opened a small crack, revealing a pair of eyes; there was a person hanging on the ceiling fan. Based on the weight, this player probably had the ability to reduce volume.

The closest bucket, with its lid slightly raised and half of its head exposed, was Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan's head was covered with water, and while the barefoot old man's back was turned to him, he threw out a piece of sweet potato.

There is a player behind the bucket next to him, throwing a lighter and a few pieces of charcoal from time to time.

They made a lot of noise, but the barefoot old man was so focused on Cuihua that he didn't pay attention to the source of the sound.

The corners of Yan He's eyes twitched, and he admired this group of players for joining in the fun without taking it too seriously.

But she quickly grasped the point: "You said this old man's name is Li Zhe?"

Qu Junhao nodded: "Yes."

Yan He lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.

The barefoot old man missed Cuihua so much that she thought this was the old man Xie who wrote a love letter to Cuihua, but she didn't expect that there was another Li Zhe.

There were still two hours before midnight. Seeing that there was no change, many players gradually dispersed and planned to come back at twelve o'clock.

Jiang Yuan and another player were still throwing things happily.

An hour passed and the roasted sweet potatoes remained unchanged, but news came from the players who left.

[Ruan Eryun]: Good news! We found three notes in the reading room!

[Chang Xunqiao]: [34. Alas, I didn’t expect this old guy to be so perverted. Forget it, it’s just a small favor. Anyway, I’ll get the money. ]

[Chang Xunqiao]: [20. I found the files of the nursing home today. The files of Li Zhe and Gao Ming are not quite right. Let me find out the reason. ]

[Chang Xunqiao]: [99. What is Wang Laoer’s phone number? 8799**865? ]

The two players quickly described the experience.

Both of them are cleaners, one is responsible for the third floor and the other is responsible for the fourth floor.

The reading room happened to be on the third floor. While Chang Xunqiao was cleaning, he suddenly heard a noise coming from behind a bookshelf and discovered that there was a secret room.

Guessing that we might have encountered a key plot point, we went in with Ruan Eryun.

I happened to find an operating table with a human skeleton lying on it with some flesh attached. These three notes were found on the skeleton.

[Yan He]: Did you see the phone in the nursing home?

[Qu Junhao]: There is one in the lobby on the first floor of the entertainment center. It should be the only one in the whole hospital, but all our employees are not qualified to make calls.

[Jiang Yuan]: There are problems with Li Zhe and Gao Ming’s files and they also need attention.

[Zhu Ji]: I know Li Zhe, he is this barefoot old man, who is Gao Ming?

[Xin Taiping]: He’s the one who’s been hanging out in the reading room. I saw my assignment partner chatting with him this afternoon.

Yan He recalled the first 8 sentences he saw, among which the 31st one was about Chen Ze going to the reading room to be lazy.

Then 32: [This old guy looks like a human being, but he didn't expect to be a polite scum. I bother! It’s really not even as good as me. 】

Does this polite scum mean cleverness?

While several people were discussing, something happened to the barefoot old man who was roasting sweet potatoes.

A hammer as big as a palm fell from the sky, and before anyone could react, it landed on the back of the barefoot old man's head.

puff-

The barefoot old man fell on his face and fainted.

The woman wearing a blood-red cheongsam walked towards him slowly. She carried a bucket of water and poured it on the man and the charcoal without ceremony.

"Who asked you to light a fire in the cafeteria? Didn't you know it would cause a fire?" she shouted coldly.

The chat area is very busy at the moment.

[Qu Junhao]: Cuihua? He does look good, but he is so fierce.

[Xin Taiping]: Shall we go? Should we arrest her?

[Yu Feng]: Can you beat me?

[Xin Taiping]: It’s not written on the work badge, so it should be OK, right?

[Yan He]: I have seen this person before. She can teleport and is not easy to catch.

[Yu Feng]: Huh? What to do? Can you catch epic props? I have an epic rope.

While the chat area was still hesitating, Jiang Yuan and another player in the bucket had already taken action. The two of them pulled a net and instantly covered the green flowers.

I don’t know what level of prop it is, but Cuihua was unable to break away, let alone use teleportation.

Upon seeing this, the players who were watching nearby stepped forward one after another.

Whether they were hiding outside the window or at the counter, they all gathered around.

The player who was hiding on the ceiling fan might have ended his skill too early, so he dragged the fan down with him, tearing off a piece of the ceiling.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Cuihua, only Yan He looked at the hole on the ceiling thoughtfully.

"Are you smart people?" Cuihua gave up her struggle and crossed her arms on her chest with an indifferent expression.

When Gao Ming was mentioned, her eyes could not stop showing hatred and disgust.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yuan immediately denied: "Of course not, we are just a group of ordinary employees."

Cuihua obviously didn't believe it and stared at him: "What is your purpose?"

"What's the purpose of coming to the cafeteria?" Jiang Yuan didn't answer, but asked, "Do you think the fire is an eyesore?"

At the same time, he sent a message in the chat area.

[Jiang Yuan]: This item of mine can only control her for five minutes. If you have any clues, please ask.

Cuihua's eyes became a little colder. Just when she was about to speak, a voice came from the ceiling: "Are you afraid that the fire will ignite the gasoline in the pipe?"

Yan He stood upside down on the ceiling and used a knife to knock open several pieces of the ceiling, revealing a white pipe inside.

She lightly scratched the pipe with a knife, and the liquid inside flowed out and fell to the ground.

"It's gasoline!" a player exclaimed.

"It turns out she was the culprit who burned down the nursing home!"

"Kill her, and we should be able to complete the mission ahead of time, right?"