Exploding hatred in escape games

Su Bai knew what they were thinking. After all, no one could believe it now. No one knew who the murderer was. They could only rely on them to find clues.

So he turned his head and looked at the room of the girl in the white skirt, "Because it doesn't fit."

Everyone is a little puzzled, so what if it doesn't fit?

"I'm born with a good sense of smell, so I conclude that this room is the real crime scene!" Su Bai said firmly.

"What the hell are you talking about?" the red-haired woman couldn't believe it.

The man with the glasses didn't believe it either. He glanced at the room with tender flour, which was obviously clean, "Impossible, and this is not an NPC's room either."

Su Bai opened the door, then turned on the light, and opened the curtains. The inside of the room was too pink, and the perfume was pungent with sweet and fishy smells, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Of course, this is just my guess." Su Bai walked towards the desk, gently buttoned it, lifted the sticker with his fingernails and tore it off.

"Wow—"

The table sticker was torn off, and there were hidden mottled and blackened bloodstains, one piece after another, those bloodstains had dried up, sticking to the tabletop looked so weird, and the table itself was red, the black bloodstains became more and more obvious.

Seeing this, the man with glasses immediately stepped forward and tore off the stickers on the cabinet. Sure enough, there were also black blood stains inside. He lifted the carpet again, and there were also lumps of blood stains on the mahogany floor.

"How did you find out?" The red-haired woman was a little surprised. This room was a bit strange, but if it was the room where she rested, she might not be too ostentatious after discovering this in order not to be suspected.

"Maybe the murderer took advantage of this mentality to change rooms openly." Su Bai said abruptly.

The red-haired woman froze for a moment, then brushed her hair with a smile.

Instead, it was the man in the mask who spoke, "What psychology?"

"Of course it is to help him hide the method and location of the crime. If you live in this room and find so many bloodstains, do you think you will not be suspected of being the murderer? At this time, the more you hide, the more It's easy to be a scapegoat."

The man in the mask thought for a while, touched his chin and said, "So you who live in this room must not be the murderer? But it is also possible that you deliberately played this way to clear yourself of suspicion."

"There is no suspicion in the first place, and naturally there is no need to wash it off." Su Bai raised his eyes to look at the girl in the white skirt, "But if I die tonight, then the murderer must be her!"

The man in the mask looked at the girl in the white skirt, then at Su Bai, with the black line on her head, "Hey, it's impossible no matter how you look at it, how can she do so much blood? And the dead NPC can't be found , How on earth did you guess it?"

"Who said that npc is dead." Su Bai said suddenly.

Everyone's breathing was slightly concentrated, and a heavy and weird atmosphere suddenly enveloped everyone.

Su Bai picked up a doll. The doll was very heavy, much heavier than ordinary dolls. The red eyes looked creepy. Su Bai lifted it, and then pulled it apart violently, revealing the stuffing cotton inside. When he came out, there was a bloody smell.

It turned out that there were countless blood-stained cotton hidden in the white cotton, one after another, but the color was slightly lighter. If it wasn't for the strong smell of perfume in the room, someone would have spit it out.

"It seems that my sense of smell is very sensitive. Every doll here may have this kind of blood-stained cotton inside." Su Bai threw the doll on the ground, with a calm expression on his face, not feeling that such behavior was so strange .

The red-haired woman was a little disgusted, she looked at these dolls, and even felt a little nauseous, "Oh my God, the murderer this time is too cruel, I haven't felt so sad before."

"It's not that the difficulty has increased, it's just that the murderer is smarter this time." Su Bai doesn't think the difficulty of the two-star game is too high, and its ceiling only depends on the IQ of the murderer.

There are indeed countless people who have played this game before. Everyone will think that this game is similar to Werewolf Killing. If you know how to play Werewolf Killing, you will be easily misled into thinking that it is similar to the rules of Werewolf Killing.

But it wasn't like that, the murderer came in one step ahead of them, but anyone with a bit of brains would arrange the scene to be watertight, and then slowly hide his identity until the end.

At present, for Su Bai, the girl in the white skirt is not the one who is most suspected, but she wants to put the suspicion on the other party, and then wait for the murderer to show her feet.

"Except for witches, anyone could be the murderer. You are a witch, right?" Su Bai stared at the girl in the white skirt and asked.

The girl in the white skirt has always looked quiet, like a walking dead, but when Su Bai asked her, she slowly shook her head and denied it.

And this denial, for the man in glasses, is equivalent to admitting, "It's you, you must be the murderer, otherwise why is your room the scene of the murder!"

The way the red-haired woman looked at the girl in the white skirt also changed. It seemed that she also thought that the white skirt might be the murderer.

