Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 3: Seeing him get up from Zhulou
Life is always full of various accidents, and there are many surprises. When you are deceived by the gurgling stream in front of you, you may be at the next corner, which is the towering cliff waterfall;
For example, the current monk is still sitting cross-legged by the Erhai Lake, chanting scriptures;
For example, the current Buddha is still walking on the Cangshan Mountain, touching the veins of the mountains and rivers;
For example, the current fat guy still hugs right and left in a nightclub in downtown Dali, enjoying the blessing of the people;
For example, the current Jiefang still sits in the company's office and looks at the game promotion plan just released;
For example, Liang Sen is still lying on his bed, reading a copy of "Homer's Epic" in his hand;
For example, there are many such things, ordinary people are still living their own ordinary lives, even no matter how thrilling and exciting the ups and downs, they still can’t get out of the ordinary category;
The audience is also living a life of their own, under the shadow of the broadcast, being toyed with, being teased, struggling, angry, and roaring.
But a gust of wind blows,
The two people who walked in the front have stood up, because they have gone too far, and the third person behind cannot even see their backs,
For this reason,
This storm,
This showdown,
Even if the audience can perceive the strangeness, it is only a few of the few,
Undercurrent,
It's already surging.
Zhao Bian'an has been sitting on the hillside from morning to late at night. The night in Dali is beautiful and the starry sky is bright, but the one that can even be described as "tarsal maggot" is nothing. Trail off.
"Here."
Chen Ru threw a bottle of wine, a bottle of Laobaigan.
Zhao Bian took a mouthful, a hoarse sound came from his throat, then he stood up and closed his eyes.
From the feeling, Chen Ru felt that Zhao Bian'an seemed to know what was going on, and even the perpetrator knew who it was, but Zhao Bian'an’s emotions made Chen Ru a little confused:
Look forward,
Hesitating,
Terrified,
Depression...
………………
"Okay, the time is up. Next, enter the voting time. When I ask you who the murderer is, you must give me an answer, and this answer cannot be changed." The old butler said sternly.
Everyone nodded their heads. In fact, this rule was made clear to everyone when they voted for Hills for the first time. Although there is no voting button with an electronic light screen, the old housekeeper is the rule here.
The old housekeeper stood in front of Xu Gang first, and Xu Gang replied: "Zhao Rui."
The old housekeeper walked up to Diana, and Diana replied: "Zhao Rui."
The old housekeeper walked to Chen Ming, and Chen Ming replied: "Zhao Rui."
The old butler walked up to Lucy, and Lucy replied: "Zhao Rui."
Then, the old butler walked inside Monta, Montari was still hesitating, even if the blackening marks on the strings were clear, even if all the evidence and logic pointed to Zhao Rui's suicide, but Monta It still feels weird.
This is an intuition, and it can be regarded as a sixth sense.
He didn't answer, he looked at Su Bai.
Su Bai reached out and picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said:
"Wang Yi."
Su Bai first said his answer. He voted for himself, because at this time, it doesn't matter anymore. Four people voted for Zhao Rui. This situation cannot be changed.
At this moment, Lucy looked at Su Bai with a very angry look, Diana seemed to be drew off all her strength, Chen Ming gave a smirk, and Xu Gang was holding her head.
Muntari sighed with emotion: "Is this the wisdom and plan of the senior audience?"
"It may be possible, such as the one that was voted in the first round." There is no psychological pressure for Su Bai to step on Hills at this time.
"Well, I'm convinced that I lost." Montari looked very open, because the ending is already there. Next, he should put his mind on the next scene, and, after all, Montari is a smart Man, he wouldn't be like the woman Lucy, planning to kill Su Bai first, and now showing this kind of anger.
The other party, but a senior listener, you have already provoked him, if you continue to offend him at this time, will he not be able to target you in the subsequent scenes?
Su Bai does not have the elation of the winner. In fact, in this game, he can experience the feeling of Hills. It is not so much that Hills’ excessive self-inflation made Su Bai find his evidence. Rather, it is Hills who is expressing his disdain to play with the scum of this group of non-senior listeners in another way.
Of course, Hills lost the game, and Su Bai is now the winner, so it is natural to put various "philosophical style" labels on the top of Hills's head without respect.
That’s it,
Su Bai sat on the sofa and watched the old housekeeper squeeze Lucy, Montari, Diana, Xu Gang, and Chen Ming into the wall one by one.
"Seeing him getting up from the Zhu Tower, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapsed." Su Bai suddenly thought of this sentence in "Peach Blossom Fan".
