Cannon fodder is always a heartthrob in escape games [Quick Transmigration]

Although Zhou Ping didn't pay attention to Liu Yin, a woman with a superficial appearance, but because of a guilty conscience, he was speechless.

"It's like this. Doctor Zhou touched the driver's body in the bus yesterday. Because he doesn't know the way of infection of this infectious disease, so for the sake of safety, he wants me to help him check for signs of infection." Yan Shao As Qing said, he showed a gratified smile at Zhou Ping, "Fortunately, neither of us was infected, which is a blessing in misfortune. What do you think, Doctor Zhou?"

Zhou Ping gave Yan Shaoqing a meaningful look, nodded his head lightly, and said with a half-smile, "I should be lucky."

Zhou Ping turned around and walked in front of Liu Yin, and said in a flat tone, "If you don't have any other questions to ask, I'll go back to the room to treat the wound first."

After finishing speaking, he bypassed Liu Yin's body and left directly.

"Qingqing, why did you lie to Zhou Ping just now, saying that he has an infectious disease?"

Looking at Zhou Ping's leaving back, Bajiao raised a question in his heart.

"I just wanted to trick him into front of the mirror. I guess those hidden vines must be trying to kill the reincarnation. Of course, it's just a chance to do so. If I didn't kill him just now, I would have been killed by him." It's done." Yan Shaoqing replied.

"However, sooner or later Zhou Ping will find that he has no infectious disease at all." Bajiao said with some concern, "What should you do then?"

Yan Shaoqing: "That was in the past, but not necessarily now."

Zhou Ping has already been cut by the glass lens that those plants have touched. Whether he is parasitized or not depends on his own life.

After going through this turmoil, Yan Shaoqing was planning to go back to his room to have a good rest and get some sleep, but as soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Zhao Ke running out of the stairwell in a panic and screaming loudly. Crying "Die, die!"

Zhao Ke didn't stop until he ran in front of Yan Shaoqing. He took a deep breath, grabbed Yan Shaoqing's shoulder suddenly, stared at Yan Shaoqing and shouted twice, "Dead, dead!"

Yan Shaoqing asked with a blank face: "Please tell me clearly, who died?"

Zhao Ke looked terrified, and said in a voice that was about to cry: "Niu Lili is dead!"

Niu Lili's death was so sudden that not only Yan Shaoqing, but also everyone else in the room was stunned for a moment.

From Niu Lili crying and running back to the room to now, only a short 30 minutes have passed. How could a living person die like this?

When Yan Shaoqing and the others rushed to Niu Lili's room, they saw Niu Lili lying on the bathroom floor with a pale face and no breath.

The bathtub next to Niu Lili was filled with cold water, and the water inside was still overflowing as the water flowed slowly from the faucet above.

Gao Feng walked up to Zhao Ke, grabbed his collar, and shouted, "What's going on here, tell me clearly, boy?"

Zhao Ke said sadly: "Before I slapped her in front of everyone, although she was at fault first, but after calming down and thinking about it, I also felt that I had gone too far, so I wanted to follow She apologized. Unexpectedly, when I went to the third floor, I found her room door was wide open. After entering the door, I heard the sound of running water. I followed the sound of running water into the bathroom, but saw her collapsed by the bathtub , half of her body was buried in the bathtub filled with water. When I pulled her out of the bathtub, she had no breath."

Zhao Ke showed a look of extreme remorse, "It's all my fault, if it wasn't for the fact that I slapped her in public before, she wouldn't have thought about committing suicide."

"Why do you think she committed suicide?" Gao Gao said, holding Zhao Ke by the collar and pulling him to the side of Niu Lili's body, bent down and raised Niu Lili's head slightly with the other hand, "You Didn't you see the traces of the rope being strangled on her neck? This is obviously a homicide!"

"I, I was so flustered that I didn't notice it." Seeing those shallow strangle marks, Zhao Ke's eyes widened, as if a little shocked, "It's terrible, who killed her?"

"You think I'm stupid!" Gao Feng yelled angrily, and threw Zhao Ke to the ground, "When Niu Lili died, you were the only one who left the hall, obviously, this is a love killing caused by a couple's quarrel. "

"Killing for life is justified!" As soon as Gao Feng finished speaking, he reached out and pulled out the gun that killed Jiang Gan before, pointing at Zhao Ke.

"No, not me, I really didn't kill her."

Zhao Ke sat on the ground in horror and took two steps back, raising his hand as if to block the muzzle of the black hole, his tone full of despair.

"and many more!"

Just when Gao Feng was about to take the opportunity to get rid of another distracting item besides Zhao Ke, a sudden voice made him pause, he turned his head to look at Yan Shaoqing, and asked with a confused expression, "What's wrong, don't you Are there any disagreements?"

"Officer Gao, haven't you noticed?" Yan Shaoqing frowned and said anxiously, "Since this morning, there seems to be a person who has been missing."

