A peach tree made a fortune by escape game

Fat Uncle: "..."

It must be no good to call me so close.

The fat uncle resolutely refused to accept it, so he was tough.

But it's a pity that he doesn't have a copy of Wretched, in order to achieve the effect of the script, the phone can be picked up automatically.

[You will die in the early hours of tomorrow, hehehe——]

OK, thank you.The fat uncle was very angry, and his already round face became even rounder.

A gust of black mist blew up strangely, and the three of them couldn't open their eyes. At the same time, they vaguely heard Shuai Guo's last words.

When the gust of wind passed, there was no figure of Shuai Guo on the rooftop.

Handsome Pot's visual screen also grayed out.

Shuai Guo sat in the transition area: "Guys, I failed to complete the strategy, but I have passed the spirit to Pantao."

—— Chi Chi woo woo, why did you jump off!

——Chi Zai, come back!

——Okay, I will continue to pay attention to the successor of your will.

——Does this spiritual transmission mean 'eat'?

You can see the barrage in the game transfer area, Shuaiguo laughed: "Well, don't say it's true."

He was very grateful to Pantao, so he couldn't help but help him promote it.

"Now we are good friends, maybe we can broadcast it continuously in the future, hey, I have to fix my cool hair first, and then eat another round."

—— 2333 Chi Chi is indeed the most dedicated broadcaster.

——The No. [-] eater in history, Tao Tao, the No. [-] shopping anchor in history, and Yuan Yuan, the No. [-] cult leader in history.

——Hahaha, then follow along, the most handsome trotter in history, the most wronged sister in history.

——Upstairs, are you going to laugh at me to death so that you can inherit my money?

Their own idol became cold, and the fans turned to the good friends of idol. They still wanted to know the answer to the mystery.

There were only three of the six players left, Mo Pantao licked his mouth.

Looking at the empty night sky, he puffed up his face: "The ghost just now smells like the grove."

Uncle Fat has been predicted by death, he is not good anywhere.

Fat Uncle shivered: "It's not like I have to see him tomorrow, it's terrible."

Mo Pantao: "If we meet again, there will be a solution."

Aside from the strangeness and suddenness of the ghosts today, and Shuai Guo's obsession with death, he didn't reach out to stop him.

But he received the emergency rescue from Fatty Uncle, so he naturally protected him with all his strength.

Fat Uncle tremblingly said, "The last words haven't come yet, this kind of incongruous feeling is really annoying."

He was worried and worried all night, not daring to close his eyes the whole time, for fear of being woken up, but the ringtone of the mobile phone was as quiet as a chicken and never rang.

This is very annoying.

Mo Pantao put his hand on the door to sense it for a moment, then shook his head: "It's nothing."

Di Yuan held his hand: "The corridor is rather dark."

Mo Pantao clenched his backhand and patted his chest: "Don't worry, I'm here."

Di Yuan gave a low "hmm".

Following behind the two, the fat uncle felt that he was redundant.

Arriving safely at the dormitory, Mo Pantao took a look at the house number 419 again, lost in thought.

Di Yuan embraced him from behind, sniffing the fragrance of peach blossom secretly: "What did you think of?"

Mo Pantao: "Tell me, is this 419 or 519?"

Di Yuan's tone was low and magnetic: "Artificial smearing can cover up, but the changes at night may be an allusion to the past."

Mo Pantao nodded in agreement: "Then it is actually 519."

In other words, the cursed dormitory where five dead and one disabled really occurred is bedroom 519.

But after careful perception, Mo Pantao felt that the whole dormitory building was weird, even the real 419 was equally ominous.

The entire dormitory building exudes a corrupt and dead air, which envelopes all areas.

Mo Pantao rubbed his chin: "This building is not right."

The fat uncle was startled: "What's the matter?"

Mo Pantao: "You still remember the fire that the teacher talked about when we were in physical education class."

Fat Uncle: "Yes, two good friends had a fight."

