Horror Variety Survival Record

"Ding——boom—all contestants, please gather in the lobby on the first floor immediately."

Ke Chun and Lang Qiu looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

As soon as the name "Bo Yiran" came out, they heard the broadcast, and both of them felt uneasy in their hearts at the same time.

There are only four people left in the castle, and the game is still in progress. What is the purpose of the convening at this time?

Both of them opened their mouths to discuss with each other, but they were interrupted by the announcement again.

They finally decided to go down and see the situation first.

When Ke Chun and Lang Qiu walked to the lobby, Kuai Anhe was already standing there waiting.

When he saw Ke Chun, he showed a friendly smile and asked, "Do you know anything?"

Ke Chun shook his head, it seemed that Kuai Anhe didn't know either.

Then there was only one person left, but they waited for a while and never saw the last person appear.

The doubts in Ke Chun's heart were getting bigger and bigger, and when he was about to talk to Lang Qiu, he saw Hongyu walking from the direction of the west corridor, followed by a person with an expressionless and icy face, it was Bo Yiran.

Hongyu stood still in front of the three of them, and said without any tone: "Lang Qiu, someone reported that you secretly brought your mobile phone into the castle. I need to search you."

It seems to be the clerk of the office, using the most flat tone to create the most tense atmosphere.

Before Lang Qiu could speak, Ke Chun rushed forward: "There must be a mistake somewhere. I share the same room with him, and I have never seen him play with his mobile phone."

However, the robot is not a juror. She does not listen to the defense, but only verifies the evidence.

Hongyu went straight to Lang Qiu, raised her big eyes, looked at Lang Qiu coldly, and then raised her hands.

Ke Chun became anxious when he saw this scene, so he immediately held Hongyu down with his hands, and shouted in a panic: "You can't search your body casually! This... this... is a violation of human rights!"

But his stopping did not hinder Hongyu at all. Hongyu easily opened Ke Chun's hand without even giving him a glance. She continued to carry out her instructions and touched Lang Qiu's body with both hands.

Lang Qiu didn't resist, instead he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, held it up high and at the same time winked at Ke Chun who was beside him.

The evidence had already appeared, Hongyu stopped moving, and still announced in her voice without any tone: "It has been confirmed that Lang Qiu brought his mobile phone into the camp without permission. According to the rules, Lang Qiu will be punished."

After she finished speaking, she took out the pistol from her waist and aimed it between Lang Qiu's eyebrows without hesitation.

The temperature of the castle plummeted to freezing point, and a slight movement could turn the air into sharp swords.

No one dared to move.

It was too late and then fast, a figure suddenly yelled and rushed towards Hongyu, who responded to the sound and dodged to the left to avoid this person, but Lang Qiu caught him firmly.

The unexpected incident did not disturb Hongyu's rhythm, she quickly regained her posture, and pointed her gun at Lang Qiu again.

Only this time, she couldn't pull the trigger anymore.

I saw a slender needle on Hongyu's temple, completely sealing her movements.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to do this." Ke Chun said to Hongyu apologetically, and turned to look at Lang Qiu.

The tension in the other party's eyes was the same as his, slowly disappearing, and both of them heaved a sigh of relief.

It's so dangerous, I almost have to explain it here.

In just that short minute, Ke Chun received Lang Qiu's hint, found his precious sewing box in his pocket, grabbed a needle, and deliberately threw himself at Hongyu.

Facing the threat from the side, Hongyu's first reaction must be to dodge. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ke Chun handed the needle to Lang Qiu. With Lang Qiu's quick reaction and precise movements, his life was hanging by a thread. Successfully blocked Hongyu's actions.

"Fortunately, you let me take this guy." Ke Chun took out the sewing box and smiled at Langqiu.

Just when the two were rejoicing for the rebirth after the catastrophe just now, they only heard a cold voice from behind——

"What happened to the phone?"

Looking back, it was Bo Yiran's cold gaze, locked on the two of them tightly.

Ke Chun patted Lang Qiu's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Why don't we explain everything now?"

Kuai Anhe, who had been silent all this time, also cast a curious look at them, and judging from his standing position, he and Bo Yiran were already standing in a row, obviously pulling together the camp.

