Heartthrobs engage in bosses in escape games [Unlimited Streaming]

The butler dragged the garbage truck out, Yan Shaoqing and other players followed, wanting to see how this NPC would deal with the player's corpse.

Going down to the first floor, the housekeeper took the body into the black iron door that no strangers should get close to, and after a while he came out, the car was already empty.

Knowing that they couldn't get any more clues, the players dispersed.

Yan Shaoqing glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already past 9:[-].

He told Nangongque before that he would explore the mansion separately, but this time the other party really didn't take the initiative to find him, and left first.

There was not much time left, and he wandered around the mansion at will.

I didn't find anything special, except for a small utility room near the back door on the first floor, which is more interesting.

The utility room covers an area of ​​several square meters. There is a small window on the square iron door, and the window is separated by several iron railings, like a prison cell for prisoners.

There were several buckets of red paint piled up against the wall, most of them empty, and one half-used with the lid ajar, and the used brush on the edge of the bucket, dripping off the top. Red paint had dried on the equally bright red carpet.

Yan Shaoqing opened the iron door, walked up to the bucket of paint, bent down and took a closer look inside, the color of the paint seemed to be exactly the same as that on the statue of the cross.

After figuring out the terrain of the ancient house and the distribution of each room, Yan Shaoqing returned to his room.

The wall clock on the wall points to 9:55, and there are 5 minutes left, which is the curfew time.

Yan Shaoqing sat on the red lacquered wooden chair, the silver plate and the remaining buns on the table were gone.

He clearly remembered that when he left this room, he locked the door.

He took out the useless map from his pocket, pinched a corner, threw it away twice, stretched it in the direction of Ryan, and flicked the edge of the paper with his finger.

"Look, what's the use of a man who can only write perverted love letters?"

It is impossible to really mark the secret and key places on this crude map, and even if it is really marked, he may not dare to believe it.

With a twist of his wrist, Yan Shaoqing stuck a corner of the paper into the gap on the top of the incense burner.

Sparks ignited the corner of the paper, turning into scorching flames and rushing upwards.

He raised his hand to let the flames burn in mid-air, the warm light outlined the delicate curves of the eyebrows and eyes, and the orange flames reflected on the amber pupils, like stars shining by the Milky Way.

Ryan stood quietly on the spot, a pool of fire reflected in his deep pool-like dark pupils.

"That's how it burned?"

"Burn it, it's useless."

Yan Shaoqing glanced at the faceless portrait on the wall, and lightly opened his fingers. The remaining paper floated down with burning flames, and turned into fly ash before it landed on the table.

Less than 2 minutes after entering the room, there was another slight friction sound at the corridor door.

He looked sideways, and he didn't know who it was, and stuffed him a folded note from under the narrow door.

Is the escape game popular for stuffing notes to create a sense of mystery?

But it's only been two hours since the start, and he has already received two cards.

Yan Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, walked over to pick up the note, then opened the door and looked into the corridor.

The person who stuffed the note slipped away as fast as before, and had long since disappeared.

He opened the slender note, and wrote a line of words in blue-black pen ink on it.

[If you want to know the list of players in the demon believer camp, come to the public restroom on the east side of the second floor alone at 11:30 tonight. 】

The color of the ink is the same as that of the butler's pen, but the handwriting is completely different. There is a high probability that it was not written by the same person, but the possibility of intentional forgery cannot be ruled out.

Yan Shaoqing noticed when he was exploring before that although each guest room in the mansion has its own bathroom, there is a public bathroom on the far left side of the corridor on the first and second floors, which were originally built for the help of the servants. for human use.

But because the servants died one after another two years ago, those bathrooms were left unused, no one cleaned them, and they were covered with dust.

The cubicles in the public restrooms are very small, sealed at the top and bottom, and painted with black paint on the surface, so cramped. At first glance, they might be thought to be coffins that have fallen into dust, and they are arranged upside down in a neat row.

More importantly, the public toilets are divided into men and women, the east side is the women's toilet, and the west side is the men's toilet.

In the middle of the night, you asked him to meet in the women's restroom, what was your intention?

If it is seen by other people, wouldn't it be treated as a pervert.

What's more, 11:30 in the evening is the curfew time, and leaving the room is likely to trigger the death condition.

The appointment with this note was obviously a trap, and it was the lowest kind.

Yan Shaoqing put away the note and looked at the man beside him.

"Lane, what do you think?"

Ryan's expression was solemn, and his voice was as cold as ever.

"It's dangerous, you can't go."

"It's quite dangerous." Yan Shaoqing nodded slightly in response.

