Chapter 1
Liu Lan left a suspense and went upstairs to open the book, while the three people downstairs continued to assemble the chairs. After the assembly was completed, the three moved all the props to the storage room on the second floor. The empty storage room that was originally full of paper boxes was instantly filled up, making Jiang Qi deeply realize that the store was too small.
If I buy two more notebooks with so many props, there won’t be enough storage room.
Because there will be 15 players in the upcoming "Chef God Contest", Jiang Qi and the other two moved the table from the ancient-style room and brought in more chairs from other rooms to leave enough space for the players to play the games.
At exactly two o'clock, Gao Qin and his group arrived on time.
More than twenty people surrounded the first floor, making it impossible to get in or out.
Everyone was talking at once, and the noise was so loud that Jiang Qi didn't know what to say. He could only ask Gao Qin to single out the six people who were playing "Jiu", and the others should go upstairs to change clothes first.
"By the way, who is the DM of "Jiu"? " Gao Qin had to speak loudly so that Jiang Qi could hear clearly.
"Teacher John." Jiang Qi pointed at Old John, "What's wrong?"
"You have to tell him to hold the car as much as possible during the opening period. There are five new drivers in this car."
Jiang Qi: ???
5 newbies???
"Five novices playing "Nine"?" Jiang Qi remembered clearly what Liu Lan said just now, that a novice would need more than 10 hours to play this book.
Not to mention whether they can make it to the team building singing party in the evening, it is even a question whether these six people can go home tonight.
Gao Qin was also a little embarrassed: "They are all mystery enthusiasts. I have advised them, but they just believe the recommendations on the Internet and insist on playing the most difficult book."
Jiang Qi thought it was OK if they were all mystery fans, so he said, "That's fine too. If they like to read mystery novels, they are not complete newbies."
Gao Qin's expression suddenly became a little complicated, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak.
“They don’t read mystery novels either.”
Jiang Qi:?
"They watch Conan."
Jiang Qi: ...
Jiang Qi glanced at Old John, who was holding the notebook box and preparing to go to work, and lit a candle for him in his heart.
How should I put it? I feel really sorry for Old John.
Jiang Qi gave Old John a few instructions, but Old John didn't react much. He calmly led the six Conan fans upstairs to the smallest European-style room to open the book. They didn't even need to bring the speakers, because this book had no BGM and no additional procedures. They just needed to get a hard drive.
After everyone went upstairs, Jiang Qi took a broom and began to sweep up the remaining garbage from the sacks. Halfway through sweeping, he received a WeChat message from Huang Fugui.
With 15 people, Huang Fugui felt that he was a bit overwhelmed, so he asked Jiang Qi to change into ancient costume and dress up as Huang Yuanwai's servant to help him.
Jiang Qi quickly finished cleaning and went upstairs to change clothes to put out the fire.
By the time Jiang Qi changed into a gray ancient costume that made him look a bit like a servant and went in, the role-playing game inside had just begun.
When everyone saw Jiang Qi coming in wearing ancient costume, they thought it was some special part and they all stared at him with sharp eyes. Jiang Qi was suddenly stunned by being stared at by more than a dozen people and he couldn't think of what to say for a while.
Huang Fugui, who was still hosting the game, calmly spoke up to help: "Xiao Jiang, these 15 contestants have been here for so long and you haven't even poured them a cup of tea. Have you forgotten the rules I told you about? The old chef has entrusted the competition to me, so I can't neglect the contestants. Go and pour them some tea."
After saying this, Huang Fugui looked at everyone with a slightly apologetic smile and said, "Don't blame me, my servant has never seen such a big scene and is a little flustered. Let's continue."
Jiang Qi immediately went out to pour water.
There is a water dispenser on the second floor. Jiang Qi stood in front of the dispenser to get some water. Liu Lan walked out of the modern room to get some fresh air and picked up a cup to drink directly.
"How is it?" Jiang Qi asked.
"Not bad. Although it's the first time for your brother and his friends to play, they played pretty well." Liu Lan affirmed the high school students, "How is Mr. John doing?"
Jiang Qi paused and said, "You may not believe it, 5 novices."
Liu Lan almost spit out a mouthful of water, looking like he had just survived a disaster, and muttered, "Thank you, Mr. John, for saving my life."
Jiang Qi poured the water and brought it into the room. People were having fun inside. It was fun to play with a group of acquaintances. He did not stay. After going out, he found Liu Lan was still slacking off outside. While slacking off, he sneaked towards the doors of other rooms.
"What are you doing?"
"Which room does Mr. John open his book? I want to see what's going on inside."
Just in time, Jiang Qi also wanted to see what was going on inside, so the sneaky person turned into two people. They quietly squatted at the door of the European-style room, pretending to be blown by the wind and gently pushed the door. The door, which was not closed tightly to begin with, was instantly pushed open a crack.
Liu Lan's eyes became moist after seeing the scene inside.
There were six boys. One was reading a book with a dull look on his face. Two were scratching their heads in deep thought. One was biting his finger in an attempt to get inspiration by biting his nails. One was empty-minded and had no idea what he was thinking. One was writing frantically on paper as if he was analyzing something.
Old John sat in the corner, sitting very straight, with his hands on his legs, watching quietly.
There was dead silence in the room and no one noticed the door opening.
Jiang Qi and Liu Lan paused at the door for five minutes, and there was silence inside for five minutes.
