After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

No.30 who wants to divorce for eight days.

[Oldpeople`shome] is the main hot-selling theme in Bloodmoon's live-action escape room, adapted from a real case that happened in a nursing home in the suburbs of Manchester.

Four guests and two VJs just formed a six-member team. With a miniature camera attached, they took a special car from the Chamber of Secrets to the suburbs.

When the car drove away from the urban area and crossed a small road with overgrown trees, the atmosphere suddenly became dignified.

There was no one around, and in the silence, the hoarse cry of crows was particularly ear-piercing.

Hidden by trees, as the line of sight advances, a four-story western-style building gradually emerges in front of you.

The original white small western-style building became mottled and charred, and the traces of the fire were clearly visible. A large piece of the wall fell off like psoriasis, and it was still smashing down.

A big rusty carved iron door with a dilapidated big sign hanging obliquely on it, the iron door rattled when the wind blew.

On the top of the sanatorium, stood a huge cross with a ring in the middle, half of the cross was covered by scorched black like thick ink dripping down.

An Rao thought he was very courageous and watched horror movies a lot, but when he was in the scene, he still felt a cold sweat on his back.

"Yi...I dare not go in..." Lin Jingxi held Shen Yi's hand tightly, her delicate eyebrows knit into a ball.

Shen Yi expressionless: "It's all fake."

Lin Jingxi lowered his head: "You've been a little cold lately..."

"Is there, it's okay, I've always been like this."

An Rao glanced at them from the corner of his eye, and smiled imperceptibly from the corner of his mouth.

The staff put blindfolds on the four people, led them to different places, pushed them into a small room, and locked the door.

A broadcast sound came from overhead: "Now, the game begins, and finally remind everyone that no matter what happens, you must never leave the secret room without authorization. You can take off the blindfold after 3 minutes. Now count down."

An Rao's vision was pitch black, and there was a strong burning smell and an inexplicable smell around him.

This smell is very similar to the smell of the lonely old man's house in the countryside. Strictly speaking, it is the smell of the old man.

There was a sticky unknown substance on the bottom of the feet, accompanied by the strange sound of water droplets.

My heart was beating violently, what if I took off the blindfold and there was something indescribable in front of me.

As the countdown ended, the staff reminded everyone on the radio that they could take off their blindfolds.

An Rao took a deep breath, thinking silently that it was all an illusion, and slowly took off the blindfold.

In front of him was a gray stone brick wall with a dirty layer of damp on the surface.

He turned around slowly, with one hand still covering his eyes, through the gap between his fingers, he could see the scene in front of him clearly.

A square secret room is surrounded by stone brick walls, and there is a row of bathtubs in the corner. The skin that has been corroded by rust water for a long time has peeled off, exposing the iron liner underneath.

A row of showers hung on the opposite wall, slowly dripping water.

There is not a single window in the whole room, only a small chandelier above the head, emitting a gloomy light, dimly illuminating a small corner.

And beside him was a wooden table, some of the items on it seemed to be products of the last century.

An alarm clock, a compass, a bag of baking soda, a box of water-soaked matches, only one or two good.

Among them is a kerosene lamp in the middle of the table, with a piece of tattered paper under it.

An Rao picked up the paper, and wrote a few lines of small characters crookedly in English on it.

His English is not bad, and he can understand the general meaning:

【Damn it’s broken again, I waste a lot of time just cleaning the bathtub every day, what’s it called, disgusting! 】

He flipped through the paper, but there was nothing but this line of writing.

Now, the staff separated them in different locations, and they should first find a way to escape from the secret room and find their companions to meet up before proceeding to the next step.

An Rao walked to the door and looked at it through the dim light.

This is a double-leaf iron door with no trace of a padlock on it, so it should be opened by a password.

He looked around and even searched under the table, but he still didn't see any trace of the control lock.

Now, only the big rusty wardrobe in the corner remains...

According to the normal process, as long as he opened the closet, an NPC would jump out of it to scare him.

Without seeing the distressed appearance of the player screaming, the NPC will not leave full of satisfaction and get paid.

An Rao took a deep breath, and slowly moved to the cabinet.

The doorknob was slippery, and the scalp tingled just by touching it lightly.

He coughed lightly, signaling the NPC to get ready, and then pulled open the cabinet door forcefully.

Inside was only a row of white bathrobes, stained with liquid of unknown color.

no one?

He picked up the bathrobe casually, and vaguely saw a piece of paper pasted on the wall of the cabinet behind, but because it was too dark, he couldn't see what was written on it.

