I'm delivering food in an escape game

The man in glasses fell silent, then silently punched his heart, and took a deep breath.

"Shut up and listen to me."

"Ok."

"I don't know who organized it. When we woke up, we were in this room. The room has two floors and a basement. The doors and windows are all closed. You can only see the house number in the yard from the window. The mobile phone signal here is completely cut off." , no water, no food, and..."

"Then you guys have some pork chop rice first, freshly fried pork chop, and sour plum soup. The Korean kimchi pickled by yourself is free, and it goes well with the meal." Fan Wan interrupted him again.

The man with glasses held his breath, and before he got angry, Fan Wan quickly shrugged his shoulders and said, "Go ahead."

"Not only is this room sealed, but also, every night, there will be evil spirits haunting us, chasing and killing us..." the man with glasses continued.

"Hungry ghost?" Fan Wan wanted to sell his pork chop rice again.

"Evil, evil, evil evil, evil ghost."

"Oh, what kind of evil spirit?" Fan Wan frowned.

"I don't know." The man with glasses replied, "I haven't seen it, but... the dead person must have seen it, but he can't tell us when he's dead."

"It's not rigorous." Fan Wan said, "How do you know it was a ghost? Maybe that person died of starvation."

"Damn, why did he starve to death in just two days? The bald man who is the least resistant to hunger didn't starve to death, so why did he starve to death!" the man with glasses roared.

"He's bald, but he's not as useless as you say..." the bald uncle said with a bit of resentment.

"Shut up and listen to me!" The man with glasses continued, "There is only one phone in this room. We tried to call, but all the numbers couldn't get through. They were all busy signals. But we are in the drawer of the phone cabinet today. , found a card with your phone number on it. Miraculously, this number can get through. "

"The card says 'serve with heart, satisfy your hunger and thirst'." The high school student interrupted, but she didn't know when she was already eating pork chop rice.

"Why did you start eating!" The glasses man roared again: "Didn't you say that you can't eat box lunches in escape games? Don't you understand what it means to get box lunches?!"

"Brother, don't tell me, this rice is really delicious." The high school girl said.

"Secret seasoning." Fan Wan hurriedly answered.

"Brother glasses, don't be so excited, the plot is almost explained, you should eat first." The bald uncle handed the lunch box to the man with glasses, persuading him.

The staff girl also sat down, and everyone pushed the glasses man around the coffee table in the living room and sat down.

Originally, Brother Glasses had an arrogant expression of wanting to refuse, but when he opened the steaming lunch box, he slowly picked up the pork chop, took a bite, his eyes lit up immediately, and then he shed tears.

"good to eat……"

The man with glasses sobbed.

"People are iron and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry." Fan Wan thought to himself, even if you are hungry for two days, you will say that dog food is delicious.

At this time, Fan Wan also gradually calmed down from the panic just now. Hearing the description of the man with glasses, he probably knew what was going on.

It's just that I was delivering food, but I stumbled into the scene of a survival escape game by mistake, and the game is estimated to be progressing smoothly, and a soy sauce character has died according to the routine script.

Now I am also trapped, in short, I have to find a way to escape.

"What a big deal," Fan Wan said to the four people gathered around the tea table, "I thought you guys were going to do something to me, isn't it just a survival and escape game, brother, I'm not good at anything else, play The game is a first-class master."

"Really?" The female high school student said while chewing pork chops: "You are good at playing games, why don't you become a professional e-sports player to become famous and become a takeaway boy? Do you think it's hot to make too much money? Or Looking for a job mainly depends on whether the major is suitable for you?"

"Why are high school students like this now, are they full of complaint skills?" Fan Wanyi frowned.

"You don't understand. The ecological environment of the campus is poor. If you don't talk about it, you are easy to be bullied."

Fan Wan shook her head and decided to ignore her ridicule.

After thinking about it, there are now five people here, one seems to be a fat man who died, and there are four more.

Uncle bald, irritable glasses brother, high school girl with a poisonous tongue, quiet office girl.

But there are still many details in this game that are not clear, such as what the ghost at night mentioned by the man with glasses is.

How did the soy sauce man die.

This game will take a few nights before it is over.

Whether to find an exit or house key to escape, or survive a few nights and automatically complete the game.

Fan Wan was meditating, when suddenly there was a loud bang, and the hands of the floor-to-ceiling antique clock in the living room pointed to exactly nine o'clock.

The chopsticks of the four people on the side of the coffee table fell firmly to the ground.

"Ah! It's time! Here comes the evil spirit!" The bald-headed uncle screamed, instinctively covering his chest with his hands.

"Where is it?" Fan Wanzheng was wondering, when he turned his head, he swiped the floor and all the lights went out.

The whole small western-style building fell into darkness in an instant, and the moonlight scattered into the window lattice was indistinct, as if to match the scene, there was a gust of wind blowing from the window, mixed with some inexplicable strange sounds.

"power cut?"

Before Fan Wan turned his head back, the people beside him had already dispersed.

The bald uncle got under the coffee table and shivered. The high school girl and the staff girl turned over the stool and opened the cabinet one by one.

Fan Wanshi stood up calmly, as if he hadn't understood the situation, he asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"The evil spirit is coming, find a place to hide!" The bald uncle's voice floated out from under the coffee table, and he said fearfully, "If you have no place, don't mind coming and squeezing next to me."

"Turn off the electricity to scare you like this." Fan Wan waved his hand and refused, but seeing their expressions didn't look like they were pretending, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"That's how it was last night... As soon as nine o'clock came, the power went out, and then the evil spirits appeared... Then people died." After the clerk finished speaking, she slammed the door of the cabinet.