"Why doesn't Mr. John hold the cart? No one has spoken for five minutes. It's obvious that he has no idea at all. The first case of this book is difficult to begin with, so he should hold the cart."
"Jiang Qi, didn't you remind Teacher John that he needs to hold the bike when he opens the reasoning book?" Liu Lan outside the door was anxious.
"I reminded them." Jiang Qi said, "I specifically emphasized that the five new drivers should hold the bike more."
The two men squatted outside the door for another two minutes. The room was still in the same state as before. Those who knew were playing Ben, while those who didn't would think that Old John was a policeman interrogating a prisoner. The prisoner would rather die than confess, and the two sides were engaged in a tug-of-war.
Finally, Liu Lan couldn't help it: "No, I have to call Teacher John out."
Then she stood up and knocked on the door, pretending to have just come in, and said in a crisp voice, "Excuse me, Teacher John, can you come out for a moment?"
The six players who were already dumbfounded by reading the book didn't react to Liu Lan's sudden call for them. They just looked up at her and then lowered their heads to read the book blankly.
Old John came out.
Liu Lan closed the door tightly, pulled Old John aside, and said hurriedly: "Teacher John, the players inside are not talking and have no ideas now. There are no clue cards in this copy. You have to hold the cart at this time! You can't let the atmosphere become tense, otherwise the game experience will be too bad and the guests will complain."
Old John looked at Liu Lan blankly: "You all say 'help the car', what does 'help the car' mean?"
Liu Lan & Jiang Qi: …
Liu Lan slapped his head in annoyance. "Helping the car is a hint. You have to give the players hints. It can't be too direct, nor too vague. It has to be tactful, but it has to hit the point directly. It's best if you can give them some ideas with just a little guidance."
Old John understood, said it was no problem, and went back.
"The requirements for holding a cart are so high? I thought it was easy to open a reasoning book, but it's not easy to read a reasoning book like this." Jiang Qi sighed.
"It's quite easy." Liu Lan said, "In general, handing out clue cards in a mystery book is like holding a cart. If the DM is irresponsible and just leaves after handing out the clue cards, the players can just replay the game if they can't figure it out."
"As for me, you can let me help, but..." Liu Lan smiled at Jiang Qi, "It's not good to help. The murderer tampered with the air conditioner and I said don't you think there is something wrong with the air conditioner. The murderer disguised himself as someone else and I said don't you think there is something wrong with the surveillance, and so on."
"That's a bit direct." Jiang Qi didn't know what to say for a moment.
Liu Lan glanced at the time and thought he could still fish outside for a while, so he squatted back at the door of the European-style room, wanting to see how Old John was pushing the cart.
Jiang Qi followed closely behind.
The European-style room was still silent.
Old John stood in front of the whiteboard used to post the scene map, silently drawing something on the whiteboard. Six players who had no idea where to start stretched their necks to watch Old John draw.
With his decent ability, Jiang Qi could roughly tell that what Old John drew seemed to be a scene map. The lines were very steady, and there was almost no hesitation when he started writing. The proportions were also very good. He used a marker and a whiteboard to create the feeling of mechanical drawing.
Jiang Qi wanted to record this scene and post it in the dormitory group to show everyone what a steady hand is. If Jiang Qi had this level when he was learning mechanical drawing, he wouldn't have to revise a drawing so much, and he wouldn't have to paint a line to 3 millimeters just to connect the last stroke.
"Teacher John is drawing the crime scene of the first case." When Old John drew a little man in the upper right corner, Liu Lan, who had read the book, was sure what he was drawing.
"But why did he draw this? It's on the clue card."
Old John finished drawing the whole picture, stopped writing, and looked back at the six players.
The six people stared at the whiteboard, somewhat puzzled. Apparently, like Liu Lan, they didn't understand why Old John drew this.
Old John turned around with some disappointment and drew another little man in the middle.
Suddenly, the boy with glasses who had been writing something exclaimed excitedly: "I know!"
"Where's the clue card from before, the one in the cabinet? Let me see it!"
Old John put down his pen and sat back quietly.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became lively. The boy with glasses excitedly told everyone about his findings. He pointed at the picture on the whiteboard and gesticulated with joy, as if he couldn't wait to solve the first case.
The others exclaimed in amazement after hearing this, and suddenly their eyes were opened.
"Wow, you noticed such a small detail!"
"Now that you mention it, the one with the problem is the police officer who came in first. He..."
"Hey, there seems to be something wrong with this paragraph in my book."
The boy with glasses opened the door to inspiration for others, and everyone's thoughts became clear at once. They began to share things that they had not noticed before but found problematic after he mentioned them.
Liu Lan, who was squatting at the door, was shocked and turned to look at Jiang Qi: "Do you think that boy suddenly realized it just now, or did Teacher John's picture make him realize it?"
"What do you think?"
Liu Lan covered his face and said, "I'm a rookie. I don't even understand how Teacher John pushes the cart."
Jiang Qi was now completely relieved. His feet were numb from squatting for so long, so he slowly stood up, leaving Liu Lan to continue squatting and doubting his life. He found an empty room and sat there, waiting for Huang Fugui's call at any time.
Alas, the employees are too capable, which has driven the old employees into autism.
Boss Jiang Qi said that having excellent employees can sometimes be a sweet burden.
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