I Kill Gods in Escape Game

Chapter 8: Yanan Apartments (7)

As soon as the prompt sounded, the sunny outside the window suddenly became dark, as if covered by a layer of thick ink.

Except for Lin Yuan, the other four people didn't understand where the one hour that was suddenly reduced came from.

Lin Yuan said calmly, "Maybe Brother Zhao, who has been separated from us, has found new clues."

No one doubted her statement. After all, Lin Yuan had been standing here the whole time and never participated in plot discussions. Everyone had just said everything they could say.

The only possibility is that Zhao Cheng has found new clues.

Luo Fangrong looked a little unhappy, but she suppressed her displeasure and presided over the situation in a trustworthy manner: "The game time is halfway through. For the same scene, it is often more dangerous at night than during the day."

"But as long as we follow the game's instructions, we can take the safest path."

No one had any objection. Luo Fangrong was the most experienced player here. She had always been wholeheartedly trying to do good for everyone. No one else could be trusted better than her.

Everyone followed the old player to the third floor. When leaving the room where the diary was found, Lin Yuan deliberately looked back.

- 202.

Memorizing the room number, Lin Yuan went up to the third floor.

On the third floor, there are still four rooms.

Seeing the locked door of room 304 at the farthest edge, her eyes twitched and she stood a little further away without saying a word.

Luo Fangrong seemed a little embarrassed: "We still haven't found Zhao Cheng, so the five of us will be assigned rooms in a 2-2-1 format."

"Two girls in one group, Li Gang, you're in one group, is that okay?"

Hearing Luo Fangrong's question, Li Gang exhaled heavily through his nose: "What's the problem? How can a grown man like me be afraid?"

It doesn’t matter whether he is afraid or not. The key point is that after hearing Luo Fangrong’s arrangement of “two girls in a group”, Qian Tang and Sun Jiu each had their own ideas.

Sun Jiu thought of Lin Yuan’s strange behavior and didn’t want to be in the same group with such a cold person.

It’s okay to act together, but this means we’re staying in the room together overnight!
If something unexpected happens, I wouldn’t even know how I died.

Her eyes wandered between the remaining two girls. She had helped Qian Tang before, but Qian Tang didn't appreciate it and didn't even say thank you.

So Sun Jiu approached Luo Fangrong and simply stated his intention: "Sister Luo, I want to be in a team with you."

Qian Tang's face suddenly changed.

This girl who pretends to be weak actually thinks very clearly.

A boyfriend is nothing, let alone an ex-boyfriend. She deliberately stepped on Li Gang to make him the target of public criticism just to build up her own image in front of others.

She cared so much about the team that she even disregarded her old relationship with Li Gang and reported the fact that he had hidden clues.

Shouldn't you take better care of someone who cares so much about everyone?
In Qian Tang's opinion, the two best players in this game are Luo Fangrong and Zhao Cheng. Unfortunately, Zhao Cheng is missing, so she instinctively turns her attention to Luo Fangrong.

Seeing that the thigh he had pre-selected was taken away, Qian Tang could no longer bear it. With a cunning turn of his eyes, he stared at Lin Yuan, who was silently watching the show.

"Sister." Qian Tang came over gently, her voice deliberately soft and sweet, appearing very well-behaved. "Li Gang used to treat me badly, he was a scumbag, I was used to swallowing my anger, if it wasn't for you and Sister Sun standing up for me today..."

Lin Yuan continued to watch her performance, trying hard to squeeze out a trace of sympathy from his cold expression.

"Sister Lin, I hate my own weakness, but I will do my best to help you. If you need anything, I will definitely not refuse..."

Lin Yuan suddenly interrupted his heartfelt vow: "You'll eat shit if I ask you to?"

Qian Tang: “Ah?”

Lin Yuan: "How old are you?"

Qian Tang was apprehensive: "I just turned 20, is there any problem, sister?"

