The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

The competition between players begins.

We can't outrun the tiger, but it doesn't matter, as long as we outrun our companions.

In the evening, Ren Yifei took a shower and was squatting on the balcony to wash clothes. The resident on the first floor came up cursing, knocked on the door next to him, and asked if the new tenant had splashed dirty water on her clothes?

The water was splashed from upstairs, and Ren Yifei knew this.

Will Lin Yi next door conflict with people because of this?

However, what he was waiting for was Lin Yi who simply admitted his mistake and promised to pay the cleaning fee and the mental damage fee.

Obviously not his own responsibility, but the first time to bear all subsequent losses.

It seems to be a loss, but in fact, it avoids more losses, which is smarter than a flower shirt.

Speaking of which, the residents on the third and fourth floors upstairs are not players, so I don't know who did it.

As soon as a dozen banknotes fell into their hands, the resident downstairs immediately said: "Look at this, it's very polite. It doesn't cost that much, it's just a piece of ragged clothes."

"It should be, I made a mistake first."

The victim left contentedly.

"Ding dong, ding dong." The phone on the coffee table began to vibrate.

Ren Yifei put down his clothes and walked over: "Hello?"

"Mr. Song, I have received all the remaining episodes of dry notes. The quality is still the same as before. The editing teacher said that your vocalization and exhalation have improved significantly."

"That's good, I thought I would not catch up."

The editor at the other end laughed, and seemed to be very gentle after handing in the manuscript: "How could it be? I trust you, Mr. Song, please rest well for the next two days. I'll come to you when the next book is selected."

"Ok."

"Ah, by the way, you said last time that you want to move to a more secure apartment. Do you still have this plan? I have recently found some real estate agents."

Ren Yifei was stunned for a moment. He raised his spirits: "Moving? When did I tell you last time?"

There was a pause there, probably recalling: "A week ago, you said that there might be thieves in the house."

Thief?

Ren Yifei immediately thought of the 'ghost' sneaking in in the middle of the night: "Ah, there is such a thing. What else did I say at that time? I can't remember it now."

"Like, nothing else."

Turning off the phone, Ren Yifei sat on his sofa.

It's not the first time for a 'ghost' to come here and know the way.

Blind people's other senses are stronger than ordinary people, maybe Song Bozhi has already felt something strange. So, will he leave any message?

He began to rummage, whether it was computer files or things in the room, he read them all.

Finally got nothing.

"Knowing that his room can be entered and exited, he will not put the information in an easy-to-find place. Even, he will choose to record it in a blind way."

He looked at the bed against the wall. It was a wooden bed, pine wood, which could be marked with a special Braille pen.

After a try, he really found a lot of inconspicuous poke marks on the inner bed board.

Ren Yifei lay down, his hands relaxed naturally, and his fingers just touched those poke marks. He closed his eyes and stroked the eyelets lightly:

124, initial f, followed by 236, final ang, fang.

1245, initial j/g, followed by 146, final ian, followed by i in front of j, jian.

123, initial l, followed by 24, final i, li.

1256, final iou, independent syllable, you.

245, initial r, followed by 356, final en, ren.

Together: there is someone in the room.

This is a person who has a weak personality and does not want to trouble others. So when I found out about this, I didn't choose to tell the strong sister, I just wanted to solve it myself.

When Song Bozhi carved these braille characters on the bed, what would he think?

In the middle of the night, an invisible being stared at him from the bedside.

He was frightened, terrified and helpless. He could only control his trembling hands, and under the cover of the quilt, he touched the holes in the bed board over and over again.

Constantly stimulate yourself in this way, forcing yourself to make up your mind to move out of this place.

Song Bozhi has only been here for half a year, who is the 'ghost'? Why is there such a deep obsession?

And the reason why 'ghost' is so persistent is because of 'can't get it', or is Song Bozhi a 'perfect work'?

He thought of someone, someone who was also crazy about 'perfect work'.

"Afei, why are you disobedient? Did your mother tell you that you can't eat sweets. No one likes you when you gain weight."

Ren Yifei's face gradually turned pale, his stomach cramped and he wanted to vomit.

"Mom..." Ren Yifei lay down on the sofa with fear in his eyes.

Before that shadow, he was still like the five- or six-year-old child who could not escape the fate of being controlled by others.

Bloody fainted in the depths of his eyes, the red rope on his wrist was automatically untied, and a voice whispered: "Poor bastard."

Ren Yifei 'woke up' and held it down with one finger: "Go away."

He's grown up, and she's already dead, so utterly dead that no scum is left.

He raised his head and looked at the window beside the bed.

If the trait in him that drives her crazy is the 'actor's talent', what is the trait in Song Bozhi that drives the 'ghost' crazy?

Use the copy of "Happy and Sorrow" to push the copy of "Neighborhood", and the name is the theme.

The word "neighborhood", even if it is not the obsession of 'ghost', must be closely related to 'ghost'.

The administrator emphasizes the harmony of the neighborhood in their apartment every day, but there are all kinds of contradictions under the harmony. Otherwise, how can there be slightly negative keywords such as 'Dragon Back Mountain' and 'Ranger'?

Since 'Ghost' hates these things, then his obsessive Song Bozhi should have a completely different quality, and this quality attracts him.

For example, it is pure on the outside.

For example, a soft and non-aggressive personality.

Paranoia... How to make paranoia reveal flaws?

