Seven Days Escape Game

"I know who the murderer is. It must be the one without a name. If you don't want your innocent self to be sacrificed, please forward it to others~ Happy alliance~"

Yu Mengmeng sat sideways on the side of the bed, holding a small flip phone in both hands, hesitating between "delete" and "forward" as a button option.

In the auditorium this afternoon, she was the first person to discover He Wei's death. Recalling the scene where the complete body collapsed before her eyes, she began to bite her nails nervously. Suddenly, the half body in the bathroom downstairs flashed in her mind , She turned pale, and pressed "forward" with trembling fingertips.

If the male teacher can't be found for a long time and many people die, someone in the team will definitely initiate a vote, as long as the person who is voted out in the end is not her, she doesn't want to be torn apart, she is innocent.

"Yu Mengmeng, what are you doing?"

Behind her, roommate Zhang Qingfang was just about to go to bed, and looked at her curiously.

Yu Mengmeng was startled, subconsciously closed the phone cover and stuffed it into the pillow.

She straightened her shirt and stood up, and walked to the table: "It's nothing, pack up and get ready to go to bed."

Zhang Qingfang lay down on the bed, and sighed in relief: "The day is finally over, and I don't know which unlucky ghost will be torn apart tomorrow."

The other party's tone was relaxed, Yu Mengmeng frowned and said, "Aren't you afraid that the unlucky ghost is yourself?"

"Hey? Why are you still cursing me?" Zhang Qingfang almost sat up from the bed, but after thinking about it, she said nonchalantly, "If you don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and behave in a proper way, it will never be your turn Something happened, but old girl, I don't know if I should say something or not."

Yu Mengmeng added the sentence "speaking should not be appropriate" before others' speech, and if you think it is inappropriate, don't speak.

She replied patiently, "You say."

Zhang Qingfang turned sideways on the bed and supported her head: "In this game, the most terrifying thing is probably not the female ghost."

Yu Mengmeng paused, then turned to look at her: "What do you mean?"

"The scariest thing is to count people's hearts." Zhang Qingfang pretended to "shush" mysteriously, and said, "I'm not afraid of female ghosts, I'm afraid that I will be voted out by my fellow gang."

Yu Mengmeng's eyes flickered, and he turned around to tidy up the table again.

Who is not afraid?Everyone is afraid of being the scapegoat.

Zhang Qingfang lay back down again, and sighed: "So, in the next few days, you have to be a human being with your tail clamped, and don't conflict with other players."

Yu Mengmeng didn't agree, or he was upset and too lazy to agree.

"Hey." Zhang Qingfang gossiped again: "Do you think that man without a name is weird?"

Thinking of the content of the text message, Yu Mengmeng felt nervous, afraid of revealing his secrets, and wanted to reveal the truth, so he pretended not to care and said, "What's wrong? What do you think of him?"

Zhang Qingfang glanced sideways at her back, smiled strangely, and shook her head: "It's nothing, I just think he's pretty good-looking."

Yu Mengmeng: "..."

Early the next morning.

"The tenth set of national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students begins now—the times are calling—"