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In the confined space, the stench of rotting broken palms overwhelmed the smell of blood from the iron cuffs.

The blood stains on the cuffs even stained the inside of the cabinet. Under the cold white light of the flashlight, these speckled dark red dried marks looked shocking.

It is unimaginable what kind of torture the people handcuffed by it have suffered.

I used the tip of my umbrella to push open the iron cuffs, moved closer to the cabinet, and searched carefully.

In the corner of the cabinet, there is a very small key stuck.

My eyes lit up.

He reached in with his hand and pulled out the key with all his strength.

This key was also stained with dried blood, making it a little uncomfortable to hold.

It's a small iron key that obviously can't open a copper lock. It should be the key to these iron cuffs.

I inserted the iron key into the keyhole of the iron cuff and tried it, and it was indeed correct.

After thinking about it, I found a tissue, wrapped the iron key and put it in my pocket.

I don’t know if it will be used later, but I’ll keep it for now.

There was no key to the door in the cabinet, which didn't surprise me.

Keys should be in unexpected places, not in cabinets that are easily visible.

These things in the cabinet should be used to show the plot.

Only when all the clues in the secret room are pieced together can the complete story be obtained.

Close the cabinet door.

I pointed my flashlight elsewhere.

The walls were moldy, the wallpaper was torn, and it was lifted in many places.

My heart moved.

Could the key be hidden in the wallpaper?

I immediately approached the wall, used a flashlight, and tore off a piece of warped wallpaper.

The plaster fell off the wall, and the dust flew in the flashlight. The original appearance of the wall was revealed, mottled and moldy, with dark spots as ugly as pockmarks.

The dark gold pattern of the wallpaper is three-dimensional and feels uneven to the touch.

There were bulges in some places. I thought they were keys, but when I tore off the wallpaper, I found they were just bulges caused by mold.

I fumbled on the cold wall for a while with my flashlight, but still didn't have the key.

Could it be that my direction is wrong?

I frowned.

The first secret room escape was contributed to Guaitan Live.

Without any prior experience, those technical posts I checked online are completely useless here.

It's been almost an hour since I entered the foyer, and I haven't even passed the first level yet.

I squinted my eyes.

He looked at the black umbrella and then at the copper lock on the carved door.

He calculated in his mind the possibility of splitting the copper lock with a knife.

The game rules don't say that you can't open the door this way, right?

"Help, help"

The homeless man who had been huddled in the corner suddenly started talking again.

He grabbed the corner of the wall with his black hands.

The nails, which had not been trimmed for a long time, were rubbed against the wall, making a tooth-piercing friction sound.

The wild dog stood by his side, extending its paws from time to time to help him dig.

"What are you looking for?"

I walked over and took a look. He had dug a small hole in the corner of the wall.

"Help, help."

The homeless man's eyes widened and he pushed his hand hard into the small hole.

Unfortunately, the hole is too small for an adult's hand to enter.

After trying it several times, the skin of his hands was rubbed red.

"Is there something in there?"

The homeless man seemed to understand. He pointed hard at the hole with his red fingers and kept saying "help, help."

I squatted down, lowered my head, and shined the flashlight into the small hole.

The cave was so dark that it was difficult to see clearly what was going on inside.

"Let me do it."

I put the black umbrella into the small hole and pulled it left and right, as if I had hit a hard object like a key.

"Is it really inside?"

Based on my feeling, I carefully pulled the hard object with the tip of the umbrella. After a few times, I finally pulled it out.

What a brass-colored key.

The shape of the lock is consistent with the copper lock on the carved door.

"You actually knew the key was here?" I looked at the homeless man again, "It's impossible for you to discover such a hidden location accidentally. Are you really crazy or pretending to be crazy?"

The tramp just clapped his hands happily and seemed to only have eyes for the brass key.

I looked at him twice and walked to the carved door with the key.

Now, unlocking is important.

No matter who he is, his true colors will be revealed sooner or later.

The tramp ran over with a wild dog, his expression a little happy and a little scared.

I inserted the key into the keyhole and twisted it slightly.

Snap!

The lock spring springs.

The lock is open!

I took off the lock and key and put them in my pocket.

I first looked towards the door with a flashlight to make sure there was no weird shadow, then I took a breath and pushed open the carved door.

Creaking——

The friction sound from the joint of the wooden shaft broke the silence of the dark living room.

The air was dull and cold.

The tramp's expression became even more frightened. He arched his back and shrank his body, placing one hand on the wild dog's dirty body as if seeking comfort.

"No matter who you are or what your purpose is, when we get inside, we can go our separate ways without disturbing each other, do you understand?"

I turned my head, looked at the homeless man seriously and said.

The homeless man stared, looking nervous. He didn't answer me, but just poked his head and looked into the living room fearfully.

Anyway, I had said my words and ignored him. I walked into the living room carefully with a flashlight.

There were faint footsteps.

One step at a time.

The living room floor was covered with thick dust.

All the furniture was covered with white cloth, like strange ghosts living in the darkness.

Everything here is covered in dust, as if no one has been here for many, many years.

The living room is very large, and a small flashlight is not enough to see the whole thing clearly.

To the left of the entrance is the reception area. From the outline of the furniture exposed under the white cloth, it can be roughly judged that those objects are sofas.

On the right is the restaurant.

The dining table was also covered with white cloth, and the long cloth hung down to the floor, blocking the space under the table.

At first glance, it is a pale rectangular shape, inexplicably like a coffin.

I don't know what is hidden inside.

Without touching these objects, I need to figure out the situation on the first floor first.

The first floor has a large space. In addition to the dining room, there are also some locked rooms.

If you want to enter these rooms, you must first find the key.

The keys are also arranged in order. I need to get clues from open spaces like the dining room first.

The space is so big, it will probably take a lot of time to find it.

I looked behind me.

The tramp entered the house with the wild dog. His movements were very nervous and his steps were very light, as if he was afraid of waking up something.

After looking around, he headed toward the kitchen at the back of the restaurant.

Watching his figure melt into the darkness.

I picked up the mobile phone in the live broadcast room.

Live broadcast is starting

The barrage is being accessed.

The screen lit up, and new and old viewers poured into the live broadcast room.

"Welcome back to the Guaitan live broadcast room, I am your anchor, Boss Li!"

"This time, let's do something different."

Before I could finish my opening remarks, my body suddenly froze.

In the live broadcast room screen.

behind me.

A bloody face suddenly emerged from the darkness.