By the way, kerosene lamps.

An Rao turned and walked to the table, lit the only dry match, and lit the kerosene lamp.

He read the fine print on the paper:

[April 4: Duty (Taya), the damn tornado destroyed the power station, so I can only rely on the independent generator in the yard, but the voltage is too low, the lights are extremely unstable, God, he looks like a ghost. 】

[April 4: The person on duty (Jean), a trash school, assigned me to this hellish place, he doesn't even eat well, please die early.Whoever put the kerosene lamp on the table and knocked it off and hit my foot, there is nothing satisfying here. 】

[April 4: The man on duty (Gerald), oh my god, he pissed in the bathtub, it was disgusting.Almost got electrocuted in the tub, damn it. 】

An Rao looked at the slightly flickering chandelier above his head, very much like the extremely unstable light described by the on-duty Tai Ya.

And he and the owner of the note on the wooden table have the same catchphrase "Damn", so it can be inferred that this Tai Ya should be a very important clue.

But the immediate priority now is to find the location of the combination-operated lock.

He looked around and his eyes fell on the strange pile of items on the table.

It should not leave some useless things for no reason.

An Rao picked up the compass, and the pointer bounced slightly and returned to its original position.

I remember that the teacher in the physics class said that the compass is affected by the magnetic field, and the magnetic field is affected by the current. That is to say, if you rely on the compass to find the direction affected by the strong current, the combination lock is probably at that position.

He came to the most central position in the room, turned his body to face the four directions, and felt the direction of the compass in four directions in turn.

When he turned to the row of bathtubs, the needle that should have pointed west turned strangely to the north.

It's there, it's definitely there.

An Rao walked over and checked every inch of the wall one by one, but found nothing.

At this time, a string of words appeared in my mind.

Gerald said that he almost got an electric shock when he was washing the bathtub, how could he get an electric shock when washing the bathtub.

Thinking about it, he slowly bent down and looked under the bathtub.

A small square electric box hangs there, and there are ten number buttons arranged on it from 0-9.

Really, I am not afraid of the courage to play the secret room, but I am afraid that they are educated.

If you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid to travel all over the world.

But the password will definitely not be placed on the bright side, and it is usually a very cryptic reminder.

For example, eight bathtubs, six showers, nine bathrobes, and seven matches.

But in this case, there are 256 ways to arrange them. Try them one by one. I am afraid that he will not be able to try out the real password after the other three people escape.

Moreover, it may not necessarily be the four numbers I guessed. If you look carefully, there is also an alarm clock.

There should be some useless clues.

Alarm clock?baking soda?

An alarm clock in the bathroom is understandable, soda ash is why...

"what!!"

A scream resounded, and then, there was a rush of footsteps overhead, shaking the small chandelier.

An Rao looked up.

Hearing this voice, it seems that Lin Jingxi has run into an NPC.

An Rao is not in the mood to control Lin Jingxi, he has to leave this secret room quickly and find a way to gather other people.

As for Lin Jingxi, let Chu Guannan have the opportunity to protect the flowers. Maybe the two of them will have a sharp increase in ambiguity due to the suspension bridge effect, so Chu Guannan will not still be in charge of him.

But when I think of this scene, my heart is a little choked up.

Probably because Chu Guannan cooks delicious food, so he is reluctant?

Especially the shredded pork with peppers he makes, every time he soaks the meat with soda powder, so that the meat is fresh and tender with a clear and beautiful texture.

Clear texture?

baking soda?

An Rao suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Chu Guannan, you are such a clever little ghost.

He ran to the table, grabbed the baking soda, tore it open, and blew at the combination lock.

There are four number buttons protruding clearly, and there are still traces of fingerprints on them.

They are 1234 respectively.

Well, you have to try 256 permutations, don't you?

An Rao rested his chin on one hand, raised his head and fell into deep thought.

In an instant, his pupils dilated suddenly.

In the opposite corner, standing... what is it?

The small chandelier above the head dangled, and the dim light jumped from one end to the other, accidentally shining on the opposite corner.

A skinny, brown... person?The limbs are twisted, and the five fingers are like twigs growing wantonly, standing there quietly in a posture that ordinary people cannot pose.

And, when did he stand there...

Perhaps, from the beginning?

A nest of ants suddenly exploded on the neck, and they fled densely in all directions, and the numbness flowed from the neck to the whole body.

This NPC is so dedicated.

The heart is about to jump out.

The twisted man seemed to have noticed that An Rao was looking at him, his ankle was twisted backwards, and his body took a step forward.

