A peach tree made a fortune by escape game

Zhang Xinyi? !

The audience was dumbfounded, and they were all shocked by this conclusion.

Isn't the uncle Ancheng?Why did you suddenly say that he wasn't there?Archives can never be wrong.

Mo Pantao: "It's because of the files."

The uncle in charge of the dormitory had gloomy eyes, lowered his eyes and stared at the box in his arms without saying a word.

Mo Pantao: "The real Ancheng has always been there, but it is in your arms, that is, the box!"

—An urn? !

——This box accompanied the entire dungeon, and one day it was told the ashes of the dead.

The dormitory uncle threw down the rooster, "Oh."

Mo Pantao: "There is no photo in your file in the file, it was torn out and pressed on Ancheng's file. But his photo..."

Di Yuan picked up the tablet enshrined in the uncle's bedroom.

Mo Pantao unfolded the base, and on it was a more beautiful photo, "This person is the real Ancheng."

And this photo was torn from Ancheng's archives.

That is to say, as soon as Zhang Xin tore off the photo of Ancheng from the file and pasted it on the tablet of Ancheng, he pasted his own photo on the file of Ancheng.

He wants to use this to induce players to make wrong judgments.

"At first you induced us to think that you were the only one alive in the dormitory, that is, the fat man's bed. But then we found out that it didn't work..."

Mo Pantao spoke with certainty: "Actually, dormitory 419 started on February 09, 2, and the tragedy was all related to you."

The uncle in charge seemed to have never heard of it, he lowered his head and stroked the box, his eyes were full of tenderness.

——Uncle, this state is not right.

——Papa Peach is so cool, it starts with wisdom and ends with madness!

——Being fanned by this peach circle, he is really good.

Mo Pantao: "Ancheng was bullied by the three of Wang Ming, and you wanted to help him out of the sea of ​​suffering, so you created a murder that seemed to be a love affair. And it all started on January 1th. Ancheng told you that there was a a girl."

"I've always wondered why the letter that was torn in half didn't have the power of a woman. Now I want to understand, because it wasn't written by a girl at all." Mo Pantao pointed to Zhang Xinyi: "You wrote the love letter, You intentionally induced Wang Ming to think that he was loved. As a top student in psychology, you hypnotized the girl early on, making her think that Wang Ming was a bad guy who wanted to cheat on her and kill her in response."

"You also hinted at Wang Ming's friends Wu Ziling and Lu Bing, making them hate the girl who killed their friend, and they would not hesitate to teach her a lesson. But I don't think you would have thought that these two people were so ruthless that they beat the girl to death."

"You continued to hypnotize the two without a trace, one of them crashed a car by himself, and the other chose to commit suicide." Mo Pantao took out a newspaper from his arms, which was the one with the deepest layer in the file room, and said The only one alive had lost his legs.

Mo Pantao: "But then I thought Xueba didn't expect that what you did was discovered by your friends."

He opened the diary, and the pencil marks on it were a torn page.

[09.02.18.Xinyi Xinyi, why, why did you do this kind of thing, I must stop you, and I can't go wrong anymore. 】

The uncle in charge suddenly raised his head, clenched his hands, and stared fiercely at the diary with his cloudy eyes.

——Uncle has done so much, this feeling is so extreme.

——a little scary, a little moving, a little sad.

——Uncle, this kind of murder is done by high-end talents, and ordinary people can't learn it.

——It doesn't matter how good it is, dangerous goods are not as good as waste products.

Mo Pantao: "You had a dispute on the first floor and spilled the kerosene, which is Room 105. You live here now, but you can't hide the smell of gasoline and burnt inside. Why do you put things aside in other rooms? Is this room intact?"

"Because it was Ancheng who died here that day. You burned a face, broke a leg, and killed so many people for your friends. But you still didn't expect that Ancheng's final death was because of you."

Mo Pantao, who was frowning, tilted his head: "I have never understood that you are human, but why did the bed clearly tell you that you are not?"

"At the same time, I am also very surprised, why so many people died back then, but there were only a few ghosts."

He pointed to the roosters in the room: "You are offering sacrifices, and you don't hesitate to use the whole floor of ghosts and the yang energy of roosters to make sacrifices. And these three incarnate scapegoats are your roommates who were killed by you Yes, but you can't hurt again."

