God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

The sudden vibration sounded inconspicuously during the conversation. Wen Xichun subconsciously followed the sound and saw that Yao Jingrong had already answered the phone.

It's not that Wen Xichun wanted to hear it on purpose, it's just that the rustling sound over there is too harsh.

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Yao Jingrong couldn't help frowning.

Then, after hanging up the phone, he stared at the screen of the phone and didn't know what to initiate.

Wen Xichun didn't know what he was thinking, so he mocked, "Why, you got dumped by your girlfriend?"

Yao Jingrong raised his eyes, and there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes: "If you talk nonsense again, I will arrest you to be my girlfriend."

He didn't continue this topic, and instead showed Wen Xichun the phone: "Captain Xu called. They returned to the police station yesterday, and brought Yang Huirong's body back by the way."

Wen Xichun rested his chin and looked at him with interest: "Then, is there any result?"

Yao Jingrong shook his head: "You know, the signal here is very poor, I didn't hear what he said clearly, I only vaguely heard the words Yang Huirong and leave."

"I want to tell you that they have taken Yang Huirong's body away."

"No." Yao Jingrong firmly denied, "They said hello when they left, and Captain Xu sounded anxious, as if he had something very important to tell us."

Wen Xichun pointed to the door: "Otherwise, let's find a place with better signal and call Captain Yang back."

Yao Jingrong nodded, found Captain Xu's name in the phone book, put his fingers on the top of the screen, and walked out quickly with slender legs.

He just took two steps, and before he reached the door, he turned back again.

Not for anything else, just for the black shadow rushing past like a missile, and the familiar and annoying fragrance on her body.

"Brother Wen!" With a tender cry, Wen Xichun bumped into a person in his arms before he could react.

"Why are you here?" Wen Xichun hurriedly pushed away the Bai's missile, took two steps back, and tried to keep a safe distance from her.

"Missing you~ Missing you~ My heart flutters when I think of you~" Bai Jian took a step forward, as if super strong 502, clinging to Wen Xichun's body so tightly that he couldn't pull it off.

"Girls, pay attention to your image." A cold voice sounded, and the words were full of old-fashioned straight-man style.

If Yao Jingrong hadn't moved his hands and started trying to pull the super glue off, Wen Xichun would have thought it was the group of uncles next to him who were talking.

Bai Jian rolled her eyes and shook him off: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Okay, Bai Jian, you go back first, isn't the school supervisor looking for you?" Wen Xichun came out to smooth things over, not for anything else, the eyes of the two wretched men beside him had already started to wander back and forth on Bai Jian's body.

Bai Jian shook her head: "Are you leaving tomorrow? Then when will I see you again in the future? Maybe I won't have a chance in this life."

Wen Xichun looked at her, and felt from the bottom of her heart that this girl was actually pretending to be confused. She was right. Even though the Internet traffic is so developed now, once some people say goodbye, it really becomes a farewell.

"Forget it, then I will accompany you to find the school supervisor." By the way, I wanted to check on Jiang Yu's situation and see if I could find a time to bring her out.

"I won't go." Bai Jian withdrew her hand, "My youth is not for dealing with half-aged ladies."

As soon as the voice fell, suddenly, several loud bangs exploded in an instant, and the originally bright auditorium became dark in an instant.

Everyone was startled by these loud noises, and they subconsciously followed the sounds.

All the doors and windows were sealed tightly, as if the noise just now came from the mechanism wall covering the doors and windows.

Then, all the lights in the auditorium were inadvertently turned off, and the world was suddenly plunged into a deep darkness.

"What happened." A guest stepped back in a panic, but due to the lack of light, his head hit the wall, and he ouched twice in pain.

Wen Xichun unhurriedly took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and took pictures of the surroundings: "Is there a power outage?"

"It's not a power outage, the doors and windows are sealed." Yao Jingrong was also unusually calm, as if even if the sky fell, he would only say "the sky is falling, run quickly".

"Oh~ I see, it's a sideshow prepared by the school supervisor for us, haha, what is this, an escape room? Unexpectedly, I also followed the young people."

Although the guests did not take this sudden accident seriously, their voices were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

But Wen Xichun felt that things were not as simple as they saw.

At this time, everyone's mobile phones rang an information notification tone, and everyone took out their mobile phones one after another. It was sent by an unknown number, and a long sentence appeared on the screen:

[Now, the game begins, among the six of you, the person who has the deepest repentance for the crimes he has committed is eligible to leave, and only one person can leave, MayGodblessyou. 】

Because there was only a signal box with a weak signal in the upper right corner of the phone, it was completely empty after receiving this text message. In other words, someone has already interfered with all the signals here with a signal jammer. Who did it, the school supervisor?What on earth is she trying to do.