If the person who wrote this note is a player from the successor camp, he should directly tell the list to other players in his own camp, and isolate the players from the demon believer camp. Why should he tell him?

Conversely, if the player who wrote this note is from the demon believer camp, just find an opportunity to secretly tell him no, why choose to use such a dangerous and suspicious way?

"Danger is really dangerous, but..." Yan Shaoqing faced Ryan, raised his hand to hold the other's shoulder, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch a tiger's cub."

It's a pity that Shuai quickly withdrew his hand in less than three seconds, his fingertips trembling.

He clenched his fist, covered it with the other hand, put it in front of his mouth, exhaled hot air, and complained loudly, "You are so cold."

The reason why I want to see it is not only curiosity, but also another reason.

The internal test report can be used once every game day, and points can be obtained if the test is successful. After 12 midnight, today's times are wasted.

Just take this opportunity to have a try, there is no harm at all, so why not do it.

Thinking of having an appointment with a beautiful woman in an hour and a half, Yan Shaoqing didn't turn off the lights to rest.

He lay on the bed with the light on and closed his eyes to rest his mind. By the way, he sorted out all the clues collected from the beginning of entering the game to the present in his mind.

If there is one thing that makes him most curious, it still belongs to Ryan.

Yan Shaoqing opened his eyes and looked sideways at Ryan.

Ryan stood not far from the bed, within one meter, facing the only window in the bedroom behind him, and outside the window was a mountain forest with mottled shadows.

At first glance, the tall and straight figure seemed to be stuck directly in front of the window, but for a moment it overlapped with the skeleton figure in the game poster, which made Yan Shaoqing shudder for no reason.

It was so scary to watch with the lights on, but if the lights were turned off, a ghost would just stand in front of the window and stare at him all night, it would still scare people to death.

Yan Shaoqing jumped up from the bed, ran to the cloakroom and found a thick quilt, folded the quilt into a long thin strip, and placed it vertically in the middle of the big bed.

"Lian, I have a suggestion." Yan Shaoqing sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and grabbed the quilt strip in the middle of the bed, and said seriously, "This is a [-] line. Don't stand by the bed stupidly at night, you Sleep on the side by the window, I sleep on the side by the door, get closer, and wake me up in time if there is danger."

"But remember, don't go too far." Yan Shaoqing let go of the quilt, leaned against the head of the bed, and supported the wall with his hands, "I'm afraid of ghosts, I might have nightmares tonight, beat those bad ghosts I might accidentally hurt you."

Ryan nodded, and the ghost appeared on the other side of the bed in an instant, leaning against the head of the bed, in a similar posture to Yan Shaoqing, with his eyes facing each other.

Such a close look at each other made Yan Shaoqing a little uncomfortable. His fingers moved slightly, and they rubbed against the wall. Suddenly, there was a cold and hard touch on the palm, and the thing against the palm was still going on. push outward.

Yan Shaoqing's pupils shrank, he immediately withdrew his hand, stood up and stepped back two meters.

The smooth wall that his palm was pressing protruded outwards, like a relief that could be stretched freely, and gradually became the shape of a human head.

That person's facial features are delicate, the outline is clear, and the beautiful long hair hangs down, looking like a young and beautiful woman.

Yan Shaoqing stared at the uninvited guest and took a deep breath.

Because of the two lit censers on the table, the room has always been filled with a strong smell of incense, but now it is mixed with a few traces of light lily fragrance, which penetrated into the nostrils together with a cold chill.

The female ghost looked at Yan Shaoqing, and blinked her left eye affectionately. The slender eyelashes were covered with wall paint and stuck together, and white ash fell down with the blinking movement.

Ryan quickly flashed to Yan Shaoqing's side when the female ghost appeared, and now he stepped forward and stood in front of him on the left.

Yan Shaoqing didn't have any expectations for the guardian spirit with a comprehensive strength rating of F- and a physical fitness of 32 from the beginning of the game. At critical times, he could only rely on himself with a physical fitness of 57.

"Lian, step back."

Yan Shaoqing raised his hand, pushed Ryan aside in a big way, carefully examined the female ghost who kept making eye contact for half a minute, and then slowly said: "Miss sister, I'm not straight, so don't wink at me in the middle of the night. In human terms, you are a bit scary."

The female ghost stopped blinking, her lips moved but did not open, her pupils covered in white wall dust stared lifelessly at Yan Shaoqing, but the next moment, both eyes blinked at the same time.

Fast and slow, long and short, there is no intention of stopping at all, the scene can be called horrifying.

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The author has something to say:

Qingqing: Ryan, I have a suggestion, let's sleep together tonight.

Ryan: Is there such a good thing? !