I'm delivering food in an escape game

"What on earth do you want? Kidnapping is against the law." Fan Wan called out to him.

"It's just inviting you to watch a game, it's not illegal." The other party's attitude was obviously relaxed, as if he wasn't worried at all that Fan Wan would call the police.

"Are you asking?"

"Hmm..." The man moved his chin silently with his hand, making a thoughtful movement, "I think I'm already being polite, at least I didn't kill them all directly, if it were...uh...you might have been wiped out long ago. "

What does he mean by this sentence?The words were only half spoken, and Fan Wan judged from this that this person must have known himself before, but because of his lack of memory, he no longer remembered.It's just that this person and I were not friends in the past, and even had grievances. Besides, who else wants to kill him?He didn't seem to have grudges with too many people, but the other party didn't say it clearly, so he really couldn't figure it out.

Also, what is the purpose of this person using himself to blackmail the younger brother, and what does it mean to watch the game.

Fan Wan couldn't help but asked again: "What's the purpose of calling Brother Cai Dao here? Could it be that you are his fan? The wild one?"

"Haha, you can also understand it in this way." He gently touched the hair on the side of his ear, and smiled again, "I just want to tell him that he has better choices, such as me..."

Fan Wan felt disgusted in his heart: "You actually want to poach me? You want my brother to work for you? No way! It's useless for you to threaten him. My brother has never been threatened. He can't bully you."

"Then..." After speaking, a perverted twist appeared on the smiling face of this man, "Then I will stand in front of you and let you watch him be killed with your own eyes."

Is this person sick, but Fan Wan suddenly has no idea, what does it mean to kill the little brother, or do you mean killing him in the game?

After finishing his harsh words, the man returned to his desk and sat down. He stood up again, looking very relaxed. He occasionally looked at Fan Wan with interest, and then lowered his head to press his phone.

Ten minutes later, the man's cell phone rang, and he stood up happily, picked it up, and smiled at Fan Wan from afar.

I don't know what he said, after hanging up the phone, he pressed the call bell on the desktop: "Come in."

Then the door was pushed open, and two bodyguard-like men in black suits came in and surrounded Fan Wan.

Just as Fan Wan wanted to struggle, the two men in black held down his shoulders. They put some kind of equipment on his head, which seemed to be something like VR glasses, and his eyes suddenly became foggy, white, and there was no image.

Soon, the ears were hung up with fully wrapped earphones, and the surrounding area became quiet for a while.

"It's hard work for you to wait here." The man's voice was a little indistinct, and after he finished speaking, he bent down to adjust the VR glasses to the best position for Fan Wan, and said into his ear, " Ah, I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I prepared this for you, enjoy it."

Then Fan Wan only heard the door slam shut, and the whole room was eerily quiet. He said "Hello" to himself, only his own hollow echo, but he couldn't hear it carefully, because there was a buzzing current from the earphones. sound.

Soon, a picture appeared in front of Fan Wan's eyes, and the back of a person appeared in the field of vision of the VR glasses.

The shoulders are broad with a level line.

It turned out to be my brother.

The little brother was wearing a familiar vest inside, and a black jacket with a hood on the outside. Looking from the back, his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, as if he was slightly panting, maybe he just came in a hurry.

He walked around the screen and walked to the right, and then Fan Wan saw that there was a gambling table in front of the little brother.

Different from ordinary gaming tables, the desktop is a whole large screen, glowing with blue light. There are several wires with unknown functions connected to the four positions on the table, and a chip the size of a palm is attached to it.

The little brother's voice sounded in the earphones, and he said: "Zhou Taixi, I haven't seen you improve a bit in all these years, you are still so exaggerated, stop talking nonsense, let's start."

"It's not like you to be so restless." The voice was that fox-like CDlove, and it turned out that his name was Zhou Taixi.

What the hell kind of name is this? The internet name is Fucking Love, but the real name is Congee Taixi.

Soon he came over and appeared on the screen, and said in a leisurely manner: "Long time no see, why don't you catch up on the past? You have changed a lot, you used to..."

