Immersive Thriller Game

Now that someone is really dead, everyone is naturally not in the mood to think about killing people in the script.

Mo Shouchen helped Yang Qingyan to the sofa in Room 303. After a while, Yang Qingyan's almost collapsed mood stabilized a little.

At this time, the lights in the corridor flickered again, and it was time to go back to the room.

A trace of panic flashed in Yang Qingyan's eyes, and she quickly begged Mo Shouchen and Xia Ruizhi: "Don't drive me away, let me stay with you."

In fact, no one had any intention of driving her away. Perhaps she was overly frightened and her nerves became particularly sensitive, so she said such words.

"You can stay here with peace of mind, no one will drive you away!"

While Mo Shouchen comforted Yang Qingyan, he stood up and closed the door.

On the other side, Peng Qiangyu took Han Ying back to his room.

Seeing the smile on Peng Qiangyu's face, Han Ying asked doubtfully: "People are dead, how can you still laugh? Let's call the police!"

Peng Qiangyu scratched Han Ying's nose with his hand, and then said with a smile: "You little fool, you were deceived by them. In fact, they are all staff here and they deliberately joined forces to scare us!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, and you can't let them faint in vain. After a while, you say that your heart is not feeling well and ask them to pay for it."

Han Ying nodded: "Yes! Let them pay, how much do you think we should pay?"

Peng Qiangyu touched his chin, and then smiled slyly: "They have such a big store, and it is also open in a commercial street, so they are definitely not short of money. Let's ask for 100,000 first. If they don't agree, we can lower it little by little, but

It must not be less than 10,000."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. When you get the money, you have to buy the bag I've liked for a long time."

"no problem!"

"When... when... when... when..."

While the two were dreaming about getting rich, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Peng Qiangyu smiled proudly and said: "Our God of Wealth is here!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the door, then deliberately asked in a dissatisfied tone: "Who is it?"

Initially, he thought that the person knocking on the door must be the staff here, but the person outside answered: "It's me, Xiaoxue from Room 304."

Snow?

Peng Qiangyu was stunned for a moment, but he soon remembered that the name of the deceased in Room 304 written in the script was Xiaoxue.

He instantly felt a chill running through his body, but he still didn't want to believe that all of this was true.

He shouted out the door angrily: "You are not done yet. Do you know that my girlfriend has been frightened by you and has a heart attack? You must compensate. Call your boss here now!"

After a moment of silence, another voice floated in from outside: "Open the door quickly, it's so cold outside, let me in quickly!"

This voice sounded a little ethereal, as if it was far away, yet seemed to be right next to my ears.

Han Ying hid behind Peng Qiangyu and said tremblingly: "Qiangyu, why does this sound sound weird? Is there really a ghost?"

In fact, Peng Qiangyu felt a little nervous, but he still pretended to be calm and said: "Don't talk nonsense, where does this ghost come from in this world?"

Then he shouted outside: "I won't open the door unless you call your boss over. At worst, I'll live here all the time. Let's see who of us can outlast the other!"

"If you don't open the door, then I'll go in by myself!" the woman outside the door said quietly.

Peng Qiangyu was shocked, and he quickly locked the door, but then he felt a dark wind blowing in from outside the door.

He couldn't help but shudder. At this time, it became dead silent again outside the door. He couldn't hear anything except himself and Han Ying's breathing.

"What are you doing at the door?"

The woman's voice sounded again, but this time it came not from outside the door, but from behind them.

Peng Qiangyu felt Han Ying's hand holding him tremble suddenly, and his own body began to shake uncontrollably.

He slowly turned around and saw a strange woman standing not far behind them.

This woman was short, wearing white pajamas, no shoes on her feet, and a circle of dark purple strangulation marks could be seen on her exposed neck.

Her hair was a little messy, her eyes were wide open, and two bloodshot eyeballs protruded from the sockets.

Her eyes were fixed on Peng Qiangyu and Han Ying, with a weird smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

"ah!"

Han Ying screamed and threw herself into Peng Qiangyu's arms, but this time she did not faint.

Peng Qiangyu was so frightened that he was paralyzed. He stretched out his trembling hands to open the door and escape, but the door could not be opened no matter what.

He turned around again and found that the woman had walked over.

He was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Don't kill us, we are just playing games, we are not the ones who killed you!"

"Games?" The woman's grin widened, "Since you like playing games, let's play together!"

After speaking, the woman turned around and walked to the sofa and sat down. Seeing that Peng Qiangyu and Han Ying did not move, she said in a cold tone: "Why don't you two come over quickly?"

"Ah, here it comes!"

Peng Qiangyu knew there was no way to escape, so he could only follow the woman's instructions and pull Han Ying over.

They came to the opposite side of the woman, separated from her by a coffee table. Peng Qiangyu asked in a trembling voice: "You...what do you want to play?"

The woman said excitedly: "Let's play truth or dare. You two play rock, paper, scissors. Whoever loses will choose truth or dare, and I will set the question."

The two of them didn't dare to go against the woman's wishes, so they had no choice but to play rock, paper, scissors.

The first one, a draw.

Second hand, tie.

In the third round, Han Ying lost.

Peng Qiangyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not show this emotion.

Han Ying, on the other hand, looked at the woman in horror, not knowing what was waiting for her.

"Truth or dare?" the woman asked.

Compared with these two options, telling the truth is obviously safer, so Han Ying said: "I...I choose to tell the truth."

The woman nodded, thought for a moment, and then asked: "How many boyfriends have you had in total?"

Han Ying glanced at Peng Qiangyu and replied: "There are two of them including him."

The woman stared at Han Ying's face for a long time. After a while, she said: "The game continues!"

The two started rock-paper-scissors again, and this time it was Peng Qiangyu who lost.

However, he was not as scared as he was at the beginning, because he felt that this game was not as scary as he imagined.

"Do you choose truth or dare?" the woman asked again.

Peng Qiangyu said without hesitation: "I choose to tell the truth!"

The woman smiled and then said: "Okay, then tell me, have you ever cheated on me in this relationship?"

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