After being spotted by the NPC boss, I blew up the system

The hallway was empty.

Qi Yan walked towards the end without haste, and along the way, he saw at least three rooms with the doors open slightly, and his eyes were hidden in the darkness.

The examinees politely watched him unscrew the door of his room, and then locked the door with peace of mind.

Compared with the human eye camera, what really made him feel uncomfortable was the musty smell that filled his nasal cavity.

That's right, it's been a while since I took the exam.

Qi Yan didn't raise his eyelids, he habitually reached out to touch the wall, and turned on the light first, but his fingertips felt cool.

After twisting it twice, the color dried on the surface of the skin. He turned his head to look, only to find that the switch was covered with a layer of red.

Obviously not blood, it smells...

pigment?

Qi Yan's eyes were dim, and he glanced around in displeasure.

Apart from the bed, there are only floor-to-ceiling curtains and that ugly oil painting left in the room.

"Come out." Although he didn't intend to scare the new candidates, his voice was still chilling.

There was only the sound of rain, but no one responded.

Continuing to walk forward, his feet stopped at the edge of the bed, he lifted a corner of the messy quilt, and sat down. "I don't like people touching my things, don't come out—"

"Wait, wait a minute!" The side of the shoe "slapped" one paw, followed by the second, and saw a boy with a crew cut crawling out from under the bed.

Qi Yan's eyes flicked across his face - he just looked like an adult.

"Big, big brother! No, no, no! Big brother!" The other party saw that it was him, and tied his tongue on the spot. "I'm under the bed! That's not... is it?"

He didn't answer, one long leg was pressed on the other, and he was about to look at him, so he said something irrelevant: "Study physical education?"

"Ah? Well! My name is Li Jize. A sports student, a freshman." The young man was nailed to the floor, his tendons wrapped in a casual jacket, and he couldn't tell unless he looked carefully.

University club recruits new self-introduction?

Qi Yan was a little surprised, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be nervous, it seems that our keys are the same."

They are all in the wrong place.

"Ah!" Li Jize had an epiphany: "It was said that each person would have one set, but he didn't say that each person would share one room!"

Qi Yan nodded, as agreement.

No extra greetings, just straight to the point: "I looked at the house, touched the oil painting, and drilled under the bed, did you find anything?"

The other party scratched his head and began to write in his diary on the spot: "It felt a little dark after entering the door, so I turned on the light. The room is so gloomy, especially the painting, it's bloody... I just touched it a little." He Hold out a finger to emphasize that you didn't spoil the scene.

"Then I heard a sound of "咚咚咚" coming from somewhere. I didn't dare to go out to look, so I quickly turned off the light and hid under the bed." After reading the diary, he found that the light was sticking to the switch when he turned off the light. Paint left over.No wonder it was discovered...

"Boom?"

Li Jize nodded vigorously, leaned over and sat down on the edge of the bed, and said, "You didn't hear it, it's really crazy! It's not loud, but it's like someone is dancing on your head."

dancing on the head...

It sounds really evil.

If it was daytime, he would really have to go to the roof to see who was dancing on the ceiling.

"Maybe the family of four came out for a walk." Qi Yan was serious, seeing the other party's face was colorful.

[Boom, boom, boom. ]

There was a knock on the door at the right time.

"My day..." The neon lights went out instantly, and the tall man who was about 1.8 meters huddled hid behind Qi Yan.

Tonight was much more lively than expected.

"Big brother! Why are you going?" Li Jize rushed forward and grabbed his arm.

"Open the door."

Open the door?

It does sound like "court death".

"No no no boss, calm down, calm down!"

"Haven't you seen a horror movie? This is a ghost knocking on the door. If you go out now, you will die!!"

"If you're afraid, hide under the bed."

Qi Yan turned sideways and opened the door alone.

I saw a ghost sticking to the door.

"Aha, look who this is." A reference officer glanced awkwardly at the bed, "Qi Zhuangyuan and his——little bedmate?"

"..."

The reference officer shuffled a deck of playing cards, with the pure black background facing him. "There are several rooms in the middle of the second floor. Each candidate can only visit once. The number of playing cards is the order of visits."

"Could you please choose a card?" After about half a century, I saw that he didn't even stretch out his hand, just staring at the card.

When the people in the quilt heard that they were going to draw cards, they jumped out of bed in two steps. Seeing that Qi Yan didn't move, they didn't dare to speak.

"stop looking."

Another voice came from the hallway.

The reference officer reserved a place and nodded: "Director."

"I've already shuffled the cards once before opening them, and it's useless to recall his shuffling routine." Qin Mo leaned against the door frame.

After being told the truth, Qi Yan was not annoyed, "Thank you for reminding me, then I will smoke whatever I want."

"Ah, isn't this a little bad?" The other party clicked his lips, with a smile in his eyes: "This kid who just got off your bed should be let him smoke first."

The kid didn't have the courage to laugh back, and reached out tremblingly to touch a card.

"Just this one, give it to him." With quick eyes and quick hands, Qin Mo pressed down on the finger that wanted to repent.

