I contracted the bed for the full escape game

Longjing repeated unconsciously: "Chen Chuci."

He did not answer Chen Chuci's question.

Chen Chuci raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little troublesome.

Longjing suddenly lowered his eyes and got up, walking to the body of the aunt who had just been thrown out.

He has one thing to do.

His emotionless eyes stared at the corpse like cold pools, and in his hand he held a bouquet of flowers for the table decoration.

Longjing put down the flowers and said two words mechanically: "Rest in peace."

Then, he returned to his seat and sat down again as if he had completed some task.

A young man struggled to climb up from the bottom of the viewing platform. He opened the door and walked in. The first thing he saw was the corpse of the player who had lost his hands and the bouquet on the corpse.

He immediately showed a strange expression, turned his face away to look at Longjing, and whispered: "Uncle, you..."

Chen Chuci shook his head, inserted a strawberry and ate it.

He knew what Chen Yue wanted to say, but if it was not necessary, it was better not to say it.

This is a novice copy.

Chen Chuci spent some time on how to smuggle in.

He came to give Chen Yue an intern protector assessment.

After passing this assessment, Chen Yue is considered an official member of the "Guardian Alliance".

[Countdown: 00:13:42. 】

At this time, I have eaten what I should eat. The previous NPC emphasized that the evaluation sheet that must be written must be written anyway.

But how to write it?

No one can say for sure.

The tattooed gangster had an idea, and turned to Longjing for help.

This person was helping the aunt just now, so he shouldn't be a bad person.

"Then, that, little, what do you call my little brother?"

It was Chen Chuci who raised his head first when he heard the voice.

The little gangster lowered his head resolutely, staring at the bronzing pattern on the evaluation list very seriously, pretending that the person who just made a sound was not himself.

Seeing the way Chen Chuci raised the knife and dropped the knife just now, he knew that this person might not be easy to get along with, and he was afraid.

Long Jing lay beside him, chuckled lightly: "The hotel manager said just now: I want to be a good guest of their best hotel in the world."

He didn't restrain his voice, almost the whole restaurant heard it.

Chen Chuci was stunned for a second, then nodded, and said politely, "Thank you."

They missed the beginning of the mission for a while, and indeed missed some clearance information.

Countdown to zero.

A human figure gradually emerged from the shadows.

"My dear guests, your old John is always ready to serve you—"

The voice of the white-haired butler NPC stopped abruptly.

His body is still slowly emerging from the shadows, not stagnant because of the stagnation of words.

Chef Oyinke's huge body was still lying down not far from the dining table. Old John's expression was ferocious, but he quickly recovered elegance and restraint.

The cane struck the ground.

A weird and distorted puppet appeared in the restaurant. It tilted its head in doubt, as if it didn't understand why it appeared at this time.

Old John gave the puppet the order to deal with the chef Oyinke, then took a deep breath, and calmly walked in front of the crowd.

His eyes slid across the faces of the crowd, but finally stayed on Chen Chuci's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"..."

"Secret Cabinet" focuses on the object: Chen Chuci.

Old John turned away stiffly, and smiled at the players with a smile that was uglier than crying, with a soft tone like a little sheep.

"I'm really sorry. Due to our hotel's mistakes, it caused you an inappropriate experience. On behalf of me, I would like to apologize to everyone here."

As he spoke, he was about to bow.

However, Chen Chuci suddenly raised his hand and said, "No need."

"Be realistic."

Old John: "..."

Please respect his dignity as a horror game NPC, please? !

Speechless, Old John was terrified by Chen Chuci's gaze. He waved his hand and walked out of the giant puppet again from the darkness, holding a handful of room cards in its hand.

There are three types of room cards, eight gold room cards, six silver room cards, and three black iron room cards.

All eyes were on the golden room card.

Facing Chen Chuci's blatant threat, it was impossible for Old John to pretend that he didn't see it, but there were actually very limited things an NPC of his level could do.

"As an apology, our hotel will check in all guests present."

"Okay, the time is up, please put the honest evaluation sheet of the hotel in front of you, I will take it back, thank you for your cooperation."

It was extremely difficult for Old John to pronounce every word.

The young office worker felt the subtle changes in the NPC, so he decided to take the opportunity to ask some questions he wanted to ask.

"Excuse me, is our room safe?"

This question is not difficult, and it belongs to the category that NPC Old John can answer.

"We are the best hotel in the world, and naturally we will not allow any creature to cause actual harm to our guests."

Hearing this, Longjing raised his eyebrows slightly.

In other words, unrealistic harm and self-harm will not be prevented.

