The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

For some, killing is not an end, but a means to an end.

Ren Yifei once again thought of the dregs of society he had come into contact with.

Some of these serial murderers seem to choose their victims at random, but behind them are logics that normal people can't understand at all.

'Ghosts' are the same people as they are.

Killing of young women and dressing them up as dolls, but no specific abuse.Explain that it is not their sex hormones that attract the 'ghosts' to these girls, and the 'ghosts' have no hatred towards them.

Prosthetic eyes?

Ren Yifei raised his eyebrows, put down his water glass and stood up straight away.

He came to the computer and started looking for all the details and information about the 'serial murder case', especially the victim.

The cold light from the screen cast a chill on his expressionless face.

Saman on the other end has already returned to the next door, closed the door, and turned on the lights. The cold light of the fluorescent lamps filled the dilapidated room, giving it the gloomy look of a funeral parlor.

There was nothing in his room, but there was a computer on a desk that was broken in one corner.It contained all the clues and questionable details he had noted down.

Now he turned on the computer, typed "X City Serial Murder Case", and clicked search.

There are many rumors on the Internet, but there are not many real clues.

In order to avoid imitation crimes, the police will not disclose most of the details on the Internet. If they want to know more truth, they must either hack into the official system or hack into the computers of insiders.

However, the official system is an internal network system, and it takes some effort to get in from outside.

Looking at the closed door of the official system, Ren Yifei frowned and thought carefully: I don't need to know very detailed information, so there is really no need to risk my life.

Anyone familiar with the case...

"Defense lawyer." He thought of this person, the lawyer who defended the arrested suspect before. He must know the details of these cases, and he has checked the case materials to understand the progress of the case.

Crackling, rhythmic knocking sounds.

At the same time, at the same place, separated by a wall, two people are typing on the keyboard at the same time, and their faces are also reflected on the screen at the same time.

This lawyer is a public figure and has his own website. Ren Yifei has already found out the other party's IP address and used a virus to temporarily gain control over the computer.

Saman went into the official internal website, and he quickly found the detailed information of the first victim, including the estimated time of death, last appearance, witnesses and discovery time of the body, the first scene of death and so on.

Liu Moumou, 23 years old, the front desk of a certain company, lives alone, and currently lives in Unit 306, Unit 1, XX Apartment, XX Road.The time of death was around [-]:[-] a.m., and the last time she was seen was around [-]:[-] a.m. The body was found at [-]:[-] a.m. the next day. There was no trace of infringement. The first scene of the crime was her own residence.

Followed by the autopsy report and scene photos, as well as physical evidence extraction and so on.

The documentation they needed began to be copied.

Both of them are racing against time, try not to make any noise.But Saman was soon discovered, and by this time he had looked through the records of the three victims.

Saman frowned, and immediately withdrew, and wiped away the traces.

Ren Yifei, who was separated by the wall, crossed his fingers and looked at the screen seriously until the entire folder was copied, then he also exited and wiped away the traces.

After a slight delay of two seconds, he opened the folder, opened a blank document on the other side, and began to record key information and information with a relatively high degree of overlap.

These victims all have similar characteristics: young women, living alone, in an average living environment, in old apartment buildings in the old city, without elevators, and without surveillance around them.

This living environment provides many conveniences for the murderer.

They all died from some kind of neurotoxin injection, and there was still ether in their bodies. The time of death was concentrated between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-]. dress and face makeup.

As for the others, the women's mobile phones were all missing, and the door locks showed signs of vandalism, but no valuables were stolen.

"The circumstances of the death of the first victim were basically the same as those of the subsequent victims. The first case was a 'planned' murder rather than a 'passionate' murder. The murderer had carefully understood the victim's situation in advance and knew that she lived alone. And a detailed and effective plan has been formulated.”

Saman frowned, typing on the keyboard with both hands, and jotting down some of his thoughts.

It may not be professional enough, but it has a supporting effect on the final result.

"The stepping point needs to appear nearby many times and observe carefully before it can be confirmed. The information of young women living alone and young women can be learned through the clothes on the balcony, but if you want to know the exact time at home after work, you need to observe at least a few days. How many murderers can there be? Once in and out without arousing the suspicion of residents, its identity has a certain protective effect of camouflage.”

Ren Yifei wrote down his conclusions in a blank document.

The main targets that the police are now suspecting are criminals who use the Internet to defraud young women emotionally, as well as occupations that are easy to inquire about in their jobs and do not attract the attention of others, such as small vendors walking around the streets, couriers, and takeaways. , The workers who dredged the sewers, etc.

The reason why the police could not find anyone was because the turnover of people in the apartment building was too high, there were no monitoring and witnesses at the scene, and the scope of investigation was too large.But Ren Yifei and Saman were different, they concentrated their suspects into nine people.

Nine players, excluding the two dead full-time housewives, the rest are the mysterious ninth person (Ren Yifei), real estate agent (Saman), squatting at home (Saman's follower), repeating students (student player), delivery man ( Takeaway players), street gangsters (flowered shirts), old scavengers (elderly players).

Ren Yifei turned on the computer, called up the old city map, and marked the addresses of the victims one by one.

Saman also called up the map, and he was checking the bus lines near the apartment building.

The former opened his hand and pressed his thumb on the address of the apartment building as the center of the circle.The distance between the thumb and forefinger is equivalent to the half-hour travel of the battery car, which is used as the radius.

With a center and a radius, a circle appears on the map and includes the addresses of all victims.

Ren Yifei stared at the circle and smiled slightly.

