I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

"Sister, this person named Sun doesn't look like an actor." Bian Zhao muttered next to Lin Xiangwan.

Lin Xiangwan then thought about it, well, the professionalism displayed by male protagonist Sun was so poor, so he was probably also a player.

"Let Zhang props try it out." Lin Xiangwan patted screenwriter Chen and said, "I'll help give him some advice later and see if he can star in the show."

However, before Mr. Zhang arrived, there was a sudden loud noise in the bathroom.

Everyone ran out subconsciously, but Lin Xiangwan walked in the opposite direction. Several people ran halfway and found that nothing happened, so they followed Lin Xiangwan and looked for the source of the sound.

Standing at the door of the bathroom, looking at the red liquid flowing out from the crack in the door, Lin Xiangwan suddenly had a bad premonition.

How should I put it...Mr. Sun just finished arguing with him, so he wouldn't get the lunch box so soon, right?

Trying to comfort herself not to think too much, Lin Xiangwan listened carefully to what was going on inside, but her heart became heavier and heavier. There is no other, just because there is no sound of breathing inside.

Chef Li, who was following Lin Xiangwan, also saw the pool of blood and thought she was scared, so he called her: "Come behind me."

The "weak, helpless and pitiful" Lin Xiangwan moved slightly to the side and watched Chef Li press the door handle, and then smelled the deadly blood.

This is the strongest of the several ways in which the dreamer made his presence known, and the protagonist Sun did not even leave a whole body behind.

The bathroom was full of clots and blood, as if...Mr. Sun had been blown apart.

"Ugh..." Bian Zhaoda, who ran back to find Lin Xiangwan, couldn't control himself when he saw this scene. He lay down on the edge of the chair and vomited.

For a moment, the smell in this space was so unpleasant that it was indescribable.

Lin Xiangwan gave herself a breath-holding charm without hesitation, and quickly took Bian Zhao to retreat outside the villa.

Because the two of them ran out, everyone else who wanted to enter the villa hesitated, especially when they saw Bian Zhao's frightened look, which made people even more uneasy.

"What's going on?" Boss Lin helped support Bian Zhao and asked in surprise.

As soon as Bian Zhao heard this question, he thought of the scene he had just seen and vomited so much that he couldn't help himself.

Lin Xiangwan also had an indescribable expression: "Curiosity killed the cat."

After saying this, Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but look for Butler Zhuo in the crowd. He still looked calm and calm, talking to Zhang Tou next to him.

As if aware of her gaze, Butler Zhuo looked over directly: "Director Lin, is there something wrong?"

Lin Xiangwan did not answer. It was difficult for her to describe her feelings. If this man is truly a dreamer, he is truly a born actor.

After all, the male protagonist Sun was also the male protagonist selected by the female protagonist Liu. If others didn't go to see what was going on, she would always go and see. But even someone like her, who has seen the world, couldn't bear the death of male protagonist Sun, and another vomiting person rushed out.

At this time, no matter how much curiosity you had, it was nipped in the cradle. No one had the masochistic mood to go in and take a look.

Chef Li has been busy inside for a long time. He most likely has an occupational disease and wants to find some clues. But as expected, he found nothing. He only brought out a nameplate that read: Sun Bo.

"They died in various mysterious ways after arguing with you. Once or twice could be a coincidence. This is already the fourth time." Ms. Liu recovered from the nausea and looked directly at Lin Xiangwan, "Don't mention any alibi anymore. This crappy game...when did you talk about logic?"

When the heroine Liu mentioned "game", Lin Xiangwan suddenly saw something floating in the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, so that she began to wonder if it was her imagination.

Bian Zhao took Lin Xiangwan's arm and retorted loudly: "Don't slander me! Only NPCs can do the kind of situation you mentioned, and my sister is not an NPC!"

"Who knows?" Mistress Liu grinned and smiled wildly.

Zhao Clothing: "Is she crazy?"

Photography Li: "Four dead and one crazy, this crew will be finished."

Butler Zhuo: "Don't say that, people will get emotional sometimes."

Lin Xiangwan stood among the crowd, but his mind was already wandering.

The dead players must have something in common. Why are they targeted by the Dream Maker?

Except for Zhao Wuji who seemed to have been silenced, the other players died in different ways. The handyman was disfigured, Wang Chenxi foamed at the mouth, and Sun Bo died in the most tragic way, directly turning into a blood clot.

The "dispute" mentioned by the heroine Liu is a very important point in time. If the several people who died before, especially the hero Zhao, were all trying to draw the suspicion of the murderer to her, then why not continue to set up the trap this time?

Lin Xiangwan always felt that there was something she had overlooked...

After everyone returned to the villa, they had no idea of ​​continuing to shoot for the time being. As night fell, everyone felt a little uneasy and each moved around in the areas they were familiar with in the past two days.

Lin Xiangwan was sitting in the living room, looking in the direction of the bathroom, trying to figure out the direction of the script for "The Best Actor".

"Any ideas?"

A voice from the side brought back his thoughts. Lin Xiangwan turned around and saw that it was Chef Li: "What?"

"Do you have any thoughts about the deaths of these players?"

Lin Xiangwan noticed that his eyes had been staring in a certain direction, and following his line of sight, it turned out to be Butler Zhuo.

Coupled with his words, she couldn't help but feel shocked: "Do you believe I'm not the murderer?"

Chef Li glanced down at the nameplate in his hand, then raised his head to look directly into her eyes: "He is more suspicious than you."

Bian Zhao believed in her because they entered the game together, and Bian Zhao always had a blind worship of her.

After being asked a few times by the dreamer, Lin Xiangwan felt that this dungeon game could only be played solo by herself. It was hard not to be overjoyed when a player with the same views as her suddenly appeared.

Lin Xiangwan smiled: "Quite discerning."

"Introduce yourself, Li Haoran."

"Hello, I'm Lin Wan."

After exchanging names, the two chatted about the plot tacitly.

"You and Bian put on makeup together?"

"Yes, friend player."

"Then you should be the one who can enter the advanced copy."

Realizing that Li Haoran was evaluating the abilities of the two of them and already had a basic guess, Lin Xiangwan said frankly: "It's me, what about you?"

"I came here to play alone." Li Haoran responded, "What do you think of the plot of this dungeon?"

"Be honest while filming, and don't do anything that delays the crew's filming. There is a high probability that you can survive until the end." Lin Xiangwan thought about it for a while, but still hid part of the content about the Dream Maker.