Mo Pantao: "I think that this building was the one that started the fire, and the one that burned was actually the first floor that only appeared in the early morning."

The fat uncle swallowed: "Where, which floor?"

Mo Pantao: "It's the first floor."

He has always felt that this building is very strange, and the wall in the lobby is very inconsistent. He doesn't understand how the wall can emit so much dead air.

Thinking about it now, because that wall was never there.

The real first floor is sealed off, with a wall blocking the entire staircase.

Mo Pantao: "Behind that wall, there are actually stairs, leading to the burnt death floor."

Fat Uncle has goosebumps.

Fat Uncle: "Didn't the master of the dormitory know about it all the time?!"

Di Yuan: "He knows."

The fat uncle took a deep breath: "Then let's sort out all the clues, maybe we can connect them together."

Mo Pantao stood up and pointed at the handsome brother's bed: "He went to school as a rich second generation, and he bullied the little A who is good at studies but has a poor family."

"The rich second generation received a love letter, and was killed by sister D in the grove."

"Sister D was beaten to death by the fat uncle's bed and the foodie's bed. The foodie's bed committed suicide and died. The fat uncle's bed survived an accident."

Mo Pantao pointed to Di Yuan's bed: "The person on this bed was burned to death, so it must be one of the people who caused the fire."

Fat Uncle: "Who was the other one who escaped?"

After tidying up a little bit, Mo Pantao suddenly stopped: "The rich second generation brought two friends to bully little A, so is it possible for these two friends to avenge the rich second generation, like beating the murderer but accidentally killing her? If you think about it this way, Little A is not a bed for fat uncles or a bed for foodies, right?"

The fat uncle suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, yes! It makes sense!"

Mo Pantao frowned: "But if you guess that little A is the housekeeper, even if he is alive, he must correspond to the fat uncle's bed."

Di Yuan had a smile in his eyes and straightened his chest proudly. His flat peaches are so cute.

Fat Uncle suddenly said: "Have you forgotten, Miss D's last words said, be careful of fat people and foodies."

Mo Pantao slapped his hands: "That's for sure, handsome brother's friends are Fat Uncle Bed and Foodie Bed, and they beat up girls for their friends."

The fat uncle quickly waved his hands: "Wait a minute, little a is the uncle, but my bed is a friend who bullies little a, there can't be two living people."

Mo Pantao's eyes flickered: "Then, unless the uncle..."

Fat Uncle's hair stood on end: "He's not human!"

Di Yuan nodded: "It makes sense."

Mo Pantao frowned: "But I sense that he has the breath of a living person, even though he looks scary."

He still has a lot of doubts: "I really want to know, why do girls kill handsome brother?"

Di Yuan: "What if she was hypnotized?"

A psychologist bully hypnotized her dorm roommate and asked her to kill someone, which completely matched the clues given by the moral teacher.

Fat Uncle spoke convincingly: "Brother handsome died of desire, but he died of indirect killing. Everything points to little A, he is the murderer!"

Mo Pantao pouted, always feeling that something was neglected.

But if you think about it carefully, everything makes sense according to reasoning, so let's see what clues will come next.

knock knock.

There was no one who knocked on the door in the middle of the night except the housekeeper.

The fat uncle tensed up all over, and when the human leather vest was torn off, he became even more terrified of this uncle.

"It's getting dark, hurry up and go to bed! There is still law class tomorrow!"

After finishing a line, the old housekeeper left. This time, the fat uncle was shocked to hear the footsteps, and it was no longer silent.

Mo Pantao and Di Yuan looked at each other, and frowned: "There are still important clues tomorrow."

Seeing that the time was approaching two o'clock, he put his palms together facing the camera: "My friends, it's time to rest, you should also sleep well."

- ok ok ok!Taotao pats.

——mua, give Taotao a goodnight kiss.

——Shoutao Slave Yuanyuan: Finally, I can pull the lantern sauce to brew.

——Hahaha, tell the truth!

Mo Pantao tilted his head to look at Di Yuan: "Little Heiba, don't you say goodbye to the audience who like you?"

