In an escape game...

After Yun Xubai finished asking that question, the vibrating range of the pen became smaller, and he didn't write on the paper, so the pen fairy fell into silence.

Yun Xubai showed a docile and pure smile, and said with a good temper: "If you don't answer, I'll take it as if you need help."

With a click, the pen in my hand broke again.

"The pen fairy broke his pen again, how naughty." Yun Xubai took a new pen and summoned the pen fairy again.

The pen holder shook, Yun Xubai said: "Pen Fairy, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the pen moved impatiently across the paper, and the black ink fell on the paper, quietly turning into a dazzling blood red.

The players stared nervously at the paper with their eyes wide open, only to see a bold and capitalized word appear on the paper:

"roll!!"

After writing the last exclamation point, the pen stopped moving, the sound of rain gradually died down, and the creepy chill faded away.

After Bixian left, the tense nerves of the players relaxed a bit. You looked at me and I looked at you, both surprised and amused.

"This is a bit different from the pen fairy game I imagined."

"This buddy is so awesome, it's driving the pen fairy into a hurry."

A player said in a low voice: "I remember that there is a taboo in playing the Pen Fairy game. This buddy is accurate in every question, why is it all right?"

"I think Bixian is afraid that he will ask tricky questions again. I won't be able to make an appearance tonight, so I can only be forced to compromise." Another player pondered for a while: "Compared with the picture of Qingming Riverside, answering a name doesn't seem too much. Difficult to accept?"

Yun Xubai could hear the players whispering, but he didn't bother to explain.

The taboo of the Pen Fairy game is based on "players are afraid of being entangled", but being entangled by the Pen Fairy after moving into the apartment is the inevitable development of the copy story of the "Pen Fairy Apartment". Of course, Yun Xubai has nothing to fear. Pick important information to ask.

If it weren't for Bixian not wanting to play anymore, he could get more information, Yun Xubai felt a little regretful.

This round of the game was over, and the butler turned the bottle again to choose two people to play the game. They summoned several times, but the pen fairy never appeared.

"It seems that we can't play the game tonight. Let's play it next time." The butler turned on the light and smiled politely: "It's getting late, everyone go to bed early, and I can clean up here."

"It's over now? This dungeon doesn't seem to be as scary as expected." The male player selected in the second round of the game rubbed his face: "I thought the pen fairy would show up."

The female player sitting across from her sighed and comforted her: "This is just a primary task, it shouldn't be too difficult, don't scare yourself."

The players had a false alarm and broke out in a cold sweat. They relaxed now and didn't have the mood to stay in the living room to communicate, so they simply went back to their respective rooms.

Only Yun Xubai stayed behind, and started to help clean up without saying a word. Relying on his height, he reached out and grabbed the balloon streamer in mid-air, and entangled with each other: "Housekeeper, how do you get this balloon?"

"Give it to me." The butler took the large bunch of balloons: "I'll clean up the rest, you can go back."

Yun Xubai said: "Having more hands can make you go faster."

His smile was particularly contagious, and the housekeeper felt warmed up, and he didn't refuse any more.

With Yun Xubai's help, the hall quickly became tidy and clean. After saying good night to the housekeeper, he took the elevator up to the seventh floor.

In the living room on the seventh floor sat a woman with long wavy hair, a small face with big features, and a conspicuous mole on her straight nasal bone.

As soon as Yun Xubai entered the living room, she stood up and said hello: "Hi, I'm a player who lives in 701."

Yun Xubai kept a proper social distance from her, and responded politely.

The woman didn't hold back at all, and said straight to the point: "You performed very well tonight, you are definitely not a puppet pretending to be a living person, let's get to know each other, maybe we can cooperate in the future."

With a smile on his face, Yun Xubai observed her calmly, and took out his mobile phone: "Okay, let's add Qiuqiu."

I can't trust her completely now, but I can agree to it first, and then find a chance to test it out later.

The woman replied, "Yes."

Yun Xubai took out his mobile phone and opened the tenant group: "What's your number?"

"number 11."

The two added Qiuqiu, Yun Xubai asked her to sit down, and poured her a glass of water: "Did you find any clues there?"

No. 11 has a bright personality, and said directly: "I have a resume in my suitcase, but I think it's a weak clue."

"Resume?" Yun Xu raised the tail of his eyes slightly.

"That's right, it's your resume." No. 11 held the water glass and rubbed his fingers unconsciously against the edge of the glass: "The key information such as photos, names, and genders have all been coded, and there are only some basic information. Look at the column of work experience and write a resume. The person in question is like an interior designer."

Yun Xubai was thoughtful, and asked softly: "May I ask, can I read that resume?"

