Neighbourhood (10)

The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPCCh25 - Neighbourhood (10)

The 'blind' Ren Yifei did not know what was happening, his expression showed confusion as one hand groped the air, "Auntie, are you okay? What's wrong?"

The auntie climbed back a few steps and pointed at the corpse in horror, "S-someone's dead!" Q3Oi9l

Next door, Saman put on his trench coat and came out, his boots clattering as he walked, "Stand still."

Someone had died again and the remaining players quickly gathered.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

However, they didn't come close; defensiveness and caution were present in their eyes. Yesterday's mutual probing and framing eventually resulted in this kind of retribution.

Players with powerful props that could save their lives were still calm while those novice players who had only played the game two or three times could only suffer. fD0hle

There were nine players in the group at the start of the game, and now, they were left with six.

Saman and the young man behind him seemed to be a team. The elderly player was calm and seemed to have something to rely on. The student player seemed to be alone. The deliveryman player was shivering.

There was still another one whose identity is still unknown.

Neighbourhood is the name of the low-end game with the configuration of a mid-end game.

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The information was vague and there were too few clues. The several players who haven't played mid-end games simply knew nothing of their surroundings.

The card's prompts were too vague, they could only deduce that the 'ghost' was a young man with a height of around 1.7 metres, who probably had access to cosmetics and whose make-up skills were adequate.

"There's still one person missing," this came from the student player, "This person is either a master of disguise, or they could be the 'ghost'."

Although he looked at the other players nervously, his gaze was honest. duoNPd

He is a young man who was just over 1.7 metres tall, and there were two other people who also met the requirements, the deliveryman and the little brother behind Saman. He felt that everyone was a little suspicious of him so he brought up the 'ninth man' who had not appeared thus far.

Three days had passed, but they still don't know the true identity of the 'ghost', let alone the identity of its character.

"Let's work together?" The student player continued, looking expectantly at the elderly player and Saman; both the deliveryman and the lackey was ignored.

The old player thought for a while and nodded. 8T4 2Y

"Okay," Saman agreed.

The student player knew that he lacked experience and needed to play with the big guys, thus, he volunteered to demonstrate his strength. For example, examining the dead body.

There were many bruises on the corpse and several fractures.

"They seemed to be twisted like this when they were alive, then killed before makeup was applied," he shivered, "This 'ghost' is so perverted, is it originally perverted?" WdYI6T

"Why draw a smiley face?" The elderly player pondered over this question.

But by the time the corpse disappeared and the NPCs left, the players still didn't have a clue.

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They decided to start all over again.

"The name of this instance is Neighbourhood, and the 'ghost' must be one of the residents in this apartment." 9VjoFJ

The elderly player was the first to speak.

"But I have inquired about it, no one has died in this apartment building in the past three years," the elderly player continued.

"Anyone who has played a lot of instances would know that if the real body of the 'ghost' is dead, then its time of death usually does not exceed one year. Since no one has died in the past three years, the timeline of this instance should be when the 'ghost' is still alive."

The other players were stunned for a moment, but a few still didn't react. xK4LAR

The elderly man waited for the others to return to their senses before he continued with a slightly smug tone, "NPCs are not compatible with player identities and the real body of the 'ghost' is not within the group of NPCs. In other words, the role of the 'ghost' is among us players and the real identity of the 'ghost' is also among us players."

Their bodies may be the real body of the 'ghost'.

"Are they one of the three who have died?"

"It's hard to say."

Everyone was silent, although the scope of the search have been drawn out, it was still not an easy find.

"Perhaps we should think about these three prompts again, all of these are related to the real body of the 'ghost'. Dragon's Back Mountain refers to parents who are willing to defend their children regardless of right or wrong. The ranger, a rogue gangster in the olden days. The woman with a long tongue refers to a woman who likes to gossip and spread rumours. They are all negative adjectives."

Saying this, Saman looked at these players for a while, "Is there anything about your identities that is easy to be ridiculed and laughed at?"

The student player thought for a while, "This identity is a poor student, repeated a year twice with no hope to go to university. As for his family, except for poverty, everything else is fine." snlJUq

The old man followed, "Lonely and widowed old man, picks up garbage for a living."

