The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

About one o'clock in the afternoon, the second passer came to the villa. She looked at Ren Yifei, who had already arrived, with no surprise on her face: "I knew it was you."

After saying hello, the hungry players sat down at the long table and began to order food. She doesn't seem to like Ren Yifei who likes food and has the constraints of maintaining her body shape. In the end, she ordered a bowl of noodles and a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

After that, more players came. In less than an hour, there were already five or six players who were gobbling up at the long table. Eat, what do people do?

Ren Yifei also found it interesting to watch them discuss, and he would also join in to talk about the plot line of the case.

If Ren Yifei continues to pursue his ex-girlfriend's line, he will also dig out the content of the quarrel between his ex-girlfriend and the deceased.

Similar to what he expected before, the pressure brought by the sudden change of life, the lack of emotions, and the embarrassment of lack of money, all of these scenarios combined to cause the collapse of the ex-girlfriend.

As for the deceased, she was indeed a little greedy for property, but this was only a moral deficiency, because this tragic death was indeed too cruel. This is a complete tragedy.

"The details of this murder are so real that it makes people suspect that there is such a case in this world, and all the details are recorded."

The player's inadvertent words reminded Ren Yifei of the corpse that died in vain. Although it is made of silicone, it is realistic enough to be marked with three layers of mosaic.

"The team's ability to design cases and make models is quite strong. If the film and television crew had such intentions, they would not have been criticized once for a criminal investigation drama." Ren Yifei complained casually.

Other contestants echoed: "Who said no? In some criminal investigation dramas, the screenwriter seems to be thinking on his knees, and the scene layout is full of mistakes. I really don't know whose IQ is insulting."

"Hehe, haven't there been two very good crime web dramas recently?"

A group of people began to discuss the recent TV series, and Ren Yifei was caught in the middle of it, talking and laughing like a casual person. It was completely impossible to see that he had just hit the activity group with a heavy hammer not long ago.

He said the cyanide incident on purpose, nothing else, he just wanted to find something for the event party to do.

As for the early end of the event will not affect his bonus?

"It's better to be like this, like a dream." Ren Yifei hummed.

The person next to him heard the lyrics not quite right: "Did you sing it wrong? If you knew it was like this, it was like a dream?"

Ren Yifei thought for a while, then nodded: "It's quite like a dream."

At 5:30 in the afternoon, eleven people were present on both sides of the long table, and the rest were eliminated.

"There are only eleven people left, and the one with the least popularity will be eliminated later, and that is ten. There are still eighteen days left, and it is not enough to add the three people who will be resurrected later."

But the event party has no explanation for this.

In fact, after the plan was disrupted, the person in charge of the event could not guarantee whether it would last until the 20th day.

After getting rid of the "program effect", it's easy to see that something is wrong with the player who fainted on the first day. Find someone who understands pharmacology, and then zoom in and slow down the video, and you can basically draw the conclusion that this person is really dead.

The organizer has found him and said that the official is going to send someone over to supervise in real time, and the person in charge of the event will temporarily stabilize him, but it will not take long before they will know that this place is out of control.

Looking at Ren Yifei's smiling face on the screen, the person in charge of the event didn't know what to do better for a while.

He wants to eliminate this person, but Ren Yifei is very capable. If the difficulty is higher, it is possible that this player has not retreated, and the other players will fall first.

"Is he unintentional, or did he do it on purpose?" the event leader wondered.

Ren Yifei on the live broadcast screen suddenly looked at the camera and showed a bad smile.

In the next few days, the difficulty of decryption has been adjusted and strengthened, and people are eliminated every day. On the fifteenth day, there are only three people left.

Ren Yifei has been fruitful in the past few days. On the fifteenth day, he had already collected five tokens of the Horn of Desolation, and it felt like the Horn of Desolation would let him go through the back door.

"I have felt its sincerity, and I really can't wait."

After dinner was over, the knockouts were all sent away, leaving three people sitting on both sides of the long table, with an indescribable sense of distance.

Not just a physical distance, but a spiritual one as well.

The fewer the number of people, the more tense the atmosphere is.

Among the remaining three players, Ren Yifei, who is the first in both popularity and strength, is the most promising player to have the last laugh as a dark horse.

Jian Lang, the only female contestant, is second in popularity and strength. In reality, she is a doctor.

Jin Yufei, a contestant from the resurrection competition, programmer, reasoning enthusiast, does not speak much, and is good at restoring cases from the perspective of the murderer.

It can be said that the three remaining people are the best among the hundred people, each with their own advantages and outstanding looks, so they already have a popularity comparable to third-tier stars in the mainland.

If one of them reaches the top in another half month, that person will instantly have the top popularity. Not to mention that this person will also have a bonus of 100 million yuan, the opportunity to play the lead role in a series of movies, and a three-year endorsement.

So, how can you not compete?

"Ah~" Ren Yifei yawned, he stood up, "I fell asleep."

The other two also got up, and although they were still greeting each other, masks were already on their faces. The two of them were especially wary of Ren Yifei, not because of anything else, but because he was too threatening.

From the first day, the fifteen consecutive days were the most efficient one. If he didn't 'die', the remaining two would have no chance.

The organizer thought so too. He called the person in charge of the event again on this day: "The official supervisor will arrive tomorrow. Tomorrow you have to get rid of this He Zhaoming."

It's not 'you're best', but 'you have to', the organizers can't stand the existence of this player. He hopes that this 'hidden danger' can be resolved before officials interfere.

"When I came up with the questions, I had narrowed the scope. All the questions are familiar to your brother."

The person in charge of the event said 'your brother' instead of the usual 'your brother', but the organizer didn't notice it and continued to emphasize: "It's not enough, He Zhaoming must be eliminated, oh, and that Jian Lang. Anyway, those two Everyone is eliminated early."

