Heartthrobs engage in bosses in escape games [Unlimited Streaming]

Encouraging his useless pet, Yan Shaoqing was thinking of going out to find clues, but the housekeeper knocked on the door first.

The other party pushed the dining cart with the same silver tray as yesterday, and it was here to deliver breakfast.

It's just that this time there are not 10 silver plates in the dining car, but 8.

The butler entered the door with a silver tray on his face. When he saw the metal tea caddy standing in the middle of the long table, the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.

Yan Shaoqing knew how to read words and expressions, hurried forward, and consciously picked up the urn.

"What are you going to do with the ashes of this female ghost?" Ryan asked aloud, "It can't be kept in the house all the time, or she may be brought here again tonight."

Yan Shaoqing shook the tea pot in his hand, and couldn't help but recall the tragic experience of howling ghosts and howling wolves last night, and his mood instantly fell to the bottom.

"You said this heartless female ghost, I helped her find the ashes, and she was crying beside my bed in the middle of the night, making me so noisy that I couldn't sleep well all night, and had nightmares again and again." Yan Shaoqing stared in thought for a second , turned his head to Ryan and said, "It's all turned into ashes and can't be burned anymore, so just bury it directly."

Without the obstruction of the tea pot, the butler relaxed a little, put the silver tray in the middle of the table, lifted the lid, and retreated respectfully.

This time the plate was not filled with sacrificial steamed stuffed buns, but ordinary breakfast.

A well-fried steak, a bowl of spaghetti bolognese, an egg and ham sandwich, a vegetable salad, and a glass of cereal and milk.

With so many tricks, the preparation is quite serious, but it doesn't matter if you don't eat it.

Yan Shaoqing put the tea pot into the system space, and was about to go out when a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

He picked up the pillow towel thrown into the trash can with disgust, opened it again, shook off the white ash and moldy tea leaves on it, and covered the dirty pillow towel on the portrait of the man in black.

The housekeeper only said that the portrait could not be moved, but did not say that it could not be covered with a cloth.

It's just a painting, if you dare to scare him, if you have the ability, get out and bite him now.

Yan Shaoqing nodded in satisfaction, and glanced at Ryan out of the corner of his eye. The other person's complexion seemed not very good, probably because he was worried that such an abrupt move would bring some unknown danger.

After leaving the room, Yan Shaoqing went straight to the public bathroom on the east side of the second floor.

When he arrived, other players had already gathered in this messy place.

Except for the Nangong sparrow and the faceless mummy, everyone had dark circles under their eyes and looked haggard. It was obvious that they had nightmares like him in the middle of the night, and they died miserably.

The mummy squatted in the corner opposite the compartment, the low pressure on his body was overflowing, he hung his head, and rubbed the two shiny scalpels weakly, his voice was extremely dejected.

"Why? Damn..."

Liu Kaiyan's corpse was rotten and there was no way to dissect it. This made the mummy feel quite depressed, and even lost interest in observing the death scene.

Seeing Yan Shaoqing walking into the bathroom, the mummy's eyes lit up as if returning to the light, and the tip of the knife "quacked" on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Li Yongchang was still in a state of distress as usual, lying on the sink in the outhouse, throwing up profusely.

"Who did it?" Li Yarong held the note in his hand, trembling slightly.

She thought that she was the only one who received the appointment note, but she didn't expect everyone to check it at this time, and everyone received the same note last night.

Is this someone deliberately casting a wide net to catch stupid fish?

"Who else could it be?" Bai Meigui snorted coldly, her unkind eyes fell on Yan Shaoqing unabashedly, "Liu Kaiyan said yesterday that he would use his insight to expose the true face of the inner ghost today, but he died that night He played a lot of games with me. I know his character very well. This kind of obvious trap will definitely not go to the appointment alone behind my back. So, some insider must have used other despicable means to kill him killed him."

Yan Shaoqing touched the tip of his nose. The ghost Bai Meigui mentioned was obviously alluding to him, but he was already exposed to the point where he couldn't be exposed anymore, so there was no need to kill someone to silence him.

Although he witnessed the whole process of Liu Kaiyan's death, he didn't want to let too many ordinary players know about the internal test report, so he decided to hide it for now, otherwise he would have to explain why he didn't die when he left the room last night.

"Who did Liu Kai meet before he died, you can tell at a glance."

Bai Meigui yelled at Li Yongchang, who was paralyzed by the pool, "Don't throw up, roll over here and take a look."

After receiving the order, Li Yongchang moved in with trembling legs, supported the wall with his hands to stabilize his body, and glanced into the cubicle with a pale face.

Seeing this, he immediately covered his mouth with the other hand, and almost spit out the gastric juice in one gulp.

He bit the bullet and resorted to backtracking on death, and the two eyeballs were instantly covered by thick black.