An Rao:? !

Even though he knew it was a live-action performance, An Rao felt that his whole body was numb due to the atmosphere and the psychological shadow of the nursing home itself, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his breathing became sluggish.

The man took another step forward, with a provocative posture that could send people away directly.

No, I don't want to meet this NPC, what's the password?

An Rao took a deep breath to calm down, and thought carefully.

If it is yourself, in order to prevent forgetting the password and being locked inside, you will definitely set a password that is the simplest and easy to remember.

No time to think, the brown distorted man on the opposite side obviously accelerated his pace and was moving towards this side.

An Rao quickly pressed the four numbers 1234.

"It's stuck!"

With a loud bang, the door slowly opened to both sides.

The designer of this escape room really grasped human psychology to the extreme, the most unlikely is often the only correct one.

He immediately got up and ran towards the door. Seeing the situation, the NPC also rushed towards him in that distorted posture, whimpering indistinctly.

When An Rao ran to the door, he looked back out of damn curiosity.

hiss--

Better to be blind.

However, the brown man had what looked like a knife scar on his abdomen, with fake blood oozing from it.

An Rao closed the bathroom door, leaned on the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

He calmed down, turned his head slowly, and saw a cross painted on the door of the bathroom, with a strange circle still in the middle, which was divided into two by the crack of the door.

He took a deep breath, turned his head and looked to the side slowly.

There was a dark corridor in front of me, with wall rubbish piled up on both sides, only a fluorescent sign on the wall, with a sign of a little running man drawn on it.

Now that we can confirm that Lin Jingxi is upstairs, let's find other people first.

As soon as he lifted his leg, he heard footsteps behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a big hand fell on the shoulder.

An Rao gasped in fright, turned around, and met a familiar face.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

"I heard footsteps here, come and have a look, I met you." Shen Yi also seemed relieved.

It has to be said that as the main attack of the original text, his IQ is really extraordinary, and he escaped from the secret room faster than him.

"How did you escape?" An Rao asked.

"It's quite simple. It's a traditional password lock. There is a TV in the room, and a piece of news keeps looping. The password is in the number prompted in the news."

"Didn't meet an NPC?"

"It's not very scary, but compared to other secret rooms, it's considered advanced. I've been hiding at the top of the cabinet, watching me rummage in it like a headless chicken." Shen Yi smiled, "What about you, scared?"

"Yeah, I almost died on the spot." An Rao joked.

"It's okay, I will protect you." Shen Yi smiled, her delicate eyebrows and eyes curved into crescent moons.

An Rao: ...

This person said he wanted to protect him?

terrible.

"By the way, Lin Jingxi is upstairs, why don't you go find him."

Hearing this name, Shen Yi was strangely silent.

It seemed that a century passed before he slowly said, "No, we can't help you much."

Although he didn't know what happened between the two of them, An Rao clearly felt that there was a gap between them. These days, Shen Yi had always behaved like this, and treated Lin Jingxi indifferently.

Now it seems that Shen Yi is even deliberately avoiding Lin Jingxi.

An Rao doesn't think Lin Jingxi is a good thing, and he doesn't know how the original author arranged it for him. It's obviously cold and expensive, but it's written as a peerless white lotus, and it's full of bad water. Is this kind of white cut popular now? Black design?

"By the way, I just heard that Brother Nan was downstairs, do you want to find him?" Shen Yi asked.

"In your terms, we can't help much."

"That's right, it seems that you don't care that much about Brother Nan. After all, you agreed to get married, and your relationship is still a little bit different." Shen Yi covered the wheat and said with a smile.

etc?what did he say?

Marriage by agreement?

The original owner and Chu Guannan got married by agreement?So there is no such thing as prescribing drugs?

The news was like a thunderbolt in March.

But An Rao didn't dare to continue to ask, because asking too much would easily reveal the fact that he was a man who passed through the book.

"Don't talk about this, do you have any clues to share." An Rao quickly changed the topic.

"I probably understand that it seems to be related to some kind of illegal transaction, but I don't know what it is." Shen Yi also followed his words.

"Oh shit! I @#￥%&-" Just as I was talking, there was a wailing sound, and then a huge body rolled down from the upstairs.

When the two of them saw it, it was VJ.

VJ is really dedicated, and he didn't forget to protect his hundreds of thousands of equipment when he rolled down the stairs.

Seeing the two of them, VJ heaved a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death, how can there be such a scary NPC, the courage jumped out of his throat."

An Rao pulled him up: "What did you see?"