This is what he learned from Fat Uncle. Although Fat Uncle is not very courageous, he will often say something to the audience on the screen, and it is amazing to watch.

He wants himself to be popular, and he also wants his friends to be popular, and little tricks are needed.

Di Yuan nodded slightly and waved his hand towards the screen, which can be said to be extremely perfunctory.But it may be that the child who has always been abused was suddenly caressed by the perpetrator, and he was particularly flattered. A group of Stockholm patients screamed excitedly.

——Good night, Yuanyuan, worship boss!

——Baibaiyuanyuan.

——Love you, Yuanyuan pushes her all her life!

The screen went black at two o'clock on time, and the fans who licked the screen were still happy. They seized the time and voted for the last round of rewards before bidding farewell.

In bedroom No. 419, where no one is paying attention, Mo Pantao and Di Yuan went into the bathroom together and came out together.

As a single dog who watched the whole process, Uncle Fat said that he was hit by ten thousand points of crit.

But he didn't expect that his blood bar would be emptied soon, and the two dogs were holding hands and lying on the same bed.

The fat uncle completely understood, what kind of ambiguous person set up cp, these two have never been innocent.

At night, Mo Pantao's voice was particularly crisp.

"Little Heiba, lie down and I'll hold your hand, will this make you feel better?"

"Better, I'll just hug you."

"Well, good."

The fat uncle who was as quiet as a chicken hugged his fat self distressedly, and sneered in his heart: I believe your evil.Afraid of the dark?

Even though he knew that there would be no ghosts overnight, the fat uncle didn't dare to rest, his pair of small eyes were wide open, it was too bad.

Early in the morning, the three of them got up at the urging of the old man, and when they came to the snack street again, Mo Pantao widened his eyes in astonishment.

Compared with yesterday, today can be said to be a bustling snack street that has just begun to take shape.

At a glance, there are at least a hundred or so small stalls, and there were less than twenty bosses yesterday.

There were only three buyers, and the sellers exploded with extreme enthusiasm, and there were endless shouts, and today's activities are more and richer.

"New opening, buy one get five free! Buy one get five free!"

"The first three get a free tasting!"

In order to win the favor of the Lord and Queen of the Underworld, and obtain the certificate of the five-A booth, the bosses are shameless.

I can't wait not to give it away for nothing, just take it and choose it!

Uncle Fat was shocked by this weird popularity, he was out of shape, does the real society have this kind of snack street?impossible.

Being stuffed with a lot of food for free, the only time Fatty felt that the game had something good.

At least not fat.

These ghost bosses flattered and feared the Underworld Lord and the Underworld Queen, and offered 120 hearts to give away food.

Mo Pantao was stuffed with a big and round candied haws, and blinked.

The boss tried his best to smile: "Student is very tired from school, I will give you a string of candied haws, come back next time after eating."

These words were exactly the same as what the backstreet egg-filled biscuit owner said. Mo Pantao blinked in surprise, nodded vigorously, and took a bite.

The pretty face swelled up and shook up and down.

It's so cute.

It's so sweet, Mo Pantao narrowed his eyes: "It's so sweet and delicious!"

The flat peach tree, who had never eaten candied haws, was conquered by the candied haws, and he happily handed it to Di Yuan to share the food.

Mo Pantao: "Sweet and sour, try it!"

Di Yuan glanced at the boss faintly, and bit down one, the taste was just like that, it couldn't hold back the sweetness in his heart.

Mo Pantao Le tilted his head, ready to share Fat Uncle one.

The boss had quick eyes and quick hands, quickly grabbed two and stuffed them into the hands of the fat uncle: "This kid is so well-proportioned, hurry up and eat two more."

Fat Uncle: "..."

The boss has a good heart, but it's wrong to secretly dislike him for being fat.

Mo Pantao smiled and said, "Well, fat uncle, eat quickly, it's delicious, thank you, boss!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome! Come to eat more often in the future! I'll make you better candied haws!" The boss folded happily, thinking that the five-A is hopeful.

