I Develop A Detective Game And The Police Call Me To File

A group of people hurried to the painter's door and knocked hard on the painter's door.

But no matter how everyone shouted outside or knocked on the door, there was no response from inside.

"Could it be the painter's murderer this time?"

"I also feel that the weirdo killed the boss just now and ran away; this painter must follow suit!"

"But why? I always feel that these people died inexplicably, and killed people inexplicably."

"I guess it's because the game has just started, and many things haven't been revealed yet."

...

"It seems that there is no one inside, let's go get the spare key." The cropped man suggested.

The front desk nodded silently, and the cowgirl followed him to the first floor to get the spare key.

Soon, the two returned.

The moment the door of the room was opened, a strong smell of blood rushed over.

PDD had been prepared for this time, and he pinched his nose the moment the front desk opened the door.

Seeing other people frowning and feeling uncomfortable, PDD couldn't help but praise himself: "Hehehe, you see, it's wisdom! The NPC is still a little bit worse."

The room was dark, and the front desk expertly opened the door on the wall. Suddenly, a corpse hanging in the room appeared in front of everyone.

The corpse was dressed in a white dress, its entire face was smashed, its eyeballs fell out, its stomach was disembowelled, and blood flowed all over the place... Except for the appearance, it also looked like a human being, without any human appearance.

"PDD, look carefully! Is this woman the one you dreamed about before?"

"Brother, you are simply a talent. Just this smashed face, my own mother may not even know it, but you recognized it."

"It's really a bit like that woman's eyeballs fell off at that time, dripping with blood! She kept calling for help."

"So this is a metaphor? It means that PDD will recognize this girl in the first place, and maybe he can save her!"

"GIAO, PDD, you lost another girl!"

...

Watching the comments of the water friends in the live broadcast room.

PDD endured the severe visual and taste shocks and carefully observed the woman's appearance. He found that this woman was really the same as the girl who asked for help in his dream.

No wonder he thought this girl looked familiar when he first checked in at the front desk, but she was wearing a mask during the whole process, so he couldn't identify her carefully.

But from now on, he doesn't know this girl at all, why does this girl appear in his dream? Could it be that if he continues to play to the end, he will find that this girl is very important to him?

With many years of game experience, PDD thinks that it should be almost the same, unless it is a BUG by the game author. But for now, the sophistication and fun of this game are several blocks away from the popular games on the market, so it is impossible to make such a mistake!

"Hey hey, it looks like I really want to find a first-class game designer!"

PDD took a look at the number of people in his live broadcast room, and the number of people online has exceeded two million! !

Absolute record high! !

Although he has always been a big anchor, the number of people who usually watch the live broadcast online is generally maintained at hundreds of thousands, and sometimes hovers around one million at the peak. Had!

PDD originally thought that he was helping that water friend, but it turned out that someone else made him!

When this wave is over, he has to catch this water friend well, and give him a trial of new games in the future, which will definitely make him reach the peak in the history of live broadcasting!

Thoughts turn.

Huang Mao vomited and shouted sharply: "Painter! It must be a painter!"

A group of people agreed with Huang Mao's judgment.

They already knew yesterday that the door of the hotel is very thick, not only the sound insulation effect is very good, but once the door is closed, it cannot be opened by any other method except with a key.

That can kill in a painter's room, and they can't think of anyone but the painter himself.

"Painter, just lock it up! You can't escape at all!"

"Agreed, if I'm not a painter, I'll just eat shit!"

"Here's another cheating poop, the poop has been eaten by you gambling dogs and the price has risen!"

"It's reasonable, as a murderer, killing people in your own room is a bit too stupid!"

...

PDD mused.

He felt that the water friend's suspicion was justified. If he made it clear that he was the murderer, it would be over if he did it face to face. Why is it so complicated?

At this point, a pop-up window appears on the game screen.

[Mission release: Please choose the murderer you think within 30 minutes]

Below the letters, the code names of everyone present appeared.

The front desk, the boss, the weirdo, the cowgirl, the cut guy... damn it.

The whole mission is exactly the same as before, except for the dead.

"It's entirely possible that it's the front desk! There's a spare key at the front desk, don't forget!"

"It makes sense. The receptionist killed someone and then blamed the painter. It's reasonable!"

"PDD, scam the receptionist!"

PDD understood, and according to Shuiyou's suggestion, he suddenly jumped out and pointed at the front desk and said, "You are the murderer, right! You have a spare key!"

The front desk seemed to be terrified, his face was pale, and he stammered: "No...it's not me! I didn't kill anyone, I...I put away the spare key last night and went back to my room to rest!"

"Who can prove it?!" PDD asked again.

"I can prove it!"

PDD looked over in surprise and found that it was the cowboy girl who had the closest relationship with him.

The cowboy girl explained: "Just to prevent accidents, I have been resting on the sofa on the first floor last night. After putting the spare key at the front desk, I checked it out, and no one came down from the second floor all night, so impossible."

hiss! So perverted!

PDD took a second look at the cowboy girl, and lamented that the NPC's inner quality is a bit strong. The body of the boss on the first floor was placed on the table and was not dealt with at all. She actually stayed alone with a dead body all night.

"Wait, according to what you said, the painter never went downstairs at all? Then where did he go?!" asked the cropped man.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

There are only these rooms upstairs, and the weirdo's room is wide open, and steel guardrails are erected outside each window, and it is impossible to get out.

The only room that cannot be searched is the room of the hotel owner, but the owner died yesterday and even the key was broken, which means it is impossible to open the room!

So, did the painter disappear out of thin air? !

Thinking of this, PDD suddenly felt a little chill down his spine.

This game is really full of weirdness everywhere. When he thought it was a horror game, it was actually a suspenseful reasoning story. When he was immersed in the reasoning, he found that the game became extremely scary again.

"It's starting to burn the CPU. There are billions of things in this game."

"That's right! The painter is a person anyway. There is no one upstairs. Huang Mao has checked every room, but he didn't go downstairs. Where did that person go?"

"Wait! Do you still remember how the old ladies and gentlemen who were in the hotel's predecessor died at the front desk? No, the two people who are currently dead seem to fit the curse of death."

"The source of the ninety-nine dao enters my heart, and the embryo of the dao is not broken, and the three flowers gather on the top! The nine-day sun and thunder light shine on my heart, and the nine-day god Leitian helps me. The Supreme Lord, the Jade Emperor, is as urgent as the law. The magical power enters my body and the evil spirits do not invade. The demons of the nine yin pure gold dedicated by the lord of hell retreat!"

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