Chapter 47: Happy Event in the Mountain Village 7 Baichuan suddenly remembered the...
"You guys go down first. I'll accompany Yirou and come down later." An Rao walked to the door of the room and made a gesture to see the guests off.
"Let's go together. Don't try to hide the clues." The scarred man took a step into the room and said coldly. The other players who were originally preparing to go downstairs to eat stopped when they heard this.
The seemingly weak and pretty young man slowly stood up, adjusted his glasses, and looked at the fierce and obviously difficult-to-talk prick in front of him with a colder look than ever before: "First of all, we are not allies, and there is no rule that information must be shared between strangers; secondly, information exchange should be equal, and I have no obligation to share information with you unilaterally; finally, even if we are a team, from entering the haunted house to now, I have not seen you make any contribution to other teammates in the haunted house."
"So, I refuse." An Rao closed the door decisively.
"By the way, let me remind you that Article 6 of the Haunted House Rules prohibits destroying any items in the Haunted House. I advise you not to kick the door."
"Fuck!" The scarred man cursed viciously and lowered his leg that had been raised high to kick the door.
Only An Rao, Bai Chuan, Su Ming and Shi Yirou were left in room 202.
"I just gave them so much information, that's already enough," An Rao muttered as he lay on the floor, "Of course the next part requires payment, I hate the feeling of being pimped out the most."
Bai Chuan:......
Su Ming: ...
Shi Yirou: ...
An Rao was wearing black trousers. Although they were not tailor-made, the young man had a handsome figure, so even ordinary commuter trousers fit him very well. The kneeling posture made the trousers tightly wrap around the young man's thighs, revealing his beautiful leg lines and... his sunken narrow waist. Baichuan suddenly remembered the hot kiss that made him unconscious in the pirate ship surrounded by ghosts, so his eyes moved to the side very subtly.
"Boss, what are you looking at while lying on the ground?" Curious baby Su Ming was also about to come over.
"Don't move," Baichuan immediately prohibited, "Stand still where you are."
"Wei Ronger is missing." An Rao said as he put his face to the ground and observed carefully.
"Ah!" Su Ming and Shi Yirou screamed at the same time. Disappearance in the amusement park can be directly assumed to be death.
"She disappeared without a trace, and there are almost no clues in the room, except for a circular mark on the ground that is completely dust-free and a few grains of black ash." An Rao slowly approached Shi Yirou's bed. Room 202 was like Room 206, with a thin layer of dust on the floor. Since Shi Yirou and Wei Ronger were both spotted by the ghosts in the haunted house last night, and there was a strange circular mark left in Wei Ronger's room, maybe there would be some clues left in Shi Yirou's room as well.
"Strange." An Rao frowned and looked at the part of Shi Yirou's bed near her head for a long time, then turned around and looked carefully at everyone's shoes. Shi Yirou was wearing a pair of thick-soled black loafers popular among girls, while Su Ming was wearing sneakers that were a must-have for high school students. The soles of both types of shoes were very wide, while he and Bai Chuan were both wearing leather shoes, his own ordinary commuter leather shoes and Bai Chuan's finely crafted Oxford shoes. Although both shoes had narrow toe caps, he and Bai Chuan were both men, so even with narrow shoes, the shoe prints were relatively wide.
"Besides me and Baichuan, has anyone else entered your room?" An Rao asked.
"No, sister Yirou and I are not familiar with others, so we have never let anyone in." Su Ming shook his head.
An Rao looked at the unfamiliar shoe prints on the ground, and a chill ran up his spine. The shoe prints at the head of the bed were much simpler than those at other places on the floor because of the bedside table blocking the way. Except for the occasional shoe prints of Shi Yirou's loafers, there were not even any shoe prints of Su Ming's sneakers. Then who left these small, narrow shoe prints with triangular toes?
"Look," An Rao pointed at the almost unrecognizable shoe prints, "there is a pair of very small shoe prints here, with triangular pointed toes and narrow body. Whose shoe prints do you think these are? Or what kind of shoes are they?"