The young office worker obviously also thought of this, so he asked again: "So, there are three kinds of room cards here, how should we allocate them?"

Old John finally found a little bit of the feeling of belonging to the boss of a horror game from the newcomer. His thin fingers wearing white gauze gloves stroked the arc at the top of the cane, and replied with a strange smile: "Our hotel is the most beautiful hotel in the world. A good hotel, of course, will not let guests worry about this kind of problem."

"Every room is spiritual, and their room cards are elves, who will make the most suitable choices for the guests."

Old John's long and narrow eyes suddenly emitted a vicious cold light, silently staring at the players present, like a poisonous snake.

"However, only good guests of our hotel are allowed to stay."

Chen Chuci appeared too late.

What's more, the audience is full of newcomers.

During the game, a player who has not mastered the revealing skills will never be able to tell another player the exact answer he thought of to pass the level.

"Recycling evaluation sheet."

The cane hit the ground this time, causing everyone's evaluation sheets to float unsteadily.

Some people reached out and poked the corner of the paper out of curiosity.

"Wow!"

The pitch-black flame exploded like oil, and it was completely burned in the blink of an eye.

Unfortunately, Chen Chuci was not included.

What's even more regrettable is that only a handful of players' evaluation sheets were burned.

There seemed to be a little disappointment in the eyes of the huddled middle-aged man, which made Chen Chuci take another look at him.

Old John's face suddenly turned pale. He looked at Chen Chuci in disbelief, and then at the intact evaluation sheet in front of him.

"Impossible, it's impossible..."

He muttered such sentences in his mouth, and with a wave of his cane, Chen Chuci's evaluation flew in front of him. exposed to people.

[This is really the most rubbish hotel. 】

[But it doesn't matter, everyone in the world loves trash anyway. 】

[The pig in the chef's uniform ends up in garbage. 】

[Garbage is pretty good. 】

If the NPC can vomit blood, Old John's mood now is the same as that of the student at the end of the crane who he has cared about for three years is racking his brains every day to pretend to be a scumbag.

Just looking at the first sentence, Chen Chuci was dead.

However, Chen Chuci wrote more than one sentence.

"The best hotel", as well as experiencing restaurant food, he actually did it all? !

Longjing looked at Chen Chuci thoughtfully.

He knew that this person had guessed the key point from his short reminder.

Chen Chuci did not say anything, but expressed his thanks to Longjing again.

[Current game progress: 1/3. 】

An evaluation sheet is a clearance point.

This time, everyone understood.

Old John's forehead began to sweat.

"My dear guests, your room cards will be in your hands soon."

As soon as the words fell, the seventeen room cards gave birth to small feather wings, and they struggled to fly up at an extremely fast speed.

Chen Chuci suddenly gave Chen Yue a look

—one four hundred and eight.

Facing the room card that was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye, Chen Yue made a move.

In just a few seconds, he grabbed two gold room cards, both of which were not [-].

And Chen Chuci grabbed five of them.

Sadly, neither.

Ever since Longjing saw Chen Chuci, he felt drowsiness rising up one after another, which was more obvious than before.

When he was sleepy, a room card quietly bypassed Chen Chuci and Chen Yue's outflanking, and finally landed on top of Longjing's head, turning into a stream of light and blending into his body.

Golden.

One four hundred and eight.

Chen Yue: "..."

Not who he is targeting.

But his uncle Chen Chuci is really a purebred non-chieftain.

Not only a non-chief, but also a non-chief who eats helping others.

Chen Chuci didn't make any more moves.

Each room card used to have a location number marked on it. The gold one was the fourteenth floor, the silver one was the twelfth floor, and the black iron one was the tenth floor.

Old John wiped his sweat in anxiety and said: "Since there is no team relationship present, each room can only accommodate one person. After the room is bound, it can no longer be changed. Please understand."

Longjing struggled to get up from his drowsiness, and left.

He didn't dare to turn around, because he was afraid that if he turned around, he couldn't help but chop Chen Chuci with the machete he had just picked up.

Before the elevator door was completely closed, Longjing caught a glimpse of Chen Chuci placing the aunt's body in the snow on the viewing platform. He folded a paper flower and placed it on the chest of the corpse, hanging his head, as if silence.

The young man who followed him also stood beside him, his eyes full of helplessness.

Chen Chuci's brows were full of vicissitudes, but his eyes were still as pure as a boy's.

He opened his lips, as if to say: Sorry.

Why do you apologize?

The author has something to say: [Who wasn't a fool when he was young? 】

[Longjing: I am not. 】