Being an Extra Actor in an Escape Game

Or an event that connects the whole nightmare.

"And if the man who fell from the building connected the playground with the man who walked into the mist, then such a connection is too blunt."

Mu Jiashi nodded slowly: "The clues in this nightmare are scattered and disorganized."

Fei answered tacitly: "But in the nightmare, there must be a core event that caused the nightmare—caused the fear of the owner of the nightmare."

"...In the final analysis," the bald head said, "who is the owner of this nightmare?"

The missionaries looked at each other.

Fei murmured: "Is it that man? He collects food day after day but still feels hungry; is it a survivor in the playground? He may have feared the doomsday and the ruins; it is... She said suddenly, "Is that the man who fell from the building?"

Wu Jian's eyes widened: "Is that... the owner of the nightmare?"

The collector smiled playfully: "It's not impossible. Besides, his death didn't lead to the restart of the nightmare. Isn't that just a proof that there is indeed something wrong with him?"

Wu Jian said weakly: "Maybe it's just plot killing..."

The rest of the missionaries glanced at him at the same time.

Wu Jian immediately shut his mouth.

Mu Jiashi pondered for a moment, then said, "What if... it's a book?"

When he said these words, he thought of the book that Ringo returned to Xu Beijin; he thought of the bloody paper and a pen on the cover of that book; he thought of that day , at a certain corner of the narrow building, I met the narrow building resident holding a pen in his hand.

He said: "In this nightmare, the words we write will become garbled characters, but there is a bookstore with countless books in it-what about those books?"

The collector was the first to react, and asked in surprise and interest: "You mean we are in the same book?!"

Mu Jiashi shook his head: "No. I just think this should be a clue."

The bald head was not interested in paying attention to these fancy things, he said: "Then hurry up and go to the bookstore."

A few minutes later, the taskers came to the bookstore.

Mu Jiashi took a step forward and said to Xu Beijin who was sitting behind the bookstore counter: "Boss, let's find a book. A book that can be read clearly."

He observed the pale-skinned man, and found that there seemed to be a slight smile on the other's lips.

...is he laughing?Why?

Mu Jiashi pondered in amazement, and once again doubted whether his impression of Xu Beijin could really be applied to this man in the nightmare.

...In fact, Xu Beijin was only comforted by the cleverness of the taskers.

He felt very relieved when he looked at the tasker in front of him with an almost kind expression.However, in the eyes of the taskers, Xu Beijin at this moment is almost like a demon who saw his prey come to his door.

Although there is indeed a commonality of "delivering to your door".

His expression made Mu Jiashi almost think that he had found the wrong clue.

"Book?"

Xu Beijin repeated the word in a low voice.

Then, he laughed abruptly.

His slender, pale, graceful right hand was placed on the counter, with his index finger resting on the book, and he nodded lightly.