[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

Sam picked up the box in his hand, weighed it, and soon realized the hidden mystery.

Sam raised an eyebrow and began to disassemble the box.

This is a kind of mechanism box, it looks very difficult to disassemble, but in fact, as long as you understand the rules, it is just a trivial matter to disassemble.

Sam quickly dismantled the trap box.

With the sound of "Kaka", the sender's real message to Sam popped out from the mechanism in the center of the box.

It was an invitation.

"Congratulations on getting the ticket for the Minoan Escape Room..." Sam slowly read out the words on the invitation letter, narrowing his eyes slightly.

This is an invitation letter from the real-life escape game under Minos Company. Receiving this box is the first level of qualification screening. Unlocking this mechanism box and getting the invitation code on this invitation letter is the second level of qualification filter.

Sam is sure that even if some things in this life are not exactly the same as the memories of the first life, he has nothing to do with this thrill-seeking reality escape room game.He has heard of Minos, which is one of the best escape room design companies in the United States, but he has no interest in escape room games, and he has heard it mentioned a few times by his college classmates.

However, the ticket for the so-called escape room game was sent to him.

Here comes the question-

Why did Minos choose him?

Speaking of random selection, why not tell him that it was just an accident that the yellow-eyed demon Azrael targeted his house.

There are so many coincidences and accidents in this world.

Sam flicked the so-called entry ticket in his hand lightly with his fingers. This entry ticket emphasized two points, one was the absolute authenticity of this escape room game, and the other was the $[-] reward for the final winner.

One hundred thousand US dollars is not a small number, and with the "absolutely real" gimmick added, most people who receive this ticket will not refuse it.

And he is not prepared to refuse.

"Show your family what you are capable of..." Sam sneered and threw the box on the back seat of the car.

Dare to talk about his family?

Ah.

***

"Minos, founded in 1997, founder Jill Minos, 36 years old, a genius game designer..."

In a fast food restaurant, Dean is sitting by the window, holding a turkey bacon cheeseburger, his hazel green eyes glued to his laptop on the table.

He is browsing the homepage of Minos Corporation's website.

Because of Crowley's bastard devil's mischief, Dean failed to get an adult hellhound from him as he wished. He couldn't do anything with the puppy he got, and subconsciously felt that killing it was useless, so he could only look for those Someone who might have sold his soul to the crossroads demon.

The crossroads demon's contract has always been for ten years. Dean focused on investigating the news in 1996 to see who suddenly got a lot of money or amazing talent without warning.

Then, Dean discovered Jill Minos, a third-rate architectural university graduate, with mediocre talent before the age of 26, but a sudden burst of inspiration ten years ago, and became the number one genius in the architectural world. Minos company was established, and the honors have continued for ten years.

The year before last, Minos Company opened a subsidiary company, which is mainly responsible for the design of escape room games. Now it is a big company in the escape room game industry and is highly respected.

Gil Minos' designs never disappoint.

Anyone else might think Gil Minos just got the hang of it.But Dean, who knew the existence of the demon at the crossroads, had to suspect that this was a human who sold his soul ten years ago.

No matter what Jill Minos relied on to make his fortune, such a rich man standing on the wealth list in the United States seems to be out of his reach as a professional hunter whose serious occupation is jobless.

According to the time in the initial news report, Dean can probably guess that Gil Minos traded with the Crossroads Demon in about March.It's already mid-February, and time is running out. If he fails to block the hellhound, wouldn't he have to check the information again and wait for the opportunity!

Every minute and every second wasted could bring the apocalypse ahead of schedule, and that wouldn't be the case if it was just Hell's troubles, but Dean knew that Heaven was also restless.

Because of various legends, human beings have a good impression of angels.Demons need clever words to confuse humans, and angels confuse humans. A compassionate smile and a command are enough.

It has to be said that angels, creatures that once broke Dean's cognition and even expectations, are more annoying to him than demons.

Of course, the angels he hates do not include Castiel.

Dean lowered his eyes, sighed slowly, and suddenly lost his appetite.

Castiel is different from all other angels. They have fought against each other and fought together. They are willing to give their lives and souls to each other. For Dean, Castiel is already his brother and relative. up.

He likes the later angel who has a human heart, but he also understands that compared with Castiel who has an extra heart and has suffered a lot, the angel who only followed the orders of his superiors at the beginning has an easier life.

Dean was able to pull Castiel down to heaven again, and with Castiel's help, his trial task could be easier.But Dean, who is doomed to die, has no way to guarantee Castiel's life after he comes to the world. If it is more tragic than his previous life... forget it.

