I'm A BUG In A Thriller Game

Land reclamation No. 30 days · Deadly

Feng Huai looked at the roof the moment Luo Haonan dropped it, but he found nothing, not even a sling.

Luo Haonan seemed to have fallen out of nowhere, even where he could have appeared a second ago seemed to be a mystery.

Feng Huai immediately put down the piano in his hand, and quickly ran to the backstage.

There is an elevator in the background, which can be retracted to reach a position close to the roof.

He operated the elevator, leaped lightly, and waited with bated breath for the elevator to take him to the highest point.

When he was about to reach the roof position, he heard a scream from the stage below.

Only then did Mu Zi realize what had happened, her eyes widened and she took two steps back, until her body hit the piano and her elbows pressed against the keys of the piano, making a harsh and dull noise, she regained her senses.

"My God...it's that investor..." Muzi murmured in disbelief.

Zhang Xiaofeng had a pale face, but he didn't look away.

Ji Jian had goosebumps all over her body, uttered a foul word, and quickly jumped away.

"If it hits another centimeter! I'll die too!" Ji Jian scolded.

"Who killed him?" Mu Zi gasped, she looked up at the dome, and then her pupils shrank slightly - Feng Huai was standing on it.

Ji Jian lightly poked Mu Zi's arm, signaling her not to look up, but to look down——

Someone fell from a height and died.

But the audience sitting under the stage did not respond.

Mu Zi received Ji Jian's hint, her eyes fell on the audience in the audience, and her scalp felt a little numb immediately, she lowered her voice and asked Ji Jian: "Isn't it strange that no one screamed?"

"It's not just screaming, look at those people, they are too calm!?" Ji Jian suppressed his urge to scream, and growled frantically.

Mu Zi looked at the audience again.

The faces of every audience sitting in the front row were indifferent and numb, but everyone's eyes were focused on the corpse on the stage.

Mu Zi swallowed her saliva: "Those spectators didn't ignore the accident that happened, they just... just seemed, wasn't it unexpected?"

Ji Jian was reminded by Mu Zi, and quickly realized: "It seems like you said it like this...Look at them, they just stared at the corpse like this, as if they wanted to eat the corpse alive."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly patted Mu Zi twice: "Sister Mu Zi! If you take a closer look at them, don't you think that each of them... has particularly pale skin? Just... they don't look like living people? "

Due to the lighting of the stage, the light off the stage is not good, and some bluish spotlights at the bottom of the stage are reflected, making the faces of the audience below look even paler.

Mu Zi was terrified by Ji Jian's words, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that this was the case.

Standing behind the two of them, Zhang Xiaofeng suddenly said coldly: "So what if it's not a living person? Is there any difference if we play for the dead or for the living?"

Ji Jian jumped up on the spot with an "Aww", and was so frightened by Zhang Xiaofeng's dark and sad words that tears almost flew out.

"Brother, please speak humanly at this time..." Ji Jian looked at Zhang Xiaofeng tearfully, "What do you mean, how can the dead hear voices and see things?"

Standing next to Ji Jian, Mu Zi paused and asked, "Then... Zhang Xiaofeng, are you alive?"

Ji Jian: "..." With a big grass in her heart, she stiffly distanced herself from Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Of course I'm alive." Zhang Xiaofeng smiled, as if he was amused by Ji Jian and Mu Zi, "A timid trumpeter, a clumsy trumpeter who always bumps into something, after two days, aren't you the best?" understand me?"

Mu Zi and Ji Jian looked slightly embarrassed. These two comments were casually mentioned by the two of them while chatting, and they did not expect to be heard and recorded by the parties involved.

No wonder the side quests couldn't be triggered.Mu Zi thought in her heart, first of all, the NPC favorability is not in place.

Mu Zi was muttering in her heart, when she suddenly felt the lights in front of her eyes brighten, wondering if Feng Huai touched something in the background, and turned on two of the spotlights under the stage.

