After a max-level boss mistakenly enters the infinite game

Outside the window, dark clouds filled the air, a strong wind blew, and the mottled leaves were blown into messy shapes by the wind, as if a big tree was about to rise from the ground in the next second.

Lightning fell, illuminating this strange and lonely hotel in the wilderness.

Priscilla was wearing a silk pajamas, leaning lazily on the back of a chair, looking around.

This is the lobby of the hotel. There are seven people, including him, sitting around a round table. There is a piece of paper and a pen in front of each person.

An old man, a high school boy, a middle-aged man in a suit, a girl in a floral dress, a short-haired young man with colorful arms, and a young man wearing a surgical gown.

Everyone's eyes were full of confusion and fear.

I'm confused because I don't know why it appears here.

I was frightened because there was a large rattan suitcase in the middle of the hall.

The suitcase was open, revealing a long-haired woman with a pale face and her limbs folded inside in an extremely twisted posture.

The woman was wearing a red dress. There were obvious finger pinch marks on both sides of her neck, and there were varying degrees of bruises and corpse spots on her body.

He should have been strangled to death.

Everyone looked around in panic at this strange room and the strange people around them. When they saw Bai Lixin, everyone's eyes showed surprise, and even the fear on their faces was diluted a lot.

Priscilla looks to be only about 21 or 22 years old. Her facial features are stunning and beautiful, but she doesn't feel feminine at all.

He has a slender and handsome figure, and there is a lazy aristocratic temperament in every gesture. He can attract all the attention just by sitting there leisurely.

The slender black eyes are like sea water covered with a layer of mist, mysterious and unpredictable.

Perhaps he had just been awakened, and the young man leaned lazily on the back of the chair. He lowered his eyes, his thick black eyelashes trembled slightly in the air, and there were some ripples at the end of his eyes. The dim light swept down, illuminating the

His soft, flaxen hair was shrouded in a hazy golden light.

Absolutely beautiful and pure.

Like a stunning work of art displayed in a museum, or like an ink fairy coming out of a scroll.

【Ding!】

While several people were in a daze, an unexpected sound suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.

The next second, the electronic sound sounded.

[Welcome to all players to enter the immersive escape game. I am the service system that will accompany you until the end of the game. This round is a warm-up mini-game. After clearing the level, you can enter the first trial mission. After the trial mission is completed, you can enter the game lobby. 】

[The background of the story is posted below.]

[One rainy night, seven strange travelers were trapped in a hotel. In the hotel, you found a female body, and the murderer was among the seven of you. 】

[Requirements for passing the level: Find the murderer, fill in his name on the paper, and the person who fills it in correctly wins the game and can get points as a reward. ]

[Friendly reminder: Points can be used to redeem game props.]

[The player with the most votes or the player who fills in the wrong information will be deemed to have failed the game, and players who fail the game will be punished.]

[Limited to 24 hours, please do not leave the hotel during the game, otherwise it will be regarded as a foul, and the offender will be punished. 】

[Punishment method: beheading.]

[The game process has been synchronized to the novice area of ​​the game live broadcast room. I wish all players a happy game. 】

The electronic sound stopped abruptly.

The radio in the hotel emitted a very chronological sound of "ting, ting, ting, ting", "The following is a missing person notice. The characteristics are as follows: female, thin, about 165cm tall, long hair, age 20 years old, missing body

Wearing a red dress and having a history of mild mental illness, if you find out, please call 01-xxxxx and we will be grateful."

The announcer's voice was cold, and a burst of thunder suddenly sounded outside the window. The girl in a floral skirt was so frightened that she covered her head and screamed, "Where is this? I was in the office just now, were we kidnapped?"

?”

However, her question obviously had no effect, and the person who responded to her was confused.

Everyone has no idea how they got here, and everyone's face is not very pretty.

The man in the suit looked around him and took a deep breath: "Otherwise, everyone can tell us how we got here? Even if we are kidnapped, with certain information we can know why we are encountering these things."