The uncle in charge froze, "What do you know, how do you know that I am not in pain."

——Is this really friendship?Not quite.

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Mo Pantao shook his head: "I really don't know the pain of losing relatives and friends, but I know that you made yourself inhuman and ghost for Ancheng, even as a sacrifice, just to let Ancheng be here, you sealed his soul in In the box, sacrifice him with countless sacrifices."

The dormitory uncle said that he can do anything for his friends without breaking the law.

Uncle dorm manager: "Why do you think I'm Zhang Xinyi?"

Mo Pantao: "The card tells me that the ace of hearts seems to be referring to Ancheng, but in fact it is referring to the one that A represents, Xinyixinyi."

The one who actually lived in Di Yuan's bed was An Cheng, and the one who lived in Mo Pantao's bed was Zhang Xinyi.

The reason why Di Yuan's picture is the king, Mo Pantao guessed that Ancheng was the fuse of everything that happened, the most important existence.

Uncle dormitory manager: "What you said is basically right, but there is one thing that is wrong."

Mo Pantao blinked.

Uncle dorm manager: "It's not that I didn't expect her to be beaten to death. I watched those two thugs kill her with my own eyes."

Mo Pantao still had doubts.

Why?The girl in this story is very innocent, and it's weird that she lives in the boys' dormitory.

Touching the box, the housekeeper said quietly: "Because she likes Ancheng, she doesn't hesitate to do such a thing, and Ancheng also likes her very much."

Mo Pantao's eyes flickered, he felt that the supervisor's expression was very strange.

Worried, desperate, and lingering.

The perplexed Mo Pantao was even more at a loss, and he couldn't figure it out with a frown. There was no logical problem in this.

Di Yuan's pupils were deep and deep, and San Pang, a transparent man, hesitated for a few seconds before suddenly realizing.

--oh oh!This possessiveness is terrible.

——But it's cool, I would like to overthrow the world for you.

——If someone loves me so much...

--dad:? ? ? ?

——Father looks like he doesn't understand, Yuanyuan must continue to work hard!

The housekeeper looked at Mo Pantao and Di Yuan: "I want to reproduce everything that happened ten years ago, but seeing you, I don't want to do that anymore..."

Di Yuan glanced at him condescendingly, and subconsciously pulled Mo Pantao into his arms.

The uncle in charge of the dormitory held the box and gently pressed it to his face: "You don't know, his nervous eyes seemed to be able to talk when he first entered school. I am the proud son of heaven, and the future is smooth. He is like a little rabbit who strayed into this world Fine, so cute and helpless that people want to get close."

He lowered his head and laughed, "How can I allow someone to hurt my rabbit spirit..."

The dormitory uncle took out a lighter: "I have never made up for my mistakes in my life, and you have helped me realize my life's regrets."

He directly threw the lighter on the ground: "No matter what the future holds, I hope you will grow old hand in hand..."

A few sporadic flames fell on the ground, and instantly set off a billowing flame, wrapping the old man in charge and the box.

Mo Pantao's pupils shrank suddenly: "Master, you..."

Di Yuan: "Let's go."

A black thread drilled into the ground and directly turned into a shady curtain to protect the housekeeper and the box. Di Yuan liked this kind of true lover.

Mo Pantao held Di Yuan's hand tightly: "Is this a strategy? What should I do, sir?"

Di Yuan lowered his eyes, his eyes dim: "This is his choice, he might rather die with An Cheng."

——I don't know how to say it, the uncle has done so many wrong things, but I am so worried.

——Uncle, he is just crazy about love.

——After ten years, he became old and aged, probably because An Cheng's death was a big blow.

Di Yuan: "Leave here, this is the reenactment of the fire ten years ago, let's go."

Mo Pantao nodded heavily, the three of them squeezed out of the passage, ran out of the dormitory building, ran a long distance and looked back, when the first floor that had been hidden all along appeared, looming in the flames, and in the shadow was a person standing upright And the little box I was holding.

I don't know if it was an illusion, the box shook a few times, and it turned into a figure, and the two figures looked at each other for a long time without saying a word.

The dormitory building was burning, and the terrifying flames engulfed this sad but beautiful picture. The bright orange color hit the faces, and the faces of the three of them became more rosy.Mo Pantao stared blankly at the raging burning that almost blinked, and carefully grabbed Di Yuan's hand.

