Being targeted by the boss of the escape game

The dormitory is a four-person room, and there are three players. Wan Xu and two other boys live in a team. He sleeps on the upper bunk with Lin Xiaoquan, a boy who has passed the checkpoint twice, and Lu Bing sleeps alone on the other bed. .

Wan Xu finally fell asleep, and was awakened by the sound of the upper bunk turning over and over again. He kicked the bed board irritably, and cursed in a low voice, why are you staying up so late!

Lin Xiaoquan didn't answer him, and the rustling sound of the body rubbing against the quilt continued to be heard from above.

"You fucking go out without sleeping, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Wan Xu couldn't bear it anymore and got up from the bed, planning to show Lin Xiaoquan this time if he didn't answer.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoquan finally replied this time: "Have you seen my notebook?"

Wan Xu was a little dazed, what the hell was going on, he stayed up late at night looking for a notebook, and replied angrily, "What?"

Lin Xiaoquan's voice was intermittent, and it seemed a bit sharp and piercing in the dark night: "The notebook, the notebook issued by the school, mine is missing... have you seen it..."

Wan Xu was furious. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night just because of a fucking notebook?Immediately scolded: "Are you fucking sick, can't you look for it tomorrow? If you can't find me, can I give it to you, go to sleep!"

Lin Xiaoquan said softly: "You said this, give me your notebook."

After finishing speaking, he let out a giggle. I don't know if it was Wan Xu's illusion, but he could hear a woman's voice from this laughter. .

Wan Xu shook his head amusedly, he was hallucinated by the magic mirror, Lin Xiaoquan is such a bitch, she can laugh so much.

Thinking of the notebook Lin Xiaoquan mentioned again, he turned it out from under the bed, and was about to open it for a look, when suddenly he shivered all over, the temperature of the air conditioner seemed to be lower than before, almost like being in a cold storage.

Wan Xu cursed: "Who the hell turned the temperature of the air conditioner down so low, Lin Xiaoquan? Lu Bing?"

No one answered him, and the whole dormitory fell into an unreasonable dead silence, only his own voice sounded in the room, which seemed a little strange.

He frowned, and suddenly felt a sticky feeling on his hands. He looked down and saw that the notebook was dripping with blood. Wan Xu opened the notebook with a look of astonishment on his face, and the bloody words Wan Xu appeared on the blank notebook. , more and more blood flowed from the notebook.

Wan Xu yelled and threw the notebook out, blood flowed out from the notebook, rushing towards Wan Xu like a living thing, he screamed

"Help! There is a ghost..."

"Lin Xiaoquan! Lu Bing!!"

"Lin Xiaoquan!!"

He was trembling and his body had gradually stiffened, but no matter how he yelled, the other two seemed to have fallen asleep.

Soon the blood completely enveloped Wan Xu, and the screaming stopped abruptly. A few bubbles appeared from the red blood mass, making a gurgling sound. After a few seconds, there was finally no sound.

.........

Early the next morning, there was a loud quarrel on the third floor of the student dormitory: "What is this?"

"Who the hell can stuff flyers?"

"Fuck your leaflet, it's obviously a love letter, okay?"

Chu Ling and Lu Weixing ran out quickly, and saw a group of people standing in the corridor, all holding a piece of printing paper.

As soon as she saw Chu Ling, Li Tingting came up to meet her and handed over her printing paper: "I... I saw it in the crack of the door this morning, and everyone has the same content."

All read: You are my secret, my secret love.

Secret lover?Chu Ling thought of the piece of paper that Lu Weixing found yesterday, on which the word "secret" was also mentioned.

It seems that this notebook really hides some secrets.

He glanced, one, two, three... etc., it seemed that three people were missing, Wan Xu, Lu Bing, and Lin Xiaoquan were not there.

Before he could ask, two men screamed from the dormitory to the east.

Some people rushed over, and the door of the dormitory with the No. 105 sign was locked. Someone pointed out that this was the dormitory for the three of Wan Xu and the others.

Men's cries for help kept coming from the dormitory. Some people subconsciously wanted to slam into the door to save others, but they were stopped.