"Tomorrow, the people from the monitoring team will be here."

The person in charge of the event leaned against the windowsill to look at the moon and the street scene, and suddenly said, "Seven years ago, there was a supermarket bombing in the R district of Z city. Do you remember? That's your hometown, right?"

"What are you talking about?" The organizer didn't know why.

"That's right, how did you know?"

The person in charge of the event suddenly laughed: "Let me tell you a story. In the summer seven years ago, during the summer vacation, there were four children who met through a software. After they knew that they were all in the same city, they formed a group, and it was all right. Exchange common hobbies - homicide.

"These four people are all crime lovers. The purpose of their group is to carry out a truly perfect crime."

The organizer felt wrong: "What do you want to say?"

"Don't worry, let's talk slowly, the sun hasn't risen yet, the night is long." There was no smile on the face of the person in charge of the event.

"you!"

"Shh - listen to me, I'm not discussing with you, I'm telling you."

The organizer's heavy breathing came from the other end of the phone, and the person in charge of the event showed a cold smile and continued:

"They all want a perfect crime, but they don't have a goal."

"One day, a few of them read a local newspaper, saying that a supermarket owner had no love and drove away a beggar who was rubbing the air-conditioned door, causing the other party to die of heatstroke. One of them said, 'It's not a pity for this kind of capitalist to die, we'll find a way to do it. Kill him and leave no evidence behind'. Everyone else said yes."

"But these four people are still reluctant to reveal their true identities. They decided to use the identities of strangers to commit a crime together. In this way, it is difficult for the police to find a complete chain of evidence and no specific suspects. This is the perfect crime."

Having said that, the person in charge paused, took a deep breath, and then said, "No crime lover can refuse a perfect crime."

In the darkness, a white butterfly flew over and landed on the small flowerbed in front of the windowsill, flapping its wings gently.

"My brother wouldn't do such a thing!" The organizer was furious and coughed loudly.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet." The organizer sneered, "All four of them have inspected the supermarket, seen the arrangement of the goods inside, and even took a lot of photos and videos."

"I'll tell you about that supermarket. It's a big supermarket. It's on the first floor of a small building, and it's open. All three sides of it are made of transparent glass windows. When the shutters were opened in the morning , the sun shines on the glass windows of this supermarket, and the whole supermarket is sparkling."

"I don't want to know that. Who are you? What's your purpose?" the organizer asked through gritted teeth.

The person in charge ignored him and said to himself: "At this time, a person found out that this store sells a kind of flammable and explosive industrial cleaner. He said, can we start from here?

"At this time, another person said, okay, if you use the sunlight to focus and ignite this cleaning agent, maybe it will be effective. She can put a crystal ball on the cabinet by the window in the south to focus, and it happens that the supermarket also sells various products. A crystal ball of various sizes."

The white butterfly's wings did not move, and quietly fell on the leaves.

The person in charge is still saying: "The general plan has been set, but the details still need to be adjusted many times. If you want to make a big scene, a bottle of cleaning agent is obviously not enough. What can enhance the effect? ​​They think of 'dust explosion', As long as the dust density is sufficient and there is an open flame, it can happen.”

"It's also a coincidence. On the south side, there are a lot of rice noodles, and those flours are stacked there. And it forms a relatively small space."

"Who the **** are you?" The organizer pounded the table, "You had a plan."

"After that, the plan was adjusted several times, and finally, they came up with a detailed plan with a high success rate."

The event leader looked up at the moon as if it were his mother.

"On that day seven years ago, it was said that the temperature on the road was as high as 50 degrees on the day with the highest temperature in the whole summer. One of the monitors in the supermarket suddenly broke down on this day. After inspection, it was said that there was a problem with the line. But only one corner was not monitored. When it arrives, the impact is not too big, and the supermarket owner doesn't care."

"That morning, after nine o'clock, the first person walked into the supermarket. She bought two bottles of water and a crystal ball. There was a larger one, and she didn't want it, so she put it on a container.

"Two hours later, after eleven o'clock, at lunchtime, a second person walked into the supermarket. He came to buy household cleaning supplies, cloth, detergent, etc. Suddenly he found himself with a bottle of industrial The detergent, I took it out and put it in the corner of the folded flour bag. The waiter saw it, but she didn't want to move."

"Another two hours passed, the light came in through the glass mirror, a beam fell on the crystal ball, then refracted and focused, and the focus fell on the opposite face bag.

"At this point a third person came, he came to buy picnic supplies, some frozen food, and a bag of solid alcohol. He passed by the area where the flour was piled up, and then adjusted the position of the cleaner to focus on the weak point of the cleaner. place, and then put a bag of solid alcohol."

"Considering the uncontrollable lighting and supermarket staff, this solution has less than half the success rate. As long as one person feels wrong and takes away the crystal ball or cleaning agent, this method will not be successful. However, that day will not be successful. Knowing what was going on, with plenty of light and slack, what was defined as an accidental supermarket bombing just happened.

"Three people died and more than ten people were seriously and lightly injured. Two of them were staff members, and the rest were supermarket customers."

The lips of the person in charge of the event trembled: "Because of a major fire hazard, the supermarket owner was detained and the supermarket was closed down.

"Seven years later, the four people who planned this event, the one who placed the solid alcohol entered a private company as a clerk, the one who brought the industrial cleaners opened a stationery store, and the one who placed the crystal ball entered the top three. The hospital became a doctor, and there is another person, who broke the monitoring back then, is now a programmer.”

"Impossible, impossible." The organizer couldn't believe this matter anyway, "You have no evidence!"

"I don't need evidence, the police need evidence, I just want the facts." The person in charge smiled, "Don't you want to know who I am? I can tell you now.

"I'm the devil who waited for seven years and finally got the chance to get revenge."