On the contrary, the boy chewing gum didn't seem to care much, he just chewed gum, occasionally raised his head to look at Su Bai, as if he didn't care much about what happened here.

Su Bai occasionally crossed the eyes of the chewing gum boy, but quickly looked away.

The man with glasses seemed to want to say something more, but was interrupted by the red-haired woman, "It's getting dark."

A day in the game is much shorter than the real time. The time here is similar to the time in the previous dungeon game. A day is six hours, three hours each during the day and night.

【Ding!It starts to get dark, please return the players to the room within 10 minutes, all players except the murderer are not allowed to leave the room during the dark. 】A system prompt sounded above everyone's heads.

"Then go back to your respective rooms and rest, and wait for the vote tomorrow morning." Su Bai put one hand in his pocket, and walked lazily towards his own room.

The man in the mask whistled, "Then who wants to spend the Spring Festival with me tonight?"

Even if she couldn't see it, the red-haired woman could imagine that the fans in front of the masked man's live broadcast interface would be excited and crazy again. The masked man's reputation is not just talk.

It's a pity that he is a ruthless person.

But the technology is really nothing to say, and the number of fans of the mask man is not low, and it can bring a lot of traffic every time.

The red-haired woman was a little hesitant. After all, spending the spring night with this masked man was equivalent to shooting a film directly. I don’t know how many people were watching in front of the screen. This made the red-haired woman very repulsive, so she refused again.

The chewing gum boy didn't bother to care about the man with the mask, he still felt disgusted by the gay guy like the man with the mask, he followed Su Bai, as if he was really just a chewing gum that wanted to stick to Su Bai's body all the time.

So now there are only two choices left. The man in the mask looked at the man in glasses. The man in glasses looked about thirty years old and looked okay, but he looked a bit old-fashioned.

Noticing that the man in the mask was looking at him, he quickly waved his hand, "I still have a wife and children, I can't mess around."

After speaking, he hurried back to his room.

Then there was only the last girl in the white skirt, but the girl in the white skirt went in and closed the door with a bang, leaving no possibility for the man in the mask. The man in the mask was still in a daze for a while, shaking his head facing the void .

"I can't help it. Everyone is unwilling. I can't force X people. Although I think red-haired women are easier to use, but that kind of woman is a bit scheming. You are planning to kill me."

The man in the mask has been live broadcasting all the time, and he can see his own camera in his mind, but the fans and the host cannot interact and chat. You can watch all the benefits of the live broadcast after the live broadcast ends.

But when there is a reminder, the live broadcast is selected and recommended by the system to the viewing area.

But the man in the mask is quite self-aware. His live broadcast will never be able to enter the viewing area. Those who can go there are some terrifying figures.

He knew exactly what the players who came to watch his live broadcast came for. He had a lot of fans, but they were all here to solve various needs.

In fact, the man in the mask had played many dungeon games of 'The Witch's Marriage Night' before, but it was strange that something was wrong this time, which made the man in the mask a little uncomfortable.

But that didn't stop him from resigning himself to the red-haired woman's room and knocking on her door.

And at this moment, in the game lobby, among the countless spectator areas, a man in a hooded sweater paused slightly as he slid across the game interface, the above picture flashed by and Su Bai turned back to the room profile.

The man's fingers rested on the screen, as if he had a bit of nostalgia. The anchor of this live broadcast was called 'Win to show you Xiao Nene'. He was not a particularly powerful person, but he was a well-known game anchor. Everything is dominated by intense X-rated images.

The man pursed his lips, and seemed to be in a strange mood. He looked at the dungeon game, and then searched for other streamers of the game in the live broadcast interface.

There are quite a few people who have entered this game, but there are only two anchors who are in the same game as Su Bai.

One is the man with the mask, and the other is the red-haired woman.

The man posted the two live broadcasts on the homepage, while he got up and walked towards the exit of the game.

He stood in front of the game exit, waiting quietly, like a statue, standing here firmly and stubbornly.

"Sir, I finally—"

The man murmured in a low voice, but the rest of the words drifted into the wind, making people feel like whispers between lovers.

If a passing player pays close attention to him, he will cry out in surprise.

Because this person is the Heimanuoshen who broke into the game more than a year ago and then soared all the way, but the strange thing is that this Nuoshen always hangs around in the novice area, as if he is afraid that others will not know him, not only the real name, but also the personal interface. They are all open to permission, and they are extremely high-profile and advertise with their own faces time and time again.

But he himself is extremely low-key, does not join the club, does not form a team to play with others, as if he is indifferent to all these, and this kind of strange behavior seems to be, as if he wants to be seen by someone.