"An orphan with a scar on his face, suffering from poverty," the deliveryman touched the scar on his face with a helpless look.

"Entered the city from the countryside, in dire straits, poor," Saman said these words in the tone of a domineering president.

"Does me... getting dumped, count? I also just squat at home," the young man who followed Saman gave a dry laugh, "Oh oh, and poverty." 1qVNAw

Several people looked at each other in dismay, all their identities could be ridiculed. Also, they were living here because they were in dire straits, what kind of smooth life could they be living?

Saman looked at the disappearing corpse on the steps. He looked up, to his right was his room and to his left was the blind young man's.

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First, the young woman was in the downstairs toilet, her mouth was scratched.

Second, Floral Shirt had died at the door of the blind youth alongside the rose painted by the 'ghost'. tZ0OYj

Third, the middle-aged woman died on the stairs in a horrible state, with twisted limbs, and was also coiled into a ball, as if...she was rolled up like this.

He remembered that he had once stopped the two children and asked them why they were making fun of the blind young man, but the two children said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Because he's blind ah, who told him to be blind?"

Was this due to the family's words and actions?

If it was family's influence that caused the two children to go astray, then their parents are the ones who are responsible for the difference between right and wrong, and they are very likely to be unethical people. zji0 u

Saman had some vague thoughts in his mind, but he didn't say it.

At this moment, Ren Yifei was still sitting in the breakfast store when he sneezed.

Suddenly feeling the hairs on his body raising.

There was no special news today and the elder sister was talking about trivial things. QwqeGJ

Speaking of which, she should know the person too, right? It was the person he saw at night, the identity of the role of the 'ghost'.

Now that he already knows the role of the 'ghost', what about the inside story?

Taking everything into account, there is at most sixteen or seventeen hours. This amount of time to find the boss's real body, tsk...

"Sister, I want to ask you about some people in our apartment." dYF5b9

Surprisingly, everyone in the neighbourhood had been ostracised and gossiped about by the neighbours.

What's up with this apartment? How dare you call yourself a harmonious neighbourhood?

If the elimination method fails and they couldn't find the real body of the 'ghost', would it be possible to clear this instance by killing the 'ghost'?

Thinking about this problem all the way back, Ren Yifei returned to the apartment. The stairs were clean without a single trace of dirt. xzCsJu

"Mr Song," a person appeared at the top of the stairs.

Ren Yifei smiled, "Is that Mr Lin? You didn't go to work today?"

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"Today is the weekend."

Saman stood there, waiting for the blind young man. pXAsDF

"When I first arrived, I had a lot of questions but I didn't have any other acquaintances here, so I had to be brazen and come to you," he said as he took out a bag of fruits, looking as if he had indeed come for a visit.

"Call me Bozhi," Ren Yifei fumbled for the keyhole while nodding his head very shyly in the direction of the voice, "Please come in."

The door opened.

Although it was a blind man's house, everything was very orderly inside. i6KL0l

As soon as he entered through the door, Ren Yifei hung his white cane on the hook on the side, his face showed a different and very relaxed expression compared to before.

"Have a seat, would you like some apples?" He asked as he poured a cup of warm water from the dispenser before placing it on the coffee table.

"No, thank you," Saman put down the bag of fruits. He took the cup of water and sat down on the sofa.

"This is?" Ren Yifei heard the sound of the bag. 1RVouH

Saman peeled a banana and placed it in his hand, "Just some fruits."

"You're being too polite."

They pushed and pull for half a day, after going back and forth a few times, they seemed to have completely transitioned from neighbours who were only acquainted with each other to neighbours who were kind of friends.

Things went well and Saman's smile became more genuine. 6oQ4hf

This house was just like his place, but it was more lived-in and had many things that showed the owner's personal preferences.

Everything was placed in the most appropriate place, showing no signs of a second person living here.

Saman was suddenly a little disappointed, but he didn't know where this disappointment came from.

