The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

Ren Yifei pursed his lips, he already had a basic judgment in his mind, but he just needed to verify it.

Just as he was about to get up, he sharply saw a pair of black cloth slippers in the gap under the door. The uppers were patchwork of rags, and the soles were thick and thin.

Grandma Harue's shoes?

Ren Yifei, who fought against the five scum, came back holding his waist.

He sat down on the stool, ready to wait for dawn.At dawn, he can always go out for a walk, right?Maybe I can ask some useful clues?

Ren Yifei was full of anticipation.After seeing two nights in a row, he wanted to see the day.

"Oh oh oh-"

Accompanied by the clear cock crowing, Ren Yifei rolled his eyes: dawn...?

The pleasing eyes froze on the face when they were half-bent.

The entire mourning hall was distorted for a moment, as if the TV screen was frozen.When he returned to normal again, A Liang in front of him was refreshed and said to him with a smile: "A Fei is here to watch the night again?"

Ren Yifei: ...

again?

what?

You look at my panda eyes and say it again?

Ren Yifei's entire face was about to twist together with the mourning hall.

Ah Liang didn't notice Ren Yifei's unnaturalness, he said to himself: "I feel much more comfortable now after sleeping."

Keke, God the fuck is sleeping.

I was too excited to look forward to the dawn before, but now I am disappointed, and the pain of staying up late returns to my body again.

He didn't stay up all night, he stayed up for three nights!

Ren Yifei only felt that a hammer was hammering a nail into his brain, but he still laughed with twitching corners of his mouth: "I don't know how to spend the night, and I didn't rest well during the day."

"Didn't you rest well during the day?" A Liang sat down beside Ren Yifei, "I said why are your eyes still red?"

Ren Yifei rubbed his face, looking bleak after being ravaged.

A Liang thought for a while: "Later you move two, no, you move three benches to build a small bed, it's noisy, it's better than no sleep at all."

Xiaomei passed by with the water, she couldn't help turning her head to look at the two npcs, with rabbit-like red eyes.

She didn't close her eyes all night.

Xiaomei also tried to be lazy and squint for a while, but as long as she closed her eyes for more than 1 minute, an NPC would shout: Xiaomei!Xiaomei!Xiaomei!

Urge me? !

But TM be an individual!

The fear was replaced by the pain of insomnia. At a certain moment, Xiaomei wanted to burn down the mourning hall with a torch, come on, let's die together!

"Xiaomei—" the middle-aged woman called her.

Xiaomei's face became even darker, she gritted her teeth and replied, "Here we are."

Today is still the night of the wake, and everyone drank a bowl of porridge with a lot of water as usual.

The players finally couldn't take it anymore, they sneaked in and poured half a bowl of bean water under the npc's unkind eyes.It's unsettling to drink just half a bowl, and the npc will find trouble if he has nothing to do.

Ren Yifei ate bean cakes and bean porridge, and felt very sympathetic: If they continue to eat and sleep like this, they may not be able to survive the 'ghosts'.

The player is really pitiful, but fortunately he is an npc.

"I'll go to the toilet first." During the game of cards, a young man couldn't hold back and hurriedly stood up.

Ren Yifei saw that it was Ajie. Among so many people, he was too talkative and rash.He rolled his eyes, stood up, and yawned to join in the fun: "I didn't feel it unless you said it, and suddenly I wanted to go to the bathroom."

"Oh, Brother Fei, aren't you afraid of the dark?" Ajie winked at him.

"Fuck you, who is afraid?"

Ah Liang, who was playing cards, raised his head: "If you want to go, go, what nonsense?"

The two fought all the way to the backyard.

Open the bamboo shed door of the hut, there is a toilet inside, and when you get close, you can smell a smell of urine.

The young man named Ajie put water in it, drizzling.Ren Yifei was outside, as if he had nothing to say: "I really didn't expect that."

"what?"

"Ajie, when those uncles talked about Grandma Chunzhi yesterday, their expressions were wrong. Hey, do you know what's going on? My mother won't let me inquire about it."

Ren Yifei said in an aggrieved tone: "How old do you think I am? What things can't be let me know? I don't think anyone else doesn't know."

"Ahem," Ajie's breathing became softer inside, "Since my aunt won't let you know, then don't ask me."

"Heh," Ren Yifei's voice was tinged with sarcasm, "So you don't know either."

"Crack!" Ajie pushed open the door, and while fastening his trouser belt, he yelled anxiously, "Who said I didn't know?"

"Then tell me about it." Ren Yifei urged him.

"That's all I know, don't say I said it." Ajie looked around, "Come here."

The two pulled to the edge of a bush, and the shadow of the tree fell on their dark clothes.

When he got here, Ajie hesitated again, he shrank his neck and moved towards Ren Yifei, his eyes looked around, maybe a little disturbance could startle him.

"Tell me, you don't worry about who you are, Brother Fei?"

Hearing this, he was terrified, and Ajie couldn't help but rolled his eyes: I'm really worried.

"I heard," Ajie lowered his voice, "Grandma Chunzhi was hanged."