Di Yuan lowered his eyes, staring straight at Pan Tao's face, and slowly curled his lips for a while.

[System] Congratulations to the players Taozhiyaoyao, Abyssal Sin, and Sanpang, who finally ushered in the dawn and became survivors after struggling to survive.

The music of victory suddenly appeared, and a line of flowing gold characters appeared in the air accompanied by fireworks.

In the dungeon, the ghost civil servants who were still trying to figure out what to sell in the next issue to accumulate popularity froze, staring blankly at the line of words in the sky and weeping bitterly.

The fake eyeball ghost was heartbroken: "I haven't talked to the Lord of the Underworld yet..."

Erpiliangui: "I haven't given away any prizes yet! I should have known it would be a special prize."

--Wow!My peach father cleared the level!Congratulations!

Ding ding dong, ding ding dong.

Countless tippings flooded in after the golden words appeared, and the notification sound lasted for a full 5 minutes. When Mo Pantao returned to the transfer area, his face was covered by the barrage.

He widened his eyes in flattery: "Wow, so many!"

——Hahaha, please be happy, Dad.

——Congratulations to Dad for clearing the level again!

——The game is very interesting, I really want to play it, and I hope I can have the same experience.

Mo Pantao hurriedly jumped up, thanking again and again, "Too, too much, thank you, thank you."

——Dad, you are amazing, and I am a fan of you.

——I hope Taotao will keep it up and will always support it.

——I ate the egg-filled biscuits in the back street, and they were really delicious. The boss is very nice.

Mo Pantao couldn't even read the barrage of bullet screens. After a few words of begging for mercy, he listened to the call from outside, and then he sincerely apologized and quit the game.

Opening the game compartment, I saw Di Yuan standing in front of me, stretching out his hand: "Get up."

Mo Pantao jumped out of the game compartment with his support, and let out a heavy breath: "Finally, I have cleared the level."

Di Yuan: "Well, how do you feel?"

Mo Pantao frowned and thought for a while: "I feel uncomfortable."

Di Yuan lowered his eyes: "Tell me about it."

Mo Pantao rubbed his eyes: "Di Yuan, they are good friends, why does the ending make people feel uncomfortable."

Di Yuan: "Maybe because I don't want to let go."

Mo Pantao: "The uncle cares about Ancheng very much, but he kills people for the sake of friendship..."

Di Yuan patted him on the head: "If it were you, I would do the same, but I won't be as incompetent as him."

Mo Pantao suddenly widened his eyes in astonishment.It's weird, but still very moving.

He pursed his lips: "But I definitely don't want my friend to do that."

Di Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, his breath was unstable, he suddenly lowered his eyes to cover up the burst of emotion at that moment, and took a deep breath.

Sensitively aware of the strangeness, Mo Pantao raised his head and patted him: "What's wrong with you?"

Di Yuan smiled slightly: "I'm very touched. We don't want to do that, we want to live happily ever after, right?"

Still weird.Mo Pantao tilted his head and said "En".

Mo Pantao lowered his eyes: "I hope that the uncle will not be sad in the future."

"They will definitely end amicably." Hugging and coaxing, Di Yuan ate tofu without a trace, and filled his mind with the picture of the honeymoon in full bloom.

Mo Pantao let out a "huh" and said, "I also hope that innocent girls will be happy in the next life."

Di Yuan carefully spies on Tao: "She will definitely find her own happiness, and Ancheng and Zhang Xinyi will also have lovers to marry."

Mo Pantao was stunned, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Huh??"

Di Yuan pretended to be puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"Lover?!" Mo Pantao licked his mouth in astonishment, seeing Di Yuan's eyes sink and sink.

Di Yuan spoke nonsense in a serious manner: "Obviously An Cheng and Zhang Xinyi are more than just friends, and of course girls can't tolerate sabotage."

Like a revelation, Mo Pantao understood.

Although he doesn't understand love, he probably understands the exclusivity of love, but the uncle just used it to kill the girl...

Di Yuan lowered his eyes and continued to probe: "Then think about it differently, if I have a partner, if I can't be the best with you, will you be sad?"

Mo Pantao tilted his head and thought for a while, the first friend would be sad if he ignored him.