"That's right..." VJ hadn't gotten out of the shock yet, and stuck out his tongue, "Damn! Whip!"

An Rao & Shen Yi:? ?

"Did you find any clues?" An Rao asked.

Trembling, VJ took out a note from his pocket and handed it over. The note read:

[It looks too painful, Ketamine can only barely relieve the pain, and every night I can hear the screams like ghosts. 】

"What is Ketamine? Is it a tranquilizer?" An Rao couldn't understand this professional English term, but judging from the context, it should be a tranquilizer.

"Ketamine." Shen Yi said, "I have come across this word before when I was filming medical movies. It is a local intravenous injection of analgesic anesthetic."

"Intravenous analgesics are only used during surgery." An Rao reminded.

"So you mean, go to the operating room to find clues?"

An Rao nodded: "Under normal circumstances, there will be a reminder similar to the floor plan in the lobby on the first floor of the nursing home. First go and see where the operating room is. If you look blindly, you may find the sun setting."

The other two nodded.

VJ is more than 1.8 meters tall and weighs [-] to [-] kilograms, but he is less courageous than a quail. He hunched over the equipment and followed behind them wretchedly, looking around from time to time. His panting sound like a cow came out.

He clutched An Rao's clothes tightly, not daring to lift his head.

"Do you know that NPCs like to scare those timid ones." An Rao said helplessly, seeing that his clothes were being torn apart by him.

"No, no, no, I'm afraid of ghosts. I'm terribly afraid. I don't even dare to watch Uncle Ying's zombie movies."

"It's really wronged you to ask you to follow up."

An Rao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

They are currently on the second floor, and they have to go down a flight of stairs to the lobby on the first floor.

The stairs were dark and nothing could be seen clearly, only the fluorescent escape sign stared at the three of them like a strange eye.

"Bang dong-"

The sound of someone's heartbeat was especially abrupt in the silent night.

An Rao was not very afraid, but considering that Chu Guannan was in the secret room on the first floor, he didn't want to go down.

After a long while, he turned his head and looked at Shen Yi seriously: "Mr. Shen, otherwise you and VJ will go down, and I will meet you here."

Shen Yi looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Why, are you scared?"

An Rao smiled slightly: "Yes."

"It's okay, let's go together, those who are alone will cause NPC's bad thoughts."

When Shen Yi spoke, it seemed so sincere that An Rao was too embarrassed to refuse.

The three supported each other, step by step tentatively stepping down the steps.

One step, two steps...

"Bah."

The three of them came to the hall on the first floor, breathing as lightly as possible, which was very clear.

VJ leaned against An Rao's body with his eyes closed, holding the camera forward with trembling hands.

On the ceiling in the center of the hall, a small chandelier swayed and emitted a cool light, reflecting the entire room into a lifeless ice blue.

The floor tiles that have been in disrepair for a long time are mottled and broken, with a layer of dirty water stains on the surface, and a few footprints are clearly visible.

"The bird's-eye view of the nursing home is usually next to the information desk at the gate, go ahead and have a look." An Rao said.

Shen Yi took a deep breath, and stood in front of the two of them immediately, with a heroic expression on his face, and took every step very carefully.

Suddenly, Shen Yi stopped in his tracks.

An Rao held his breath, and poked his head out from behind him to look over.

At the dark information desk, there seemed to be a tall figure standing there motionless, with its head raised.

"Then what is that..." VJ stammered in fright, and quickly raised his hand to cover his eyes, not daring to look again.

But it was his sound that attracted the attention of the black shadow.

The black figure suddenly turned his head.

An Rao felt that his breathing was stagnant, and he even felt that through the dim light, he and the black figure met their eyes.

The black shadow moved, turned around, and walked straight towards them.

"Mom, I want to go home! Ugh—" VJ squatted down suddenly, his courage was broken, he retched while shouting, his whole body was shaking like chaff.

Shen Yi took a step back, raised his hand to hold An Rao's hand.

This person took advantage of the opportunity?

An Rao tried to pull out his fingers, but Shen Yi's grip became tighter.

There was a slight pain in the fingertips.

"You all came out." The black shadow suddenly asked in a low voice.

This voice is so familiar.

An Rao opened his eyes wide and looked over.

The one walking here slowly...isn't that cheap husband of his!

Chu Guannan's face was even paler under the cold light, his dark eyes wandered around several people, and finally fell on the two tightly clasped hands.

His sharp eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Shen Yi seemed to have noticed his gaze, and immediately let go of his hand: "Brother Nan, when did you come out?"