It's impossible not to be jealous.Other bosses are also working hard to fight for the future.

Mo Pantao took and ate all the way, but his combat power was limited, and he couldn't eat much if he didn't eat much. The boss secretly hated the bad position.

Boss A still didn't give up: "I'll pack it for you and go home to eat."

Boss B echoed: "The class is so boring, can you listen while eating?"

The masses of people who eat melons have a dumbfounded face, can this still be the case?When will they meet such a selfless boss!

——Hundreds of food stalls, three buyers, must work hard.

——Taotao is so cute when she eats candied haws, she wants to eat them too!

——The owner of the candied haws praised it, knowing the beauty of adults!

——Praise!You can eat a bunch of round peaches, but the fat uncle can eat it by himself!

Not to mention others, the boss of Candied Haws himself feels that the future is bright, and after receiving the ghost, he likes micro-enterprises, so he will share food with the ghost master to get!

In this battlefield without gunpowder, the candied haws boss won a big victory!

The three of them entered the classroom with a pile of food.

It’s still the weird Hehehe laughing paper figurine classmate, three of the six tablets on the table have changed.

The handsome pot base is a six of spades.

Fat Uncle slurred his speech while eating: "Oh, six of spades? Bigger than me? I'm a five of diamonds, what are you guys?"

There are only three players left, and they don't need to hide, after all, they are a united front.

Mo Pantao: "I am the Ace of Hearts."

Di Yuan: "king."

——yooooo~~Yuanyuan is domineering!

——I Yuan really deserves to be the cult leader!

——Five of diamonds, six of spades, Q of clubs, A of hearts, little king, big king.

Fat Uncle said 'this is unscientific', "Just my youngest? Both kings and kings? How do you smoke?"

Mo Pantao blinked: "I'm choosing cards, I chose this one."

The corner of Fat Uncle's mouth twitched fiercely: "This makes me very angry."

Everyone is a player, didn't he charge money?Why did he take this picture straight on his face as soon as he went online?

Mo Pantao was puzzled and said, "But among the six, there are no five of yours."

Fat Uncle waved his hand with a look of unfairness on his face.

"Hehehe——" There was another weird paper man's smile in his ears, and the fat uncle forgot his depression in an instant, and took out the mahogany talisman.

When the law teacher came in, the three of them were stunned.

The fat uncle was stunned: "Master?!"

The uncle in charge of the dormitory looked like a man, he put down the box: "The law class discusses whether it is legal to do things that hurt others for the sake of friendship."

The paper figurine laughed: "It's legal, teacher!"

One raised his hand, and the other paper figurines also raised their hands with a smile. Surprisingly, all the paper figurines agreed.

The teacher, the master of the law, the housekeeper, and the teacher nodded in satisfaction.

Mo Pantao puffed his face, "It's not legal."

Di Yuan patted his head, what the law is, he is the law.If someone hurts Pantao, he will kill him too.

However, his dark side was not ready to be revealed, and he said nonsense in a serious manner: "Yes, it's not legal."

Fat Uncle was dumbfounded, is this still a discussion?

In normal thinking, this is impossible.Is it legal to do anything hurtful for the sake of friendship?

Is this the central idea of ​​the dungeon?

Those two friends should be praised for fighting girls for their handsome bed?

They were inexplicable in this class, and the clue was probably this proposition, but it made the three of them even more confused.

after class.

Mo Pantao puffed his face: "Since it is legal, then such a thing must have happened."

Uncle Fat feels that today's lesson has no special meaning: "We figured it out yesterday, aren't those two friends the same?"

Mo Pantao frowned, feeling that it was not that simple. It was strange that there was no case today.

Moreover, it is even more unusual that the dormitory uncles are all on stage as lecturers.

Especially when he was about to leave class, he said: "If it were me, for the sake of friendship, I would do anything to please, and it would not break the law."

Is it legal if you don't break the law, or is it not illegal if you can't catch it?