I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

The traditional secret room script is for players to solve puzzles and get closer to the truth step by step.

But if there is a mole among them and the goal is different from others, then the nature of the game will change.

From pve to pvp.

There is an old saying that goes, fighting with others is endless fun.

If you are playing against the creator of the secret room, you are just fighting against something that has been arranged by one person. If you think carefully, there is always a way.

But against the same players, the difficulty of the game suddenly increases.

You can never imagine what fancy tricks players will use to complete tasks, nor can you imagine where the limits of the people’s wisdom lie.

Just when the psychotic brother was investigating the house but did not find the body of the call girl, and was about to investigate the gangster's Madame Martina, Lin Xiaohao's slum team quietly entered the place.

The footage from the live broadcast room is also here.

[Thieves, third-rate actors, call girls, workers, this is really a real team in the world]

[I understand, parasites, right?]

[I wonder what those killer bounty hunters will do when they meet this team, I kind of want to see it]

[Competing with each other's acting skills, the movie king and the movie queen compete? 】

[This group of people seems to be related to the deceased, and they seem to have many clues]

[I guess I need to meet up with those detectives]

Lin Xiaohao didn't know that he had become the focus of the audience. He was still talking while sneaking in.

"Now we have to sneak into this house. This is Dr. House's residence. The police have brought people to see it before, but we have to continue to collect clues."

He has developed the habit of talking during live broadcasts. According to the TV station, if no one speaks for more than five seconds during the live broadcast, it means there is a connection problem in the program, and the anchors usually just do some ordinary things. You still have to find a way to speak.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Yuan asked as he followed Lin Xiaohao.

He fell down this morning and almost didn't send him off. Now he can still walk a little smoothly. When he heard Lin Xiaohao talking to himself, Zhou Yuan thought he had seen a ghost, just like the woman he saw in the morning.

"hiss--"

Zhou Yuan recalled the woman's terrifying face again and felt uncomfortable.

"I'm explaining to the audience, you don't understand."

Lin Xiaohao waved his hand. He felt that his teammates were all a burden. They were bosses, nurses, and some kind of freelancers. They said they were writers, but they were probably just squatting at home.

It is well known that when a person is in his twenties and has nothing to do, he usually imagines himself as a writer.

Only you can do it.

"It's not like the audience is looking at you. You're just busy working in vain."

Zhou Yuan said that he felt that this live broadcast would not cover everything. Otherwise, the scene of him being kicked out by the factory supervisor and throwing a dog in the street would be seen by all his employees.

How can I take care of those people in the future?

Lin Xiaohao walked into the house. He rummaged through the bookshelves and saw the basement again.

"I don't know if this basement has been investigated. Let's go take a look."

He said to the void lens.

Arriving in the basement, Lin Xiaohao used his skills as a wilderness survival anchor.

"A basement like this is 100% equipped with a darkroom. According to the design structure, there should be space here. It won't be so closed."

He was talking to himself, tapping here and there, and then heard a hollow sound.

"There's something wrong with this cabinet."

After searching for a while, he finally found the trigger.

The cabinet was opened in response.

Lin Xiaohao saw the body.

This was the first time he saw a human body.

Although he knew in his heart that it was fake, the blooming glass flower made of human flesh and blood was so beautiful that he still felt indescribable surprise and shock.

What kind of monster can make people become like this?

He stood there blankly until Zhou Yuan came over.

"what you do......"

Zhou Yuan looked over Lin Xiaohao's shoulder and saw the glass flower, and his face darkened.

"Fuck, what is this..."

He took two steps back and leaned back in his chair.

However, due to the early morning encounter, Zhou Yuan was less affected than Lin Xiaohao.

He recovered faster.

"This is a new body, let's investigate?"

Zhou Yuan patted Lin Xiaohao's face.

"Uh, okay, okay."

Lin Xiaohao walked into the house and was shocked again.

He originally thought it was a prop. After all, the dark room is here. If you are unlucky, the players may not be able to find it. The NPC should not be allowed to lie here all day.

Unexpectedly, he found that it was a real NPC lying down.

This is too dedicated.

Lin Xiaohao saw that except for his weak breathing, this "corpse" was really motionless, and his face still maintained that ferocious and terrifying state. Even he wanted to call him a model worker.

The two of them searched around and found nothing wrong.

At this time, the player playing the call girl followed.

In reality, she was a nurse. When she saw the corpse, she screamed, her legs went weak, she fell to the ground, and suddenly started crying.

"why are you crying?"

asked the freelancer playing the thief.

"I, I don't know. I just want to cry. I feel very sad, sad, and scared... Wuwuwu..."

The nurse cried and looked at the dead body again.

At this time, the picture on her profile appeared in front of her eyes.

"I see!"

She suddenly stood up.

"This is my colleague?"

The nurse lady was not sure. She had only seen a few photos of NPCs on her profile and told her they were acquaintances of hers. Unexpectedly, they turned out to be corpses!

"She was your colleague, so she was also a call girl. Dr. House asked her to take care of business, but both of them died?"

Lin Xiaohao used his lifelong reasoning ability.

At this moment, he felt as if he was being stared at by something.

That thing was like a hunter, its sharp edge pierced the back of Lin Xiaohao's neck, like a cat whose neck was pinched, its fate already controlled by someone.

He felt this way when he was a special forces soldier.

That's the feeling of having a gun pointed at you, the red dot of the sight falling on you, or being locked on by a guided weapon.

Although this feeling only lasted for a short moment, it already sent shivers down Lin Xiaohao's spine and broke into a cold sweat.

"Do you feel it?"

Lin Xiaohao asked.

Others shook their heads, not knowing what Lin Xiaohao was talking about, and thought he was introducing it to the "audience".

"This place is a bit evil."

He walked out of the basement and saw few pedestrians on the street outside the hospital.

In a daze, Lin Xiaohao saw a teddy bear as tall as a person walking by on the street.

"Did I sleep too little?"

Lin Xiaohao rubbed his eyes and felt incredible.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . _wap.