Horror Variety Survival Record

At eight o'clock in the evening, the "Silent Assassination" officially began.

In the room, Ke Chun took the pistol Lang Qiu handed him, and carefully put it into his arms.

The firm look in Lang Qiu's eyes made Ke Chun's restless heart settle down.

"I go first."

He finished speaking softly and went out the door alone.

The purpose of going out is to find someone, and the purpose of finding someone is to persuade.

Ke Chun wants to find someone to form an alliance to form an "anti-violence alliance".

The first person he wanted to find was Kuai Anhe, not for other reasons, because they had a good relationship and were easier to talk to than others.

Even after the identities of Kuai An and "Tuo" were exposed, his attitude towards Ke Chun was more friendly than hostile. Moreover, Ke Chun understood his purpose of participating in the program, which added leverage to his persuasion.

Kuai Anhe was not in his room. Ke Chun found the rehearsal room and rest area on the second floor, the reading room on the third floor, the gym, and even the rooftop from their dormitory. There was no Kuai Anhe anywhere. figure.

Only the first floor remains.

Although it was night, the lights in the castle were brightly turned on. It was hard to imagine that a terrifying killing game was going on in such a bright space.

Ke Chun's eyes looked towards the first floor, the empty lobby was beaten pale by the crystal chandelier.

His eyes couldn't help but look towards the main entrance, where they found the first dead man. For some reason, he felt that the ground where the dead man lay was extraordinarily white, piercing his eyes.

Ke Chun quickly looked away, he felt as if a big hole had been dug in his chest, and all the silent devils were squeezing in continuously.

He stroked his chest with his hands, trying to calm himself down as much as possible.

He is now standing in the corridor on the east side of the second floor, looking around, and after confirming that he is the only one, he takes a deep breath, lifts his legs and walks down the first step.

That foot had just touched the steps when suddenly a series of hurried footsteps came from directly in front.

A figure in the west corridor gradually became clear, and the figure ran towards Ke Chun desperately. After running two steps and looking back, it seemed that he was being chased by someone.

Ke Chun squinted his eyes to see the truth, the man had already run within his vision—it was Ran Xiaoxin!

His clothes were disheveled, his bangs were scattered on his forehead, his face was flushed, and he was panting heavily with his mouth open.

As soon as Ran Xiaoxin looked up and saw Ke Chun, as if he saw a savior, he swung his short legs even more vigorously and rushed towards Ke Chun.

Ke Chun was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to welcome or retreat.

His gaze quickly scanned Ran Xiaoxin's whole body, and after confirming that his hands were empty and he didn't take any dangerous objects, he made a decision immediately.

Ke Chun stretched out his hand to Ran Xiaoxin, and soon the hand was held, and then his whole body threw himself on him.

Using the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, the two quickly went upstairs, rushed into the nearest rehearsal room, and locked the door.

Ran Xiaoxin was so tired that he fell to the ground, panting heavily.

"Who is chasing you?" Ke Chun also had lingering fears, stroked his chest twice, and looked at Ran Xiaoxin.

"Huh...huh...wait, wait." Ran Xiaoxin hadn't recovered from the tension just now, panting heavily, "Water, pour me a glass of water."

There will be a set of tea sets on the table in each rehearsal room, and the water in the kettle is always full.

Ke Chun went to pour a cup of hot water for Ran Xiaoxin, and when he handed it to him, he comforted him intimately: "Don't worry, take a rest first, it's safe here."

When Ran Xiaoxin took the teacup, he looked at Ke Chun warily.

Ke Chun spread his hands, jumped up and down again, showing a friendly smile: "I don't have a gun, if you don't believe me, search for it."

It's a pity that Ran Xiaoxin's legs are still weak at this time, and he can't stand up. He can only use his eyes to search Ke Chun's whole body from top to bottom, and then ask him, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Will you take out your gun and attack me?" Ke Chun asked back.

Ran Xiaoxin stared into Ke Chun's eyes for a full three seconds, and the muscles on his face finally relaxed.

"You saved me just now, I still understand how to repay you with gratitude."

Ke Chun smiled: "But you brought a gun, didn't you?"