"Sister Mu Zi!" Ji Jian gasped and shouted in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zi frowned.

"I...I suddenly realized that Zhang Xiaofeng might not be joking." Ji Jian swallowed, and whispered, "Those audiences

, may really not be human..."

Zhang Xiaofeng: "Since when did I joke?"

Mu Zi slightly widened her eyes.

Ji Jian pointed to the seats in the first row facing them.

Due to the dim lights, they did not see clearly the clothes and appearance of the audience below.

It wasn't until just now that the lights below were turned on by accident that they noticed that the audience below were not wearing the usual dress code for concert performances.

They wore autumnal gray-blue jackets with bright orange necklines and shoulder sleeves, and everyone was dressed exactly the same, like work clothes.

Work clothes indeed.

Overalls for construction workers on site.

Mu Zi didn't recognize it at first, until she noticed that half of the face of one of the audience was slapped flat.

That half of the face was originally hidden in the shadow, but the half of the face seen from Mu Zi's side was intact, until the man seemed to notice Mu Zi's line of sight, and slowly turned his head to look over.

Then Mu Zi saw half a face that was almost huddled together, eyes, nose and mouth were almost all rubbed together, it was hard to imagine what happened to the other party before death.

Mu Zi fell down on the stage, her eyes widened suddenly, she stared at that person so hard that she even forgot to breathe.

"Oh, don't do that, it's impolite to stare at people, I think if you keep staring at them, that person will get angry." Zhang Xiaofeng reminded kindly.

Ji Jian was also quite frightened, but not as strong as Mu Zi's. Hearing this, the half-faced man changed his face slightly, as if he was about to stand up from his seat.

He gasped, covered Muzi's eyes hastily, and said in a panic, "We won't stare at you! Don't stare! Brother, don't be angry!"

Mu Zi's eyes were covered by Ji Jian, but she couldn't find the strength to open them.

She remembered the back issue of the newspaper she had seen in the lounge earlier.

——When the opera house was being rebuilt, there was a collapse at one point, and dozens of workers were crushed under the construction pile.

She murmured: "So this closing performance...is dedicated to those workers who died."

"Yes, but Luo Haonan doesn't think so." Zhang Xiaofeng twitched his mouth and responded to Mu Zi, "However, it's not up to him."

Mu Zi opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word. She suddenly realized that even though she was a player, the dominance of the game was never in her hands.

……

Feng Huai boarded the closest place to the dome through the elevator in the backstage.

This place is tens of meters high from the audience, and everything and screams happening in the audience are cut off by huge beams.

Feng Huai couldn't see what was happening below, so he simply didn't look. He turned his eyes to the entire huge dome.

The dome of this performance hall is staggered by several thick beams, supporting all the weight.

Looking up from the bottom, you don’t feel how exaggerated these beams are. It is not until you climb into them that you realize that these beams are probably made of a few logs that are more than hundreds of years old.

The huge log beams are perfectly large enough for two adults to stand side by side.

Feng Huai realized that maybe Luo Haonan was killed here before, and then thrown down.

Before he came up, the elevator was on the top, and the only way to leave the roof was the elevator, which meant that if Luo Haonan was murdered here, the murderer was still hiding here and did not leave.

Feng Huai stepped on the beam lightly.

The concentrated beam spotlights on the stage are all located under the beams, and above the beams, there is a darkness that cannot be illuminated, and only a glimmer of light can be vaguely borrowed by the lighting of the stage.

Just as he thought, on the other side of the beam, he vaguely saw a man squatting on the beam.

Feng Huai approached silently, the figure seemed defenseless.

If he wanted to, he had ten ways to take the opponent down without disturbing those below.

Feng Huai thought about it, and looked at the man's back with heavy eyes.

"You're here." The man's voice sounded unexpectedly, without any surprise.

Feng Huai slightly opened his eyes wide: "Yu Ci?"

"One step earlier than you, but unfortunately, one step later than the murderer behind the scenes." Yu Ci said.

