I died on the first day of the game

As soon as six o'clock arrived, Ding Yu walked upstairs full of confidence.

The moment he stood at the door and held the doorknob and pressed it down, he suddenly whispered, "Boss, are you there?"

It was quiet around.

Ding Yu's self-confidence faded in an instant: "Boss, don't scare me, touch me if you're here."

After waiting for a few seconds, he didn't feel any touch on his body. His hand on the doorknob began to tremble, and he wanted to press down if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

The next second, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and a pen flipped a few times in the air, and nodded at him, quite impatiently.

For the first time in Ding Yu's life, he experienced what it means to cry with joy, with ups and downs, and his heart fell back into his stomach in an instant: "Boss! I knew you would not give up on me!!"

It was also the first time Yi Mian saw a person's expression change so quickly. He was silent for a few seconds, wasting a little energy, and stretched out his hand to pat Ding Yu's shoulder.

Xiao Mei, who was sitting at the desk with her back to the door, heard the voice, jumped off her chair and ran over, looking up at Ding Yu: "Is this big brother teaching me today?"

Ding Yu is very pleasing to the eyes of this weird little girl now, he wiped his face and adjusted his expression: "It's me!"

Xiaomei tilted her head, her tone was a little doubtful: "Why do I always feel that someone is coming?"

Yi Mian turned her head slightly, circled in front of her, and stared at her face closely.

Xiaomei did not give him the slightest glance, but just looked at Ding Yu in confusion.

Ding Yu's heart started beating wildly just after he relaxed, he lamented that this game would sooner or later cause him a myocardial infarction, while pulling the little girl to the desk, he changed the subject and said, "Don't waste your study time, I'll teach you now. "

Xiaomei said obediently, and opened her notebook.

Ding Yu opened a book of exercises, randomly selected a few questions, and put them in front of Xiaomei: "Do these first, let me see your basics."

While the little girl was writing with her head down, he picked up the book and pretended to study it: "Boss, boss, is this okay? Does she not remember what happened last night?"

Yi Mian was about to leave a message for him in the book, when Xiaomei suddenly raised her head, her eyes fell on him with vain eyes: "I feel it again... Is it another big brother?"

"It seems to be right next to you?" Xiaomei stretched out her small hand and drew a rough outline next to Ding Yu, with a hesitant tone.

"Ah... I must have read it wrong." She suddenly withdrew her hand and continued to work on the question as if nothing had happened.

Yi Mian continued to write without shaking her hands: "Ask her how the other three people in the family treat her."

Ding Yu got the order, and said as if nothing happened just now: "Well, Xiaomei, your parents hired so many tutors for you at a high price, you must study hard, and don't disappoint their good intentions."

Xiaomei's slender body froze imperceptibly, and it took a while before she said in a low voice: "Mmm...OK."

Ding Yu said: "By the way, don't your parents spend too little time with you? A girl of this age should need the care of her parents. I have to tell them..."

Xiaomei interrupted him all of a sudden, looking very nervous: "No! No need!"

Ding Yu struck while the iron was hot: "Why not? Don't you like your parents?"

"No, it's not..."

"why?"

"..."

"Can't you say it? I will help you." Ding Yu tried hard to make his eyes full of sincerity.

Xiaomei hesitated for a while, then said softly: "Actually, Mom and Dad are very dissatisfied with me recently, they often beat me... I don't know what I did wrong... They even emptied the storage room and tied me up. go inside..."

"They hired a lot of tutors for me. I studied really hard, but maybe I still can't satisfy my parents. Those people have been fired..."

"I, I can't help it..."

Xiaomei lowered her head, tears streaming down her cheeks, blurring the words she just wrote.

It turned out that the last room on the second floor was a storage room.

Yi Mian said inadvertently, "When did this situation start?"

Xiaomei choked up and said: "Three months ago, I was playing in the storage room one day and accidentally fell asleep. Dad was very angry...Since then, it has been..."

Yi Mian nodded: "So, why do you pretend you can't see me?"

The little girl opposite suddenly raised her head, with tears still on her face, her wide eyes were full of disbelief, and soon turned into panic.

Although Ding Yu couldn't hear Yi Mian's words, he had just been told by Yi Mian not to speak, and he was watching Xiaomei's mime-like performance in front of him in puzzlement.

Seeing that she was exposed, Xiaomei defended, "I didn't do it on purpose... Mom and Dad can't see you, I can't... I can't say it, they will be angry with me."

Yi Mian didn't believe this reason at all, from the first day he entered the house, he suspected that there was something wrong with this girl.But now Xiaomei just kept sobbing and refused to explain any more.

Yi Mian thought for a while, then asked thoughtfully: "Don't cry, I know you didn't mean it, we won't tell your parents."