Ran Xiaoxin gave Ke Chun an idiot look, and said, "Nonsense! This is a killing game! Only a big white lotus like you would not carry a gun with him."

Ke Chun's eyes hovered over Ran Xiaoxin's body, and the other party immediately tightened his clothes vigilantly.

"I'm not going to tell you where the gun is."

Ke Chun kept his smile and asked again: "Who was chasing you just now?"

"Geng Yanbin, that bastard." Ran Xiaoxin scolded angrily.

"He wants to kill you?"

Ran Xiaoxin had that expression of looking at an idiot again.

"Oh, I want to ask why he attacked you first." Ke Chun sat down on the sofa, leaned forward slightly, and turned towards Ran Xiaoxin, assuming a listening posture.

"I didn't like that guy a long time ago!" Ran Xiaoxin got up from the ground, sat down on the piano chair opposite Ke Chun, raised his head and gulped down a glass of water, like a bottle of beer Generally, a cheerful "ha" comes out.

He said slowly, "Did you see our quarrel?"

Ke Chun thought that at the beginning of the second round, Geng Yanbin spent money everywhere to buy promotion places, but was severely reprimanded when he found Ran Xiaoxin and Brother Tu in the cafeteria.

"He came again, and this time he gave me money to form an alliance with him. Yes, I, Ran Xiaoxin, are greedy for life and afraid of death No.1, but I also have a bottom line. What I despise the most in my life are those who only use money to settle things People. You don't know, when my dad put a bank card with 100 million in it in my hand, I wish I could break it off and hit him in the face on the spot."

The more Ran Xiaoxin spoke, the more angry he became, and he clenched his fists and smashed a dent in the soft piano chair.

"Do you really think that everything can be solved with money? I want to let him know that money can't buy a son!"

"So you came here without telling your family?" Ke Chun asked.

Ran Xiaoxin glanced at Ke Chun, and gave him that idiot look again: "Why did you tell them?"

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and Ke Chun has nothing to say about it.

"Everyone knows that my family is rich, and they all lick their faces to please me. I hate that kind of face so much, it makes people sick." The disgust on Ran Xiaoxin's face is real, as if seeing a dead mouse emitting a stench.

Ke Chun felt that he was trying to get rid of this disgusting feeling. Slowly, the corners of his mouth returned to normal curvature, and his eyes looked into a deep and nostalgic place.

"Only her. She knows who I am, but she never flatters me. When we pass each other in the study room, she always smiles sweetly at me, like the warm sun in spring, or the breeze in summer. I want to invite her to dinner, but she insists on asking for AA every time, saying that she can't be favored for no reason, what a girl..."

Ran Xiaoxin sank into that period of youthful romance, and there was a lot of bright yearning in his eyes.

He recalled many things about that girl and talked about it for half an hour. This time his face was blushing because of shyness and embarrassment.

After telling the whole story, Ran Xiaoxin came back to his senses, and stared into Ke Chun's eyes, as if unwilling to believe that this space was real.

"Ke Chun," Ran Xiaoxin solemnly called Ke Chun's name, and then said very seriously, "I don't want to die, this game is crazy, you must have a way to keep us all alive, right?"

Ke Chun was taken aback, he didn't expect that this sentence would come from Ran Xiaoxin's mouth, the unrestrained appearance standing on the table after winning the auction that day has been deeply imprinted in Ke Chun's mind, but after listening to the tenderness for half an hour just now With warm words, Ke Chun began to wonder which is the real Ran Xiaoxin.

The contradictory mood prevented him from responding immediately. Ran Xiaoxin may have sensed Ke Chun's distrust, and then began to repent for all the inappropriate behaviors in "Cat and Mouse", and expressed his sincerity in tears, seeking Ke Chun's help. sympathy and trust.

Ke Chun said with a sullen face, "We do have an idea now."

His heart was touched, Ran Xiaoxin's true feelings didn't look fake, the nostalgic eyes immersed in memories couldn't be acted out, the tears of confession had already made his eyes red and swollen, he was sincere.

This is Ke Chun's judgment.