Number 11 thought for a moment, put down the cup: "I'll get it."

After a while, No. 11 came out of the room and handed Yun Xubai a thin resume.

Yun Xubai took it and read it carefully. It was a very concise resume. As mentioned on the 11th, all important information was coded, and information such as educational background, work experience, and award-winning experience were all kept.

This resume appeared in the suitcase, indicating that this resume points to the identity of a certain puppet.

However, the key information is coded, and it is difficult to see who is referring to it.

Sitting on the sofa on the 11th, he was completely hopeless: "I read it several times, and I also specially observed other players tonight, and I can't guess whose resume it is."

Swiping his fingertips on the screen of the phone, Yun Xubai hooked his lips, and his deep eyes shone with light: "We found him."

No. 11 stood up abruptly, leaning on the coffee table with both hands and looking at him: "What did you say?"

She was a little bewildered.

"This resume is on the 4th." Yun Xubai had already written down the contents of the resume verbatim, and he returned the resume, saying calmly, "A young man."

No. 11 didn't understand, and looked at the resume over and over again, almost tearing the paper: "How do you know it's No. 4?"

"There is an email address and a phone number under the coded name, which are covered by the thick code above, which is not very conspicuous." Seeing that No. 11 was full of doubts, Yun Xubai explained a few sentences casually: "Find his ball through the email Ball number, I found him after searching in the tenant group."

On the 11th, he followed his prompts to find the line of information, suddenly realized, and looked at Yun Xubai with admiration: "This information is so obscure that I didn't even notice it. You react so quickly, and you can follow the clues with a small detail." Find important clues."

Yun Xubai smiled lightly.

"I have another question, how do you know that No. 4 is a man?" No. 11 showed confusion in his eyes: "The group didn't reveal the gender."

"When playing games tonight, No. 4 sat next to me. We chatted for a while, and he told me that he lives in 302 and is No. 4 in the group." Yun Xubai recalled: "He was quite enthusiastic."

No. 11 didn't expect this answer, she frowned: "Then you told him that you live on the seventh floor?"

No. 4 is a puppet, it must be uneasy and kind to take the initiative to chat with players, in case he touches the house number...

Yun Xubai blinked: "I didn't tell him any information."

No. 11 couldn't help laughing, so No. 4 talked to him about loneliness?

Looking at Yun Xubai's innocent eyes, No. 11 spoke slowly: "Do you have any other clues?"

"Yes, but there is not much information mentioned." Yun Xubai reminded: "From today onwards, Bixian may appear at any time, so be careful. Also, your resume is useless, don't keep it on you, put it in the living room Let's go."

No. 11 was puzzled: "Why can't you keep it on your body?"

Yun Xubai only said: "You will know tomorrow."

No. 11 had some doubts, and finally listened to Yun Xubai's words, and hid his resume under the sofa cushion.

The two said good night and went back to their rooms.

Yun Xubai didn't fully trust No. 11, so he kept a lot of clues. For example, he can now confirm that No. 4 was originally selected in the first round of the game, and No. 4 made a move to make the bottle point at him.

This shows that the puppet will only contribute to the flames, and will not really participate in the pen fairy game. With this, the identity of the player and the puppet can be distinguished.

There are daily necessities in the room. After Yun Xubai washed up, he took something out of the suitcase and put it under the pillow.

Lying on the bed and looking at the white ceiling, he remembered one of the passages in his diary.

"It feels like there are two eyes on the ceiling staring at me!"

The perfectly shaped eyes stared at the ceiling without blinking, and found nothing unusual.

Judging from the contents of the diary, "it"'s sightlines seem to be everywhere, and the ceiling may be just one of the strange places.

After turning off the lights, Yun Xubai soon fell asleep listening to the sound of the hour hand moving.

"Tick...tick..."

I don't know when it started, the sound of the hour hand swinging became sonorous, louder and louder, this sound penetrated from the bedside into Yun Xubai's dream, disturbing the clear dream.

He turned over in a daze, and suddenly felt something silky and smooth slipping across his cheeks.

It's icy and cool, strand by strand, like...

With a chill running down his back, Yun Xubai suddenly opened his eyes. After strengthening his five senses, his night vision became stronger. At this moment, he could see the long hair hanging in front of him, spread on the pillow.

The cold air enveloped his head, and he felt that he was not lying on the bed, but lying in a coffin.

He turned his head and looked up.

A blurry face was facing him, only thirty centimeters away from him, and thick hair hung down from it, just falling on both sides of his head.

That face was indistinct as if it had been mosaiced, only a pair of sad, blood-red eyes were particularly clear.

"You're here." The drowsiness faded away, his eyes became clear and gentle, Yun Xubai said with a smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."