Ke Chun felt that since they wanted to escape together, they should not continue to hide it. This would only create a rift between each other. Maybe Lang Qiu was honest, and Kuai Anhe and Bo Yiran could change their minds and stand in the same camp as them?

But Lang Qiu's complexion was not so good, he remained silent, his eyes fixed on Bo Yiran, as if he had a thousand words to put in his eyes to question the other party.

Bo Yiran provoked him lightly: "What? Is there something to hide? Is it convenient for 'us' to know?"

The "we" was emphasized, and Ke Chun was inadvertently glanced at.

But Ke Chun didn't know it, and even opened his mouth to defend Lang Qiu: "Lang Qiu doesn't have any malicious intentions, he just wants to protect us."

A sneer flashed across the corner of Bo Yiran's mouth, and he immediately returned to his indifferent expression.

"He needs to prove it," he said.

Looking at the motionless Lang Qiu, Ke Chun was so anxious that he broke into sweat.He thought to himself that the phone was nothing more than the chat records between him and the teacher. These are enough to prove that Lang Qiu has been working hard to find a way to rescue everyone, but why is he unwilling to confess?It's a matter of life and death, what's the use of hiding these secrets?

"Lang..."

He was just about to speak to persuade Lang Qiu again, but when he didn't want the other party to look sideways at him, that inexplicable look hit his heart hard, and almost blocked Ke Chun's anger.

This should not be Lang Qiu's eyes.

He has always been so firm, decisive, and steady, but why is he so entangled, hesitant, and wavering all of a sudden?

What's up with him?

Bo Yiran still bit Lang Qiu: "If you can't prove this, then even if Hongyu is gone, we will solve you first."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to confirm Kuai Anhe's attitude, the latter naturally couldn't wish for it.

"Are you so afraid of being known by others? Let him know that you are not so selfless and fearless, let him know that you have been wearing a fake mask, let him know that everything you do is for other purposes ...Are you that scared?"

Ke Chun looked at Bo Yiran, then at Lang Qiu, he found that he didn't quite understand what Bo Yiran was saying, but Lang Qiu seemed to understand, because his expression became more and more gloomy, more terrifying, more and more ……angry.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Lang Qiu lowered his voice, like an angry beast.

What responded to him was Bo Yiran's calmness as always: "I'm just reminding you what you should do. You also know what I want to do."

"You don't have to worry about what I do." Lang Qiu almost gritted his teeth.

Bo Yiran responded: "This concerns the safety of all of us, not yours alone. You have the obligation to confess, or...you can choose to die yourself."

Said terrible words in a calm tone.

When the last four words entered Ke Chun's ears, he couldn't help but shiver.

The Bo in front of him is strange, although he is still expressionless and indifferent, but what he says and does makes Ke Chun shudder.

Ke Chun didn't understand why Lang Qiu was so persistent in not speaking, and he also didn't understand why Bo Yiran was so aggressive.

It seemed that there was something between the two of them that outsiders did not know, as if they were communicating in a secret language.

He uttered timidly, and went to call Lang Qiu, but Lang Qiu seemed not to have heard his voice, his eyes were tightly locked on Bo Yiran, and all the muscles in his body were tense.

He was nervous, and Ke Chun subconsciously understood Lang Qiu's state.

But what is he nervous about?

Things didn't seem to be as simple as he thought. He remembered the things Lang Qiu said in the rehearsal room just now and couldn't tell him. Could it have something to do with this?

The unease in Ke Chun's heart was getting bigger and bigger, it was not controlled by his subjective will, it was like a gust of wind blowing into his body, shaking his internal organs with him, and he heard their buzzing calls.

"Lang Qiu," he raised the volume, "Give me the phone."

This kind of anxiety makes Ke Chun uncomfortable, he doesn't want to wait any longer, he can't just watch Lang Qiu "self-destroy" or be "killed" by others, even if he will face the storm next.

"Mobile phone, give me!" This roar was not as weak as Ke Chun's in the past, it was so tough that it was almost an order.

Lang Qiu was still standing there, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Ke Chun found that Lang Qiu was deliberately avoiding his eyes, which made him more convinced that there were some things Lang Qiu didn't want to make public in the phone.

Lang Qiu held the phone tightly in his palm, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, which showed how much effort he had put into it.

