After the retired judge enters the escape game

This is Qi Wuguo's second night in the game space, and he still hasn't slept well.

The protagonist of this game seems to be a very sensitive person. The bed uses a curtain, which is still a blackout model.

The entire bed was covered tightly, and the mosquito net was covered with a blackout part, so that the light from the street lamps outside could not let in the slightest bit.

Qi Wuguo stared at the pitch-black place in a daze, thinking in his heart that this person probably belongs to the type who can't sleep with a little light, otherwise how could he surround the bed so tightly.

When he went downstairs to take a shower just now, he found that the bathroom became inexplicably cleaner, the hair at the drain hole was gone, and the mold on the ceiling was also gone.

At that time, Qi Wuguo had a feeling that perhaps the owner of those hands had left.Not leaving the bathroom, but leaving the space.

Now lying in bed, this feeling is even more obvious.

Thinking of this, Qi Wuguo didn't feel relaxed, but felt more and more heavy.

In his original idea, there are two possibilities for the main line of the game, one is the line of roommates, and the other is the line of strange stories in the girls' dormitory.

Qi Wuguo hopes that the main thread is related to the girls' dormitory. He thinks the roommate thread will be more troublesome. To be precise, Duan Li brings him a strong sense of crisis.

It is the best thing not to conflict with Duan Li.

Now it seems impossible, the key to leaving the game may lie in the roommate Duan Li.

Qi Wuguo sighed, and felt that the drowsiness that had been vaguely drowsy even flew out of nowhere.

He turned over and changed to a sleeping position on his stomach, and stuffed his hands into the pillow case inadvertently.

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Qi Wuguo's fingertips touched a strange tactile sensation, like how many pieces of paper?

He sat up directly and turned on the flashlight function of the phone. Anyway, the blackout curtain works very well, so there is no need to worry about affecting Duan Li.

Sure enough, inside the pillowcase were the sheets of paper that were missing from the diary.

Qi Wuguo opened the carefully folded paper and was slightly taken aback.

The words on the paper were numerous and chaotic. Looking carefully, except for a few lines of neat words above, the rest of the blank space was densely written with Duan Li's name.

Ruthless, cruel, cruel, cruel...

Qi Wuguo frowned slightly, because this kind of obsession with breaking through directly felt a little oppressive.

He didn't understand what it was to have such strong feelings, to go crazy for another person.Qi Wuguo's philosophy of life is to gain one's luck and lose one's life, nothing is indispensable.

Qi Wuguo settled down and found useful information from these messy handwriting.

Sure enough, on this day, the owner of the diary confessed his love to Duan Li, with the courage to put all his eggs in one basket.As expected, Duan Li coldly rejected him.

Qi Wuguo turned to the next sheet, the words on it still covered the paper, but the content was somewhat different.

From "Duan Li" to "Stay with me".

Apart from these spell-like words, there is no useful information on this piece of paper.

Qi Wuguo turned over again, and a small paper bag fell out.

He opened the paper bag and found a lock of hair and some nail fragments inside.The hair is very short, only about two or three centimeters, but it was carefully arranged and tied with a ribbon.

The hair in front of her eyes is Duan Li's without asking.

I don't know how the owner of the diary collected it, maybe when he followed Duan Li to the barbershop.As for the nails, it might be the trash can under Duan Li's desk.

Qi Wuguo had an indescribable expression on his face. At this moment, he felt like a pervert.Although he didn't do it, he is the one who plays this role now.

On the next page, the purpose of hair and nails is explained.

The piece of paper was not so messy after all. There was a magic spell written on it. The source of the magic spell was an ancient book handed down by the owner of the diary.

The general content is to collect people's hair and nails, burn them into ashes and mix them with a spell and drink them. After seven days, that person will always be by the side of the spell caster, and they will not be separated even if they die.

Qi Wuguo rested his fingers on the lock of hair, thinking for a long time.

If this incident happened in the real world, it would probably be nothing more than a delusion under desperate circumstances.

The situation is different now, this is a ghostly escape game where all kinds of incredible things can happen.

Duan Li's strange attitude these days, nine out of ten is because the sorcery has started to work.

Things seemed to be getting more troublesome, Qi Wuguo's eyes fell on the word "death" again, now Duan Li is coming back as a living person, or just a soul.

If Duan Li is already dead, if he agrees to be with him, he will definitely be dragged into the abyss of death.

But if you flatly refuse, and make a move that violates the character design, it probably won't end well.

Qi Wuguo put away the papers spread on the bed, and fell down on the bed with a sad face.

How to relieve worries, only Zhou Gong.

Maybe a little sleep will give you a solution.

Tick-tick-tick-

In the distracted void, the sound of water droplets sounded again.

Qi Wuguo couldn't sleep at first, and he felt even more irritable when he heard the sound of water droplets.

The sound was very close, so close that it seemed to be right next to my ear.

this voice?It wasn't coming from the pipes on the balcony at all, but overhead.It was the sound of water dripping on the blackout curtain overhead, absolutely.