Seeing that the little brother didn't want to mention the past to him at all, he turned his head to light his cigarette, and ignored him, Zhou Taixi had no choice but to say again: "Well, it's rare that you agreed to 1V1 with me, but it made me a little nervous, hee hee, don't worry , let me introduce the equipment and game rules first."

Speaking Zhou Taixi pointed to the table and the surrounding equipment and said: "This is an active game teleportation system. You know, teleport to any 1v1 infinite escape game. ..."

So they were looking for a one-on-one fight with the younger brother?

This person is also too courageous, a brother who is the same as a bug singled out?

Fan Wan is not worried about the little brother's safety for the time being, but just wonders what kind of feud this person had with him before, and he still needs to kidnap himself to coerce the little brother to play games, and judging by the way the little brother looks, it seems that he and he are old acquaintances.

I couldn't figure it out for a while, so I returned my attention to the game field. It seems that this is not an escape game that I usually encounter, but a 1V1 game initiated by the players themselves. However, Fan Wan never expected that the games initiated by these players themselves would also have Such sophisticated device support.

Fan Wan frowned, because the VR glasses couldn't adjust the line of sight, and the picture became partial for a while, and turned into a large perspective for a while. It is estimated that someone behind this was switching the picture for him like a broadcaster, in order to let him see it more intuitively and clearly.

Soon the picture became a wide-angle angle, showing the appearance of the whole room. The younger brother and Zhou Taixi sat face to face on both sides of the gambling table. Go in, and buckle a few chips on both wrists of the younger brother and Zhou Taixi.

Zhou Taixi turned his wrist and introduced: "Transfer the chip, you can't get out until the game is over, and if you die in the game, then..."

"Continue." The little brother looked impatient.

Zhou Taixi fiddled with the buttons on the tabletop of the gaming table with his hands. After a few seconds, the two of them seemed to become digital fragments, separated into pieces, swished, and disappeared.

Fan Wan was surprised?Into the game?

Then, his vision flickered, he opened his eyes in the dark, and came to the environment in the game.

Music suddenly sounded in my ears, rhythmically paused, a little noisy, the style of listening was early blues and blues, and the place before my eyes turned out to be a bar full of lights and feasting.

Fan Wan's perspective seemed to be cut from the perspective of a game player.

But he is not in the scene, probably just a spectator.

In front of you, behind a long bar counter are wine bottles that fill the entire wall. There are a wide variety of wine bottles. There are two or three barrels of homemade beer on the countertop. There are Irish-style pendants and retro nostalgic posters on the wall. The bar The lights inside are dim red, which looks very wild and makes people's blood spurt.

At this moment, there is a bartender who is cutting ice at the bar. He has a golden beard and is probably an NPC. After the younger brother and Zhou Taixi entered the screen, he smiled slightly and took out a steaming hamburger from under the bar. and cured bacon, then shook the mixing pot in his hand, and made a cocktail for them respectively.

Following that scene, Fan Wan felt that she had traveled through time, and instantly came to the American underground bar in the 80s and [-]s. It was dark, dynamic, and full of mystery.

On the other side, Zhou Taixi leisurely picked up the cocktail glass, as if he was very satisfied with the atmosphere and scene.

He grinned and said: "I didn't expect the environment of this game to be like this, do we seem to be dating, otherwise I wouldn't have the opportunity to have a drink with you?"

After speaking, he raised his glass to clink glasses with his brother.

The little brother didn't look at him at all, and calmly looked around with the end of his eyes.

"In a 1V1 game, you can't leave without knowing the outcome. If the outcome is determined, one person is destined to stay here forever, tsk tsk." The little brother sideways avoided.

Fan Wan looked at Zhou Taixi who kept harassing his younger brother, and couldn't get angry. He gritted his teeth, thinking that his younger brother would definitely kill this fucking love later.

At this moment, he saw a blood bar appearing on the heads of the younger brother and Zhou Taixi at the same time, with a total of six points.

