In an escape game...

After Yun Xubai finished speaking, that peeping gaze became less and less existential and gradually disappeared.

On the 11th, the frozen air began to flow again, and the bristling hairs fell back softly.

Only now did she realize the purpose of Yun Xubai's words, and she immediately felt that this person was not only courageous, but also deep in routines. Fortunately, she chose to be his teammate instead of his opponent.

The elevator reached the first floor, and after exiting the elevator hall, Yun Xubai looked back, and saw a white shadow swaying quickly on the cold gray elevator door.

Bixian will not stop harassing them because of Yun Xubai's few words, he is not really moral.Yun Xubai must act carefully to avoid being stalked.

Several players have already gathered in the dining room, and they are eating breakfast. No. 4 greets them: "You guys got up a bit late, I made breakfast for everyone, come here quickly."

There are some sandwiches on the dining table, two plates of fried eggs, and a plate of bright cherry tomatoes next to it.

The players sat on both sides, eating with relish, and boasting a few words from time to time, No. 4 laughed from ear to ear.

Wang Yu'er was also there, she didn't have any yin energy at this time, she even put on the lipstick that Yun Xubai gave her back, she looked very good.

Yun Xubai looked at her, and she shook her head calmly, implying that he should not touch these foods.

Yun Xu understood clearly, and smiled politely at No. 4: "Thank you for your kindness, I was a bit tired of eating sweets last night, we are going to buy vegetables and make some light food."

Number 4 still wanted to keep him, a boy with a scar on his brow bone walked towards Yun Xubai: "I'll go with you."

"Drip..."

Suddenly, all the players' mobile phones sounded the ball notification tone at the same time.

This group is usually inactive, and every time it rings, it is accompanied by bad news.

Yun Xubai opened the group chat, only to see a line of small words on the screen: "No. 2 has been removed from the group chat by the housekeeper."

"Have you all received the message?" A player stood up and asked with a frown, "What does this mean?"

Others didn't know how to answer, and someone asked, "Who is No. 2, do you have any impression?"

"No."

At this time, a faint smell of blood wafted from a distance, and all the players heard the sound of panicked footsteps, and looked at the living room in unison.

A boy ran over in a hurry and barely stopped in front of the restaurant door. He panted heavily against the door frame, sweat dripping down the carpet in big drops.

Behind him, there is a string of messy blood red footprints.

The man wearing half-rimmed glasses was the first to ask, "What happened? Why is there blood on your shoes?"

The boy raised his head, his long eyes were full of horror: "The person who lives on the same floor as me is dead!"

Hearing that someone died, the faces of all the players changed.

Glancing at the boy's blood-stained shoes, Yun Xubai asked warmly, "When did you find out?"

"I just found out that when I opened the door, I smelled a strong smell of blood..." The boy stammered a little before he got out of the panic and fear: "Blood came out from the crack in the door of the next room. The door was unlocked, I pushed it open and his body was lying on the ground."

The player wearing glasses said decisively: "Let's go to see the scene."

"He just died... so go up and watch?" The other players were a little worried and didn't agree: "If the thing that killed him is still there, we'll be in trouble!"

The player wearing glasses pointed at the boy: "Isn't he still alive, why are you in broad daylight?"

The player's face flushed red: "Who said I was cowardly? Just go."

"Let's go too." Yun Xubai whispered to No. 11 with a playful smile on his lips, "I guess the deceased should have something from a puppet in his hand."

As soon as he said that, on the 11th, he thought of the tragic situation in the living room today and the disappearing resume, and immediately sorted out the cause and effect.

"Okay, let's go and have a look." Number 11 said.

The boy who came to report the letter calmed down now, and gave them vaccinations while leading the way: "It's on the second floor, the scene is quite brutal, you have to be mentally prepared."

When we reached the door on the second floor, we could smell strong blood, and there was a bunch of bloody footprints left by the boy on the floor.