The latter ruled out the possibility of the murderer using the public transportation system, and then ruled out the pedal garbage trucks of the old scavengers, and narrowed down the tools to private cars, three-wheeled trucks, and battery cars.

It is inconvenient for private cars to enter the alleys, and no one uses three-wheeled trucks, only battery cars.

Except for the ninth mysterious player, there are only two other players who own this vehicle and have the time to commit crimes: the deliveryman and the gangster.

The takeaway staff have professional convenience and can get in touch with these victims without arousing others' vigilance.Taking away the mobile phone can be interpreted as unwillingness to be found out about ordering information.

Hooligans hang out every day, and it is said that they have many girlfriends, so it is not ruled out to use the Internet to make friends and commit crimes. Taking away the mobile phone can be explained as unwillingness to be discovered by others.

Ren Yifei prefers the former, because a gangster with many girlfriends really shouldn't have such an extreme attachment to a blind man.

Moreover, since there is no trace of infringement, the possibility of a relationship between a man and a woman is not particularly high, unless the gangster's girlfriend is all fake, which is obstructive information.

Saman lacks some key information, and he has doubts about these two people, as well as the mysterious ninth person.The degree of suspicion of these three people should be from high to low: the ninth person, the delivery man, and the flowered shirt.

However, the two had similar ideas. Since the 'ghost' had an obsession with Song Bozhi and was a serial killer, it was impossible for him to leave no traces in his room.

Ren Yifei wanted to see the delivery man's residence, but he was also worried that he would be caught in the mouth of a sheep.

Saman is going to go to the gangster's room and use the method of elimination.

The gangster is dead, his apartment is locked, and the only way to get in is to get the key from the administrator, or pick the lock directly.However, there is a risk in doing so, as your identity may be exposed and you may become the next target of the 'ghost'.

Ren Yifei cleared the traces, then turned off the computer, sat on the sofa, and picked up the cold water glass.

Going directly to the delivery man's home is a risky move.The other party's patience was exhausted, if he delivered it to the door... Ren Yifei shook his head and took a sip of cold water.The freezing water temperature calmed him down a little.

Saman looked at the computer, and there was his shadow in the computer.

When there are no exposers, the 'ghost' starts killing randomly, he may or may not be selected.But once his intrusion into other people's rooms is deemed 'neighborhood disruption', he will be 100% targeted.

Saman needs to think carefully about which is more in his interest.

The two people separated by a wall were both frowning and lost in thought.

Tick, tick, time slowly passed.

The cold light shone on their faces. They were clearly two completely different people, yet they looked alike at the moment.

Upstairs to them, the player whose character is squatting at home is pacing the room.

The killer died, on the second night, shortly after their meeting.

"How can it be such a coincidence? We just connected the line at the front, and the flowered shirt died at the back?" The young man was restless, with sweat on his face.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was Saman who did it.

The killer is an old player, how could he take the initiative to provoke npc?And shortly after they made an appointment to deal with Saman?

"Does he already know my purpose?"

The player squatting at home was terrified. He remembered Saman's brutal record, and he was one of the top [-] ruthless people on the star list.

The player squatting at home took out a prop.This was given to him by one of Hong En's principals before he came, and it was a powerful item that he couldn't afford even if he sold it.

If Saman dies here, he can still get a five-figure salary and a small boss position after he goes out.

He has been in the corner of the desert for so many days, and he has never seen so much money, let alone enjoy the taste of being superior.

His face was squeezed into a greedy shape, even if his life was in danger, when he thought of those things, he still wanted to move.

There are no morals, ethics and laws in the corner of the barren land, and the evil of human nature takes root and bears fruit in that land.Maybe there are people like Saman who have a bottom line, but more people lose their humanity when they enter this world and become beasts.

It's not long before the home squat player enters the corner of Desolation, but he has already felt the benefits of being rich and powerful. He longs for money and power, and Hong promised him these days.

"Skynet has been restored, and it's not missing..." The TV in his room was on, rebroadcasting yesterday's news, and there was a huge wanted warrant in the lower right corner. Regarding a serial murderer, I hope the general public will actively provide clues, etc.

The young man was upset at the moment, even more irritable watching the TV, and was about to turn it off when someone knocked on the door.

His heart skipped a beat: what's outside will be...

However, it was not the Saman he was afraid of outside the door, but a player.

"Your breakfast takeaway." The deliveryman at the door smiled and lifted the takeaway box in his hand.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "It's you? Are you really working hard to deliver food?"

"No way, work." The delivery man handed over the things and smiled meaningfully.

The player squatting at home picked up the takeaway box, and the deliveryman took a look inside: "Are you alone? Why aren't you with your boss?"

"What boss?!" The squatting player at home seemed to have his eyebrows burned, and he jumped angrily.

"Anyone with a discerning eye can tell," the delivery man smiled, "Which district are you from? I'm from Dongxing District."

"You too?" The squatting player looked at the delivery man with a more friendly look.

"I think you guys seem to be in conflict. You follow him, but he doesn't pay attention to you. Also, it's always a little impatient for a master to play with a novice." The delivery man said with emotion.

"If you don't want to take it, don't take it, and no one begged him, but he pretended to be a good person and bought people's hearts." Hearing these words while squatting at home was even more exciting, and his expression was 'angry from embarrassment'.

"Hey, I didn't mean that." The delivery man realized that he had said the wrong thing, and waved his hands again and again, "Forget it, I'll go first, so make more mistakes."

"Wait a minute, do you want to come in and sit down? Just for a chat?"

The player squatting at home unknowingly let go of his guard. Knowing so much, at least he won't be a 'ghost'.

The delivery man smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Okay."