Looks like the game is on.

The bartender with the blond beard, while turning the round ice cubes in the whiskey glass, said: "My dear guest, the game is about to start. Before that, please allow me to introduce a story to you two. .”

After speaking, he straightened his face, took out a slightly yellowed newspaper, and handed it to them.

The information given by the NPC is always very important. It is estimated that the record in this newspaper is the background story of the game.

Zhou Taixi licked his lips, showing a bloodthirsty that didn't match his appearance, glanced at the description in the newspaper, and said, "Cool, in 1972, the bullets disappeared from the Russian turntable gun."

And in Fan Wan's glasses, the picture also cut away, and it was drawn to the words in the newspaper.

The ink of the newspaper was a little fuzzy, and the following news was recorded on it:

In 1972, a homicide occurred in a rock bar in Chicago, USA. The quarrel between two men led to a Russian pistol roulette game.

Many people around witnessed that man A and man B shot at themselves alternately with a 6-round revolver loaded with one bullet.The first 5 rounds were all empty.When it was man A's turn, everyone thought he was dead, and A trembled and shot himself.But still empty gun.

Because of the rules of the game, shoot until someone is hit by a bullet, and it is not stipulated to terminate after 6 rounds.

So A asks B to continue.

B said that A was cheating, but B refused to accept it, and the two had a dispute.

Then A raised his gun and shot at B, the gunshot sounded, and B fell into a pool of blood.

The police arrested A for the crime of intentional homicide, but A has a lot of circumstantial evidence, which shows that the game was voluntary.

Everyone in the court had a dispute about this incident. Some people thought it was not a fair game, otherwise why the 6 rounds were all empty guns, and the seventh round could kill people.

A said it was God's choice, and A did not violate the rules of the game.

A was eventually released.As for why the first 6 rounds were all empty guns, it has become an eternal mystery.

Zhou Taixi tapped his fingers on the table, like a studious student: "Well, after all, is it God's choice or a crime? Do you believe in God?"

The little brother didn't even raise his eyes, Zhou Taixi could only talk to himself: "It seems that this game is played like this. Could it be that we are the two people in this story? The glass of wine just now was very strong, and I got a little excited."

After they all finished reading, the bartender NPC bent down and took something out from behind the counter.

Then before them was a black revolver, with [-]-inch brass jacketed bullets.

The bartender said again: "My dear guest, this gun and bullets are used by two brave gamblers in the news. To be fair, you can check them separately."

"So exciting?"

Zhou Taixi took the gun over, looked it up and down, and said, "It's so exciting to actually get the gun that was used when the incident happened."

Then he handed the gun to the younger brother. The younger brother only glanced at it, but touched the bullet. It was real.

"Okay, my dear guests, before the official carnival, let me explain the rules of the game."

The bartender clasped his hands and began to explain:

"First point, I will put this bullet in this revolver gun, rotate it and load it, the two will flip a coin to choose the order, and then take turns shooting at themselves, if you get shot, you lose."

The bartender spoke very slowly, making sure that the people in front of him fully understood, and then said: "Second point, if the shot you fired at yourself was empty, the shooter can choose to use any props on the scene to attack. Or abuse each other."

When the bartender paused, Fan Wan on the other end gasped.

In other words, this is a game of Russian roulette. Everyone takes turns shooting themselves with a revolver gun. If the gun is empty, they can use the props on the field to abuse each other.

Fan Wan looked around and saw that there were tableware on the table, whether it was a fork, a steak knife, or a broken wine bottle, all of these could hurt people.

The bartender continued with what he just said: "The third point, when it's the turn of the party to shoot, in addition to choosing to shoot, you can also choose not to shoot, but if you choose to give up, the other party can attack or abuse the opponent again. The blood bars on the heads of the two represent your health, you will lose one point each time you are abused or attacked, and the total is only six points, if you are abused for 6 times and the blood bars are exhausted, you will lose."

The implication is that even if you keep giving up shooting, you will be tortured to death.