Different rules
At this time, a crushing fight broke out in another tea room.
Ping-pong, there was quite a lot of noise.
The anxious Wang Keke grabbed a man's hands and pressed his face on the table.
The ten-square-meter tea room is very crowded with three sets of tables and chairs, plus a black marble bar.
When this disheveled man came to the tea room, he saw her drinking boiled water. He hesitated at the door for a while, then rushed over ferociously.
Wang Keke saw the murderous intent in his eyes and had to fight back.
I don’t know what’s wrong with him, but he wanted to attack her as soon as he came in.
But the worst problem was her. She couldn't make any sound and became a mute.
“…Don’t kill me…”
Wang Keke, who captured the man, was shocked.
So he can talk?
The man who was out of his wits burst into tears, his tears streaming down the table, his body shaking uncontrollably. "Please... I don't have the key... Don't kill me..."
Wang Keke:?
What do you mean?
Wasn't he the one who initiated the attack?
But she couldn't speak, couldn't ask. She cautiously and slowly let go of the man's hands, turned away from him and put her back to the water dispenser.
The shocked man opened his eyes wide with tears in his eyes, stared at Wang Keke in disbelief and got up.
Wang Keke crossed her arms across her chest.
The man stopped making trouble and crawled out of the tea room.
After he disappeared from sight, Wang Keke massaged her sore arm with a grin.
Since she came in, her muscles have been aching slightly. She walks slowly and can't run. The pain is more obvious when she moves.
have to.
Each attack will reduce your physical strength by 5%.
She reluctantly took another glass of boiled water to restore 5% of her strength.
Now, her physical strength is only 95%.
She was about to leave when she accidentally saw a ball of paper under the bar and quickly picked it up to check.
The dim light from the phone screen quietly illuminated the contents of the paper ball, the handwriting on it was shaking and sloppy:
There are monsters everywhere. Don't believe them. They will trick me into going to the teacher's office and listening to the strange noise. They will take my keys. I can't escape. There is no way to escape.
When Wang Keke saw these messages, she felt a sense of déjà vu.
In the Qingshui apartment building, there were also many desperate messages like “can’t escape”, but in the end, didn’t the captain still lead them to escape?
She firmly believed that there must be a way to escape!
Regardless of whether the sister is found or not, as long as they crack the field of ghost stories as soon as possible, the sister who has not been mentally polluted can return to reality.
She knew her sister, and she was not the type to give away food easily.
Wang Keke took a deep breath and made up her mind to find a solution.
Then she walked out of the tea room, unable to speed up.
Wang Keke ate one of the mint candies on her body and returned one to Yu Xiaowan. She had only one left, and she knew she couldn't be as reckless as before.
She walked carefully down the narrow, dimly lit corridor, notebook tucked into her pants, and on the way she picked up a flashlight and held it tightly in her hand.
Turning into the dark fork, she relied on listening to the sound of lectures to identify the location of the classroom. After quietly passing a classroom, she groped into a room full of rustling noises.
She turned on the flashlight.
Oh no!
The pale light shone on Weekend.
She waved joyfully.
Weekend was suddenly startled and stared at Wang Keke, then slowly walked away from the desk and approached.
The cold light illuminated his gloomy face, and the murderous look between his brows was like a sharp blade, causing Wang Keke to restrain her smile and realize that something was wrong.
Unfortunately, she couldn't shout.
Then she saw Weekend pick up the scissors from the pencil holder.
Oops.
A strong wind blew in her face and a pair of silver scissors flashed past her eyes. She raised the flashlight to block the scissors.
What's wrong with this guy!
Wang Keke angrily raised her knee to attack his abdomen, but the other party blocked it with one hand and slashed at her throat with the scissors in his other hand.
This guy wanted to kill.
Surprised, she leaned back and kicked him in the wrist.
Although Weekend was in pain, he still held the scissors tightly, but his attack was a little more hesitant - this monster's counterattack was systematic and well-trained.
While daydreaming, Wang Keke endured the pain in her muscles, turned around and kicked Weekend in the chest. The latter blocked it neatly with his palm and wrapped around her legs.
She narrowed her eyes sharply.
This guy's clean and ruthless skills are comparable to those of a killer, and his true identity is quite interesting.
Wang Keke wanted to put an end to the infighting, so she suddenly bent her knees with the legs he had grabbed, and turned around to break free from his restraints.
This trick is a family tradition of hers.
Weekend surprise.
During the combat training class, he practiced one-on-one with Wang Keke and had seen her use this move.
Wang Keke distanced herself from him, picked up the pen on the table, and took out the notebook tucked into her trouser waistband to write.
She tried to communicate through text.
But when she raised the page she was writing on, Weekend opposite her had a complicated expression and shook his head.
Wang Keke:?
She took it back and looked at what she had written.
There are no typos.
Is the weekend illiterate?
Impossible, how could he understand the rules if he couldn't read?
She couldn't figure it out.
"I don't understand what you wrote." Weekend finally spoke.
He really couldn't stand this guy's silly look.