Ke Chun couldn't help but feel distressed, what could make him so stubborn, even if he was misunderstood by everyone, he would not say it?Why does he always have to carry all the burdens on his shoulders?Why can't you trust me a little more?

Ke Chun gently covered Lang Qiu's with his own hand, and he felt Lang Qiu's shaking at the moment his skin touched.

He softened his voice and said, "Show me, okay?"

The soft voice drifted into Lang Qiu's ears like a gust of warm wind.

hands, let go.

Ke Chun immediately took the phone and unlocked it with Lang Qiu's fingerprint.

The wallpaper on the desktop of the mobile phone is a chaotic black, with only three apps on it.

Ke Chun knew about an app with a tool symbol on it. He had seen Lang Qiu use it when monitoring and monitoring before.

The one with a dialog box symbol on it should be a chat app. After Ke Chun clicked on it, he saw that there were only chat records with "teacher" on it.

Ke Chun's fingers slid all the way down.

To his surprise, the records along the way were all messages sent by Lang Qiu unilaterally, with a unified "!" next to each message, and none of them were sent successfully.

The chat history was quickly slipped to the end by him, and there were not as many as he thought.

A question popped up, hasn't Lang Qiu been in touch with the teacher?What's the matter with this unilateral and sparse chat history?

Ke Chun's hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help shaking. He looked up to seek Lang Qiu's explanation, but found that Lang Qiu was no longer by his side.

He looked around to find him, and found that Lang Qiu was leaning against the wall behind him with his head down, silent, with the words "Refused to Communicate" written all over his body.

"How is it? Have you found any evidence?" Bo Yiran urged Ke Chun, but he didn't come forward.

But Ke Chun was unable to pay attention to other people. He quit the chat app and opened another app whose symbol was a book.

Then, he froze.

The first thing that caught his eyes was a very familiar photo, and the person in the photo was himself!

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Name: Ke Chun; Gender: Male; Date of Birth: April 988, 4;

Height: 176; Weight: 56kg;

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Each piece of information is consistent with his own situation. The following also lists his experience from kindergarten to university, including his school award records, qualification certificates, etc.

why?

This was the first question that Ke Chun thought of.

Why is there such a detailed file hidden in Lang Qiu's mobile phone?

Wait... This 1-inch photo seems to be taken specially for him to audition for this program.

This resume...

In order to verify his thoughts, Ke Chun carefully read the resume in front of him again.

That's right, it was the resume he submitted to the program team, exactly the same.

It is not surprising that Lang Qiu has this resume, because he said that he is the person who hosts one of them, but the first page of this app is his profile, which makes Ke Chun feel uncomfortable.

He saw that the interface could be selected at the bottom, and the icon next to the home page was a simple picture of a villain.

After clicking on it, I saw dense numbers on that page, such as height, weight, body fat, blood pressure, heart rate... There are a lot of scrolling down, like a medical examination report!

He knew that the physical examination report belonged to him, and the height and weight were exactly the same.

But why is his medical report in Lang Qiu's phone?

Moreover, Ke Chun doesn't remember that he has had such a detailed physical examination recently. When was this report?

The growing doubts in his heart prompted him to click on the third icon - the brain.

This page is divided into several modules, and each module contains a waveform diagram. Ke Chun couldn't understand it, but he knew it should be an EEG diagram when he contacted the category icon.

What does this piece of EEG mean?Someone is testing his brain?when?

Even the physical examination does not have the item of brain CT, so where do these data come from?

There is only the last category left in the app, and the icon is a small book.

Ke Chun took a deep breath. He guessed that there must be something similar to a "log", and there would be more detailed records to answer his doubts.

His index finger hovered over the icon, and just when he was about to press the button, the phone was suddenly snatched by Bo Yiran.

The person who snatched the phone shook it towards Lang Qiu: "Aren't you going to explain?"

Lang Qiu finally raised his head and shrugged: "It's what you saw, there's nothing to explain."

Ke Chun stared desperately into his eyes, hoping to give a reasonable explanation from him, but Lang Qiu didn't intend to say a word more.

Ke Chun heard the voice of his own heartbroken.