The cold sound of electricity just now came from above their heads, but when he looked up, there were no wiring at all except for the triangular beams that were about to fall apart. Even the lights that illuminated the hotel were old-fashioned kerosene lamps.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the man in the suit continued to speak, "Since it was my suggestion, I'll go first. My name is Zhou Guang, and I'm a lawyer. I just finished a court session today, and I was driving back home just a second ago.

On the way home.”

After the man in the suit finished speaking, the air fell into silence again.

He licked the corners of his dry lips with some embarrassment, looked around and then focused on the girl in the floral skirt. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a roar.

The man with the flowery arm slapped the table: "Fuck, kidnapping is nothing! How could we sit here properly if we were kidnapped? Which kidnapping show on TV didn't involve the hands tied, the legs tied, and the face covered?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

"Are you stupid?" The flower-armed man casually took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "If you have trouble finding the police, don't you know how to call the police?"

Zhou Guang was stunned for a moment.

Mobile phone? It’s still there? Why didn’t he think of it?

Not only Zhou Guang, but also the old man, the girl, the man in surgical clothes, and the high school boy who had been sitting just now also took out their mobile phones from their pockets.

After a while, five mobile phones were placed on the table, and the signals in the upper right corner showed a big "×".

"What kind of remote mountainous forest is this? It doesn't even have a signal." The flower-armed man threw the phone on the table, "You can't get through, so don't waste your efforts."

The hopes that had just been raised among everyone were extinguished again.

"My name is Shen Gudao, and I am a university teacher who has retired for many years." Just when he thought the atmosphere had returned to freezing point, the old man said, "I was practicing calligraphy before I came here."

"Also, I'm not a murderer."

The old man pushed his right sleeve towards the middle of the table, revealing the ink-stained cuff.

His hands kept shaking: "I have Parkinson's disease and can't even hold a pen steady. How could I kill a young woman and stuff her into a box?"

The two of them spoke one after another, and the girl in the floral skirt spoke, "My name is Li Cancan. I am 25 years old. I am currently interning in an information company. I was working overtime in the company before coming here."

After she finished speaking, she added: "I am not a murderer either."

High school boy: "My name is Xia Chi, a student. I just finished the college entrance examination. I have never killed anyone."

The man in surgical clothes also wore bloody medical latex gloves on his hands. When it was his turn, he quickly took off the gloves and gave a stiff smile, "My name is Liang Xi. Yes, I am a veterinarian.

, I was cutting the male cat's balls when I came here. This blood is cat blood, not human blood! I didn't kill the human."

Although the introduction was very sloppy, at least I knew his name and occupation.

In the hall, only the man with the flowery arm and the good-looking young man were left without introduction.

The flower-armed man said a little irritably, "My name is Yang Hao. I am in the capital circulation business. I am too lazy to kill people."

Li Cancan repeated, "Fund flow?"

The man in the suit pursed his lips and explained: "It is what is commonly known as 'loan sharking'. I have fought several such lawsuits before. Loan sharks like to give themselves a high-sounding name."

The tattooed man glared at Zhou Guang, "That's all a matter of your own free will. What's the problem?"

"You are not the murderer, right?" Shen Gudao, a retired teacher, paused and said, "Isn't it common among the people that debt collectors kill debtors because they have borrowed loan sharks at usurious rates and failed to repay them?"

Everyone looked at the man with the flowery arm.

The flower-armed man was unhappy. He glared at Shen Gudao and said, "Damn old man, don't slander people here. Which of your eyes saw me killing people?"

The fingertips of the flower-armed man were tapping hard on the table. He anxiously took out the soft-leaf huazi from his pocket, smoked one and lit it. He held the cigarette between his index and middle fingers and cursed at the old man: "If you say one more thing, you won't be able to protect everything."

I really want to kill someone."

White smoke rose from the cigarette end into the air.

The old man's face turned pale, and he shivered and said no more. However, everyone's expressions changed, and the eyes looking at the man with the flowery arm were full of suspicion.

In the hall, there was no other sound except the whistling outside.

The girl covered her nose and said bravely: "Um, can you put out the cigarette?"

The flower-armed man glared at her: "This is Hua Zi!"

Then, he glanced around with fierce eyes, "What are you looking at? Do you doubt me?! Just wait, I'll call the police now. It's the 22nd century, how can there be no signal coverage?