Five seconds later, the black mist dissipated, and Li Yongchang stood with his back leaning against the wall.

Bai Meigui was not surprised by Li Yongchang's cowardice, but just urged the other party to speak out quickly.

"I saw Liu Kaiyan standing in the toilet cubicle, with his back leaning against the cubicle door, a slender bone claw slowly protruding from the wall. He turned around in a panic and closed the cubicle door. Unscrew the lock, push the door open, trying to escape from inside, and then..." Li Yongchang took a breath, glanced at Yan Shaoqing inadvertently with hesitant eyes, and said in a low voice, "Then he was dragged by the ghost again. Go back and tear it to pieces."

Bai Meigui frowned and asked, "Is the compartment door locked from the inside?"

Li Yongchang nodded quickly, "Yes."

"He should be very clear that the toilet cubicle can only block people, not ghosts. The reason why he locked himself in it must be because someone outside wanted to harm him." Bai Meigui frowned and analyzed, "Then he The moment you escaped, did you see anyone outside?"

Yan Shaoqing recalled that Liu Kai had seen him before his death last night, and was a little worried that being exposed by Li Yongchang on the spot would cause trouble and affect today's burial schedule.

So he has been paying attention to the other party's movements, and even stood at the door, so that he can leave at any time when the situation is not right.

Li Yongchang shook his head and stammered, "No, no more..."

He chose to hide it out of selfishness. In addition to his love for this newcomer at first sight, he also had a deep dislike for Bai Meigui, but he was also afraid of the opponent's strength, so he kept swallowing his breath and dared not resist.

This rookie obviously broke the curfew rules and triggered the death condition, but now he is standing here without any injuries, presumably he is hiding some powerful backhand.

Since the other party can force Liu Kaiyan to death, maybe he can also get rid of Bai Meigui, and then he will be free.

After Bai Meigui knew about Liu Kaiyan's death, she no longer doubted Yan Shaoqing. After all, a rookie forced an old player into such a cowardly situation, who would believe it?

Yan Shaoqing was relieved of the crisis, and leaned against the door relaxedly. Although he didn't know why Li Yongchang kept silent and concealed it for him, it was no harm to him.

"I don't think there are any valuable clues." Nangongque threw the note she was holding onto the ground and complained impatiently, "This place is too disgusting, I can't stay here any longer."

When Nangongque passed by the door, she glanced at Yan Shaoqing, smiled cat-eyed and said, "The house is too stuffy, I'll go to the back mountain for a walk, if you want to join, you are welcome at any time."

After speaking, he left directly.

Mu Chenlong couldn't figure out who wrote the note, his mind was in a mess, and he was forced to eat moldy dry steamed buns in the morning, his stomach felt nauseous, and he punched the wall violently as if venting, feeling extremely anxious.

"I've never played such an embarrassing game. It's fine to just do it directly with ghosts. I have to force people to eat. Last night's bean paste buns were barely swallowable. I ate a moldy dry steamed bun this morning and almost choked on it." Damn me."

As soon as this remark came out, the other players in the room gave Mu Chenlong a sympathetic look.

"Did you really eat the steamed buns?" Li Yarong kindly reminded, "Actually, you don't need to eat them."

"What?"

Mu Chenlong scratched his head and thought about it. The butler didn't seem to say that he had to eat this time. He wished he could spit it out by the pool like Li Yongchang.

"Why are there steamed buns for breakfast?" Yan Shaoqing asked suspiciously, "Why don't I have any?"

Moreover, this big man would not eat so many delicious foods, but instead gnawed on moldy dry steamed buns, the taste was quite special.

"Aren't you an inner ghost?" Mu Chenlong said it directly without hesitation, "It's so miserable that you don't even have dry steamed buns?"

He knew that the housekeeper was really angry yesterday, no wonder the map he drew was worse than a chicken paw, there was a reason for that.

Thinking that someone had annoyed a key NPC yesterday, their favorability went down, and this morning was worse than his own, Mu Chenlong felt a little bit relieved after eating shit.

Looking at the question-and-answer question, the audience in the live broadcast room felt a little complicated.

[Really, I didn't know what to say for a while. 】

[Hehe, the others are all moldy dry steamed buns, they all make me sick, the treatment of the beautiful little brother is really different. 】

[Actually, the NPC is very dishonest, and it is too easy to expose the identity of the player. I really suspect that he is deliberately retaliating because he hates drawing the map yesterday. 】

[The previous thought is too much, the reverse cross worn by the newcomer has not been taken off since entering the game, and it has been dangling in front of other players, so does the housekeeper need to be violent? 】

[Am I the only one thinking, why does this little brother treat an ordinary tea pot as an important prop and put it into the system space? He's too blind to see it. 】