"You're here to monitor Ke Chun, aren't you?" Bo Yiran asked Ke Chun what was on his mind.

Lang Qiu's answer was simple: "Yes."

These two words magnified infinitely in Ke Chun's heart, stirring up a thousand layers of waves. He really wanted to open his mouth to ask him why, when did he start, and what did he think of himself as!

However, when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say a word.

"What's the purpose of you doing this? Is this game also set up for Ke Chun?" Bo Yiran pressed on with every step.

These words penetrated deeply into Ke Chun's heart.

Lang Qiu is from the organizer, and Lang Qiu is here to monitor him. In other words, the organizer's target is Ke Chun.

In other words, this large-scale killing game was probably planned for him, Ke Chun.Without him, this killing game wouldn't exist!

The more Ke Chun thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He didn't want to listen to Lang Qiu's answer anymore. With his head down, he walked towards the stairs step by step, like a walking corpse.

The ears seemed to be covered with a membrane, and all external sounds became muffled.

"Ke Chun."

Someone is calling him.

who is it?

never mind.

Ke Chun didn't stop, he walked up to the second floor, then up to the third floor, opened the door of the roof, and gusts of cool wind came blowing in his face, and he finally regained his sober will.

And when the will returned to his body, he finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Lang Qiu knew it from the beginning, but he didn't say anything.

Yes, he couldn't possibly say that he was just performing his mission - spying on me.

Ke Chun doesn't blame Lang Qiu, but only blames himself for not changing a bit after living for 21 years.

He believes what others say.

When he was in elementary school, a buddy asked him to write the answers and pass notes to him during the exam, and promised not to tell the teacher. As a result, Ke Chun was the first to confess when he was found cheating, and he even copied the text ten times with him.

When he was in junior high school, a brother asked him to borrow money. He gave them all the pocket money for a month without saying a word, causing him to eat instant noodles for a month. As a result, they didn't return the money until he graduated from junior high school.

Not to mention high school, when he was frustrated in love, he asked someone to share it, and the person kept saying that he would keep it a secret, but the next day everyone on campus knew about it, and he was bullied until he graduated from high school.

Repeated offenses and repeated failures, repeated failures and repeated offenses, he must be talking about Ke Chun.

It was still the same when he came here, first he was deceived by Lu Youyi, then by Jian Hong, and then by Kuai Anhe, every good person he thought was lying to him in the end, but because of Lang Qiu, he no longer Afraid and no longer blaming himself, he felt that even if the whole world lied to him, only Lang Qiu would treat him well.

How could those eyes, that voice, that smell be fake?

Until just now, this "feeling" was severely torn apart in front of him.

He saw it with his own eyes, he heard it with his own ears, and he had to face the fact that Lang Qiu lied to him.

Everything between them is false, he is false when he approaches him, it is false that he treats him well, it is false that he protects him, and it is false that he said that he will always support him!

All for the purpose of performing the task.

What kind of shit alliance?What kind of shit are you running out together?It's all his rhetoric, his words!

The purpose is just to monitor and observe myself, and treat myself as an experimental subject, a clown!

Ke Chun felt that his internal organs were being pulled by countless hands, and the pain was about to explode in his body!

Unbearable, he knelt down on the ground, and the unprecedented loneliness wrapped him round and round.

What a joke.

Crying for unity and living together, it turns out that I am the culprit...

Another self emerged in his mind, the "Reaper" in the nightmare - cold, heartless, and inhuman.

Is this a foreknowledge?

Perhaps it was a reminder from his subconscious, telling him that he was doomed to be alone.

The strong cold wind blew across his cheek like a sharp knife.

After crying enough, Ke Chun stood up tremblingly, walked to the fence, and there was an endless cliff below. Just one jump could end this tragedy.

In the end, he knew he couldn't raise a gun to someone he liked.

Let everything begin with me and end with me.

Ke Chun moved this idea, raised his legs, and stepped onto the railing.

He was calm, which surprised him a little.

It turns out that death can also be so yearning.

He turned his body outward, sat on the railing, looked back at the world, and said "bye" softly.

The buttocks are off the railing, the hands are open, and the body is as light as a bird.

The blue sky is right in front of you, it is the embrace of nature, and there is the most sincere world there.

There is no deception, only the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.