Resisting the feeling of nausea, Ren Yifei used his mother as a reference. If it was her, what could be done to make her lose her cool?

He seemed to know how to do it.

That night, Ren Yifei held his eyelids and waited until eleven o'clock.

The card was hot for a while, it was an information reminder at eleven o'clock, and there was a slight sound of the lock turning at the door.

The door opened and was gently closed again.

The room was a little different today, probably because the owner was careless. One side of the window was not drawn properly, the curtains were blown open by the night wind, and the cool moonlight fell into the room through the glass, fell on the bedside, and fell on the sleeping master.

The owner was wearing white-washed pajamas, and the soft cotton cloth wrapped the porcelain-white skin.

The light strengthened the contours of the eyebrows and eyes, and it seemed like a layer of filters had been applied. The people on the bed were so beautiful that they were thrilling. Compared with normal days, they seemed to have a colder air.

The person who broke into this world is breathing a bit heavier.

He walked over cautiously and eagerly, before the moonlight, and seemed to wince. Darkness is his protective color, especially at times like this.

The person on the bed seemed to be sleeping uneasy, he turned around, the moonlight flowed on him, like a galaxy flowing in the sky, undulating on the curve through the thin quilt.

The intruder couldn't help but took two steps closer, breaking through the protection of the darkness and standing under the moonlight.

The light went up from the trembling fingers all the way to the chest. Still not enough, he squatted down slowly and carefully, exposing himself to the moonlight, with one knee on the ground, greedily staring at the face in front of him, more delicately sculpted by moonlight and dark purple shadows. .

Just as he was about to take a step closer, his eyelashes trembled under the shadow, and those sleeping eyes suddenly opened.

"cold……"

The person on the bed seemed to feel uncomfortable, he spat out the word, curled up again, and closed his eyes.

The intruder's body was stiff for a long time, waiting for the person to fall asleep again before standing up slowly.

There was no fear in his eyes, instead a madness flashed.

It's a pity that he didn't really wake up, otherwise he would be able to kill his little lamb and use the best poison to completely relax his body muscles.

He always felt that the grim face before death was very ugly.

"Have you received the rose I gave you? Do you like it?" The hoarse voice was low and low, as if the master was trying his best to restrain and endure, and was suffering because of it.

"You must like it, I know you will - if you can see. Give me another day, and tomorrow will do, and I'll be careful not to break a single part of you."

The man-eating monster was standing in front of the bed, a thin chain around his neck tightened.

That thin chain is named 'rules'.

The rule that 'ghosts' can't hurt NPCs.

But this second, Ren Yifei heard the sound of the thin chain cracking, the rules were broken, and it could no longer restrain this terrifying devil.

"One more day, just another day," the voice seemed to be talking to him, and it seemed to mutter to himself, "The bruises on your body should be healed tomorrow."

Ren Yifei held the ghost card, but no one moved, he listened quietly.

"It must be painful to fall, right? I'm sorry, it's not that I didn't come to save you. Just to confirm whether you are real."

His emotions were a little excited: "Fortunately, you are still here. It's so pleasing, so I'll give you one last gift. I know, you must also hate those people, they are so disgusting."

The bloodthirsty monster left, and he went on a new game of hunting.

Ren Yifei opened his eyes, and as long as there was a little misjudgment, this little life will probably stay here.

The last gift... so, 'he' has already decided to do it, and it will be tomorrow.

It's not the first time he's faced this kind of paranoia, and it won't be the last.

In order to act, he has come into contact with many prisoners.

Those murderers, perverts, and anti-socials are not all murderous. Most of them look very harmless, and some are even gentle and friendly, and they are the type that everyone is willing to get close to in life.

For these guys, killing is not the end, it's the method.

Ren Yifei's looks and temperament seem to be very fond of them.

While questioning and learning, these people have been trying to destroy him, or assimilate him. They like to destroy beauty, the rarer it is, the more unobtainable it is, and the happier it is to destroy it.

"If you died at my hands, it would be the proudest work of my life."

"Oh."

Thanks to the unscrupulous maliciousness of these people, he knew how to perform these social scum, and he knew what kind of people were more attractive to these people.

It's a risky move, but it works well.

The 'ghost' can't wait, and so can he, can't wait.

Thinking of the face exposed to the moonlight, Ren Yifei felt his body temperature rise, and the quilt became warm.

He saw the face, but at the same time he knew that he had provoked the 'ghost'.

Eleven o'clock card information update: [Third Night: The Wife of the Long Tongue].

Is it the only middle-aged woman left in the player?

After a while, the second message came: [Three players died, three-eighths of the 'ghost' seal was unlocked. 】

Sure enough, that player died.

She was found on the stairs in the morning.

That's right, it was the staircase at Ren Yifei's door, and the discoverer was still the aunt next door who got up early to buy groceries.

The screams woke Ren Yifei, and he came out in his pajamas.

I saw the aunt next door who was shivering softly in the corridor, and also saw the twisted corpse on the stairs.

Human joints usually bend in a limited way, for example, the arm does not turn outwards. But with the corpse in front of her, all her joints were twisted. The arms, legs, and neck are abnormally twisted, and the whole person looks like a dead spider.

The most bizarre thing is that face, painted a big clown-like smiling face, with curved eyes and blood red lips.

Ren Yifei seemed to hear the voice of a 'ghost', with pride and excitement:

"Like it? My present."

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A Fei: Rage is accumulating