President of Chuancheng Entertainment

Song Yu was quick to hang up the phone with sharp eyesight.

However, that tall figure still paused and stopped walking outside.

Song Yu also knew that he couldn't hide this time, so he slowly walked out from the darkness.

As for the opened door, in fact, not much light can be revealed to illuminate the room.At best, he could roughly outline a figure, but Song Yu also felt a sense of familiarity with just this vague appearance.

Who is this guy?

The man walked towards him step by step, holding a knife in his hanging hand.

There was no way for him to retreat, there was already a cold and rough wall behind him, and the hands holding the box were trembling uncontrollably.

When the man got close, even his eyes were hidden in the darkness with glasses and a mask on his face.

But for some reason, Song Yu's body stopped trembling involuntarily at this moment, his body was telling him.

This person has no malice.

"who are you?"

He felt that the person's gaze was intense and hot, but it lacked an attack power alone.

He wanted to ask more questions, but the man grabbed his hand.He wanted to shake off the box in his hand like an electric shock, but the force of that person was much stronger than his.

With a "bang", the box fell to the ground, and the man clamped his hand with one hand.

What came from the hand was the sticky moist feeling of that person, it was blood.His hands were clasped, and his eyes could only watch the man move.

The man pushed his messy long hair behind his ears, his movements were gentle and slow like a caress between lovers, with a look of infatuation.The cold hand rested on the left ear, then moved to the side of the neck and slipped down to the exposed collarbone.

After rubbing back and forth for a while, he stopped.

"You... what are you going to do?!"

The man still ignored his question, instead, his hand stayed on his waist again.

As a result, the phone rang again, and the ringtone quickly echoed in the small, silent room.

He seemed to hear an extremely slight sigh, and then his stopped hands were stuffed into something cold and wet.

is the key.

And it was a key with a bloody smell.

The man let go of the strength in his hands, bent down and picked up the box that had just fallen on the ground and stuffed it into his arms.

The meaning is self-evident.

At this time, the phone rang to the last ring and hung up automatically.The space returned to the silence that had just died.

The man turned around and left just like when he came, and he saw the man's eyes at the place closest to the door.

Unexpectedly good-looking, and with a crazy obsession.

The door was closed, and darkness returned.

He still had the key in his hand, and the box with the double lock.

Everyone was telling him that that person was here just now.

He shook his head vigorously, telling himself that opening the box quickly was the key.

Holding the key and twisting it lightly, the second lock finally opened.He reached in and felt for a button and a notebook.

Subconsciously pressed the button, the room began to rise.

The original messy and weird room was lit up at this moment, Xie Junyi was leaning on the bed with a pale face and eyes closed, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

He hurried over, Xie Junyi also opened his eyes when he approached, weak but fierce.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"There is a staff member at the bottom, pretending to be a murderer and staging a reenactment of the plot."

For some reason, he always felt that this matter was not so simple. He didn't want to tell anyone about this matter for the time being without investigating the identity of this person.

Xie Junyi didn't delve into it either, and said, "I was looking for the key just now, and saw the faceless female corpse outside the door being dragged. There was only a deep bloodstain on the ground, and I walked along the bloodstain for tens of meters. It was seen that the female corpse had been dug open.

When I searched the female corpse earlier, I felt that there was a stiffness in her chest, but I didn't think about digging it out considering that the props might not be refined enough.

So there is a third person besides us.Although he knew it was just a game, the thing in the stomach of this female corpse was obviously a dark thread. "

Obviously, the bloody key in his hand was dug out from the corpse of this faceless woman.

Thinking of the man walking calmly, waving a silver-white fruit knife, with madness in his eyes, going down to the female corpse and digging out the key hidden inside.

Song Yu's heart palpitated, and he couldn't help but think of the look in his eyes that closed the door at the end.This person might be able to stab himself with a knife, and be disemboweled just like this female corpse.

"I got the key just now, let's stop studying the plot. Aren't you uncomfortable? Let's go out first and then talk."

