Today I am an NPC in an escape game

Chapter 31 Paper edge 7
"Miss Mu!"

Xia Feipeng shouted again.

Su Tao raised her head abruptly, blinked her eyes and looked at the source of the sound, "Huh?"

Xia Feipeng scratched his head naively, "Miss Mu, last time you said that as long as an NPC comes to us, we can clear the level, does that still count?"

"It's possible with a high probability." Su Tao's face didn't fluctuate, but his eyes were firm and confident, "As long as I find the wedding dress, I can guess what to do next."

Ye Jing looked Su Tao up and down and said uncertainly: "Really?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'll trust you once." Ye Jing looked at the three men standing in a pile, and said, "There must be nothing here, so let's each go in one direction and search in each room. .”

"That..." Ye Jiaming weakly raised his hand: "Can I be with Brother Xia? I'm afraid of being alone."

Ye Jing opened her mouth impatiently, and just when she was about to say something, she heard another voice.

"I'm afraid too."

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and smiled flatteringly.

Ye Jing never looked at them during the whole process. Among the players this time, the one she admired the most was Mu Zhao. A woman could fight alone, unlike those two men, who were macho men and shouted scared at every turn. What's the use of this.

"Then the three of you will be together." Ye Jing glanced at Xia Feipeng and said, "I'll start looking from the north, you guys can do whatever you want, and finally, gather here."

After finishing speaking, she nodded to Su Tao and went out.

Su Tao said to the three of them again: "I, Nanfang."

When she was about to leave, Jiang Cheng called her and chased after her. He smiled and said, "Miss Mu, I will follow you..."

Su Tao finally softened his heart and nodded in agreement, but Jiang Cheng added another sentence, "You are so lonely and lonely."

With a cold eye, Su Tao said, "Get lost."

Jiang Cheng touched his nose and was choked by Su Tao's words, but he still followed him shamelessly, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and kept saying: "Girls should be civilized when they are outside. Some, like me, you see, as a math teacher, I have a very qualified temperament, and there is no mismatch."

Su Tao rolled her eyes at him and said coldly: "Do you know what my former math teacher was like?"

"What is it like? People... shouldn't all math teachers be like me? How nice to be gentle and gentle."

"Heh..." Su Tao sneered, "My math teacher is bald, pot-bellied, and..." She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Cheng amusedly, "Halitosis."

Jiang Cheng: "..."

What is wrong?

Su Tao said again: "But he has one thing in common with you."

Jiang Cheng blinked a few times, and after listening to Su Tao's description, he really didn't know how he was similar to the math teacher she mentioned.

"As soon as I start talking, I will really want to hit someone." Su Tao gritted his teeth and looked coldly, as if he really wanted to hit someone.

Jiang Cheng silently took a step back and looked at Su Tao's back. He quietly put his hand to his mouth, then took a breath and smelled it carefully.

It doesn't stink!
Jiang Cheng faced Su Tao's back and said a few words silently: Inexplicable.

Su Tao walked in front, and couldn't help thinking, Jiang Cheng should be able to understand what she meant, she said it so clearly, one has a bad breath, the other owes a beating, and even more than Gu Yanqing, so he will improved?

"Miss Mu, do you think the wedding dress will be in Young Master Lin's courtyard?"

"If you were here, nothing would happen to us!" Su Tao was a little confused and asked, "Are you a math teacher?"

Jiang Cheng coughed a few times, straightened his waist and raised his glasses. He had a good temperament, "Of course."

Su Tao looked at him like this, without any fluctuations on the surface, and only sighed secretly, this man is so stupid.

Ye Jing's speed was very fast, when she met the closed door, she raised her foot and kicked it, looked around, and turned every corner, but she didn't see a trace of red.

And there are no clues at present, so we can only search one by one blindly.

But when Ye Jing searched for the last room, she found a piece of white paper next to the table leg. It was in the shape of a small person, no bigger than her palm, with roughly painted facial features on its round head. The clothes are just a few strokes casually, very sloppy.

Ye Jing moved her hands, and just when she was about to knead into a ball, that sentence came to her ear again: There are clues everywhere in this game.

She looked at the paper figurine in her hand, thought about it, and still held it in her hand.

When Ye Jing returned to the agreed place, the others hadn't finished searching. She looked around the room, randomly chose a box against the wall, sat on it, leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.

"Do you really want me to push it away, really, really?"

Xia Feipeng pursed his lower lips helplessly, "I just asked you to push the door. I also pushed a few doors at first, and nothing happened. What are you afraid of?"

Ye Jiaming stood in front of the door, his palm was only a centimeter away from the door, but he still dared not go any further. He said tremblingly, "Is there really nothing wrong? If I push away, will this game punish me?" Ah, like Guan Jing?"