The door of Room 202 was wide open, and one could see a dead body lying on the floor, with its head and limbs folded into weird angles, and the eye sockets with their gouged out eyes were empty towards the door, as if staring at something.

Looking carefully, his hamstrings and tendons were all severed, leaving several hideous wounds, and the blood that spread all over the floor flowed out from these openings.

Next to the corpse was written a "2" in blood, which was almost solidified.

This death situation was a little scary, some players couldn't bear it, and were worried about missing key clues, so they didn't dare to leave, so they had to quietly move to the back.

"What does this number mean?" one player asked.

"He's number 2." Yun Xubai casually mentioned: "The one who was removed from the group chat by the housekeeper."

As soon as the group received the message, the deceased was found here. The connection between the two is already obvious, and the player who asked the question may not have turned his mind.

"On the day of entering the apartment, players are invited to join the tenant group, and they will be removed from the group after they die." No. 11 sneered: "What kind of ritual sense is this."

"You should be glad that he was removed from the group chat." The player with the scar on his brow said, "If one day he still talks in the group, it will be even more terrifying."

No. 11 felt a chill. If the player becomes a puppet after death and continues to be active in the group, this dungeon is not just a primary difficulty.

The player wearing glasses checked the corpse and said, "His eyeballs are indeed missing, and the time of death was around four or five o'clock in the morning."

Another person said: "There are pen fairies and puppets in the apartment, who knows what is killing people."

Number 4 chimed in: "Maybe his eyes got eaten."

"Why do you still swallow when you say such disgusting things?"

No. 4 smacked his lips and wiped away the saliva around his mouth: "I have an endocrine disorder, and I salivate when I'm nervous. Don't be surprised."

Yun Xubai: "..." Sure enough, there are a lot of nonsense, and he can make up better than me.

There was no more information on the corpse, so Yun Xubai went into the room and walked around, and found a white suitcase beside the bed, which was empty, with a few black fingerprints on the edge.

Sure enough, the clue about the fourth puppet inside was taken away.

Yun Xubai looked at the boy who reported the letter: "Did you hear anything at four or five o'clock in the morning?"

"No." The boy shook his head: "I didn't wake up last night."

"When I played the Pen Fairy game yesterday, it seemed that No. 2 was chosen." A player recognized No. 2's face and speculated, "Could this be the reason why he was killed?"

The player wearing glasses pointed to Yun Xubai, and said blankly: "He was also selected yesterday, and he played around with the pen fairy. Isn't he still alive and kicking now?"

Yun Xubai smiled at him, and said with a good temper: "It's not right to say that, I am playing with the pen fairy in a serious and responsible spirit of the game."

Players: I almost believed it.

Fortunately, they didn't pester Yun Xubai, and started discussing the cause of No. 2's death again.

"Don't think about it being so complicated, maybe number 2 is too unlucky."

"If it's just bad luck, it's terrible, because it means that we are at risk of being hunted indiscriminately at any time."

While the players were discussing, Yun Xubai had been secretly paying attention to the boy's reaction.

I saw that his face was a little pale, his expression was a little flustered, timid, and he rarely made eye contact with other players.

After the players discussed it, they decided to leave the second floor first. The boy who reported the letter was secretly relieved when he heard this.

Yun Xubai was sure that the boy who reported the letter must have hidden some information.

The players went downstairs in a mighty manner. No. 4 glanced at the corpse with nostalgia, but was glared at by No. 7, and reluctantly left.

Number 11 was also about to leave, seeing Yun Xubai taking a cup from the coffee table and pouring water leisurely, as if he didn't intend to leave, so he had to stay together.

Yun Xubai handed the water to the reporting boy, and smiled friendlyly: "You must be frightened, drink some water to calm down.

"Thank you." The boy gave him a grateful look, took the glass, and drank a full glass of water "ton ton ton".

Yun Xubai handed him a tissue carefully: "Wipe off your sweat."

Number 11 watched from the side, becoming more and more confused.

Everyone else left, but this young man stayed behind to appease others by pouring paper towels and water, as if... a little kind?