The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

"Would you like to come in and have a seat?" The delivery man once again issued a warm invitation.

"Too disturbing."

Ren Yifei raised his head, the play was contained in every subtle movement and expression.

As soon as he heard the invitation, surprise flashed across his face, so fast it was like an illusion, as if the children heard a friend inviting them to play at home.

But after that, he might think of some bad memories, and he showed anxiety, uneasiness and helplessness to avoid, and his smile was forced.

In less than a second, a past that cannot bear to look back is constructed, so the rejection becomes justifiable.

How is my play?Ren Yifei looked at the delivery man, sending out a challenge signal.

The delivery man tried his best to restrain himself. It was daytime and it was the weekend. These players were in this apartment building, looking for clues.

The daytime is the player's time, unless the 'ghost' is identified, the player cannot be shot.

If you attack Song Bozhi who is an NPC now, it doesn't matter if you fail the game. The worst thing is to be discovered by the players, and then be identified and forced to challenge.

These players have a lot of strange props in their hands. Once they fail the challenge, they can only become other people's dolls.

"Come in, aren't we friends?" The delivery man tried to persuade, "You don't have to be so unfamiliar with friends."

Come on, cute little lamb, as long as you enter this door and close it... What you do after that is all up to him.He stayed in this strange game to fulfill his last wish—to complete his final work.

Even if he was imprisoned in a small black room for hurting an npc later, he was still willing.

"Friend, friend?" Ren Yifei was hit by the word 'friend' who came out of nowhere, he rubbed his fingers in embarrassment, and wiped off the dust that was not there on the corner of his clothes, "Well, my name is Song Bozhi."

He was so solemn that the delivery man choked, stretched out his hand wordlessly, and briefly shook hands.

Soft, human palms, with slender fingers closed together, sending out an invitation.

The delivery man seemed to have not had physical contact with humans for a long time, so that he was in a trance for a moment.

"I keep calling you Xiao Zheng, but I don't know what your name is." Ren Yifei said with a smile.

what is it call?The time was too long, the delivery man thought for two seconds and remembered his own name: "Zheng Hui."

"Zheng Hui."

What a nice name, too bad it's been tainted with dirt.

Ren Yifei's smile became even brighter.

If you directly identify the 'ghost' now, the game will be cleared and everything will be over.This guy will continue to fight wits and courage with the players in this dungeon without guilt or pain.

Why?

How about the few young women who died in vain?

What about the original owner who was targeted by a pervert for no reason, and was so scared that he wanted to move overnight?

"Next time, I bought takeaway at home. If you don't eat it, it will be cold." Ren Yifei shook his head, his eyes rolled up, "It's great that you are not sick. Then I will leave."

As he said that, he waved his hand to say goodbye, but his hand 'slapped' on the deliveryman's wrist. He froze for a moment, his face flushed red: "I'm sorry, cough cough, then I'll go first."

"It's okay anyway." The delivery man quickly went back to the house, took something, and then came out and closed the door behind him. "Shall I go to your house to sit for a while?"

Ren Yifei felt uncomfortable, but he still said, "Okay."

After speaking, he touched the wall with his hand, confirmed his position, and walked towards his room step by step.

Because he was so familiar, Ren Yifei basically didn't need any assistance. He counted his steps and arrived at his door. He reached out and touched it, and he was sure it was the doorknob of his house.

"The house is a little messy, please come in." He opened the door, went in first, and waited for the guests to come in.

The delivery man's eyes stared at him, full of greed and plunder, and also with a kind of excitement about to make a perfect work.

He stepped into this room, this room he had seen countless times, but it was the first time he walked into it openly.

The wide open door is like an open embrace, and everything inside can be seen at a glance.

From the lunch box on the coffee table to the neatly made bed, every place is filled with the owner's name.

Breeze blowing in from the door, chilly, with the coolness of autumn.The delivery man opened his eyes wide, his nose fluttered, and his breathing was short of breath.

This is the place of the little lamb, his breath is everywhere, gentle and harmless, there is no more suitable altar for sacrifice than here.