"will not!"

Ye Jiaming closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then let it out heavily, muttering in his mouth: "Three...two...ahhh——"

Before he could finish counting, Ye Jiaming couldn't control himself from the sudden force behind him and threw himself forward. The door was pushed open, but he didn't have time to lift his foot, and continued to fall to the ground after being tripped. The pain of an intimate face-to-face contact with the floor did not come, but a pain in the neck, and I couldn't breathe, as if someone was strangling my neck with a rope.

"Cough cough cough...help...help..."

Ye Jiaming tightly closed his eyes, his hands kept flapping in the air, his face full of pain.

Xia Feipeng loosened Ye Jiaming's hand by the collar, and patted him on the back of the head, "Soul!"

With this voice, Ye Jiaming's suffocation suddenly disappeared. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xia Feipeng's slightly fierce face with scars, where there was no fierceness. At this moment, he only felt kind and full of hope.

In the next second, Ye Jiaming hugged Xia Feipeng into his arms, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Xia Feipeng: "..."

Isn't it just pushing a door? !

Is this reaction too big?
And two big men, in broad daylight, is this really okay? ?

"Hey, are you still doing something?" Xia Feipeng pushed Ye Jiaming with a very disgusted expression. Neither he nor his brother had ever hugged him like this, okay?

Ye Jiaming lifted his teary face from his arms, and nodded heavily: "Do it!"

Xia Feipeng: Suddenly I felt like something was wrong.

"Wait a minute," Xia Feipeng narrowed his eyes, bent down and picked up something from the ground. He looked at Ye Jiaming, his momentum suddenly changed, and asked, "What is this?!"

Ye Jiaming looked at the box of matches in his hand, blinked his eyes dully, pursed his lips, and asked cautiously, "This, this is a match."

"Nonsense, I still want you to say this is a match! I mean why do you have this on your body!"

Ye Jiaming swallowed, looked at Xia Feipeng's face, and said carefully, "I said it was put on me by Guan Jing, you, do you believe it?"

Hehe, he didn't believe it himself.

Woo hoo hoo, Ye Jiaming regretted a little, why did he lie in the first place.

Xia Feipeng looked at the scratches on the side of the match, and said, "So, Guan Jing used this to light the fire last night."

"……Yes."

"Where did Guan Jing get it?"

Ye Jiaming shrank into a ball, not looking at Xia Feipeng's eyes, like a mouse that just met a cat, "She just said yes, it was given to her by a woman," he thought carefully, and his eyes lit up, "By the way, Guan Jing He also said that the woman asked Guan Jing to do something for her, and then gave her the match."

"doing what?"

Ye Jiaming shook his head, "Guan Jing doesn't know either."

Xia Feipeng was a little speechless, no wonder that Guan Jing died so soon, and without knowing anything, he just agreed to other people's requests casually.

So, did Guan Jing die because she lit the oil lamp, or was the woman's request to take Guan Jing's life?

When Xia Feipeng and Ye Jiaming went back, everyone else had already arrived.

Xia Feipeng did not choose to hide it, but told everyone what he found out. Sometimes, when everyone cooperates, it will get twice the result with half the effort, especially when there are only three old players.

"So Guan Jing died only after agreeing to that request?" Jiang Cheng ate a piece of biscuit that he handed over from Xia Feipeng with a satisfied expression on his face, seeing that he was not in a hurry at all.

Su Tao directly denied it, "No."

Hearing what Xia Feipeng said, Su Tao thought that Guan Jing should have met Yi Xiaozhen, but she also agreed to Yi Xiaozhen's request and got the matches, but nothing happened to her.

"Why?" Ye Jing asked.

Su Tao said indifferently, "There is no reason, intuition."

Ye Jing was dissatisfied with her attitude and said directly: "If your intuition is useful, guess where the wedding dress is?!"

Su Tao said without hesitation, "It's on Guan Jing."

Everyone: "???"

Ye Jing suddenly smiled, revealing her two front teeth like a bunny, with a slightly sinister tone, "Miss Mu, you must speak responsibly."

Su Tao looked at Ye Jing, narrowing her eyes slightly. There seemed to be swords and swords between the two of them. There were many dangers. She raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled confidently, and said provocatively: "Go and see Guan Jing's body and you will know."

"Look and see, what's the big deal!"

Ye Jiaming said quietly to Jiang Cheng: "It turns out that the aura between two women can be so strong."

"How about we make a bet?" Jiang Cheng showed that cunning fox-like smile again.

"What are you gambling?"

"Just bet on which of the two of them will hit the face faster."

Ye Jiaming opened his eyes slightly, a little excited, it sounds fun...

Xia Feipeng rubbed his hands: "I'll have one too."

(End of this chapter)