Rational reasoning thinking and **** and brutal violent punishment constantly alternate in this scene. The former pave the way for the latter, and the latter renders the former. The emotional contrast is with the rhythm.
It seems to be in line with the story of broadcasting, or the aesthetics of broadcasting.
Su Bai poured himself a cup of tea, and then also poured a cup to the old housekeeper who was finished.
The old butler picked up the tea and took a sip.
"Do I need to be squeezed in, too?" Su Bai pointed to himself and asked.
"No, didn't you find that door?" The old butler said to Su Bai, "As a winner of the game, I deserve some special treatment."
"Thank you."
"You are polite." The old housekeeper sat down opposite Su Bai, and he looked at Su Bai like an antique.
Actually, the old butler does not value Su Bai's plans and arrangements and his reaction during the dispute. This only shows that Su Bai has greater courage and more careful calculations than the rest of the game participants.
Of course, there is also an element of luck here. For example, even Su Bai himself did not expect that he would encounter a zombie attack when he was about to kill Zhao Rui that night.
What really interested the old butler was Su Bai's comments on what he was interested in broadcasting.
The old butler is an NPC in this story world. Because the radio likes this story world, he can exist. Because the radio keeps sending listeners here, he has a relative existence.
He doesn't want to study how to flatter radio, because his existence is to make radio happier and make radio more and better storytelling. This is the meaning of his existence.
When a person lives because of this, it is very sad.
Su Bai looked at the old butler sitting in front of him, thinking like this in his heart.
However,
With the lessons learned from the previous black convenience store owners and the demons in the picture, after a period of renovation and maintenance, the broadcast will no longer allow awakened NPCs in the story world, or you can be awakened, but you must Be obedient.
For example, the pope seen in the world of "Cinderella" for the second time,
For example, the old housekeeper in front of me now.
Su Bai took a deep breath and drank the tea in the cup in his hand.
"Please."
The old butler put down the teacup and motioned for Su Bai to follow him upstairs.
Su Bai did not hesitate, and followed the old butler up to the second floor. The two of them walked to the deepest room, the room where Shils found the passage.
The old housekeeper stretched out his hand to move the bed away, and walked down the corridor with Su Bai.
The metal door in front of me, with a sense of heavy depression inherent to this material, the old housekeeper stood in front of him, first verified the fingerprint and then the pupil,
"Crack..."
A crisp sound,
The door was opened,
It's pitch black inside.
The old butler turned sideways and motioned for Su Bai to enter.
Su Bai smiled and walked forward two steps. When he was about to enter the door, he stopped and looked at the old housekeeper.
"This scene is over, then, what will you do next?"
The old housekeeper looked at Su Bai and replied: "I'll clean the house, especially the kitchen."
This can be regarded as telling the old housekeeper, Su Bai turned around and walked in the door.
When the old butler standing behind Su Bai watched Su Bai enter, he looked like a flower in front of him. He seemed to see a blue flame, but the flame slowly disappeared as Su Bai disappeared. The land disappeared~IndoMTL.com~ The old housekeeper’s mission was over. He covered the corridor and bed again, and then walked out of the room. Then, he took up the broom and mop and was about to clean up the entire villa first.
He didn't use a clone, because with a clone, no matter how much work he did, he could finish it quickly.
He likes this kind of work, he likes to slowly repair and restore the traces produced after a game, and he hopes that this process can be as long as possible.
Perhaps,
It's too boring.
However,
When the old housekeeper came to the stairs with a bucket and a mop, he suddenly frowned,
He looked at the living room below, at the dining room and kitchen, at the bedroom where people lived in like a small hotel,
Finally,
He looked at the blood-red wall, he suddenly felt a sense of disgust,
As if a fire was burning in his chest.
He knows this feeling shouldn’t happen, but he can’t control it,
Slowly, the old housekeeper, like a puppet, threw away the bucket and mop and watched the water pour on the ground. Then he went down the stairs and walked to the blood-red wall in the living room.
In front of this wall, he used to stuff people who failed the game one by one, watching them become bloody, watching them turn into meat sauce and blood,
Suddenly,
The old housekeeper leaned his forehead against the wall,
"Bang! Bang! Bang!.................."
He started to hit the wall with his forehead,
One time is heavier than one time,
Every time it sounds louder,
Gradually,
He started to be bloody,
Slowly, the blood he soaked on the wall began to be slowly absorbed by the creeping wall………………
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