The place?"

He snorted coldly as he spoke, picked up his phone, walked to the window, and suddenly opened the window.

In an instant, strong winds poured in from all directions.

The kerosene lamp was blown to and fro, and the shadows of the people were reflected on the wall, like aliens baring their teeth and claws, barking restlessly.

The wind was making a lot of noise by the window, and the man with the flowery arm was moving his cell phone to find a signal. The cold wind poured in from the window, and Li Cancan shrank his shoulders physiologically due to the cold.

When the man in the suit saw this, he was about to close the window, but the man with the flowery arms suddenly shouted, "Come quickly, there is a signal here!"

I saw that his left hand holding the mobile phone had already stretched out the window, "Fuck, there's still a little bit left."

Hua Zi was put in his mouth, and the burning cigarette butt was particularly bright under the strong wind.

Then he cursed vaguely and kept his eyes fixed on the screen.

After hearing this, the man in the suit, the old man and the veterinarian quickly got up and came behind the man with the flowery arm, and found that the signal was jumping back and forth between one bar and "×".

Several people's eyes suddenly lit up.

He's right, there really is a signal here!

No matter who locked them up in this hellish place, as long as there is a signal, they can call for help, and the police will definitely be able to find them based on their location!

"I would like to advise you not to get too close to the outside." Just when everyone was overjoyed, a voice came from behind everyone.

The voice was slightly hoarse and lazy, as soft as a Persian cat that had just woken up.

Everyone turned around and saw the beautiful young man in pajamas standing up and dragging his chair back a few centimeters to avoid the wind. "The system just said that you will be punished if you leave the hotel."

The flower-armed man was still holding the window with one hand and had already leaned out more than half of his body.

Although he didn't believe the young man's words, he was still amazed by the beauty of the other party. The man with the flowery arm couldn't help but soften his voice: "Little beauty, are you worried about my brother? Don't be afraid, my brother will protect you."

The strong wind was raging outside the window, making the man's clothes roll up and make a sound.

The flower-armed man held up his mobile phone, grinning and looking up and down Bailixin with malicious eyes, "When brother rescues you, you have to thank him properly. I'm not afraid of these pretentious things, and doesn't it say leave?

?As long as my feet are in the house, it doesn’t count as leaving..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

[Ding! The player has been found to have violated the rules of the game and has been punished. Punishment method: beheading.]

A round head fell from the air, and the next second, the body of the flower-armed man fell outside the hotel under the influence of gravity.

[Remind all players again, please abide by the rules of the game and are prohibited from leaving the hotel.]

Everyone stared blankly at the scene that suddenly happened in front of them.

The air was dead silent.

The expression of the man with flowery arms is very strange, half with a lewd smile, and half with the fear of death.

The two expressions were tangled together, making his entire face become ferociously distorted.

On the corpse on the ground, the neck was neatly cut off by something, and blood spurted out from the neck!

The man in a suit was the first to come back to his senses. He quickly closed the window with trembling arms and sat back in his seat first. Several others returned to their seats in a daze after a while.

A few seconds later, Li Cancan finally collapsed and cried, "What the hell is this? I just don't want to go to work, but if compared to this, I would rather go to work."

The faces of the other people are not very pretty either.

The flower-armed man had just told them personally that this ghostly voice was not bluffing at all.

They may have really fallen into a weird game that cannot be explained by science, and this game is more stringent than they imagined. It cannot tolerate others using text loopholes to play tricks on it!

So what the system just said is true? Is there really a murderer lurking among them?!

For a moment, the people who realized this felt their scalps numb, and their eyes were already alert when they looked at the people around them.

"My name is Bai Lixin," the beautiful young man said when everyone almost collapsed, "I am an... administrator. I was sleeping before I came here."

The young man's voice still had the same lazy tone, as if he couldn't cheer up.

He was leaning on the back of the chair, his dark eyes were calm, and he seemed not to be surprised or afraid at all by the strange things happening in front of him.

Infected by the young man's calmness, the emotions of the panicked people gradually relaxed a lot.

Li Cancan stared directly at Baili Xin's slender neck: "Your surname is Bai?"