"The shoe prints are arranged symmetrically rather than one after the other, which means someone once stopped and stood at the head of the bed instead of just passing by." Baichuan squatted down beside An Rao.
Shi Yirou took one look and her face turned pale. She stumbled back a few steps, and cold sweat immediately covered her forehead: "Oh my God!"
"What's wrong? What did you think of?"
"Those of us who study art often do cosplay. I am familiar with this shoe print. It is... the shoe print of a pair of embroidered shoes!"
"Ahhhh! Embroidered shoes!!!!" Thinking about a female ghost wearing embroidered shoes entering his room last night, Su Ming's voice changed.
An Rao cursed inwardly, as expected, the haunted house was meant to be Chinese-style horror!
As soon as Shi Yirou said this, the whole room seemed to darken by several degrees, and everyone felt a cool breeze blowing behind them. An Rao patted his knees and stood up to look at Shi Yirou: "It seems that there was indeed a ghost yesterday, standing at the head of your bed and trying to lure you and then kill you, but was interrupted by Su Ming or something else, so it only left a mark on your forehead."
"Then tonight..." Shi Yirou began to get scared.
"Be smart tonight. If the ghost can only trick people into falling into its trap through dreams, try to remind yourself before going to bed not to take a step forward no matter what happens." Baichuan said from the side.
This is all we can do for now.
"Let's go. We can't be away from the main group for too long. Let's go have breakfast first." An Rao stood up and said. He had been nervous for a long time since early in the morning and was indeed hungry.
The Zheng family's house is quite old, and the stairs creak when stepped on. Bai Chuan walks behind An Rao. The young man in front of him has a thin back, and through his not-too-thick white shirt one can even see the graceful shape of his butterfly bones. He lowers his head, as if hiding something on his mind. His white neck looks like a swan's neck, elegant and fragile, and can be held firmly in one hand.
Baichuan coughed and said, "What happened when you went to get the key to Room 206?"
The handsome young man walking in front turned around and looked at Baichuan, with a hint of hesitation between his brows: "I went to Aunt Li to ask for the spare key. She said there was only one key for each room, and the one she gave me was the key to Room 206."
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The breakfast prepared by the Zheng family is very rich. Meat buns, vegetarian buns, fried cakes, deep-fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and soy milk are the most traditional breakfast combination. They are even more fragrant and delicious because they are freshly out of the pot.
As soon as the four of them sat down, the other six pairs of eyes immediately looked over.
An Rao picked up a fat white steamed bun, took a bite and swallowed it with soy milk, then slowly said, "Everyone should have known that Wei Rong'er disappeared. As for the red dot between Shi Yirou's eyebrows, I just checked 202 and found unfamiliar shoe prints on the ground. Considering that this is a haunted house amusement project, I guess it is the prints of embroidered shoes, but the relationship between the red dot between Shi Yirou's eyebrows and the shoe prints is still unknown."
When they heard the word embroidered shoes, everyone's faces turned very ugly.
An Rao paused at the right time and began to eat breakfast slowly, waiting for other players to use their imagination. This is a negotiation strategy as a lawyer. Sometimes you don't need to do anything extra. You just need to throw out the most fatal fact or opinion. Time will allow this fact and opinion to ferment on its own in a high-pressure environment of information asymmetry with the help of fear as a catalyst, and then become a storm that destroys the city.
Too many things happened this morning. An Rao came late and was very hungry. After he finished speaking, he saw that Baichuan had put a steamed bun and a vegetarian bun on his plate. It was a good opportunity for him to have a good meal during the fermentation period. However, eating was one thing, and the reactions of other players did not escape Lawyer An's eyes.
He was very familiar with those expressions, all of which were the true feelings revealed after being legally threatened by the lawyer, from fear to calculation to confusion, then to helplessness and finally to the loss of what to do after the plan failed.
When it comes to life and death, people’s instinctive desire to survive cannot be concealed at all.