The door was gently closed, and there was a sound of metal and wood colliding. The sound was muffled, and the flowing wind stopped.The delivery man heard the sound of breathing approaching behind him, very calm.

He was about to turn his head back, and let the little lamb know how terrible the world was to people like him in the attitude of a wolf.The back of the neck was suddenly hit hard, and his eyes went black.

I don't know how long it took for the delivery man to wake up, and he found something was wrong.

He was sitting on a chair, his body was bound by thin plastic ropes, his body was so weak that he almost fell limp to the ground.And his mouth was stuffed with a cloth, and his mouth was so wide that he could only breathe through his nose.

This is……

"Are you awake?" The person on the sofa didn't turn his head, but only tilted his ears.

"Sorry, is it too tight? This is the first time I have bound a human being in reality, so there are some things that are not satisfactory. But it doesn't matter, I will become more proficient in the future. Well, a few more times will be fine."

This is a blind young man, his sight cannot be focused, and his behavior is also different from ordinary people.

His expression was soft, his voice was full of apology, and he was a little bit shy, looking so polite.

But the delivery man felt that he couldn't breathe for a moment. He was struggling desperately, and the chair was motionless.

Ren Yifei was eating lunch.

Today's meal was a little dry, so he stood up and poured a glass of warm water, and sat down while touching the back of the sofa.

"Eh? Why didn't you speak? Are you angry?" Ren Yifei looked in this direction, 'amnesia' forgot that he gagged other people's mouths.

The familiar anxious expression, the familiar gentle voice...but there are strange writings everywhere.

"Don't be angry, don't you like me? I feel it, your sight..."

He nervously touched the rim of the teacup over and over again, with a little excitement: "From day to night, I am so happy to be by my side every moment."

"When did you 'see' mine? When it was delivered? Do you want to know when I 'saw' yours?"

He turned his face slowly, his eyes were obviously not focused, but they were scattered: "Because of me, I discovered your secret."

The takeaway boy's heart skipped a beat.

"A lot of young girls have died recently. They said that the eyes of those girls are very similar to mine. Those eyes have been gouged out and filled with fake eyes." Ren Yifei said while reaching out to touch his eyes, with a low voice Laugh out.

"Xiao Zheng," Ren Yifei called it, causing cold sweat to break out on the deliveryman's forehead, "It's very convenient to walk around the streets every night, right? Who would be wary of a deliveryman who delivers food to you?

"Are you practicing, how can you best fit me with fake eyes that look like real ones?

"What a delight..."

The delivery man was short of breath and his face was blue. Looking at Ren Yifei's gentle expression, he felt absurd in his heart that he was in a dream.

"If I go to your room at this time, I will definitely find a lot of surprises." Ren Yifei said more and more happily, but the subject changed in the next second, "But why should I expose you? It's so boring."

"I have already felt your enthusiasm, but this hot feeling will slowly fade over time, every time."

Ren Yifei's voice lowered, he bit his fingertips, as if he was talking to himself: "How should I do it? How can I keep it?"

He suddenly raised his head: "If you really like it, you will be happy to die for it, right?

"How do you want to die? With a knife, there will be bleeding, and it can't be washed clean. Or strangled? But I heard that suffocation death can cause incontinence, and even sexual pleasure. How can you insult such beautiful and pure feelings with such dirty things ?

"You understand, you understand me, right?"

Ren Yifei suddenly took out a disposable needle tube filled with an unknown liquid: "Ah, why not use poison, it can maintain the best posture of the body...

"I found this from you. It's the same one that those girls used, right? You brought it here as a gift, because you must be very satisfied with its effect. You must like it very much." The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. Thinking this was the best, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

The takeaway boy's mind was swollen, and even a little painful.

He couldn't accept that his little lamb, the most perfect work he had chosen, actually!

It was as if the white rose that lived in my heart fell into the blood of mosquitoes, and the pure white color was stained black and red by the dirt.His eyes were red and his veins were nearly burst.

He can't accept this!

"Eh?" Suddenly, Ren Yifei stopped talking, listened for a while, put a finger on his lips, "Shhh."