"But did the nanny know they were abusing you?"

Seeing that the other party accepted her words, Xiaomei wiped away her tears and said seriously: "I said it! But Aunt Xiang doesn't believe my words!"

Ding Yu sat on the side boredly, suddenly envious of this little girl.

I really want to know what you guys are talking about...

But the boss should tell me, right?

Just as he was thinking, the paper in front of him moved. Before he could get excited, a line of words appeared on it: "The question is over, let's continue the class."

I am really like a tool person, or the kind of tool of a pencil case.

He silently picked up the book and began to talk in a stumbling manner.

After finally staying up until eight o'clock, Ding Yu pushed open the door and turned out of the corridor, meeting Mr. Zhang who came upstairs.

Mr. Zhang said: "How is Xiaomei today? Is she feeling better?"

Ding Yu thought this question was weird, but she also replied: "It's pretty good, she is very active in her studies."

Mr. Zhang nodded and walked into the study.

In the living room, Aunt Xiang and Mrs. Zhang were sitting and chatting together, and Yi Mian leaned over to listen.

"Aunt Xiang, what do you think Xiaomei will do..."

"I think the tutoring this time is not bad, maybe there is hope."

"Oh, you comfort me like this every time."

"It's okay, at least they can delay for a while."

Mrs. Zhang had a sad face, but Aunt Xiang remained calm as usual. If they could not hear the chat, others would think that the two of them were chatting with each other.

At 09:30 in the evening, Ding Yu went upstairs early without waiting for the nanny to invite him.

The glances that Qin Chuanxing cast from downstairs made him very uncomfortable. He would rather be alone upstairs and listen to the ghosts crying and laughing, and he didn't want to stay next to his teammates who had bad intentions.

Walking into the study room, all the noise outside is isolated from the door, and the books are placed on the table as they are, like the most ordinary single room, but I don't know how many hidden dangers there are.

Ding Yu was lying on his back on the bed, and suddenly wanted to talk: "Boss, is Boss there?"

Yi Mian opened the diary: "What is it?"

Ding Yu turned over and asked curiously: "Boss, what did you do before you entered the game? How did you get in? That's right! I haven't asked your name yet!"

Yi Mian doesn't really want to write: "It's a long story."

Maybe he also felt that the answer was too perfunctory, and added: "My name is Yi Mian."

Ding Yu understood his attitude of cherishing words like gold very well, so he didn't ask any other questions, and praised loudly: "This name is good, it closely follows the needs of modern young people, and you won't have the trouble of insomnia once you hear it!"

Yi Mian: ...

Maybe he can be more perfunctory with this teammate.

He put away the diary, and the room fell silent again.

Yi Mian leaned against the wall, her eyes lightly closed.

What was he doing before entering the game?

It seems to be conducting decomposition experiments on a new material.

One second he was still concentrating on the light control machine recording data, and the next second he felt a sharp pain.

It is a novel feeling that the mind is pulled out of the brain and the body floats lightly.

When looking down at the two people below from top to bottom, Yi Mian was at a loss for a moment.

The laboratory is surrounded by white walls, and it is suffocatingly cold when matched with the white tables and chairs. The instruments on the long table are still humming, but no one is operating them.

His own corpse lay quietly on the table. The young man standing beside him had red eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks, and his body was constantly shaking. Anyone who looked at him would sigh and be heartbroken.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would be hard for Yi Mian to believe that this was the murderer who killed her.

This young man is his direct apprentice, he is usually honest and responsible, and his academic performance is very good, so he was recommended by his tutor to help Yi Mian.Yi Mian also thinks this is a good seed, and often arranges important tasks for him.

This junior takes his work seriously and meticulously.

It was also this junior who held up the dagger and fatally struck him on the back of the neck.

Moreover, this person didn't have the slightest intention of running away after the murder, and even relaxed on the bed in the lounge.

Then he lost consciousness and entered the game.

Maybe the junior has known about the escape game, but why did he kill himself?This is something Yi Mian has been unable to figure out.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

"coming!"

Ding Yu whispered.

Both of them heard faint crying coming in through the crack of the door, and the sound of something rubbing against the door.

As soon as the two sounds sounded, Ding Yu was not so afraid. Sure enough, the fear still came from the unknown. After listening to it for a few minutes, he even felt like the sound effect before going to bed.

Yi Mian didn't think too much, she touched the door with her fingertips, and as expected, her actions were restricted again.

He looked at Ding Yu who had started to doze off on the bed, and leaned against the wall to recharge his energy without saying a word.

No one noticed that in the darkness, a trace of black mist snaked along the crack of the door.

The author has something to say:

Attack: coming

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This dungeon is short, there are two chapters left, the main purpose is to explain the background|°v°) The second dungeon starts to grow!