An Rao took out a tissue and wiped his hands. He looked up at the players present and found that they were all staring at him. Then he slowly began to assign tasks: "I said before that we are all strangers and no one owes anyone anything. But if we want to survive in this haunted house, only information sharing can save our lives. Information is the most valuable thing. I have revealed all the information I know. This is the greatest sincerity I can show. Next, I hope everyone can divide the work and share information. Only by piecing together all the clues obtained by everyone can we find the rules of death, find the seal and leave."
"This is an amusement project in the third map. You are not novices. If you really want to hide it, I can't force you. However," An Rao carefully folded the paper towel he used to wipe his hands into a regular square and neatly pressed it under the plate, then placed the spoon and chopsticks neatly, "You may have formed an alliance privately, and my team accounts for two-fifths of the total number of players. If we talk about finding clues, I think it will be difficult for you to surpass us. I am very fair. If you don't tell you, I will definitely not tell you, or in other words, I will not tell you the real clues I have."
For a moment, all the players fell silent, leaving only the steamed buns on the table emitting hot steam.
"What are your plans?" Gao Zhifei broke the silence.
"It's very simple. We haven't officially opened the haunted house map since last night, but there are only five days left. Apart from the rooms we each stay in, we haven't checked any other places. If we divide them by room, we can currently divide them into five groups. If we divide the village into four areas from east to west and south to north with the Zheng family mansion located in the center of the village as the center, we need four groups to investigate the four areas of the village respectively, and leave another group to investigate the Zheng family itself. Everyone can now start claiming the plots they want to investigate."
"We, 202, claim the eastern area of the village." Shi Yirou and Su Ming were the first to respond to An Rao.
"Then Xiao Fang and I will claim the west area of the village. But Xiao Fang will have to put up with my useless old bones." Wang Quanmin also accepted the task very readily.
"Grandpa Wang, please stop saying that. I'm young and it's my duty to run more." Fang Qingqing blinked her eyes. She didn't care at all that Wang Quanmin didn't discuss this matter with her when he accepted the task. Instead, she comforted him in a gentle voice.
An Rao kept smiling at everyone in front of him. This Fang Qingqing was a little special. If she was really a naive person, how did she survive to the third map? If not, even Oscar winners couldn't act like her.
"My husband and I claim the South District," Gao Zhifei said on behalf of him and He Xin.
"What do you think?" An Rao turned to ask the scarred man and Cheng Lin. Because they had confronted him in front of the door before, the scarred man had been staring at An Rao with a gloomy face since An Rao sat down, while Cheng Lin next to him had been a little absent-minded since yesterday, as if there was something here that made him very uncomfortable and he had to avoid it.
"What do you choose?" asked the man with the scar.
"My roommate and I have chosen to stay at Zheng's house." An Rao answered without even looking at Bai Chuan. He knew that Bai Chuan must agree with him.
"Humph," the scarred man sneered, "Then we have to choose Zheng's house too."
"Okay!" An Rao breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his shoulders and leaned back in his chair, as if a huge stone had been lifted off his chest, and he looked much more relaxed. "Then let's go to the North District in Room 201."
"Wait," the scarred man rolled his eyes and interrupted An Rao, "204 goes to the North District."
"What right do you have to keep changing it?" Su Ming yelled in dissatisfaction, "You just think my boss is easy to talk to, right? Who do you think you are?"
"Don't be like this. Unity is the most important thing right now. It doesn't matter where you look. I don't care." An Rao pressed down the indignant high school student beside him.
"How is it? Dear guests, isn't the food in our village particularly delicious? It's all pure natural food with no additives!" The enthusiastic plump Aunt Li came over and greeted us in an apron covered with flour.
"It's delicious! Thank you, Aunt Li!" An Rao showed Aunt Li a harmless smile, "But Aunt Li, could you please give us another set of tableware? There are eleven of us in total, and there are only ten sets of tableware on the table."
"Hey?" Aunt Li was a little surprised. "Aren't there ten of you?"
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