Mo Pantao puffed up his face and looked unhappy: "Yes. But there is no other way. As a friend, I have to support you."

Di Yuan's pupils flashed, "We are friends, but as for lovers, Zhang Xin can't tolerate girls, it's understandable, right?"

Mo Pantao scratched his face, right, right?

Satisfied with the test results, Di Yuan chuckled lightly: "After the promotion is completed, the director will probably send us a big red envelope."

When mentioning small money, Mo Pantao was overjoyed and immediately forgot about the problem.

The already shining eyes are like two little suns, it can be said that they are very open to seeing money.

Di Yuan liked his small appearance very much.

The two waited for the director, and also the boss of a certain giant game company. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked haggard.

Letting people into the studio, before the director could speak, the boss was very excited: "Master Tao!"

Mo Pantao was taken aback, two blushes appeared on his cheeks, it was the first time he was called a master, um, a little happy.

Di Yuan's pupils were dark, and he was sitting in a stable position, as if he was at home here.

The boss didn't care either. He wiped his face and struggled for a moment: "Master, please show me the picture."

Mo Pantao's eyes lit up, and he stared carefully at the boss's eyes. After a while, he said, "Your career has not been going well recently. Wait a minute, not only your career, but your family is also bleak. Your whole life will be bleak from now on. You obviously have a A brilliant future, but it seems that everything changed two months ago. It seems that all this happened from the beginning of the career."

Mo Pantao frowned: "I feel that this strange force has eroded your life. Young woman, your relatives have been swallowed up, and it will probably swallow up the people around you next, until the future that swallows you up." life."

The boss was frightened and stupid, he asked Mo Pantao to look at the face, he did not have a tentative idea, and when he was really hit, he was struck by lightning.

The boss believed in Master Tao: "Master, please help me, I don't know what to do!"

Afterwards, the boss shared his experience.As a major game company across the country, he has developed countless popular games.However, the launch of this love game two months ago became the source of his nightmares. 18 players who played this game died for no reason within two months. This also turned the beautiful campus love game into a horror game. game of death.

He didn't understand why, how those people died, but the monitoring showed that the game suddenly went black, and then the game player died inexplicably.He has already paid compensation eighteen times, and he thought it was over, but after that, everything seemed to be controlled by him, and his daughter entered the game for some reason and...

When mentioning his daughter, the boss burst into tears and choked up with sobs.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Pantao felt uncomfortable, thinking of the separation from his mother.

Mo Pantao thought for a while: "Let me try to summon your relatives."

As a monster to ward off evil spirits, although he knows how to summon souls, it's hard to say whether he can succeed, after all, ghosts are afraid of him.

The boss's eyes widened, and there were still tears left: "Is it okay?"

Mo Pantao: "We need some tools."

In Mo Pantao's eyes, it was a strange and supernatural event, but in Di Yuan's mind, he extracted a few words: love games, role-playing...

Di Yuan: "Taotao, shall we help him? For the price..."

The boss immediately understood: "If Master Tao can help me solve it, one hundred million, no, I am willing to pay one billion!"

Di Yuan was not too satisfied, but Mo Pantao was stunned.

That, so much...

For the time being, he still doesn't know how many millions of dollars he has been tipped, and Mo Pantao, who has completely become a little rich man, is so shocked that his head is blown like fireworks.

As for the failure of the flat peach summoning?nonexistent.

The Lord of the Underworld is here, who dare not listen.

As early as when Mo Pantao suggested summoning, Di Yuan gave the god who was hiding in the dark a look.

Hades: "..."

He directly took the female ghost out and waited for Pantao to call.

The female ghost was already frightened dumbfounded by the god of the underworld: "My lord, what did I do wrong, why did you arrest me..."

She died inexplicably, is this also wrong?

Mingshen glanced at her coldly: "As soon as I hear the call, I will go to the formation by myself."

The female ghost followed the eyes of the god of the underworld, and she could faintly see an existence with a golden body all over her body, which almost knocked her out of her wits.

Underworld: "You don't have to be afraid, this is your luck."

Female ghost: "????"

Mo Pantao tilted his head and stretched out his hand to feel it: "Well, there is no need to call, she is by your side."

"Do you remember how you died?" Mo Pantao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the female ghost.