After the retired judge enters the escape game

When eleven came up, his expression was very calm.He glanced at the situation inside and said, "Very good."

Qi Wuguo frowned and glanced at Eleven, and asked, "Shouldn't the police call the police if someone is dead?"

Eleven was taken aback for a moment, as if hearing an unimaginable question and the data was messed up.After a long pause, he replied: "People who have not been screened cannot enter this place."

Qi Wuguo rubbed his chin and found that this place is interesting: "Screening? That's really an honor. It seems that we are all the lucky ones who have passed the screening. Eleven, I am actually quite unlucky, can you tell me a little bit more? , What is the mechanism of this screening?"

He smiled, showing a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Please understand the excitement of being an African chief who passed the screening the only time."

Eleven looked at Qi Wuguo, and after a long time, he said, "Sorry, I made a mistake just now, this is a suicide case, there is no need to call the police."

"..."

Qi Wuguo stared dumbfounded at the NPC who changed his words on the spot, then ignored him and went downstairs directly.

He glanced at Duan Li and said, "Why is this NPC like this? The question I just asked should obviously trigger the plot. How can he still be so obstinate?"

Qi Wuguo's expression was too aggrieved, Duan Li turned his head to the side, and coughed lightly with his fist against his lips before suppressing the urge to laugh out loud.

"Probably your question touches the core thread of the game."

Qi Wuguo was a little upset, and said: "Sure enough, the game planner is always a shameless existence, and will do everything to prolong the game time."

Duan Li raised his hand and touched his nose, inexplicably feeling that he had been personally attacked.

During the conversation between the two, Eleven walked up with the other two employees.

The players just stood at the door of the room, watching a few NPCs skillfully lift the corpse out, leaving one person to clean the bathroom.

But in just 10 minutes, the bathroom on the second floor returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, finally Qi Wuguo broke the silence and said, "After washing up, let's go down and have breakfast."

After speaking, he walked into the bloody bathroom just now without hesitation.

In today's restaurant, serving food is a bit slow, probably because there is one less employee who is too busy.

While waiting, Qi Wuguo remembered something and asked, "Speaking of which, did you dream last night?"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed a little.

Ma Shanshan was the first to speak, and said, "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten up so early."

But Fu Han asked: "From what you said, it must be a dream, right?"

Qi Wuguo nodded, and said: "What happened in this dream seems to be related to the theme of our room. I guess this may be the real design of our characters."

Hearing what he said, everyone at the table showed expressions of sudden realization, and then began to think.After they sorted out their thoughts, they recounted the dreams of last night one by one.

Ma Shanshan was a college student in her dream, her family background was not very good, but her roommates were from good family backgrounds.In her dream, she went from low self-esteem at the beginning of school to unbalanced mentality, and then to trying to make money to dress up, but these were still unable to support her to live a life like a roommate.

In Hou Jiayun's dream, she is a white-collar worker who has just joined the job. The boss is very harsh, and the old employees of the company also try their best to oppress her. In order to survive, she can only swallow her anger.

Fu Han was a child in his dream, about seven or eight years old, very mischievous, and his parents were a relatively strong and authoritarian type, who always only suppressed education for their children.

To make matters worse, the child next door to his family is a typical child from the next door. He is the same age as him, but he is always the first in grade. He can play the piano and has participated in English speeches on behalf of the school.

The Fu Han in the dream will always appear as a control group in the mouth of his parents who are neighbors in the community.

Shi Menghui's dream character is an otaku who doesn't have a regular job and earns some money by leveling games, but his hobby is eating besides playing games.It's just that his game power leveling income is not stable, and there are often times when he is too poor to afford instant noodles.

This is a very torturous thing for a person whose hobby is food, but he still doesn't want to go out of the house to find a job.

After listening to everyone's narration, Qi Wuguo frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Ma Shanshan's room is full of various clothes and other supplies, which are what the character in her dream lacks and desires, and so is Shi Menghui.

Hou Jiayun and Fu Han's dream, but temporarily unable to find the relationship with the theme of the room.

At this moment, Eleven and two other employees walked in with dinner trays.

Breakfast is served in separate meals. In front of each person is a bowl of porridge, a stack of side dishes, and two steamed buns.

After the dishes were served on Shishi, he said, "I have something to discuss with you later, please have dinner."

Qi Wuguo's thoughts were interrupted, but he didn't have the mind to think about the things in his dream, and there was no point in trying to contact him if he didn't have enough information.

Everyone put aside the things in their dreams and began to drink porridge. Perhaps Shi Menghui had a psychological shadow about the soup yesterday and these runny foods.