Fan Wan was the only one left in the living room standing still. He observed for a while, then calmed down quickly, and sniffed. Judging from his experience of watching so many thrillers, this kind of foreign building power failure The situation is ordinary.

He has a lot of experience. When he walked to the side of the spiral staircase, there was a hidden storage compartment with a lot of sundries piled up there, just enough to hide a person. It was an excellent location for hide-and-seek.

The cubicle was very small. After Fan Wan shrunk in, the sundries almost blocked his sight. In addition, the light was too dark, only the outlines of the furniture could be seen in the living room, and it was silent. Everyone held their breaths down.

Fan Wan had just maintained the cat's waist posture for a few minutes, and felt a little weak, and her waist and knees were sore for a while, thinking that it was not due to kidney deficiency, and she had to ask the little brother to make some soup to make up for it later.

He was thinking wildly, planning to reach out his hand to support it, but he didn't know that the moment his palm touched the ground, he touched a strand of wet hair.

This tactile sensation coupled with the tense atmosphere made Fan Wan gasp.

But soon he calmed down again.

Long hair, standard in thrillers, is no surprise.

Fan Wan sneered involuntarily, and turned his head to continue to see what it was, only to find that the wet hair seemed to reveal a head, with a stick still looming.

It turned out to be a mop shaped like a human head, the kind specially designed for scary Halloween.

Interesting, Fan Wan sneered, and threw the mop aside.

At this moment, someone in the living room screamed, "Ah!!!"

The head mop didn't scare much, but the voice almost scared Fan Wan out of his wits.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and drill his head out. At this moment, he saw a white shadow hanging in the sky above the stairs leading to the second floor.

But before I looked carefully, the shadow disappeared in a flash.

"Did you see it?" The man with glasses closest to him stuck his head out from behind the antique grandfather clock and asked in a low voice.

Fan Wan nodded and said: "I see, a white shadow, I don't know where it went."

This is the so-called evil spirit?

The man with glasses seemed to be trying his best to keep calm, but his voice was still trembling uncontrollably: "Did you see clearly, that thing seems to have no feet..."

Hearing what he said, Fan Wan couldn't help but walked out from the cubicle, boldly turned to the stairs, walked around, and found no trace of the white shadow.

I had no choice but to say, "Is it that scary?"

The man with glasses wanted to say something more, but suddenly closed his mouth, widened his eyes, and then shrank back behind the grandfather clock.

Before leaving, the direction of his gaze was right behind Fan Wan.

Fan Wan was intrigued by his last look, and suddenly felt a tickle in his neck, and he turned his head slowly involuntarily.

At some point behind him, a white shadow appeared in the air, and suddenly rushed towards his face. I don't know if it was an illusion. At that moment, Fan Wan seemed to see an empty body without lower limbs.

Fan Wan turned her head back stiffly, and fell silent for a while.

It's really scary, and the glasses brothers really don't lie to me.

"Run quickly! Wait for a chicken feather!" The inner voice shouted.

But he wanted to run, but his feet were weak. Fan Wanli immediately changed his escape strategy to lying down and pretending to be dead.

This trick actually worked, and the thing immediately turned around and floated away.

All of a sudden, there were screams in the living room one after another.

Probably the other people were driven away by the white ghost flying around, and they ran out of their original hiding places and fled in all directions.

After a while of flying and jumping, the living room fell into a deathly silence.

The white shadow disappeared again.

"Where did you go?" The bald uncle, who rolled a few somersaults on the ground, his clothes were even more torn, revealing his not-so-elegant waist, and he asked while pulling his clothes.

"It will definitely come out again, why don't we hide in the room on the second floor first." The man with glasses picked up the glasses that fell on the ground.

"Wait a minute, there is something I don't understand." Fan Wan was still clear-headed, and asked hesitantly, "Why are we hiding?"

The man with glasses was a little confused, so: "Don't you hide? What else can you do? The other party is an evil spirit, so you have to... show some face. Could it be... What are you doing against it?"

Fan Wan frowned and thought for a while: "Look, the evil spirit just frightened us over and over again, but didn't kill us. It seems to be obsessed with the game of chasing us. What does this mean? It shows the ability of the evil spirit. That's all there is to it, why can't we just do it directly, there are five of us, it's only a ghost, and it's afraid of wool."

The high school girl always feels that there is something wrong: "But, in horror movies, is it possible to win with more people?"

"Don't believe in movies, I watch horror movies for laughs." Fan Wanti said vigorously.

"Then why didn't you laugh out loud just now." The high school girl pouted.

Seeing that the high school girl was so scared that her face was pale and bloodless, she looked like she was about to die of fright, and she was still struggling to use up her last breath to complain about the persistence of others, Fan Wan had to marvel at the tenacity of our high school students.

But hearing what Fan Wan said, the evil spirit didn't kill them directly. After thinking about it, everyone felt that what he said made sense. They gradually straightened their backs and slowly leaned behind Fan Wan one by one.

Taking advantage of the disappearance of the ghost, Fan Wan went back to the utility compartment under the stairs, picked up the mop with a human head, and kicked it to break it.

After tossing around in the utility room, Fan Wan came out with a wooden stick.

With a weapon in hand for self-defense, they immediately felt more secure, but the environment at the scene seemed to be dissatisfied with their reaction. The moonlight outside the window became dimmer, the wind became colder, and the rustling sound came from far to near. .

At this moment, the white shadow came down from the stairs on the second floor again.

The speed was so fast that no one could react, and the exclamation was stuck in their throats. Only Fan Wan swung the wooden stick with quick eyes and hands, and struck the white shadow with the stick in a flash.

There was only a bang, and the white shadow ate the sap forcefully, and fell heavily to the ground.

The delivery guy's hand speed was faster than the evil spirit's, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Sure enough, there is still an advantage in receiving orders quickly.