Qi Wuguo listened for a while, and the more he listened, the more energetic he became, he sat up and went to lift the bed curtain under the upset.

He put his hand on it, and when his fingers touched the outer part, Qi Wuguo stopped.

The fingertips seemed to be damp and sticky.

Qi Wuguo withdrew his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, there was a fishy smell.

Blood?

Qi Wuguo felt that now was not the right time to go out, and a lot of cannon fodder in horror movies died of curiosity when he didn't grasp the situation.

He took out a piece of paper in the dark, wiped his fingers and lay back.

Qi Wuguo closed his eyes and began to fall asleep. He took the strange sound of water droplets as a sound to help him fall asleep, and counted to fall asleep, the effect was quite good.

When his consciousness fell into sleep, such a thought appeared in his mind.

The next day Qi Wuguo overslept again, and when he woke up, there was no one in the dormitory.

He didn't get out of bed, but pulled the bed curtain and looked around, and then looked at the top of the mosquito net. There was nothing but dust.

There was no blood or water stains, and even the piece of paper thrown beside the pillow was clean and white, with no trace of blood wiped off.

This result is not too unexpected. It is just that the five senses are affected, not real blood.

Qi Wuguo glanced at the opposite bed, it was still as clean as if no one had ever lived in it.

The laptop on the desk was turned on, and Duan Li had changed out of the clothes he wore yesterday, and they had not been washed on the back of the chair.

Qi Wuguo walked over, took a look at the clothes, and found a trace of white on the hem.From the feeling of touch, it should be white ash on the wall.

He put down his clothes and glanced at the computer, which showed news related to the serial car accident on the highway.

When Qi Wuguo returned to the dormitory after washing, Duan Li still didn't come back.

Qi Wuguo thought for a while, sat down at Duan Li's desk, and began to watch the news.

This website opened a special topic to report on the serial car accident, the rescue operation has ended, and the highway has been reopened to traffic.

After a day, more high-definition pictures were released, and there were many videos uploaded by netizens and uncoded blood type pictures in the news comments.

Qi Wuguo was watching seriously when his cell phone rang again, and the caller displayed on the screen was Zheng Hua.

He paused before picking up the phone.

"Hey, Zheng Hua, are you all right?"

"Huh? What can we do?"

The voice over there sounded normal and full of doubts.

Qi Wuguo said: "Serial car accident, I saw your car on the news."

"You said this. We are all fine. After getting off the expressway, we transferred to the bus and went to the scenic spot."

Zheng Hua's explanation sounded reasonable, Qi Wuguo said: "It's fine."

"No fault, I have something to tell you, calm down..."

"kindness."

"Duan Li... was killed."

Without waiting for Qi Wuguo to react, Zheng Hua began to chatter.

"The information I got from the counselor has confirmed that Duan Li has boarded the plane... You, don't be too sad, I have always known that you treat Duan Li differently."

The expression on Qi Wuguo's face changed slightly, Zheng Hua actually knew about the protagonist's obsession with Duan Li?

"I'm fine."

Qi Wuguo had no expression on his face, but his tone was suppressed with a trace of sadness, and his acting skills were quite good.

Zheng Hua on the other side of the phone became even more nervous, and said, "Why not, Wu Wei and I will hurry back to accompany you..."

"Wu Wei?"

It's okay for Zheng Hua to rush back to accompany him, but how could Wu Wei, who has always been at odds with Qi Wuguo, do this?

Zheng Hua also heard Qi Wuguo's doubts, and said, "Wu Wei has a bad mouth, and Duan Li is our roommate. At this moment, don't have conflicts because of the previous things."

Before Qi Wuguo could speak, Zheng Hua continued, "Shall we go back and accompany you?"

In the void, Wu Wei's voice also sounded.

"Go back and accompany you, okay?"

Qi Wuguo listened to the strange voice in the receiver, and his eyes fell on the computer screen.

It was a photo taken by a netizen, it was not coded, and it was very bloody.

In the photo is a white commercial vehicle. This car is very unlucky, with large trucks at the front and rear.

Under the impact of dozens of tons of trucks, the commercial vehicle, which was originally four or five meters long, was squeezed to less than one meter.In this case, the people inside cannot have a chance of survival.

This netizen is very courageous and has no sense of morality. He took more than one photo.

Qi Wuguo moved the mouse and saw the picture below.

The next picture is a close-up. The person in the driver's seat was caught in a pile of scrap iron, with his head tilted, obviously dead.His hand was lying aside weakly, holding a mobile phone in his palm.

The driver's face was smeared with blood beyond recognition, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Qi Wuguo knew who this person was, the clothes on his body were exactly the same as when Zheng Hua left the day before yesterday, and the mobile phone in his hand was also the same as that used by Zheng Hua.

The person in the co-driver was not wearing a seat belt, and half of his body smashed through the windshield and landed on the front cover of the car. He was obviously dead.

This person is Wu Wei.

After reading these pictures, Qi Wuguo sighed.

The voice on the phone still didn't stop.

"Shall we come back to accompany you? Okay?"

Qi Wuguo finally spoke and said, "No need, I want to be alone."