On the inside, there was an all-glass home recording studio, which was probably related to the homeowner's work. Outside, there was also a large bookshelf of books specifically for the blind. They were very thick and had bumps on the spine. 3YqRD8

Saman also found a bag of newspapers.

Strange, blind people need newspapers too?

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"Has Song— Bozhi lived here for a long time?" Saman asked, holding his glass of water.

"En? It's been some time, what's the matter?" Ren Yifei wondered. Fld9PU

Saman's eyes were still scrutinising the room while his mouth was smiling, "No, it's just that you don't go out very much, I thought... you don't go out often and that it's a bit hard for the neighbours to get to know each other."

Ren Yifei covered his face and laughed, "You and my sister say the same thing, it's not like I don't go out at all, and I know many people ah."

"Can you introduce me to some people? I've been here for a few days and haven't met many people yet," Saman picked up his glass of water and took a sip, his eyes still looking at Ren Yifei inquisitively.

Ren Yifei didn't notice it at all and was still entertaining his guest warmly. LprHT8

He took out some snacks from the drawer and arranged them one by one while smiling, "You'll become familiar after you stay here for a few days, unlike me. Mr Xiao Zheng has been delivering takeouts to me so many times, yet I only just found out that he is also my neighbour. Would you like some snacks?"

Xiao Zheng? Takeaway? Saman wondered.

"Thank you, I'll just have some water. Are these newspapers?"

"Newspapers? These on the bookshelf?" Without turning around, Ren Yifei directly reached out and took down the bag where the newspapers were kept, "These are the ones my sister brought, she would read the news to me." 7oO2lT

Saman looked at the bag, the latest newspaper was curled up in the outermost corner and on it, he saw the words 'serial killings' and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

If NPCs are fragments with an autonomous program, then all the information that appears in the instance would be a mixture of the 'ghost' memories, and very few of that information would be completely useless.

Veteran players are good at using these pieces of information.

"Is this the latest news?" Saman pulled out the sheet of newspaper, the headline was about the news of the arrest of the suspect of the serial murder case. PdaqY8

Below was some information about the victims, all of whom were beautiful young women who disappeared late at night and appeared by the dumpster the next day. They were posed like mannequins with makeup applied on their faces.

The most bizarre thing was that their eyeballs were removed and replaced with fake prosthetic eyes.

Saman's eyebrows twitched.

He looked across at the smiling youth with a soft, harmless aura and delicate features. 4YUKaQ

The newspaper had pictures of the victims when they were alive, and all of them had similar almond-shaped eyes with double eyelids.

Just like the young man in front of him.

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"What's wrong?" Ren Yifei asked strangely, seeming to sense the gaze on him.

"Nothing. Since you don't go out much, does that mean you work from home?" Saman looked down and read the newspaper carefully while seeming to be concerned about the blind youth. ALYqsO

"It's an online job," Ren Yifei also seems to be completely unaware of it and was still responding in earnest.

They continued to talk for a while until Saman thought it was okay to leave.

"You still have things to do, right? I'm sorry to have disturbed you for so long. Can I come again in the future?"

Ren Yifei looked very happy, and his smile became brighter, "Of course, you can." Uy1Jms

"Thank you for your hospitality, I'll leave first," Saman jotted down the contents of the paper, then rolled it up and shoved it back into the bag, "You don't have to send me off."

The door was gently closed and the sound of footsteps quickly faded from his ears.

Ren Yifei's smile turned into foam and dissipated, he craned his neck then leaned lazily on the sofa before taking a sip of the warm water in his hand.

His eyes slowly shifted to the table. XwFRcz

There was a bag with newspapers on it, the latest one was the one brought by his sister on the first day.

The other party had looked at it for so long, what clues did they find?

That player's progress was unknown, but since he was able to deduce that the 'ghost' was paying special attention to him, he should have a lot of clues in his hands.

Perhaps, cooperation could be considered. hTVSWy

Ren Yifei took a sip of water while reaching for the roll of newspaper with his other hand. He unravelled it slightly and read the headline.

Isn't this the case the elder sister at the breakfast store was talking about?

His eyes looked toward the lower panel and his expression changed slightly.

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