This key is indeed a dark line, and it is an extremely frantic straight line for customs clearance by the organizer.They purposely made the props very realistic, thinking that not many people would really use the fruit knife in the props bag to stab this young woman whose face had been cut.

Song Yu and his group were the first team to destroy the props after successively carrying out the secret room breakthrough for so long.

Naturally, if you get this key to open and hang, you can go out without any hindrance.

Finally returned to the embrace of Guangming, Song Yu threw the key to the staff lady in disgust.

"Don't worry, it's not real blood. It's the simulated blood that we've researched, although the viscosity and heat are the same as real people."

The young lady took the key that Song Yu seemed to have thrown on the table, with a look of admiration written all over her face: "Little sister, you are the first one of us who dared to experience the success of an autopsy!"

Song Yu felt chills in his heart. Not only was the man in black so delicate that he could spot the subtle differences in the female corpse, but he was also accurate and merciless in the face of a prop that smelled like corpses and felt real to the touch.

"Hurry up and choose your favorite gift for breaking through the level!"

At this moment, Song Yu was not in the mood to choose a style, he just felt that he couldn't help tricking Xie Junyi, and he also tricked himself into it.

But the gift was a cup, Song Yu thought of the cup that Xi Yan had smashed, and picked the one that was the most pleasing to the eye.

There is no intention of continuing to stay in the amusement park.Although Xie Junyi was the same as when he came here, his complexion was no longer pale and weak, but when he touched the man's fingertips, it was also icy cold.

"Let's go back."

"Well, take my car."

"Why did you take the bus when you brought a car?"

Xie Junyi also provoked a smile: "Sex."

"........."

Rich people call this thing fun, and people like him who have worked their way up from the bottom have a physical aversion to uncomfortable rides.

Xie Junyi carefully helped him open the car door, sat in the driver's seat and continued, "Song Yu, I am very happy today."

This sentence did not mean frivolous, but the domineering Mr. Xie with a serious look.

Originally, this guy's appearance and voice had a great advantage, not to mention that he deliberately used such a serious expression and deep and elegant voice.

"Drive well, don't look at me." Song Yu urged, unable to bear such gaze.

"Well, let's go back."

The car started, and the surrounding scenery slowly reversed. The window was half-opened, and the sweet smell of popcorn and people's exclamations echoed in my ears, and then slowly blurred to the point where I couldn't hear clearly.

Song Yu said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for letting you into the haunted house."

"It's just a verbal expression? Shouldn't you express more at the risk of your life to accompany you in?"

"Then what else do you want, President?"

"Kiss me, it doesn't count like this morning."

"You are enough."

Song Yu didn't want to communicate with this person.

……

Xi's

He got out of the car and walked in the courtyard until he felt strange eyes around him.

Uncle Xu also looked at him in surprise and said, "Young master, why are you dressed like this? Didn't you still..."

"!!!"

You bastard Xie Junyi! ! !Why didn't you tell me that I haven't changed my clothes yet! ! !

No wonder the guy had a smirk on his face when he got out of the car, no matter how much he asked, he wouldn't tell him what he was laughing at.

"Uncle Xu, this is very complicated...I'll go in and change first."

As he spoke, he hurried upstairs.

Uncle Xu laughed from behind and said, "Master, this outfit is really a young girl with an iconic appearance. Back then, my wife always wanted a young lady..."

Fortunately, Song Yu did not hear these words.

Song Yu only cared about going back to the room to change clothes, but didn't want to walk around the corner of the stairs in a hurry and miss the road.

Just bumped into someone.

With a cry of surprise, he was stabilized by the man, and saw the familiar silk pajama fabric.

Xi Yan.

He buried his head even lower, and called out in a low voice, "Brother."

Xi Yanqingyue's voice came from above his head: "You...didn't you say that the company has something to do today?"

Song Yu put the cup in Xi Yan's arms into Xi Yan's arms: "I'll go and change first. This cup is for you."

Xi Yan stared at the anxious figure with cold eyes, and then looked at the ceramic cup in his hand.

A stretched little black cat was painted on the thin white enamel, very much like Song Yu's dress today.