With mockery in his eyes, Lin Yuan crossed his arms, leaned against the wall, and said sarcastically, "I'm eighteen, I don't know you well, who is your sister?"

Qian Tang's face changed slightly, but he had not forgotten his purpose. He shamelessly pretended not to know Lin Yuan's disgust and continued, "Lin Yuan, I just want to team up with Sister Rongrong. Go talk to Sun Jiu."

"You just explored together on the first floor, and your relationship is better than ours, why don't you team up?"

Qian Tang said as a matter of course, as if everyone should coax her. Lin Yuan looked at Li Gang beside him with a gloomy look, and sneered: "Why don't you stay with your ex-boyfriend?"

"I see you guys have a good relationship, it's a shame you're not meant to be together."

"Why are you not worthy together? It turns out you are not worthy."

Qian Tang's expression was stiff. He obviously knew that Lin Yuan's explanation would not make sense.

Not only does it not make sense, it's even hard to argue with.

But her ex-boyfriend Li Gang clapped without hesitation: "Serves you right!"

Li Gang hurried over and shared everything in detail: "Lin Yuan, don't be fooled by this person's pitiful and disgusting appearance."

"This woman flirted with so many people behind my back, and even asked me to pay for an abortion when the child wasn't mine!"

Li Gang was eager to expose Qian Tang's true face, but he didn't expect Lin Yuan to suddenly laugh out loud.

Li Gang paused and looked at her in disbelief. He was about to continue accusing Qian Tang of evil deeds when he suddenly heard Lin Yuan saying with a smile.

"Respect, blessing, lock, bye!"

Li Gang's expression froze, and he angrily said, "Hey, why are you cursing me for no reason?"

Before I could get a response, there was a sudden and violent knock on the door in room 304.

"Is anyone there? I can hear you!"

The corners of Lin Yuan's upturned mouth slightly dropped, and his eyes darkened.

Luo Fangrong was confused and doubtful: "Isn't this Zhaocheng?!"

She quickly walked to room 304 and finally unlocked the door after fiddling with it for a while.

The door was opened inward, and a bald man with a gloomy face walked out and glanced at everyone.

When Zhao Cheng saw Lin Yuan with a nonchalant look on his face, he became furious and clenched his five fingers into fists.

Luo Fangrong frowned, and after seeing Zhao Cheng's hostility towards Lin Yuan, she said decisively: "The game is halfway through, and the most urgent thing is to follow the game's instructions and go to the bedroom to rest."

Zhao Cheng was surprised: "How long have I been in there? You told me that the game is halfway through?!"

Luo Fangrong reminded him cryptically: "The rules have already been established. You can die at will. We are all veteran players. Do we still need others to teach us?"

Zhao Cheng put down his fist unwillingly. After hearing the original arrangement, he went to room 301 with Li Gang.

Lin Yuan decisively chose 302.

Luo Fangrong entered Room 303. Before entering, she called Qian Tang.

Sun Jiu didn't dare to enter 304, which had trapped Zhao Cheng for half a day, alone, and could only wander in front of Lin Yuan's 302 door.

Seeing that Lin Yuan left the door open for her, Sun Jiu felt a mixture of emotions.

Finally, she took a deep breath, stepped into 302, and decided to say sorry to Lin Yuan.

As soon as he entered the room, Sun Jiu gently closed the door. Before he could apologize, he was so shocked by the scene in front of him that his eyes widened.

"Lin Yuan, what are you doing?!"

The windows were wide open, and the moonlight shone on the girl, making her look more hazy and holy.

The evening breeze blew, and the long black hair swayed gently. Sun Jiu was surprised to realize that if Lin Yuan didn't have a mouth, she would actually be pretty and charming.

The picture is very beautiful, but the problem is...

Lin Yuan sat sideways on the windowsill, one leg hanging over the window sill, his head tilted outward in a rather desperate manner.

I simply don't know how to write the word "death".

(End of this chapter)