Chu Guannan didn't respond to him, after all, the two of them didn't deal with each other a long time ago.

"Why didn't you come to me when you came out?" Chu Guannan looked at An Rao, with a questioning tone.

"Isn't this what I'm looking for?"

Chu Guannan raised his hand and pulled up the collar of his sweater: "In the future, no matter what happens, you must find me immediately, remember?"

What kind of father's tone is this, it's just Chu Guannan.

"understood."

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound under his feet.

Several people looked over subconsciously.

A few Xiaoqiang who don't know where to come from!Climbing over the floor tiles of Shuijinjin and fleeing around!

hiss--

An Rao jumped aside and looked at Xiaoqiang's leaving figure: "This place is really dirty, Lian Xiao..."

A look up.

What about Chuguannan people?Was here just now.

An Rao looked around.

……

Why did he climb up the information desk.

Chu Guannan stood on the consultation desk, looking for something with his head down, his brows were deeply furrowed to form a ravine, and his two long legs cast two huge long shadows on the wall with a sense of oppression.

An Rao narrowed his eyes: "Honey, are you afraid of cockroaches..."

"No." Chu Guannan interrupted him, "It just feels dirty."

"You still have one on the sole of your foot!" An Rao suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at Chu Guannan's shoe.

Chu Guannan frowned, and stepped back instantly, his whole body pressed against the wall, his cold voice trembling slightly: "Where is it?"

He also said that he was not afraid of cockroaches.

An Rao smiled: "I'm sorry I misread it."

I really didn't expect that the big villain who did all kinds of evil in the later stage would be afraid of cockroaches.

Chu Guannan stood on the platform for a while, making sure that there was no trace of Xiaoqiang before slowly stepping down.

Good guy, on such a high platform, others rely on jumping, he only needs to step.

God is not fair.

"Let's go, go to the fourth floor, the operating room is there." He looked into the darkness, as if nothing happened just now.

But he is quite smart, and he knows to find the operating room.

An Rao looked at his back, remembered the scene where he pretended to be calm just now, and secretly smiled.

Several people walked forward slowly holding kerosene lamps.

A line of large English characters can be vaguely seen on the wall scorched by the fire:

【He was in the image of God, and did not consider equality with God to be robbery. 】

The faint light of the kerosene lamp slid across the large characters. Next to the last letter, a black and red palm print was clearly visible. Behind it was written a line of small characters in blood:

[It's all lies. 】

It seems that many years have passed, and it has long been covered with the old dust of the times.

An Rao watched silently.

This sentence comes from "Philippians", implying that people have an extremely firm and profound belief in the divinity of Christ.

If you guessed right, the meaning of the palm print and the phrase "it's all a lie" is to refute this sentence.

When they reached the third floor, they heard Lin Jingxi shouting.

It's been almost an hour, and he hasn't come out yet?

"Do you want to help out? Even if you can't get in, you can ask about the situation outside." An Rao asked.

He didn't really care about Lin Jingxi, but it was difficult to trigger the plot behind it because of the lack of personnel.

Shen Yi stood there for a while, and said, "You guys go over there, I'll take a rest."

An Rao also looked at Chu Guannan: "I'm timid, husband, you can go."

Chu Guannan was silent for a moment, then turned to VJ behind him: "You..."

VJ almost vomited in shock: "No, no! I won't go if I'm killed!"

Chu Guannan pondered for a moment, then raised his legs and walked forward.

An Rao just stood there without moving, watching Chu Guannan knock on the door, and there was an immediate and fierce response from inside.

He whispered something, and there was no movement behind the door.

After a while, the door slowly opened.

Lin Jingxi's hair was messy and his eyes were red. As soon as he went out, he threw himself into Chu Guannan's arms, shaking violently: "Brother Guannan, I'm so scared..."

Chu Guannan pushed him away: "Everyone is here, let's go."

"Brother Guannan, I'm really scared. I haven't dared to look at these things since I was a child. Can you lead me away?"

Chu Guannan didn't even look at him, pretending he didn't hear him.

Lin Jingxi walked over, seeing Shen Yi being indifferent, remembering how indifferent he had been to him these past few days, he gritted his back molars angrily, turned his face and put on a gentle smile:

"Thank you Guannan, you are really amazing."

I deliberately said it to Shen Yi, trying to make him jealous.

But Shen Yi didn't respond, and even confronted An Rao to research clues.

Lin Jingxi has always been proud, and will never take the initiative to bow his head.

Seeing Shen Yi and An Rao's intimacy and warmth, he gritted his silver teeth secretly.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!