Responding to Ke Chun's words, Ran Xiaoxin leaned forward and put an ear to it, expecting Ke Chun to say that thought.

"As long as we co-operate in a play to deceive Hongyu, it will end the game and no one will lose their lives."

Ran Xiaoxin's eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked excitedly, "How do you act?"

Ke Chun hooked his hands at Ran Xiaoxin, asking him to come closer, put his head together, and whispered for a while, an expression of admiration appeared on Ran Xiaoxin's face, and he nodded repeatedly.

After the explanation, Ran Xiaoxin asked without confidence: "Will they all cooperate?"

Ke Chun said calmly: "Everyone is afraid of death. There is a high probability that they will die and they will definitely not die. Do you think there will be fools who choose the former?"

Ran Xiaoxin blinked, feeling that what Ke Chun said made a lot of sense.

"However... this plan does have a big risk." Ke Chun's face sank.

Ran Xiaoxin swallowed unconsciously, then became nervous.

"That's how to ensure that everyone can trust each other. A pot of soup, as long as there is a rat droppings, it will be ruined." Ke Chun said, staring straight into Ran Xiaoxin's eyes, as if to see him directly from the inside heart of.

After looking at Ke Chun for two seconds, Ran Xiaoxin took the lead to look away, looked aside, and asked, "How can you guarantee it?"

Ke Chun didn't hold back, and said bluntly: "It is difficult to cultivate trust in a short period of time, so the most straightforward way is to mortgage."

"Hey, what is the mortgage?" Ran Xiaoxin shrank back, his voice became a little flustered.

Ke Chun smiled slightly: "Since it is a relationship of mutual trust, then there is no need for pistols anymore, what do you think?"

There is nothing wrong with this condition. The biggest threat in this game is the pistol that can kill people. If everyone handed over the pistol to the unified safekeeping, naturally there is no need to worry about their lives being threatened.

"But how can you act after handing over the pistol?"

What Ran Xiaoxin mentioned is also very normal. The game stipulates that people's lives should be taken with pistols. If there is no pistol, how could this play deceive Hongyu?

Ke Chun replied very calmly: "Don't worry about this, Lang Qiu made a little modification to the pistol and abolished the shooting system inside. That is to say, the modified pistol no longer has any lethality." , everyone can use it to act.”

Ran Xiaoxin lowered his head, he should be thinking and evaluating this proposal.

Ke Chun sincerely dispelled his doubts: "Trust is mutual. In a team, everyone has to sacrifice a part of himself in exchange for everyone's convenience and peace of mind. When you hand over your pistol, others also There is no way to attack you with pistols, our lives can be guaranteed, this deal is not bad."

Ran Xiaoxin raised his eyes and glanced at Ke Chun, touched his gentle and friendly smile and bit his lips tightly again, the drama of struggle in his heart was being staged more intensely.

Ke Chun didn't urge him either, and stood up and paced around the room.

He walked to the back of the grand piano, supported the body of the piano with his elbows, tapped the cover with his index finger again and again, quietly looked at Ran Xiaoxin who was still struggling with himself, as if the class teacher was supervising Poor students in the exam.

After a quarter of an hour, Ran Xiaoxin finally stood up and turned to look at Ke Chun with a determined expression on his face.

Ke Chun still smiled slightly, and after Ran Xiaoxin gave him an affirmative answer, the smile spread even more joyfully on his face.

"I can't give you the pistol right now." Even though he agreed, Ran Xiaoxin was still very vigilant.

Ke Chun readily responded, "I understand. After I convince everyone, let's make an appointment to hand over the guns together."

"Okay." Ran Xiaoxin agreed, and immediately asked, "Aren't you looking for Kuai Anhe? I know where he is, and I'll take you there."

Ke Chun exclaimed happily: "That's great!"

Before leaving, his eyes inadvertently passed the grand piano in the practice room, and with a slight smile on his lips, he followed Ran Xiaoxin out the door.

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One minute later, a figure stood up behind the grand piano in the practice room, walked towards the door in three steps at a time, turned the doorknob lightly, and left the practice room.

At the corner of the stairs, another black figure was lurking in the shadow of the pillar. When he saw the figure in the practice room coming out, he stepped up to follow.