"What if the one you rescued was a ghost? Are you sure it's a human?"

The person who spoke was Li Junhao, who had participated three times and was considered an old man.

Zhu Yuchen was unhappy: "Do you still have any empathy? How did you come here three times before? A big man is so cowardly?"

Li Junhao looked at Zhu Yuchen: "You might die for the first time like you, and it's better to be cowardly than to die."

Zhu Yuchen: "It's funny, this is the first time for me, young master, you can win if I die?"

Li Junhao didn't bother to argue with him, so he just stopped him from being rescued.

"You can't take risks just because of your kindness alone."

Chu Ling: "And the two of us also agree."

Li Tingting also echoed in a low voice: "I agree too."

Others also expressed their opinions one after another. Li Junhao muttered a few words, but didn't say anything else.

Lu Weixing stepped forward and kicked open the door of the dormitory, followed by a strong smell of fishy smell, and two men rolled out. They were Lin Xiaoquan and Lu Bing.

"Where's Wan Xu?" Someone asked.

However, this sentence caused a layer of panic to appear on the faces of the two of them. Lin Xiaoquan was gasping for breath, his face was ashen and colorless, his eyebrows were frowned, and he couldn't say a word. Lu Bing's psychological quality is obviously stronger. One point, pointing inside with trembling fingers: "He...he's dead...a lot of blood..."

Everyone walked in, clutching their noses, and saw a mangled man lying on the bed, whose face could not be seen clearly, and who could not even tell that it was a human blood mass, but everyone knew that it was Wan Xu.

"How could this be?"

"How did you die?"

Everyone's eyes froze for a moment, and then the voices of air-conditioning gasped one after another.

Li Tingting also hid behind Chu Ling in fear. It seemed that it would be safer to be closer to Chu Ling. Lu Weixing glanced at her and said nothing.

Someone looked at Lin Xiaoquan and Lu Bing suspiciously: "Wan Xu shared a room with you two yesterday, didn't you hear anything?"

Lu Bing and Lin Xiaoquan shook their heads, saying that yesterday Wan Xu said something hot at the beginning and wanted to turn on the air conditioner, but they remained very quiet afterwards.

Someone sensitively caught the word air-conditioning, and immediately became afraid: "Not knowing air-conditioning is the condition of death this time, right?"

Lin Yu glared angrily: "Then why didn't we die when we turned on the air conditioner yesterday?"

"What's the smell in this room? It's really bad."

Zhao Yunfei continued: "Can the smell of death be pleasant?"

Chu Ling sniffed it vigorously, and it felt a bit like the fishy smell from the bottom of the water, but where did the water come from in the dormitory?

At this time, someone asked: "Wan Xu's character like a bucket can still be quiet?"

The crowd quarreled for a long time, but no one could tell why. Lu Weixing glanced at the blood clot and said, "Maybe it's not quiet, but he died a long time ago."

Yes, dead people can’t talk, of course they are quiet. This realization made everyone startled for a moment, and then there was an uproar. Think about it, the roommate who shared the room with you is actually a dead person, who can bear it?

For a moment, everyone took two steps back, for fear that if they got closer, they would get some bad luck.

But Lu Weixing went straight over and squatted down. He tilted his head, as if he had found something. He leaned over and fished out an object from the bloody water with his gloved right hand. It was dripping wet.

The others were afraid to go forward, but they were curious, so they had to stand from a distance and shout: "What is this?"

"A clue?"

Lu Weixing trembled, blood splashed, revealing the original appearance of the thing, and everyone could see that it was a notebook.

That's right, it's the notebook issued by the school that all students have.

Everyone said in amazement: "Notebook? Anyone who has a notebook will die, right?"

"Oh my god...then I'll throw the notebook away when I get back. I said why the Npc is so kind and gave away props!"

Zhou Wei, who had been silent all this time, frowned, obviously disapproving: "But what if the notebook is useful?"

The man retorted mercilessly: "Keep it for yourself, you will die early and be reborn sooner." After speaking, he turned around and left, as if any accident would happen if his hurried pace slowed down.

The rest of the people were also frowning, as if they were thinking about whether they should also go back and find out the notebook and throw it away.