Thriller game? She is just a weak woman

Because they had been busy all day, everyone basically went to bed early, but An Yulan was still playing with her mobile phone.

When someone asked, she smiled shyly and said she was snoring a little, so she asked them to sleep first.

So at three o'clock in the middle of the night, the other four people in the dormitory were awakened by the sudden sound of thunder, and they sat up in unison.

When they discovered that the sound came from An Yulan's bed, they froze.

Studio.

[Puxiayue]: What’s the sound?

[Yang Youbai]: After thunder, the next step should be rain and hauntings.

[Ji Ji]: No, the sound is just like the snoring of my stupid roommate.

[Wine Flute]: What you said makes sense. I hear snoring every night, so you are right.

[Xingbaimeng]: Isn’t this a women’s dormitory? How come there is such a unique purring sound? (no malicious intent)

[Yixin]: What's the matter? Go to the live broadcast room of the men's dormitory next door. The snoring sound is authentic.

[Shi Yanhui]: As soon as I came out from there, the sounds of thunder, sawing wood, and trains came one after another.

Ning Ya quietly sent a message to Yan He.

[Ning Ya]: I really didn’t expect it, I really didn’t expect it.

[Ning Ya]: Looking at a weak and weak woman, her snoring can be so shocking.

[Yan He]: Yes, I’m afraid I won’t sleep well tonight.

[Ning Ya]: Alas, maybe she was too tired during the day. But I'm also so tired and I want to sleep.

Yan He was speechless.

She felt that this "An Yulan" was about to reveal her secrets.

While chatting, Lin Yuanyuan suddenly let out a sigh.

"Guys, there's something under my bed."

She was sleeping on the lower bunk and jumped to the floor, looking at the bed with horror on her face.

On the bed, there was a bulge in the middle of the sheets, and something in the shape of an arm slowly rose up.

Ning Ya pulled off the mattress, revealing a double wooden door with an unclosed latch.

Use your arms to push the wooden door open and slowly move up.

Yan He immediately took out the electric saw and cut off his arm. Ning Ya quickly closed the wooden door and closed the bolt.

crunch--

There was also the sound of the wooden door opening behind him.

Yan He looked back and saw that it was the lower bunk of the bed where she was sleeping.

Lin Yuanyuan walked up in two steps and held the door firmly: "Quick!"

Fu Congshan cut off her arm with a sword, and the thing inside shrank back with a swish.

Ning Ya scanned around and found that not only these two beds, but also the bed where An Yulan slept had arms stretched out.

But An Yulan was so sleepy that she pressed her arm on her back several times but there was no response.

"An Yulan, wake up!" Ning Ya quickly shook her.

Yan He stood beside the bed and without hesitation reached out and slapped An Yulan's face until it made a loud noise.

The live broadcast room was full of "well done" and "well done".

"What are you doing, why don't you let me sleep at night?" An Yulan sat up suddenly and shouted in a rough voice.

The next second, she suddenly woke up. Seeing everyone staring at her, she said awkwardly: "Sorry, I'm a little angry."

Ning Ya: "It's okay, come down quickly, there is something under the bed."

Only then did An Yulan notice. She quickly got out of bed, and several people worked together to chop off the arm and close the door and pull the bolt.

click!

The clear voice sounded again.

Hearing the sound and looking around, the severed arm stood up on its own and flexibly opened the door bolt.

The thing under the wooden board suddenly opened the door, and a human head with unclear facial features popped out.

Yan He's electric saw struck again, cutting the head and arms into pieces.

Fu Congshan locked the wooden door.

Several people chopped all three arms into pieces, then threw them into the closet and blocked the closet with a table.

After carefully checking it in the dormitory, they felt relieved.

"I was scared to death. I didn't expect the window to be under the bed." Lin Yuanyuan looked pale.

Ning Ya stood at the door and pulled the door handle hard, but didn't pull it: "As long as everything is okay, the doors and windows are closed now, everyone can continue to sleep."

That's what he said, but no one fell asleep after such a fuss.

An Yulan didn't care at all and dragged the mattress back to the bed. Lin Yuanyuan looked at the wooden door and spent a long time mentally building up before moving the mattress.

An Yulan sat on the bed, not sleeping anymore. She opened the staff manual and turned it over absently.

When she saw a certain location, she suddenly became excited, sat up straight, and chuckled.

The sound is very shallow, and if you don't listen carefully, you will just think it is noise.

Yan He was immediately alert and received a private message from An Yulan the next second.

[An Yulan]: By the way, don’t you have the [pre-game preparation] skill? What did you draw in this game?

Ding Caiying, who was disguised as An Yulan, didn't know that An Yulan had asked this question as early as the beginning of the game, before he came to the Museum of Broken Love.

Yan He suddenly remembered that before the game started, the employee rules contained information about the players participating in the live broadcast.

Including what skills are available.

[Yan He]: Alas, this time I only drew a rubbish item that restores ten drops of blood. I was not as lucky as last time. I drew the art of separation and invisibility before. Unfortunately, I can only keep one copy of these. Now All gone.

[An Yulan]: Indeed. If you have luck points, just pile up the luck, and the skills you can draw out will definitely be good.

[Yan He]: It’s a pity that there is no if.

Why are you so interested in her skills?

Yan He smelled a conspiracy.

Ning Ya sent a message to the people in the dormitory next door, asking them to pay attention under the bed.

But Shi Qi replied that their window was on the ceiling, which had been solved.

Players work hard until the prescribed five o'clock, and immediately get out of bed and open the door.

As soon as I walked out, I saw a woman in a red dress standing at the stairs on the third floor.

It was the curator who informed me of his return.

"Come out quickly, the curator is here." The first person to come out of the dormitories on both sides quickly turned around and called.

Zhihui leaned on the railing with his hands, looked at the exhibits below, and spoke to himself:

"I just walked around and found that most of the exhibits are of good quality, and many employees have collected some exhibits other than manuals, which makes me very happy."

"So, I have a task for everyone today."

Having said this, Zhihui turned around and stared at the player.

"A couple broke up, and both parties were terrorists, vowing to blow up the city that was causing them pain."

"Now the two have planted five bombs in various locations in the city, for a total of ten."

"Each bomb explodes at different times and in different ways, but according to reliable information, all bombs explode between one hour and ten hours, and there will be an explosion every hour."

"These bombs will be one of the most important exhibits in the Museum of Broken Love. I need you to find the bombs and bring them back to the museum and hand them over to me before they explode."

"The way to participate in this event is team cooperation. For every bomb recovered, each employee will receive a hundred rewards. For every bomb that explodes, each player will deduct fifty rewards."

"If the number of recovered bombs reaches five, each employee can receive an additional 100 bonus; if the number reaches 10, each employee can receive an additional 500 bonus."

"I have a piece of information on the location of the bomb here that you can take."

After saying that, Zhihui sat on the chair next to him and ignored the player.

There is a thick booklet on the table.