0107 Chapter 3: The Unbelievable Kidnapping Case (Section 17)
Perhaps most people realized the potential antagonism between them from various clues through their own observations, so except for the firefighters who objected weakly, no one raised objections to the suggestion of splitting up to rest.
Some people hope to take this opportunity to observe the movements of others. It is best to have others fight to the death so that they can reap the benefits; some people have secretly planned their actions and want to get rid of other people's attention and monopolize some clues to figure it out.
The specific situation here;
As for Zhen Cheng, she simply needed to rest. She didn't seem to be able to sleep for a few minutes the night before coming here, which made her feel quite exhausted after a series of nerve-wracking mental exertions.
She never thought that it would be safer for everyone to get together. On the contrary, who among these ghosts and monsters is not a master who dares to kill in public?
The current peace and harmony is only due to everyone's vigilance against dangers from the outside world and the unknown of the unfamiliar environment. Once the hostile part of the game rules of this secret space is broken, the place with the most people will definitely be the first to be destroyed.
A purgatory on earth.
And when that time comes, the little girl who poses no physical threat but may find a way out mentally will naturally become the final target. As long as she is not involved in the first wave of madness, there will be many more.
Time to plan a way out.
Back in the room, Zhen Cheng found that it was far more difficult to lock a door that had no knob and could only be locked with a key than to pry it open. However, after spending five minutes tinkering, Zhen Cheng successfully locked himself in.
In the original room.
Zhen Cheng slept directly on the floor with his pillow on the tablecloth and chair cushions brought from the living area.
Similar situations happen in most rooms. Others have no way to lock the door like Zhen Cheng, so they use heavy objects or sanitary ware to block the door. In this way, even if they can't stop people outside from breaking into the door, they will always wake up due to the noise.
There is no chance of being attacked by surprise.
Although the number of rooms and weapons arsenal corresponding to the number of people makes people think about things in the worst direction, they are not enough to constitute conclusive evidence to cause the situation to get out of control. In other words, everyone who can realize this also understands that this may be the last time
It's time to relax and recuperate.
At such a time, a figure sneakily poked his head out of his room, wandered around for a while, and then tiptoed towards the office.
He held a key in his hand, inserted it into the keyhole and twisted it. With a click, the door opened.
"What a detective girl, she's just as full of lies as those damn guys. The key can obviously open the office."
The figure closed the door, leaned against the door, let out a long breath and muttered. The bright light in the room made his face clearly visible, and he was clearly the junior high school boy.
The furnishings in the room are more like a conference hall than an office. The space is basically occupied by a long table that can accommodate a dozen people. Other than that, there are only two filing cabinets standing in the corners.
Locking the door again with the key indoors, the boy began to look through the information in the cabinet.
His movements were methodical, as if he already knew what he was looking for. Except for occasionally stopping to retching due to dizziness, he just flipped through most of the disordered text like a revolving door.
But after a few minutes, he locked on to the only text he could understand. It was a photo that seemed to be taken directly from the diary:
Kill him! I must kill him!
Before he escaped here, he was a detective. I should have killed him first when I found out about this.
It's too late now. Everything I have done, he will find out soon, and he will know what I have done!
No... maybe it's not too late. Just do it before he tells the truth...
Put his blood on the door...I want to put his blood on the door! Yes, the red one! I don't need the truth! It's [they] who tell me, [it]
The original diary obviously has additional text, but the content contained in the photo ends here, with only a few lines.
Looking at the text in the document, his eyes locked on the line "He is about to know what I have done." The young man was lost for a moment.
The financial situation of the middle school student's family is not very good, but for the sake of face and "future", his parents want him to go to a school that requires money to attend.
So they earned a lot of face among their relatives and friends, but no one ever cared about the young man's face. They never went to the school cafeteria to eat, never invited guests out to play, never gave birthday gifts to classmates, and used shoddy stationery that had been used for ten years.
A few years old second-hand bike...
The distance from his classmates gradually developed into cynicism, and he began to hang out with his "friends" outside of school, gradually learning various techniques; such as the one that just helped him unknowingly take the key from the fireman.
Then he started to have money, and began to try to express kindness to his classmates in the same way. However, he found that there was no place for him in this small group, which was not very broad, no matter whether he looked like them now, no matter what he
What to do next.
Finally, he was caught by his class teacher while stealing class fees.
He was a very snobbish teacher, and I had always looked down upon him. His method of solving the problem was also simple and crude. In the afternoon class, a roll call would be announced, and parents would be invited tomorrow.
For teenagers, once the mask of being a top student in a prestigious school is peeled off in front of their parents, it is like the sky is falling.
From a long time ago, school is no longer a pure land. Young children have long learned to fight against each other and fight against each other.
But young people are young after all. No matter how complicated their thoughts are, they will always panic. He can't distinguish the disappointment of his parents and the lives of his classmates. He only knows that he wants to do something to cover up his crime. For him, this is
They are all equally desperate.
So, he borrowed tools from his "friends", sealed the classroom door, and solved all the problems with a fire.
Withdrawing his thoughts, he turned the pages habitually and saw this text printed on the back of the page:
Escape room (category B comprehensive competitive type)
Participants: eight people
Game rules: 1. Each player gets a random other player as a protection target, and the target can unlock exclusive props in the weapon arsenal for the player.
2 Each player gets a random other player as the assassination target, and the death of the target is a necessary condition for clearing the game.
Victory reward: The reward points are equal to the total number of deaths multiplied by two, with a base of 100. Protecting the target's survival adds an additional 300 points.
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Zhen Cheng didn't sleep deeply, but with the reasoning that she would not be a priority target and the security of locking the door, she was still completely asleep for the time being.
Not only did she fall asleep, she also seemed to have had a dream. She dreamed of a goddess whose face she could not see whispering something like "savior" to her, and then blew her breath on her face.