Feng Huai frowned

.

Yu Ci signaled Feng Huai: "This is the last place I checked. There is no blood, no strangle marks, nothing at all."

"It's as if God opened a door for him out of thin air, allowing him to fall from the dome." Feng Huai whispered.

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows slightly: "Since when did you believe in God?"

"No, I believe in fate. Anyone and anything can play God, the person who can open the door." Feng Huai glanced at Yu Ci and looked around, "As you said, someone opened the door for him." There's a door for him to fall, and that door is here."

Yu Ci quickly came to his senses, "Hmm", stood up and looked around: "You mean, that side mission, [Looking for the invisible door]?"

"This place also fits the mission description, doesn't it?" Feng Huai asked.

He looked up at the multicolored glass dome, which depicted the Virgin Mary, a saint without sin.She prayed for forgiveness of sins on behalf of others and confessed all sins.

Feng Huai looked at Yu Ci: "Sinful people, push open an invisible door, make a final confession in front of the Virgin Mary, and then die. This is really the best outcome."

Yu Ci responded, he thought for a while and said: "If you think about it from the perspective of the door, you reminded me that there is a place that might be very suitable."

He motioned Feng Huai to follow and walked into the elevator.

"Luo Haonan called me to meet alone earlier, and he chatted with me about the follow-up cooperation between the orchestra and the theater." Yu Ci said, "But after we chatted for a long time, he received a call, his face became extremely ugly, and he left in a hurry. "

"I followed behind him and followed him into a hall. The curtains in the hall were all pulled up, and there was almost no light. Just when I thought I had lost him, there was a flashlight beam shaking twice above my head. I saw He appeared in the audience box on the third floor."

"The audience box is designed so that it can only be entered from the VIP passage outside the hall, and you cannot go inside the hall." Yu Ci added, "At least that's what it claims to the outside world, but obviously, Luo Haonan knows some secret passages."

"There may be more than one hidden passage, they lead in all directions." Feng Huai understood the meaning behind Yu Ci's words.

His eyes lit up slightly, as long as they can find one of them, they can follow the clues to find all the other secret passages.

Yu Ci nodded.

They left the stage from the backstage and entered the unused performance hall that Yu Ci mentioned.

"The audience box for this kind of performance looks like an opera house in the [-]th century." Feng Huai looked up at their destination and commented.

"Then judging from the architect's preference and style, maybe the entrance to the secret passage we're looking for is in the same line as that of the nineteenth century." Yu Ci felt that Feng Huai had provided a good idea, and nodded.

The two split up, looking for something that might be the door lock.

"Look at these candlesticks on the ground, they shouldn't be here." Feng Huai called Yu Ci in a low voice.

"The candlestick should be placed on a pillar to be lit, instead of being piled up in a corner like a short trident, as a murder weapon that can trip people to death." Feng Huai complained.

He froze for a moment after speaking, and suddenly realized something.

[Fucking newcomers can't tell the truth, can they? !Not to mention, the shape and size fit well with the wound on the pianist's neck? ! 】

[Newcomer: My mouth is full of truth]

Yu Ci and him looked at each other, both of them understood what the other was thinking.

Yu Ci said: "Put that aside first, put the candlestick back to its original position and have a look."

When they put the last candlestick back in place, they heard a "pop", and a gap was suddenly pushed open against a wall on the inside.

Feng Huai took a deep breath - found the invisible door.

Just as they were about to go in, there was commotion outside the corridor.

Word finally got out that an investor had died, and the police and staff sprang into action.

"Go back first, otherwise we are the number one suspect." Yu Ci said decisively.

Feng Huai was slightly stunned, they are players, don't they have the right to automatically rule out suspicion?

"In this world, you are a real person." Yu Ci saw what Feng Huai was thinking at a glance, and he emphasized in a deep voice, "In other people's world, you are the player."

He grabbed Feng Huai's hand, seized the opportunity to sneak into the crowd, and sneaked back to the scene of the crime in silence.