After carefully sifting through the bowl containing the porridge with a spoon, he found that there was nothing in it, so he took a sip in peace.

But half a minute later, yesterday's scene reappeared.

Shi Menghui threw the steamed stuffed bun back on the dinner plate, frowned, and said, "What's the matter with the steamed stuffed bun?"

This time Qi Wuguo sat beside him, took a look, and found that his bitten bun showed a strange black object.

This unknown object doesn't look like something that would be used as stuffing for buns, it looks a bit like an eye.

The more Shi Menghui looked at it, the more he felt uncomfortable. He slapped the table and shouted loudly: "Boss! Boss! What's going on with you?"

Eleven soon appeared at the door of the restaurant. His expression did not change because of Shi Menghui's bad attitude, but he asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Shi Menghui said: "What's the matter with this bun? What are you feeding us?"

Qi Wuguo looked at Shi Menghui's expression, raised his eyebrows, and found that the old player was actually quite organized.

Shi Menghui was spreading information. Although his voice was loud, the muscle lines of his face and neck were relaxed, which showed that he was not in a state of extreme anger.

Eleven finished listening and said, "I'm sorry, I'll let Xiao Deng, the kitchen chef, take care of it."

A few minutes later, Xiao Deng, a kitchen employee, came over.

Shi Menghui asked directly: "When I drank the soup yesterday, there were worms in it, and today there are strange things in the steamed stuffed bun. You'd better give me an explanation."

Xiao Deng said: "Yesterday's soup used wild mushrooms dug from the mountain. There were bugs that were probably not cleaned when cleaning. Xiao Li was the one who washed the vegetables. Would you like her to come over and explain?"

"..."

The corner of Shi Menghui's mouth twitched, Xiao Li was the employee who died in the bathtub this morning, how dare he say yes.In this haunted space where ghosts are rampant, if he says yes, maybe Xiao Li can really come and explain.

It's just that it's not coming here as a living person.

"As for this bun."

Xiao Deng walked over directly, took the chopsticks and separated the buns completely, one eye rolled out from the stuffing.

The eyeballs are not very big and look like fish eyes.

He said: "The steamed buns are made of fish caught in the lake. The meat is tender and delicious without any fishy smell. The only drawback is that there are too many thorns, so I use a broken wall cooking machine to smash the whole fish to make steamed stuffed buns."

Speaking of this, Xiao Deng paused: "But there seems to be something wrong with the cooking machine, so the eyeball was not completely broken. I apologize for this, it is my work mistake."

After explaining, Xiao Deng turned around and left the restaurant without waiting for Shi Menghui to say more.

Shi Menghui sat back, staring at the swarthy fish eyes on the plate, suddenly felt no appetite.

He put down his chopsticks and said, "Forget it, don't eat."

After breakfast, Eleven showed up in the restaurant on time.

He said: "I believe everyone has seen the little accident this morning. Xiao Li is gone, and there will be a small problem with the normal operation of the homestay."

Qi Wuguo said: "I have a solution for this. If I don't open the recruitment, I think the living conditions of the villagers below are not very good. It is also good for everyone to get rich together if we can generate income."

Eleven glanced at him, then turned his head silently: "As I said before, you didn't come to this place for pleasure. Now you need someone to take over Xiao Li's job, otherwise, please leave here."

Qi Wuguo was about to speak, but he saw that Eleven didn't look at this side at all, but turned and left directly, the back view revealed a bit of haste.

Qi Wuguo looked at Duan Li and said, "Why do I feel like I've been discriminated against by NPCs?"

Duan Li said: "You think too much."

Leaving aside why Eleven hastily left, the focus now is which player will replace Xiao Li's work.

After all, Eleven has already said that if no player is willing to take over Xiao Li's job, everyone will be driven away.This is not a question of leaving this place. One of the judgments of the ghost space for the failure of the game is to leave the place where the main plot of the game takes place.

Therefore, leaving Paradise Village means death.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, but no one was willing to take the initiative to stand up.This is also understandable, after all, Xiao Li died not long ago, so it would be unlucky to take over her job.

After a few minutes, Fu Han said, "Why don't we draw lots?"

His proposal was unanimously agreed by everyone, and the lottery was the fairest.

The result of the lottery came out soon, and Qi Wuguo held the grass in his hand, which was obviously shorter than everyone else, and his shoulders slumped.

"Actually, I think the lottery is a kind of discrimination against African chiefs."

Of course, he is just complaining, he still has the basic spirit of contract, and he will not play tricks.