"I asked him why, but he didn't tell me. He just said that I must do it!"
"This used to be a themed script room, right?" Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at the room and asked.
"Yes." The boss replied.
"What is your name?"
"Rainy Night... Rainy Night Murderer." The boss said with a trembling voice.
When they heard the name, everyone suddenly felt a chill, as if it was overflowing from the crack in the door of the room. The fat man shivered unexpectedly.
"Rainy Night Murderer..." Xia Qiang frowned and repeated it subconsciously.
As if he felt that the people in Jiangcheng were in a state of fear, the boss spoke urgently, and then said: "There is really something wrong with this room. I'm not lying to you. You may not understand that there are really unexplainable things. Wang Jie, and the former boss who rented the shop to me, they... they were all killed after being entangled by that thing!"
Staring at the door of the room, Jiang Cheng had no intention of opening the door immediately and going in.
Although the ghost killing mechanism should not be triggered immediately upon entering the room and being led into that rainy night, there is nothing wrong with being cautious.
Jiang Cheng was ready to comfort the boss with a few words, but the boss was obviously extremely afraid of these people in Jiang Cheng. Before Jiang Cheng could speak, the boss avoided his sight in fear.
This time it was Lin Muyun and Lin Muwan's brother and sister who stepped forward and took the boss to a quieter place. There was an old sofa at the corner of the corridor.
Lin Muyun, Lin Muwan, brother and sister are easy-going and have no airs about others. Their feelings are completely different from those of Jiangcheng Xia Qiang and others who are struggling to survive in the mission.
Under the comfort of the two of them, the boss slowly calmed down.
Seeing the right opportunity, Xia Qiang walked up, sat next to the boss, and asked, "What happened last time Wang Jie came here?"
"It's just... what I said before. He drank too much and came here to make trouble. We helped him to a quiet place to rest, but later, he got into this room somehow." The boss turned to look at the room. Looking in the direction of the door, there was a strange look on his face, not only fear, but also doubt inside, "The door is obviously locked, but... how did he get in?"
Incomprehensible things often happen in missions. Jiang Cheng and the others are used to it. For them, what is more important is what will happen after entering the room.
"Wang Jie said that he fell asleep inside and was woken up by the sound when he was drowsy. When he opened his eyes, he found that there were people sitting around him. Then he pulled him and played a script killing game with him."
"Wang Jie also said that he had a great time and wanted to get the contact information of those people from me." At this point, the boss showed a scared expression.
Just thinking about it, you will know how weird the scene was at that time.
"Then you didn't remind Wang Jie about these things?" Xia Qiang asked, his tone calm, as if he was not questioning, but seeking confirmation.
"Of course I reminded him. Although he is not my customer, I still have a basic conscience." The boss seemed to care about this and said immediately.
At this point, the boss sighed, "But you all know this kind of thing, how could I say it openly? As soon as I told him a little bit, he called me crazy and said I lied to him because he was drunk and didn't want to Receive him again.”
"Later, I asked for his mobile phone number from his colleagues, the people who often come here to play, and called him to persuade him to pay homage to the temple recently. I would rather believe that he has it than that he doesn't have it. But he blocked me." The boss said, "I can only contact his colleagues and inquire about him from time to time."
Xia Qiang nodded slightly when he heard this. What the boss said was basically the same as what they heard from the police officer who brought them here.
It was also because of these abnormal circumstances that the police became suspicious, and the investigation finally led to the boss.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng looked at his boss sitting on the sofa and said, "The people who caused trouble in this room should not only be the former boss, but also Wang Jie."
This is a very easy thing to reason about. If only the former boss was killed, the current boss would not be so nervous and would most likely regard it as a coincidence. But judging from his attitude towards "Wang Jie", it is obvious that he is sure that there is something weird in the room. .
The boss didn't hide anything, nodded and said, "You're right, if only one or two things happened, I wouldn't think about it."
"Besides the two of them, who else is there?" Huai Yi asked.
"And... I also have a DM of mine, a very nice girl." The boss said, and seemed to be worried that they wouldn't understand. He explained: "DM is our script-killing term, which refers to the script. The role of the host of Killing is to guide each player into the game, introduce the background of the story, distribute evidence, and judge the results of the players’ reasoning.”
"In short, the DM who kills in the script is the key figure that holds the whole game together and is indispensable." The boss introduced in detail.
"I...I was in another city. I had an appointment that day for a new script, so I asked her to take charge of it. But...it turned out that somehow, it was wrong! It was all wrong!" The boss covered his face emotionally. His head and eyes became red and swollen, "The script I ordered was an immersion book, the kind that comes in a box. That afternoon, I received a message from DM saying that the store had received the script and she would start to familiarize it now. I tried to bring the script with me as early as possible. At that time, I heard her complaining a few words in a low voice, and her tone was a bit strange, but I was talking about business at the time, so I didn’t care and hung up the phone."
"Later... later..." The boss suddenly raised his head, and veins appeared on the back of his hand, "That night, when I returned to the hotel, I received a call from the store that provided me with the script. of."
"He sounded very hasty and apologized to me when he came up. He said that the script could not be delivered to me on time and that I would have to wait for a few more days."
"I drank some wine and my head was a little groggy. I didn't react immediately, so I said a few words to him and asked him to hurry up, and then hung up the phone."
"About 10 minutes later, I was lying on the bed, and suddenly I remembered, no, DM told me in the afternoon that the script was sent over, and I made an appointment for this script."
"Thinking of this, I sat up from the bed in a hurry. Before I could contact the store that provided me with the script, they called me again and said that the new script was ready, but it was just a gift. It will take a few days to get to my place, so don’t worry.”
"Then he hesitantly told me that there was really nothing they could do this time. It was not that they wanted to break the contract, but that the person who sent the script had a car accident on the road and is still in the hospital."