Baili Xin: "No, my surname is Baili, and my single name is Xin, which is Xin from King Zhou and Emperor Xin."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Maybe it was the benefit of living a long time. The old teacher was the first to calm down and said in a deep voice, "Maybe the murderer is the man with the flowery arms who died just now. I remember his name was Yang Hao."

"I just doubted him, and he walked to the window in a panic. If he wasn't guilty, why was he so eager? He just said he was looking for a signal. Is it possible that he saw the murder incident exposed and used it as a signal?

It’s an excuse to observe the terrain, but is it actually to find the right time to escape?”

One sentence brought everyone's hearts to their throats again, and even Li Cancan stopped crying.

Li Cancan: "Yes, the old gentleman is right, that Yang Hao is too suspicious. And didn't the system just say that this is just a warm-up game. It must not be difficult, the murderer should be Yang Hao."

Several people thought about it, and the more they thought about it, the more suspicious Yang Hao became.

"But we can't jump to conclusions without direct evidence," Liang Xi nervously licked the corners of his dry lips, "The system says that those with the most votes and those who fill in the wrong information will be punished."

"If, if we fill it in wrongly, we will end up like Yang Hao."

The scene fell into silence again, and a sense of oppression squeezed everyone's nerves in the stiff air.

"Can I check the time on your phone?" A lazy voice came from the old teacher's side, "I didn't take my phone with me when I went to bed."

The old teacher broke free from fear and looked up to find that Priscilla had stood behind him at some point.

Bai Lixin was about 185cm tall. Looking at the other party's gentle and jade-like eyes, the old teacher even vaguely saw stars in them.

Because of Parkinson's disease, Shen Gudao's hands were shaking a little. He turned on his phone and raised it, "It's 20:18 Beijing time now."

Bai Lixin looked at the phone screen calmly.

The upper left corner says China Mobile, the upper right corner shows signal and battery, and there are two rows of time display in the middle of the screen.

20:18 Beijing time

2025/09/16

Bai Lixin asked the others: "Are you guys at the same point?"

Several other people looked at their phones and nodded in unison.

Baili Xin's thick long eyelashes trembled slightly in the air, suppressing the expression in his pupils. He said nothing more and just walked straight to the body.

The thought of spending 24 hours in a hotel with this corpse made everyone feel goosebumps coming out of their skins.

Just when no one dared to move, Shen Gudao stood up tremblingly and walked behind Bai Lixin, "The corpse can't lie. Let's see what clues there are on the corpse first."

Mr. Shen's face turned pale, but he still held back and looked at it for a while, "There are two handprints on the neck of the corpse. The handprints are slightly larger, which can rule out Li Cancan, whose hand is smaller."

Li Cancan let out a long sigh of relief.

Bai Lixin continued: "In addition, the color of the fingerprints is very dark, and the neck of the deceased is slightly deformed. It can be seen that the murderer must be very strong."

Zhou Guang, a man in a suit: "Then exclude Teacher Shen."

Of seven suspects, only five remain.

Shen Gudao looked at it for a while and then returned to his seat, "I am old and my observation skills are not meticulous. I can only see so much."

Not long after, Priscilla also left the body. He walked around the hotel lobby and sat back down.

His originally lazy eyes swept over everyone, but now he was as sharp as a steel knife: "I know who the murderer is!"

Five pairs of eyes looked at Bailixin almost at the same time.

…

Outside the window, a flash of lightning flashed, followed by a loud bang!

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the sky seemed to have a hole, and the heavy rain fell in crackles, making the windows bang. It seemed that countless invisible hands were knocking on the doors and windows hurriedly, impatiently trying to invade this hotel.

The kerosene lamp flickered a few times, and the room flickered on and off, blending half of Prisin's body into the darkness.

Baili Xin's index finger gently touched the table, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

Li Cancan glanced at Bailixin's hand. His fingers were white and had distinct joints. The length and thickness of each knuckle were just right, making people unable to take their eyes away.

The flickering light shone on Bai Lixin's face, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the expression in her eyes.

Zhou Guang asked anxiously: "Who is the murderer?!"