What is it?

It took a few seconds for the delivery man to hear the sound. It was a sound of slightly hurried footsteps, coming from far to near, and slowly stopping at the door.

The room suddenly became quieter, and the delivery man looked towards the door.

At this moment, he actually hoped that he would be discovered and wake up from this nightmare.

"Boom, boom, boom." The door was knocked three times.

Ren Yifei seemed to smile, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and stood up.

"Guess, who is this here for?" He opened his mouth to speak silently, and his smile became more meaningful.

The delivery man watched him walk over, opened the doorknob with his left hand, poked his head out cautiously, and asked with some doubts, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Saman narrowly avoided the picture frame that was covering him, kicked it away with a flying kick, stretched out one hand directly, grabbed the player who was squatting at home who hadn't reacted, and pressed his backhand into the picture frame that was rushing towards him.

The home squatting player was shocked. He struggled desperately, and his nails left a few scratches on Saman's arm, but the person had been pressed into the frame, and the upper body became two-dimensional, while the thumping feet below were still three-dimensional.

Saman took a step back, watching the frame engulf the player with cold eyes.This thing can't escape once it's touched, unless the sucked body part is cut off.

Squatting at home is almost dead.

Although props are good, it depends on who uses them.

To deal with the top [-] players on the star list, Tianhong actually sent such a small character over?I don't know who I'm insulting.

But Saman thought about it again, the main force who killed him was the killer, and this person was just a dispensable pawn.One used long-range props, one approached him, and then used such close-up props. Tianhong probably thought that two-handed preparations would be foolproof, so he also lowered his requirements for this new player.

The picture frame is like a huge vortex, no matter how hard the squatting player struggles, he is still completely sucked into the picture frame.

A picture appeared in the huge picture frame, it was a person without a face.

It sits quietly against the wall like a real picture frame - of course it is a real picture frame now, a one-off prop.

After closing and locking the door, Saman sprinted towards the delivery man's room.

There was no one in the delivery man's room, the doors and windows were closed, and the curtains were drawn.Saman wanted to take out the spare key, but thought about putting it away.

Through the gap in the curtains, he saw a disposable paper cup on the window sill, with some round glass beads inside.It was the beads that the blind youth stepped on when he rolled down on the first day he came.

The 'ghost' was there?

He chose to watch the blind young man fall...to confirm whether the blind young man is a player?

Saman faintly felt weird, but couldn't speak out.

He carefully recalled the scene of that day, from the blind young man accidentally rolling down, to the disappearance of the glass beads afterwards, and played back every detail.

Nothing unusual.

Then he walked towards the room of the blind youth.Over there, the doors and windows were closed, and there was no sound from inside.

Saman thought for a while and knocked on the door three times.

The door opened, and a cautious head poked out, even speaking timidly: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

He didn't like this kind of person like a little white rabbit the most, but for some reason, Saman breathed a sigh of relief: he's fine.

He tugged at his neckline, adjusted his breathing, and asked in the polite tone of a neighbor he had just met but was not familiar with: "Did you see the delivery man?"

"Xiao Zheng? No." Hearing this familiar voice, Ren Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and said to Saman at the door, "He doesn't seem to be at home."

Saman glanced at the room, because of the angle of the door, he could only see the sofa, bookshelf and a corner of the bed.On the tea table was a half-eaten meal and a cup of steaming water.

eating?

"Then don't bother."

"Okay, bye."

After Saman left, Ren Yifei gently closed the door, closing the outside world and the only passage here.The hand on the doorknob also held a disposable syringe.

He turned to a corner that he could never see from the previous angle, and slowly approached it step by step.

The man sat on the chair with a disheartened face, his eyes lost light, and he no longer struggled to resist, as if all the meaning of being alive had been shattered.

Ren Yifei smiled in that direction, his smile was full of healing power, and his voice was as gentle as drizzle: "The person who disturbed us has left, now is the time to be alone. Are you happy?"

The delivery man exhausted all his remaining strength, turned his face 'hardly', his heart ashamed.

The author has something to say: Ah Fei: Hi, Lamb.