Hanged?

Sure enough, as he had guessed before.But what about more details?

"Okay, how come..." Ren Yifei said halfway, looking at Ajie, to lead him to tell more information.

"I heard it too, I heard it."

Ajie coughed and continued to say in a low voice: "That night, a thief broke into this house. Someone saw a dark figure jumping out of the wall, and Granny Chunzhi scolded fiercely inside. Gone."

Ren Yifei raised his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice: "Did anyone see Granny Chunzhi after the thief entered and the day Grandma Chunzhi died?"

Ajie thought for a moment: "I don't know about that, and Granny Chunzhi didn't like to go out in the past. Do you still want to listen to me?"

"You continue." Ren Yifei said that he was all ears.

"After Granny Chunzhi died, she opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue, and kept her head up. They said that it was a grudge in her heart. They were afraid that something good was stolen, and the family complained. Maybe she was so angry that she was hanged to death." "Ajie said while rubbing his shoulders, "Anyway, that's what happened, I don't know anything else."

Look up?

How could it be looking up?

Whether hanged or strangled, they will not form a posture of raising their heads.Unless the deceased keeps his head up after death, it will be difficult to straighten after rigor.

Ren Yifei looked at the backyard covered with moon gauze, his eyes passed through the material world, and reached a place that no one else could see.

His 'world' turned quickly.

The setting boards of the surrounding old houses, bushes, and courtyard walls were removed one by one, and he 'appeared' again in Grandma Chunzhi's room, with a white chain hanging from a high beam.

An old lady was hanging on it, with her mouth open and her tongue sticking out, her head slightly raised, her eyes were blood red, with a glass lens in the middle, hollow.

He was standing next to the body, looking at her.

This is the thinking space he built in his brain, which belongs to his world.

Ren Yifei likes to figure out the characters in his own world and conduct simulation exercises.

In this world, he is the creator and controller of everything.

It takes at least two days for the body odor to form, but the body began to emit the odor on the first day of the wake.

Ren Yifei stretched out his hand, and the words of the time of death moved forward one day, that is, the day after the Snitch came.

There was a difference of at least twelve hours between the real time of death and the time of pretended death. It is impossible for the family members of the deceased not to know, but they concealed it and pretended to be hanged.

Granny Chunzhi must not have been hanged. After she died, she became a rigor with her head up, and was disguised as a hanged person.

It takes four hours for rigor to form, seven or eight hours for complete formation, and 23 hours for rigor to ease.Because it is summer, and I am an old man with insufficient muscle strength, so the time will be advanced.

Therefore, the time of pretending to be hanged is more than eight hours and less than 23 hours from the real time of death.Moreover, during this process, the deceased kept his head up until the body became rigid.

Under what circumstances would the deceased keep his head up until rigor mortis?

"Recliner."

An old man's reclining chair appeared in the corner, which was the one in Grandma Harue's room.

Ren Yifei walked over, he sat down slowly, leaned back, and lay on it.

There was a pillow-like bump on the back of the recliner, which stretched to his back.

A Fei is a young man with a height of 1.7 meters, but Grandma Harue is not that tall. This bulge may just support her neck, and with the reclining chair, her head can be tilted up slightly.

After she died, she maintained this movement for more than four hours to form this rigor.

What was her family doing at that time?

With a few members of the family, it is impossible for no one to find out about her death. Why didn't they collect the body of the deceased in the first place, but chose to ignore it, and finally even concealed and disguised it?

Grandma Harue, how did she die?

There was no blood in Grandma Chunzhi's room, and when Grandma Chunzhi's body was found, there should have been no obvious abnormalities.

Analyzing from the perspective of thinking inertia, it is most likely to pretend to be strangled by hanging.

He lay motionless on the couch.

A hemp rope stretched out from the darkness, wrapped around his neck and tightened.

Ren Yifei struggled desperately, another black shadow appeared, trying to hold down his struggling hands and feet.Death frightened him, and he would instinctively struggle.

The old lady's strength was limited, all she could use was her hands and feet, so he kicked her legs and scratched her fingers.His nails left scratches on the armrest, and even scratched the shadow a few times.

That dark shadow...

The back of the middle-aged woman's hand appeared in front of him, with obvious scratches on it.The scab has just formed, and it looks like it was scratched in the past two days.

Hei Ying raised his head and suddenly had a face.It was the face of the middle-aged woman in the mourning hall, her face was against the light, less simple and honest, more ferocious and terrifying.

Then the one who strangled him behind his back...

Ren Yifei raised his head, and saw an equally honest but ferocious face.

The owner of this face is kneeling in front of the coffin at this moment, crying over and over again the pain of 'the child wants to support but cannot be loved'.In his tears, how much guilt and remorse?

With a wave of Ren Yifei's hand, the ropes, shadows, and reclining chairs all dispersed.

The author has something to say:

Ah Fei: The murderer is you!

Motivation?What about the murder weapon?What about the chain of evidence?

Ah Fei: ... I'll look for it again.