When he closes the gates of hell, nothing will happen to heaven. Castiel is an ordinary angel, who is not conspicuous in the crowd of angels, so let's be his little angel.

"Ouch..."

Just as Dean was gnawing on the burger more and more slowly, a force came from the corner of his clothes.The corner of Dean's mouth twitched slightly, and when he looked down, he saw that translucent dog biting the corner of his clothes, and a pair of pitiful dog eyes stared straight at the half-eaten cheeseburger in his hand.

Dean was silent for a moment, feeling powerless.

Ah, I almost forgot, and this little oil bottle.

Damn Crowley.

The corners of Dean's mouth twitched, and he cursed Crowley habitually. He lowered his head and bit out the remaining half of the turkey in the hamburger and ate it, then stuffed the remaining bread and a little bit of bacon into the dog's mouth. .

The dog's tail flicked. Although the dog's eyes reluctantly looked at Dean biting the mouth of the turkey, he still ate the rest of the hamburger without being picky.

Dean sighed silently.

Except for dark energy, the pup never eats dog food or gnaws bones. He only loves Dean's favorite turkey bacon cheeseburger and apple pie... What can Dean do? The pup who wanted to grab food, but couldn't grab it, just looked at him pitifully, as if he had abused it... Dean was also very helpless.

However, if you take a step back and think about it, you are lucky that the son of a bitch is not interested in human flesh or souls.

When he finishes the trial of hell, the pup who is a creature of hell will also be sent back to hell. It's not a big deal to raise him first.

Thinking like this, Dean reached out and stroked the pup's head.

It's actually quite nice to touch.

Dean thought inopportunely, and rubbed a couple of more.

It feels so good.

***

Three days later, the Minoan Tower.

Sam put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the building located in the seaside port, and stepped into the building.

In order to maintain the mystery of the game, the game participants were confiscated by the front desk personnel after entering the building.Sam didn't think it was a pest, and happily handed over the phone.

Sam went up to the third floor and met other game players, five participants who obviously came from different professions and came from different levels.

Sam glanced at it, and then his pupils shrank sharply. The steps he had just stepped into the room were subconsciously going back, and he wanted to avoid it and run away.

It's just that Sam wanted to retreat, but the people behind Sam who wanted to enter the room were a little dissatisfied.

"Hey, please step aside, don't block the door and don't move."

This was said in a very blunt manner, and as soon as he uttered it, the people inside and outside the room immediately focused on Sam.

Sam: "..."

"Huh, is that you?" In the corner of the room, a young man wearing a white shirt over a black sweater stood up and looked at Sam in surprise.

The young man has handsome and gentle facial features, brown hair and brown eyes, and a very clean temperament, full of bookishness. He looks like an ordinary college student who has not stepped out of the ivory tower of the university.

Sam knew very well that although the young man in front of him was about the age of a college student in terms of age, his occupation was definitely the kind that Sam should turn his head when he saw him.

Sam's eyes were heavy, and it would be fine if he turned his head and walked away without the young man noticing him.But everyone saw him, turning his head and walking away would seem that he was afraid of the other party, although Sam was quite afraid of this young man in his heart.

To be exact, he was quite afraid of this young man's mouth.

"Hey, can you step aside!"

Sam's silence drew strong dissatisfaction from the people behind him, and his tone suddenly turned a little worse.He wanted to stretch out his hand to push Sam away, but saw Sam turned his head and glanced at him coldly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, as if looking at a dead person.

The person behind him felt his heart beating violently, and subconsciously took a step back.

Sam only glanced at the man and then withdrew his gaze. He collected his mood, stepped into the room, and said calmly, "Hello, Dr. Rhett."

That's right, the young man in front of him who looked easy to bully was one of those people that Sam and Dean swore secretly that they never wanted to meet in this life.

Spencer Reid, a senior special agent and profiler of the BAU team under the FBI, when Sam was detained in the police station, this young man who looked like a white rabbit was the main force in interrogating him, trying to use various data To break Sam's psychological defenses.

Although Sam didn't let him succeed, he couldn't help but stay away from BAU's profilers from then on.

He was caught just once, and he was almost stripped naked by this group of people. This is definitely not a good experience worth recalling.

Black history, proper black history.

Spencer Reid showed a shy smile and said, "Hello, Mr. Winchester."

"Do you know each other?" The conversation between the two attracted the attention of other game participants. They looked between Sam and Spencer Reid, their hearts sinking slightly.

Although there is only one winner in the end of the game, who can pocket [-] US dollars, it is very normal for three or two to join forces during the game.If the two participants have intersected before, this is obviously an advantage.