The two figures collided in the corridor, and both of them stopped their progress.

Just listen to the small voice hitting the quiet air faintly——

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"You don't need to remind me."

"That affects the outcome."

"I know."

"You are responsible for your actions."

"I will."

The voice of the conversation disappeared in the air before spreading, and the two figures dispersed in opposite directions, disappearing at the corners of their respective corridors.

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Ke Chun followed Ran Xiaoxin up the stairs from the second floor to the third floor.

He wondered, just now he searched every room on the second and third floors, but he didn't see Kuai Anhe, where exactly will Ran Xiaoxin take him?

He asked the question, Ran Xiaoxin slowed down, waited for Ke Chun to follow him, and said mysteriously: "You will know when you arrive."

Ke Chun's heart thumped, and he wondered, is this something that needs to be tricked?

Hesitation made him hesitate, but he still followed Ran Xiaoxin slowly.

They walked up to the third floor and turned left into a long corridor.

The corridors were brightly lit, eerily bright, and eerily quiet.

Ke Chun felt that the corridor in front of him seemed to be burning with all its life, using the brightest light to commemorate the coming darkest night.

He flinched for no reason. On the one hand, he was afraid of the unknown road ahead, and on the other hand, he was not sure whether "he" had followed.

Ran Xiaoxin turned his head, saw Ke Chun pulled away from him by about five meters, and hurriedly urged him: "Just ahead, follow up."

Ke Chun gritted his teeth ruthlessly and followed.

On the right is meeting room C, and on the left is the gymnasium. The door is closed, and the small window on the door is dark.

Further forward, on the left and right sides are the conference room B and the film and television hall, which are also pitch black.

Ran Xiaoxin walked straight through these four rooms, and in front of them was meeting room C and reading room. Ke Chun had looked for these two rooms before, but no one was there.

And, it's weird.

Ever since he went up to the third floor, Ke Chun felt that the atmosphere was weird. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but it just didn't feel right.

Speaking of which, why did he follow Ran Xiaoxin to this place so obediently?

Just as this question popped up, Ran Xiaoxin in front stopped and turned to look at Ke Chun.

There was a strange and slightly excited light in his eyes, which made Ke Chun panic inexplicably.

"He's in there."

he?

According to the current logic, what Ran Xiaoxin said should be Kuai Anhe, but I don’t know why Ke Chun thinks otherwise.

He saw Ran Xiaoxin took a step back, and the fear and panic he had just begged for him were swept away on his face, but there was a strange expression of not smiling.

This made Ke Chun's doubts even heavier.

He felt that his feet became extremely heavy, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at the empty road he was walking on, and looked back disappointedly.

The hand outstretched towards the doorknob moved forward two inches, and then retreated an inch. Ke Chun couldn't tell what he was afraid of.

There is no small window on the door of the reading room, so he can't see what's going on inside. Just when he came here more than an hour ago, the quiet moonlight behind the door spreads mottled and beautiful prints on the desks. pattern.

What now?

His hand finally reached the doorknob.

Rationality made him always ensure that Ran Xiaoxin was still standing behind him, as long as he was behind him, the pistol would be useless.

Ke Chun took a deep breath and prepared for the worst—a gun would be aimed at him as soon as he opened the door—at that time, he only needed to immediately retreat behind the wall outside the door, facing the corridor he came from, You won't get hit by a sonic gun.

open it.

Ke Chun cheered himself up in his heart, turned the doorknob, and slowly pushed the door in.

The door of the room was opened a small crack, but there seemed to be nothing unusual.

He opened the door little by little, and the quiet moonlight was still shining on the desk, and the mottled patterns on the desk were still there...

Ke Chun slowly widened his eyes and was stunned.

He never expected that such a scene would catch his eyes!

At the moment, my brain went blank, I opened my mouth, but forgot how to scream.

In an instant, there was a strong pain in his back, and at the same time his chest was tight, a huge flow of information exploded in his mind, like a waterfall rushing down from a height of [-] meters, hitting his nose and face bruised and swollen.

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"You are not wrong, you are just self-defense, he is the first to kill you."

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