Handing Women’s Clothes To the Escape Game BOSS

I don’t know what’s going on, but now it’s only around 1 o’clock, Jiang Xiuxiu feels more and more sleepy.

Even though she didn’t do anything, she felt tired.

After she lay in bed, she had planned to chat with Ye Ming for a while.

But before she could speak, the scene in front of her gradually began to dim.

Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng

At the same time as sleepiness, there are some strange movements upstairs.

Jiang Xiuxiu rubbed his eyes and recognized it with difficulty. This was the sound from the stairwell.

beep… beep… beep… beep…

These footsteps were a little heavy, and they were simple and brisk when walking, not procrastinating at all. It didn’t look like the old man was going downstairs, but more like a young man.

When these voices sounded, Jiang Xiuxiu could clearly feel that the originally lifeless hotel seemed to come alive in an instant.

The rustling voices came from all corners of the hotel, and further afield, there were strange thumps.

So, who is the one who made these moves?

Those mysterious guests on the fifth floor?

Jiang Xiuxiu wanted to take a look, but she was already too sleepy.

Finally, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

…

During this sleep, she slept soundly and did not dream.

There was darkness in her sea of ​​consciousness, unknowingly and unaware.

I don’t know how long it took, when Jiang Xiuxiu was half asleep, she heard a few soft calls from her ear:

“Jiang Xiuxiu, wake up… Jiang Xiuxiu…”

“Jiang Xiuxiu, the game is about to start…”

What’s wrong…who is calling her?

She opened her eyes in a daze, and found that she was not lying on the bed of the hotel, but appeared in a narrow and dark room.

Everything around was pitch black, nothing could be seen, nothing could be touched.

There were other players sitting beside her, everyone formed a circle, and everyone was looking at her.

Jiang Xiuxiu was stunned to find that at this moment, he was kneeling on the floor.

In front of her was a small mirror, on which a number 4 was written with red paint, and a candle was placed on both sides of the mirror.

Through the dim candlelight, Jiang Xiuxiu could see herself in the mirror, her face was pale and her eyes were faint, not like a living person.

This is where?

Shouldn’t she be sleeping in a hotel room, why is she here? !

Jiang Xiuxiu’s heart panicked, she looked up and saw that Ye Ming was sitting opposite her.

Seeing her looking over, Ye Ming nodded slightly at her.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiuxiu calmed down a little.

At this moment, a slow voice sounded from above their heads——

“All players are in place, the game begins.”

This person speaks very slowly, his voice is hoarse and unpleasant, and when he appears in a dark room out of thin air, he has an indescribable gloomy feeling.

Jiang Xiuxiu quickly recognized that the person who was speaking now was the old woman from before.

game?

Almost instantly, Jiang Xiuxiu understood that what they were going to do next was the game of the dead!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiuxiu took a deep breath and glanced at the other players without leaving a trace.

Now, she noticed something different.

Including her, there are now sixteen players sitting in a circle.

The player who disappeared before is also among them!

She also found that in front of the other players were the same as her, with a mirror and two candles.

Everyone’s faces were very poor, and some even showed a look of panic.

“Someone must have discovered that among you, some people are not living, but undead.”

Just as Jiang Xiuxiu was speculating secretly, the old man said.

She took out three dice, and while shaking them in her hands, she walked slowly to them.

The crisp sound of the dice colliding is particularly clear in a quiet room.

“The steps of the undead game are very simple,” the old man said. “Just find all the undead among you, and you will be considered a success.”

“What if you can’t find it?” a player asked.

The old man listened and laughed strangely: “If the game fails, you will naturally be punished.”

She didn’t say what the punishment was, but the players clearly understood what she meant.

After all, the old man introduced the general steps of the undead game.

When Jiang Xiuxiu woke up, she found the number 4 written on the mirror in front of her.

In fact, the numbers 1 to 16 are written on each player’s mirror, which is their number.

From 1 to 16, all are seated in a counter-clockwise order in a circle.

The number on the left of Jiang Xiuxiu is 3, the number on the right is 4, and Ye Ming’s number is 10.

As the old man said, this game is really simple.

All you need to do is close your eyes to the mirror and recite the number of the “undead” you think three times in your heart.

The dice in the old man’s hand are used to draw players.

After the old man throws the dice, he adds up the last numbers, whichever is the number, and it is the player’s turn to play the undead game.

If the sum of the rolls is 17 or 18, the round will be cancelled and the old man will start to roll again.

After figuring out the rules, Jiang Xiuxiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Her memory has always been very good. After realizing that a player was missing in the cafeteria just now, she specially memorized the appearance and characteristics of the remaining players.

Now, with little effort, she has found the real “undead”.

As long as no other players disappear in the remaining hours after dinner, she’s basically not in any danger!

Just as Jiang Xiuxiu was thinking like this, the old man’s hoarse voice sounded from behind.

“Start drawing players,” she said.

As the old man’s voice fell, she threw the three dice in the middle of the circle surrounded by the players.

They rolled on the ground a few times, and finally stopped.

One, three, three.

The numbers on the three dice add up to 7.

Jiang Xiuxiu was slightly startled after seeing the numbers on the front of the dice.

She knew on the 7th, precisely the “undead” she recognized just now!

What’s going on… The player selected for the first time is actually an undead?

Is this a coincidence, or did the old man do it on purpose?

After confirming the number, everyone’s eyes turned to player No. 7.

As the one who was selected, No. 7 not only did not show a nervous or panicked look, but slowly showed a smile.

Under the dim yellow light, the smile on No. 7’s pale face was strange and stiff, and there was an indescribably creepy feeling.

Looking at this scene, for some reason, Jiang Xiuxiu suddenly recalled what the old man had said a few hours ago—

“The undead game is a game for the dead.”