The referee obediently handed over the card.

"What's your order?" He didn't seem to have played enough, he took half a step forward with a smile, and stopped when the toe of his shoe was almost touching the toe of Qi Yan's, and lowered his voice: "The little champion is so powerful, whichever one you want Is everything okay?"

Qi Yan raised his head slightly, and saw those pitch-black eyes twinkling under the light, like gems.

He said it out of his mouth, but it was: "boring."

Qin Mo was indeed bored, especially when he caught a glimpse of the messy double bed in the room, he realized that when people are bored to the extreme, they actually get a little angry.

Before he could refuse, he took out a card and stuffed it into Qi Yan's palm.

The referee swallowed his saliva and quietly exited the game.

If possible, Li Jize also wanted to be out.

Because what he never expected was that the giant seemed to be staying.

He was sitting between the two of them, "It's okay, just pretend that I don't exist, and you can continue discussing."

does not exist?Can an individual do it?

Wait a minute, there seems to be someone who can—for example, Qi Yan.

"What do you think of those paintings?"

Not only can it, but it can even open a topic.

"I mean all the paintings from the first floor to the second floor," he added.

"Number, quantity."

"Yeah." Qi Yan held the poker cards between his fingers, motioning for him to continue.

"The painting style is very different and eye-catching." In short, it makes people have to pay attention.

Every time Li Jize said a word, he moved back a few centimeters to the end of the bed.

"What is the connection with the antique dealer's family?" If one topic is not enough, then two.

"It may be that antique dealers like to collect oil paintings."

And a poor layman with a room full of fakes.

Qi Yan shook his head and turned to look at him.

"Or the couple, to cultivate the child's artistic cells?" - It seems that this child has no talent.

"Look, for example, the swallow in our house is not as good-looking as the one drawn by elementary school students."

A few seconds later, Li Jize regretted it.

Because he noticed that the smile of the giant in the middle became brighter and brighter.

Qi Yan turned to look at the painting on the wall, with a burgundy background, and a...a man in a tuxedo—it's really hard to identify.

As soon as he took a second look, he was pulled back by Qin Mo's arm. "Looks like you two get along pretty well?"

"Paws off."

"No, just chat casually haha..." Li Jize rubbed his nose.

He was telling the truth, but he didn't know that to Qin Mo's ears, it was a [-]% show off.

Fortunately, someone interrupted him.

"what!!!"

"Help!!!"

It still looks fatal.

·

When Qi Yan went to the door of Room 03, the blood all over the floor just meandered to the low threshold.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the man lying on his back on the floor, and stretched his arms to stop the candidates who came after him, "Don't go in."

"He bled so much...wouldn't..."

"It's dead..."

"Dead, dead! Dead!!"

The two girls cried out directly.

"This...Brother Qi..." Li Jize licked his dry lips, feeling something surging in his stomach. "Is this real, real?"

"Hmm." It was the examinee.

Not just an ordinary deceased, but also the strongest muscular man among the twelve candidates.

His death made everyone tremble with fear.

"What should I do, who will be next..."

"Is it true that no one can leave the examination room alive..."

Qi Yan didn't listen much to the discussion behind him, walked around the bloodstains and entered the room, squatting down beside the muscular man.

He was on his back, his eyes were wide open, and blood was gurgling from the hole in the back of his head.

The "river of blood" and the floor were clean and distinct, and the muscular man didn't struggle before he died—he directly lost his ability to resist.His rough palm was stained with his own blood, and he probably subconsciously covered the wound.

"Do you still remember those strange noises? It can't be... ghosts killing people?"

Ghost murder?

Not impossible, in the examination room, this is not uncommon.

Ordinary NPCs (non-reference personnel) in the examination room may kill candidates only if they are endowed with supernatural abilities by the system.

Not to mention, at least candidates like Qi Yan who knocked out the force value at the beginning to fight against hegemony are rare.

He pulled half of the muscular man's shoulder away with one hand to check whether there was any sharp object pressing on his back, only to find that the most important thing was missing.

Qi Yan's mouth was pressed into a slit, and he scanned his surroundings, but after getting no results, he asked again: "Where's the other candidate?"

It was only then that everyone remembered that the girl who cried out for help was not there.

"Closet." The answer came from among the crowd.

Everyone saw that it was the short-haired girl who liked to save people. She was thin and tall, and she looked young. In comparison, she was much calmer than ordinary people.

Taking advantage of the light, Qi Yan focused his eyes on the floor - a row of shadowy footprints leading directly to the wooden closet.

He stepped closer and opened the shuttered wooden door on one side of the closet.

In the narrow closet, under the light spots that were cut into strips, there was a thin girl nestled. She stared at the bloodshot eyes and cautiously tested the outside world.

"No, don't, don't..."

"Don't kill me! I, I didn't touch your stuff! Please...please...don't kill me!"

The lights in the room flickered non-stop, and everyone followed the girl's gaze—half of the oil painting hanging on the wall was torn off.

I don't know who's heart fluttered, and a half sentence came out of his throat: "Touching something that kills people... is to..."

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