"Who?" Gao Feng asked.

Yan Shaoqing: "The manager of this ancient castle, Uncle He."

"Damn it, this phone doesn't work at all. What's the matter with calling someone? That old guy is really a liar."

A man with a bird's nest head angrily raised the landline telephone set on the reception desk, and fell to the ground violently as if venting his anger. The phone fell into pieces, and the parts rolled out of it were already rotten. Deformed and rusty.

The man's name was Song Cheng, and he was a reporter for a tabloid newspaper. He wanted to take advantage of the first operation of the castle to make a big news, but he didn't know that he encountered such a bad thing.

This time the news is big enough, but first, he must be able to leave alive.

As soon as Zhou Ping entered the hall after treating the wound, a microphone rolled to his feet.

In order to prevent further accidents, Zhou Ping did not dare to use the mirror in the bathroom when treating the wound, but took a selfie with his mobile phone, so it took a little longer, and who knew that when he came out, he saw this scene.

But one thing Zhou Ping has specifically confirmed is that he didn't find any green stripes on his back, maybe the stripes just disappeared, or Yan Shaoqing was deceiving him from the beginning.

Zhou Ping glanced at Yan Shaoqing thoughtfully, then immediately looked away.He looked around at the people sitting around the room, and asked with a puzzled face: "What happened again? Didn't they say that they went back to their rooms and waited? Why are they still gathered in the living room with such solemn expressions?"

"Niu Lili is dead, and Uncle He, the administrator of the castle, is missing. I asked that kid to try to make a phone call just now, but it didn't work." Gao Feng explained.

Zhou Ping speculates that the old castle they are in should be the performance area. According to the rules of horror movies, it is absolutely impossible for NPCs alone to find a way to leave the performance area, and ghosts cannot leave the performance area, so the only certainty is Even Uncle He must still be in this old castle.

"You said Uncle He, I saw him when I got up this morning, he must still be in this old castle." Zhou Ping raised his eyebrows, "Since he wants to play hide-and-seek, let's find him."

Everyone found Uncle He in the storage room on the first floor, but he was already dead.There was a hole the size of an egg on the back of Uncle He's head. The wound looked very strange, as if it was pierced by something sharp like a fishhook, and then pulled out from inside.

In desperation, everyone had no choice but to return to the living room again and discuss how to leave together.

Although they are now trapped in this old castle, fortunately, after an inventory, the food reserves here are still sufficient, and there is no shortage of drinking water. It is not a problem for a few people to survive for ten days and a half months.

Besides, it was agreed at the beginning that they would stay in the castle for five days. If they didn't go back after five days, other relatives and friends would be suspicious. When the time came, people would be sent to find them, and they would be saved naturally.

But the biggest problem is that this old castle seems to be full of murderous intentions everywhere. In less than two days, six people died one after another, which made everyone very anxious.

In order to prevent the murderer from committing another murder, the best way is to gather in the living room for a few days and avoid acting alone until rescue arrives.

"What the hell is this place? Not only is there an infectious disease, but there is also a murderer hiding there. I thought I could find inspiration for my creations here, but I didn't expect to find myself in this muddy water. How could I be so unlucky!"

Wang Fu shook the pile of fat on his body sadly and resentfully, sat down on the sofa, and took a plate of mung bean cake from the table. His heart was so sad that he could only turn his grief into appetite.

"Wait, don't eat yet!"

Zhou Ping suddenly reached out and grabbed Wang Fu's arm, and the mung bean cake that was close at hand stopped in front of Wang Fu's mouth. Wang Fu glanced at the mung bean cake longingly, then looked at Zhou Ping with resentment, a little displeased said, "What's the matter, brother?"

"Don't you find it strange that so many things have happened? How can there be so many accidents at the same time. I think we should stop entangled in the matter of infectious diseases, but change our thinking." Zhou Pingyi Said solemnly.

"What do you mean?" Wang Fu was a little puzzled.

"I've said it a long time ago. It's not like an infectious disease. It's just because of Li Lei's death that I suspect that I made a mistake. But thinking about what happened in the past two days, maybe it wasn't me who made a mistake, but It’s because there was no so-called infectious disease from the very beginning,” Zhou Ping said.

"Just kidding, how do you say the driver and Li Lei died?"

Wang Fu was somewhat disdainful of what Zhou Ping said. At first it was Zhou Ping who said that there was no infectious disease, then it was Zhou Ping who said that there was no infectious disease, and now it was Zhou Ping who said that there was no infectious disease. This person is probably not a doctor, but a quack doctor.

Wang Fu pulled his arm violently, and he broke away from Zhou Ping's shackles, ready to continue to put the piece of mung bean cake that he hadn't had time to taste into his mouth.

"Poison!"

Zhou Ping's words made Wang Fu startled, his big hand shook, and the mung bean cake in his hand rolled to the ground.

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