Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

Doesn’t this sentence mean that residents cannot go out at will?

Yan He thought for a while and put on the yellow coat.

There was a wall under the stairs, and Yan He led the two of them up.

The stairs are extraordinarily long. When we reach the second corner, we have reached the first floor, but there is no exit.

They could only keep going up.

There are finally two doors at the corner of the third floor, namely 301 and 302.

But on the stairs from the third floor to the fourth floor, a man in black brandished a knife and slashed hard on the body.

The minced meat flew everywhere, and a small piece even splashed on Yan He's face.

[If someone kills a person and throws his body away, he will run away quickly. It is bad luck to act bravely. 】

[When I met black clothes, I hid in the room. When I met white clothes, I stabbed him. 】

Not only did we encounter a scene of murder and corpse dumping, but the murderer was also a person wearing black clothes.

The murderer also spotted them, put the knife on his shoulder, and walked slowly down.

There is no health bar, which means that it cannot be solved by force.

[Weakness: Rules. 】

Hiding in the room...

Yan He tried to put his hand on the door handle of 301 and tried to twist it.

click-

The door opened.

"Go in."

Pushing Pingping and the teddy bear in first, Yan He slammed the door and locked it after entering.

Since the murderer's weakness is the rules, as long as he acts according to the rules, nothing will go wrong.

哐——哐——

It was the sound of a knife slashing at the door. The murderer was very arrogant and smiled sinisterly: "Come out and hide behind the door. You will die miserably when I break in."

Yan He didn't respond to him. He squatted aside and covered his mouth tightly.

The sound of machetes kept ringing, and the door didn't move at all.

It took a full ten minutes before the sound of the door being opened disappeared, the footsteps became louder and quieter, and the murderer seemed to have left.

Yan He moved closer to the cat's eye and saw a red eye moving crazily.

She immediately closed the peephole.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, the murderer kicked the door in anger.

After a while, there was another sound of "clang" not far from the door.

It seemed like he was chopping up the corpse to vent his anger.

"Is my sweet grandson back?" An old grandmother stood at the door of the bedroom, looking around.

Her eyesight was not good, and she groped the wall and walked out.

[When you see an old lady, say hello. 】

"Grandma, I'm back." Yan He quickly stepped forward to help her.

The old lady patted the back of Yan He's hand and said cheerfully, "My dear grandson, you are finally back. I miss you so much."

While pulling Yan He, she felt the wall and walked to the sofa to sit down.

"You were not at home. Grandma made a lot of food and no one ate it."

"It's in the refrigerator. Grandma has steamed a plate of dumplings for you. Take it out quickly."

She urged, and Yan He had no choice but to stand up, scan around, and find the refrigerator next to the dining table.

When passing by the door, Pingping and the teddy bear were squatting on the ground playing games, and there was still a clanging sound outside the door.

Thank God these two didn't cause any trouble for her.

As she got closer, she noticed a note on the refrigerator.

[Don’t let him find out you can see! ! ! 】

"who is he?

Yan He opened the refrigerator in confusion.

The scene before her eyes made her pupils dilate.

There was a bloody human head on the lower shelf of the refrigerator, but its eyes kept turning, and finally locked on Yan He's eyes.

It can be vaguely seen that this is the head of an old man.

[I have to pretend to be blind when I see the old man]

These two rules coincide exactly.

Yan He immediately relaxed his eyes and became unfocused.

She reached out from the side door of the refrigerator and slowly groped inside, touching every layer.

In order not to be too fake, she even touched the head's cheek with her hand.

In the end, he pretended to find a plate of dumplings, tested it twice in the air, and closed the refrigerator door.

"call--"

Yan He praised his acting skills.

Standing next to the sofa, the old lady grabbed a dumpling with her hands accurately: "My dear grandson, eat it quickly, it's delicious!"

Although she said this, she put the dumplings into her mouth without hesitation.

Yan He responded, but didn't eat.

While the old lady advised her to eat more, she kept grabbing dumplings and feeding them to her mouth.

bang-

There was a faint sound of something falling to the floor from the refrigerator.

Yan He did not turn his head, but observed with his peripheral vision while talking to the old lady.

The refrigerator door opened, heads fell to the floor, and several of them rolled into the old woman's room.

In less than a minute, all the dumplings on the plate went into the old woman's belly.

She burped, lay contentedly on the sofa, and snored.

The sound of chopping meat outside the door had disappeared, and Yan He tiptoed to the door.

Just as he was about to open the door, the old lady's voice sounded again: "My dear grandson, are you leaving now?"

"Oh, grandma knows that you are busy, and it is not easy to find time to accompany grandma. Grandma will not drag you down."

"Grandma has saved a lot of money for you over the years. It's in the piggy bank on the bedside table. Take it with you."

"This is a little bit of grandma's wishes."

Yan He was stunned for a second, and the doorknob disappeared.

He had the intention of not letting her leave until he got the piggy bank.

She came to the bedroom door.

There was no light in the bedroom, and only half of the layout could be seen through the light from the living room.

Just now Yan He saw a human head rolling into the bedroom with her own eyes. If she turned on the light as soon as she entered, she would definitely die.

Yan He put one hand on the wall and walked all the way to the bedside.

She could see a human head on the bed, staring at her, turning the head every step she took to make sure it was facing her.

After getting the piggy bank, she turned around to leave, but she tripped over something on the ground.

Protecting the piggy bank with one hand and supporting the bed with the other, Yan He saw a headless corpse lying on the ground.

Judging by the body shape and clothes, he should have the body of a refrigerator head.

Yan He stepped on the body, pretended that nothing happened, and left the bedroom.

The man on the bed was so angry that his teeth itched, but he did not attack her.

In other words, he couldn't find a reason to attack her.

When she came out, the old lady was still sleeping on the sofa.

Under the light, Yan He could clearly see the appearance of the piggy bank.

It's a golden pig model.

She shook it, but there was no sound in the piggy bank, and there seemed to be nothing in it.

So what's the use?

Yan He stuffed the piggy bank into the bag that contained the yellow coat.

The doorknob appeared and she opened the door.

When she was leaving, the old grandma suddenly said: "If there is danger outside, come back quickly. Grandma's house will always leave a light for her good grandson."

boom--

Yan He closed the door. The murderer was gone. Even the body on the stairs had disappeared. There was not even a drop of blood on the ground.

It was as if what I just saw was an illusion.

Yan He turned his head and glanced at 302.

She was lucky and got into 301,

But she vaguely remembered that there were people living on the third floor in the chat area.

[Yan He]: @ Zhuo Wensi, are you 301 or 302?

[Zhuo Wensi]: 301, what’s wrong?

Yan He looked at the house number 301 that had just walked out and fell into deep thought.

[Zhuo Wensi]: What’s wrong? Don’t scare me.

[Yan He]: I just came out of 301.

She closed the chat panel and went up to the fourth floor with her takeaway.