This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

Fans of "The Great Detective" were already dumbfounded and speechless!

Meanwhile, fans of "All Members" were calmly and leisurely watching the live stream, then elegantly sending comments:

[Welcome to the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King!]

[The enemy is seriously wounded, while our Sister Wei only has a slightly dirty hem of her skirt / Lights a cigarette]

【Although... our own people are also on the verge of death!】

[Will we fight? Let us fight! With the loftiest dreams, let us pay homage to the cries and roars in the darkness! Who says only those who stand in the light are heroes? Sister Wei is the true lone warrior!]

...

In front of the surveillance cameras, the entire crew of "The Great Detective" was in a state of chaos.

"Is the medical team ready?"

"Have the guests purchased insurance?"

"Did the security guards bring riot forks?!"

Director Chu was extremely anxious and sweating profusely.

In contrast, Director Cui was sitting with his legs crossed, leaning back in a rocking chair. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was on vacation on the beach in the Maldives.

"How can you still be in the mood to drink tea!" Director Chu roared. "Look at the mess your program's guests have made! In all my years in the industry, I've never seen such a terrible live broadcast accident!"

One guest actually took down a whole bunch of other guests!

It was still electric shock!!

Director Cui shook his leg: "If I told you that these kinds of small scenes happen eight hundred times a day in our live broadcast room, how would you deal with it?"

Director Chu: ? ? ?

"Old Chu, you're still too young."

Director Chu was so angry he laughed.

I never imagined that a 50-year-old CSKA Moscow would be considered too young!

"Fifty is the age to take risks, come on, learn from me—"

Director Cui pulled out a thick stack of forms!

Director Chu was puzzled. He took the book and flipped through it, then his lips began to twitch uncontrollably...

Medical insurance, supplemental medical insurance, critical illness insurance, special illness insurance, disability income insurance, long-term care insurance...

There's even personal accident insurance!

Did your show "All of Us Survive" stir up a fire with the insurance company?

"Your relative sells insurance?" Director Chu quipped.

Director Cui smiled but remained silent.

Director Chu, however, realized what was happening.

What the hell!

No wonder he bought so much insurance!

It turns out that being prepared is always better than being caught off guard!

In an instant, Director Chu felt a deep respect for Director Cui!

Ginger, indeed, the older the better!

...

The NPC was very obedient, almost as if he wanted to tell Lin Xinwei his entire family history, including the genealogy of his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Lin Xinwei raised an eyebrow: "So you mean that Dawn Village, which seems to be without factions, is actually divided into two major factions: Granny Yun's faction and the Taoist priest's faction, right?"

The NPC nodded frantically: "That's right!"

"Whoever obtains the key item first and hands it to the NPC will trigger the next stage of the story, right?"

The NPC continued nodding: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Then who has the other props?"

"I really don't know..."

Lin Xinwei turned on the curling iron, and a buzzing sound came from the power source.

"Darling, when you talk about severe torture, where do you usually start?"

"Feet, calves, thighs..." Lin Xinwei held the curling iron and slid it upwards, "Or chest or neck?"

The NPC trembled with fear, no longer trying to hide anything.

"The other two notebooks are in the hands of Wen Yao and Jing Ce's group!"

Lin Xinwei praised, "Good child, well-behaved child."

The NPC breathed a sigh of relief and asked timidly, "Can I leave now?"

"That depends on your sincerity," Lin Xinwei said with a smile. "Darling, is there any secret you haven't told me yet?"

The NPC was devastated!

horrible!terrible!

Alas, hell is empty, and all the devils are here on earth!

...

When Wen Yao and Jing Ce returned, they found the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

"What's going on?" she asked.

Lin Xinwei cut to the chase, taking out "Corpse Refining Notes, Volume 2" and asking, "Cooperation or taking sides?"

At this stage of the escape room game, there are various different ways to play.

They can fight their own battles, or they can form alliances.

Wen Yao thought for a moment and said, "Let's cooperate. If the final ranking is settled, our group should be number one."

Lin Xinwei nodded: "Okay."

The guests who were sleeping soundly on the floor had no objections.

After discussing it for a while, the three decided to hand the notebook over to Granny Yun.

Although the Taoist priest was a guiding NPC, all three of them felt that there was something wrong with him.

After Granny Yun obtained the three notebooks, the next stage of the story was indeed triggered—

The room darkened, and an area was marked out to signal the guests not to wander around.

Next, a scene from the drama unfolds.

The Taoist priest's apprentice, Zhang Qingshan, and Granny Yun's daughter, Yun Xiaoshu, became husband and wife.

On their wedding night, the red candles flickered, and their love was at its peak.

Yun Xiaoshu put a love potion in Zhang Qingshan's wine, while Zhang Qingshan put a corpse-refining poison in Yun Xiaoshu's wine...

"We will never be separated, life after life."

The two drank the nuptial wine together...

Then, a strange disease broke out in the village.

People infected with this strange disease lose their minds, bite others, and suffer terribly.

Yun Xiaoshu also contracted a strange disease, and Zhang Qingshan had no choice but to stab her heart with a sword.

However, when the love potion took effect, he experienced the pain of having his heart torn apart.

With her last breath, Yun Xiaoshu said, "Turn me into a puppet and use me to fight the Corpse King..."

Zhang Qingshan's pupils constricted sharply: "You...you always knew..."

Yun Xiaoshu gently stroked his cheek: "Sometimes, death may be the only true eternity."

The story ends.

Lin Xinwei frowned: "Why does the plot feel so strange? Who put the love potion on whom? I feel like Xiao Shu is more love-struck?"

Wen Yao thought for a few seconds: "Is it possible that this is Zhang Qingshan's perspective? He embellished his memories, and in reality he is a scumbag?"

Lin Xinwei: "Men are all the same!"

Wen Yao: "That's right! That scumbag deserves to die a horrible death!"

As the only standing man in the room, Jing Ce suddenly felt the pressure.

"Uh, the door seems to be locked. Let's look for a door that leads to the next room."

Soon, Wen Yao found a hidden door in the wardrobe, with a note on it.

"Based on the following information, please deduce Xiao Shu's birthday..."

Jing Ce began his reasoning.

Lin Xinwei glanced at the guests from "The Great Detective" on the ground and suddenly felt a little guilty.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have taken down so many people. Now, the only one left on The Brain is Jing Ce.

Jing Ce calculated a four-digit password, but after entering it, he received an error message.

Lin Xinwei: "Could it be that the calculation was wrong?"

Wen Yao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and quickly entered a four-digit number.

"The password is correct!"

Lin Xinwei asked in surprise, "How did you figure that out?"

“It’s not calculated, it’s reversed,” Wen Yao said. “What you just said reminded me that since we are seeing things from Zhang Qingshan’s perspective, it means… the truth may be completely opposite. The same goes for the numbers.”

Anyone who says our little sister is slacking off should come out and get a beating!

【Ahhh, our baby is the most amazing beetroot in the entire universe!】

[Haha, little sister, stop radiating charm! The guy next to you, Jing Shen, is practically drooling over you!]