Be a boss in an escape game

Bai Leshui looked at the doll clothes in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Whether it is the workmanship or material of the clothes.

Thick stitches, bad clothes, wrong number of buttons and buttonholes.

The fabric is rough, the color is dull, and it can be torn with a little force.

Although it had something to do with the time, Bai Leshui was still a little surprised by how bad it was.

"Is this what 'I' made?" Bai Leshui was very suspicious, "It's too bad."

"At least a piece of clothing." Rong Zheng replied.

Bai Leshui looked at him: "What's your definition of clothes?"

Rong Zheng: "There are sleeves, you can put them on."

Bai Leshui: "Too low!"

And even if this thing is put on, it can't be buckled.

Absolutely uncomfortable to wear.

However, the existence of a child itself is illusory, and it seems unnecessary to be entangled in such trivial matters.

I just feel that it is a bit embarrassing to appear in front of the players with this pile of handmade clothes.

"It's all for customs clearance." Rong Zheng picked up the clothes and stuffed them into Bai Leshui's arms, with a gentle face, "Try hard."

Bai Leshui: ...

Okay, whoever stacks them together will see what the clothes look like, and it is enough to make a gesture of burning the clothes to pay homage.

Bai Leshui hugged the clothes tightly: "Where is the location?"

"Under the tower." Rong Zheng replied.

It is a very strange thing that the tower is located in the center, and it will naturally attract the attention of the players. The eliminated short and fat woman and the tall and thin one who were blasted out went to investigate the castle. Isn't it the first time to observe the tower?It is very conspicuous to do anything under the tower, and the rooms of the few people left can see the tower through the window, so it is the most suitable place to choose.

Bai Leshui: "Do you have any lines?"

"No need." Rong Zheng said.

Don't say anything, don't mention anything, just keep silent, and leave the rest to the player's own imagination.

It is wrong to say it.

Bai Leshui understands, all he needs to do is make a sad appearance, he knows it well.

I used to practice crying scenes a lot in school.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them, one holding the small clothes and the other holding the iron basin used to burn the clothes, came under the steps in the center of the castle without any servants following them.

Rong Zheng leaned over and placed the iron basin on the ground, while Bai Leshui threw the neatly folded clothes into the iron basin and lit the fire.

The clothes were a little damp after being placed for a long time, and the fire was lit several times before finally burning, slowly devouring the clothes in the iron basin bit by bit.

Behind the two of them, by the window on the second floor, Shi Qiu peeked curiously with his probe.

"Third Sister, what do you think those two NPCs are doing?" Shi Qiu greeted the people in the room and asked.

The third sister was sorting out the cards and making plans for the dinner tonight, when she heard Shi Qiu's words, she raised her head and walked to the window.

"It seems to be burning something." Shi Qiu said, "Clothes?"

The distance was a bit far, and Shi Qiu could only tell that the soft cloth thrown into the brazier was a piece of clothing, but the third sister was different. She had already seen the closet in the room on the second floor, and there was an impression in her mind, so she recognized it immediately .

"That's the doll clothes I was talking about." Third Sister replied.

Shi Qiu: "What are you burning this for? Is it because you found out?"

The third sister pondered for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Probably not. That room is at the end of the second floor, far away from the place where Mrs. Maud met you. I should have gone in without being noticed."

Shi Qiu: "Then why burn it?"

The third sister did not answer, her eyes were fixed on the two people under the tower. She saw that Mrs. Maud was covering her mouth with her other hand, her shoulders seemed to be shaking, as if she was crying.

Looking at Mr. Si standing next to him, he didn't mean to coax people at all, but just shook his head at Mrs. Maud.

It looks... like paying homage to someone.

that kid?

Shi Qiu said: "Sister, do you think Mrs. Maud had a child before, but it died accidentally, or it was never born at all? Today is not the day of death, right? Burn some clothes for the child ?”

The third sister looked at Shi Qiu tangled: "I thought so too, but you say it like this... I think there may be other inside stories."

Shi Qiu stared: "Why? Just because I said it?"

The third sister nodded: "It's because you said it."

Shi Qiu's luck has always been good, and his ability to deal with crises is also very strong. His shortcoming is his simple and rough thinking, and he rarely touches the truth when solving puzzles.

Shi Qiu, who knew that his reasoning was useless, curled his lips secretly.

The third sister frowned and looked at the two people under the tower. The actions of NPCs usually have their meaning, and they will not make false actions to mislead people. If they make a mistake, it can only be said that the player's own IQ is not enough.But the actions and actions of these two people in front of them, apart from paying homage to the child, Sanmei couldn't think of other possibilities.

It is true that NPCs will not make false actions, but only if they are real NPCs.

Bai Leshui and Rong Zheng, two fake NPCs and real ghosts, naturally tried their best to change the script on the basis of maintaining the settings, giving false clues and making strange actions to mislead people, and achieved the goal of eliminating players.

As long as Sanmei doesn't see through the real identities of these two people, according to the game's inertial thinking, she will never know the truth.

The scene of Bai Leshui and Rong Zheng burning clothes was not only seen by the third sister, but also by Ruan Qing and Huang Pi who had just returned.

It was just four o'clock in the afternoon when the two came back, and they stepped into the lobby on the first floor. When they passed the corridor to the second floor, they saw two people burning clothes under the tower by the window of the corridor.

Ruan Qing was stunned for a moment: "What are they doing?"

The two were closer to Bai Leshui and the others, so they could see more clearly. Huang Pi immediately replied: "Burn the clothes."

Ruan Qing: "Do you burn the clothes when you don't wear them?"

"Stupid, it's obviously children's clothes. Such a small size." Huang Pi replied immediately.

Ruan Qing: "But there are no children here."

Huang Pi snorted, "How could there be death?"

Ruan Qing stared for a long time, until seeing Mr. Si comfortingly wiped the teardrops from the corners of Mrs. Maud's eyes, and lightly imprinted a kiss on it, then turned her head in amazement, avoiding seeing this blushing scene .

"Young chicken." Seeing Ruan Qing's youthful expression, Huang Pi joked.

Ruan Qing blushed: "I, I just haven't been in love..."

"Boy chicken." Huang Pi repeated.

Ruan Qing turned around and didn't speak.

closed.

What's wrong with the boy chicken in his 20s, isn't it good to be a magician?

It is said that he used to be an otaku, and it is not surprising for an otaku to be in his 20s.

Look down on virginity?

In another 20 years he can launch a big fireball believe it or not?

Huang Pi was not in the mood to pay attention to Ruan Qing's slander, still staring at the ambiguous two people under the tower, and suddenly said: "Mrs. It must be the child of Mrs. Maud and Mr. Si. Both are named Si."

Even if Mrs. Maud is a bigwig with a background and Mr. Si is just a housekeeper, children usually follow their husband's surname. Huang Pi thinks this reasoning is very smooth.

"Then why was the tombstone buried in the jungle and smashed?" Ruan Qing asked.

Huang Pi was speechless.

He couldn't answer.

do not know!

Besides, he's not here to solve puzzles, he's not good at it.

As long as the treasure is found, it will be fine.

Who is the recruiter? It has nothing to do with him!

The author has something to say:

Rong Zheng: I guessed wrong.