The monster before him was a puppet without facial features. It took back its notebook to look at the scribbles it had written, then stretched out a finger to scratch its bald head.
Wang Keke's pupils trembled.
He can actually speak!
It’s easy!
She tapped the table with her fingers, typing out Morse code to identify herself.
Given his status, he should have learned Morse code.
Weekend listened carefully to the rhythm of her tapping and confirmed his guess. "You are Wang Keke."
She nodded vigorously with joy, feeling as moved as if she had met a relative.
"You can't speak?"
She shook her head hurriedly.
Weekend flashed a mischievous smile. "Do you want to know what you look like to me now?"
Wang Keke nodded curiously.
"Naked..."
Wang Keke: ...
"It's hard..."
Wang Keke: …………
"The limbs and torso are segmented, which is ugly."
Wang Keke:!!!
She immediately flexed her knuckles, as if she was going to beat him in the head.
"But I guess it's the roles we choose," he said, changing the subject.
Wang Keke calmed down and nodded.
"Do you recognize me?" Weekend thought.
Wang Keke nodded again and typed "ZHOU MO" in Morse code.
Weekend was convinced that it was the "role" he chose that caused him to fail to recognize Wang Keke, and that caused Wang Keke to be unable to speak. "I chose role B, what about you?"
Knock, knock——
Meaning A.
He understood. "I found two notebooks on the road, and the rules in them are not exactly the same. I suggest we exchange the rules and compare them."
She agreed, pulling out her notebook.
The two people exchanged and carefully compared each rule.
Wang Keke saw that the rules for the weekend were:
You are a lie and the truth.
Please escape at all costs.
1. Please remember that you are human.
2. Any living thing that can move can be a friend, an enemy, or even a corpse. (Kill them all!)
3. What tortures you is often reality, not truth.
4. Stay away from teachers wearing suits of any color and avoid communicating with them.
5. The white pills are opportunities, but they only last for five minutes. They are usually hidden in the desk pocket. (You will see what you want to see)
6. Drinking boiled water can replenish your physical strength.
7. Remember the color of your keys, and keep them safe. Don’t let them be taken away. (They will.)
8. Stay away from books and pick up lost notebooks.
9. When you see electric wires, please do not approach them, run in the opposite direction immediately.
10. Classrooms are dangerous, and offices are safe but also dangerous.
11. The switch represents life, but it is also a trap of death. Only the key can open it.
12. Only this rule is completely correct.
On weekends, I saw Wang Keke's rules:
The truth is known only to a few.
Please escape at all costs.
1. Please remember that you are human.
2. Any living thing that can move can be a friend, an enemy, or even a corpse. (%#@%)
3. Either explode in silence or perish in silence. (,%@#?……%@)
4. Stay away from teachers wearing suits of any color and avoid communicating with them.
5. The white pill may make your condition worse.
6. You can drink boiled water to replenish your energy, but try not to drink cola.
7. Remember the color of your keys and be sure to keep them safe. Do not let them be taken away.
8. Stay away from books and pick up lost notebooks.
9. When you see electric wires, please do not approach them, run in the opposite direction immediately.
10. Classrooms are dangerous, and offices are safe but also dangerous.
11. Collect all three colors of keys and turn off the power.
12. Only this rule is completely correct. (@#%!)
Weekend pointed to the scribbled message at the end of the rules. "What does it say?"
She shook her head, indicating that she didn't understand either.
"Alas, what you just wrote is also this kind of shabby scribbles. It seems that not only can you not speak, but you can't communicate with words either."
Shocked Wang Keke crossed her arms across her chest.
What a piss-off character!
Weekend stroked his chin. "Before I met you, I encountered a red meat monster in the classroom and another puppet in the corridor. They might also be humans who have entered the realm of ghost stories. It is the domain master who distorted our cognition. No wonder no one escaped in a week."
Wang Keke nodded in agreement.
"I was searching the office before you came in. You can join me, but be careful not to read. Before we meet up with the others, let's look for clues to where the 'switch' and 'power supply' are."
She could only nod.
The two men rummaged through the drawers and boxes without hesitation, looking for a notebook or piece of paper with a black cover.
Not long after, Wang Keke found a note at the bottom of her English textbook, and she immediately took it to find Weekend.
The note was brand new, but the handwriting was shaky and crooked.
I'm forced to do my homework and I can't hold on any longer. Don't go into the office after class. But I can't find what is hidden in the office. Help, someone please save me, help me!
"The text is not a scribble. It is impossible that it was written by the person who chose role A. It might have been written by the person who chose role B or role C..." Weekend frowned.
Wang Keke couldn't wait to type the Morse code: Where is the body?
She hadn't seen any dead bodies along the way.
"I haven't seen it." Weekend pondered, "If 'can't hold on' means death, will the body be hidden in the teacher's office?"
The two looked around the office, but apart from the desk drawers, there was no large object to hide the body.
Unless the body is cut into pieces and hidden away.
But is it necessary?
Wang Keke pulled on the corner of his clothes and pointed at the textbooks piled on the table.
Are there too many textbooks piled up in a mess?
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