"Hahaha, exciting, I didn't expect Songyue to keep up with the times." One of the wretched men thought it was just an escape game, and was already gearing up to try.

The white-bearded old man looked at the text message and slowly clenched his fists, his fingertips gently stroking the scar on the tiger's mouth under the glove.

At this time, there were seven people present. Apart from the white-bearded old man, the two wretched men, and Yao Jingrong and Wen Xichun, there was also a middle-aged artist who was wearing glasses and looked refined. Bai Jian might be an exception, otherwise she should have gone Go to the training room to accept punishment.

"It turned out to be premeditated." Yao Jingrong groped to the door and window, and knocked lightly. "The door and window are sealed with stone walls. It seems that we will not be able to leave here for a while."

"It's better for everyone to introduce themselves, so that it is easier to remember." The middle-aged artist suddenly suggested, "Tell us about your name and occupation."

It seems that he has a strong adaptability and quickly entered the game atmosphere.

Wen Xichun was not in the mood to play with them. He had a hunch that what happened next would probably become a terrifying memory that would accompany everyone for a lifetime.

It is also possible that there will be no future.

"My surname is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Zhaoming. I am the general manager of an international charity organization." The old man spoke slowly, without any emotion in his tone.

Those two wretched men, one named Wang Xijun and the other named Li Yuan, were both members of the board of directors of listed companies.

As for the middle-aged artist, he said that his stage name is Alfred, and he is the chairman of the domestic artist association, specializing in the study of art history in Central Europe. people benefit the world.

Wen Xichun wanted to laugh a little bit, benefiting the world, as if he really regarded himself as the god of creation.

In contrast, the self-introductions of Wen Xichun and Yao Jingrong are slightly perfunctory and simple:

"Won Xichun, the policeman."

"Yao Jingrong, forensic doctor."

Alfred seemed to be thinking of happy things when he heard about the two people's occupations, and he didn't know what he was covering his mouth for, which made people very uncomfortable.

Bai Jian held Wen Xichun's hand tightly and asked, "Shall I introduce myself too?"

Wen Xichun groped in the dark to protect Bai Jian behind her, and whispered in her ear: "You are the only girl here, protect yourself and don't say anything."

Bai Jian froze for a moment, then slowly put her face close to Wen Xichun's not-so-generous back, and nodded, her heart was as sweet as honey.

But after several people introduced themselves, the atmosphere fell into a stalemate again. Although everyone had been told that they had entered the game, the game seemed to be reading the CD, and there was no next move.

In the darkness, several people just kept silent.

It's not so much about silence as it is about guarding each other because some want to survive and some want to win.

"It's not an option for us to wait like this. Walk around and look around, maybe we can find the exit." Alfred suggested.

Wen Xichun held up the flashlight, glanced at Yao Jingrong, and after getting his affirmative nod, he walked cautiously behind the big team.

The auditorium is a three-story circular building. There is only a hall on the first floor, and there are several rooms on the second and third floors. The doors are tightly closed, and each door is marked with ABCD.

Old man Zhou Zhaoming led the way, walking slowly up the reddish-brown wooden stairs with a cane, and the dilapidated stairs made harsh creaking sounds.

But in the middle of the stairs from the first floor to the second floor, there is an arch in the style of a Roman wall, which is so narrow that only one person can pass through it.

Wen Xichun vigilantly shone the flashlight on the top of the arched wall. Because it was too dark and the light was not strong, he only felt a dazzling reflection, and he couldn't see anything else clearly.

Zhou Zhaoming stopped slowly, and looked at the stone arch with the help of the weak flashlight. It seemed that he was also vigilant, and he stood at the door and refused to take a step forward.

"Old man, time is precious, hurry up." Li Yuan urged impatiently.

He hates this kind of old people who are procrastinating. In his mind, old people are a burden to society, and one more death will reduce the burden on society.

But Zhou Zhaoming didn't intend to leave, he just gently probed the ground around the door frame with his crutches.

"Hurry up, old man, do you need me to help you?" While speaking, Li Yuan's hand touched Zhou Zhaoming's back, and with a strong push, Zhou Zhaoming staggered twice and fell forward.

"Be careful!" Wen Xichun rushed over and pulled the old man back.

A stone arch is placed on a staircase, which is unreasonable in terms of architectural style and architectural concept.

The old man barely stabilized his figure, his face like a dead branch twitched slightly, he seemed to be frightened, his body was shaking all the time, looking pitiful.

Seeing this scene, Li Yuan became even more irritable. He simply grabbed Wang Xijun's sleeve and dragged him two steps forward when Wang Xijun wasn't paying attention. A stone arch with an unknown cold light——

"Bang bang." The ear-piercing sound of iron rubbing suddenly sounded.

In the darkness, before everyone had time to see what happened, after a heart-piercing scream, everyone felt as if some hot liquid fell on their faces——