Neighbourhood (13)

The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPCCh28 - Neighbourhood (13)

"Would you like to come in and sit?" The deliveryman once again sent out a warm invitation.

"It would be too troublesome." X1fsM2

Ren Yifei lifted his head, the play is contained in every subtle movement and expression.

As soon as he heard the invitation, surprise quickly flashed across his face as if it was an illusion. His expression almost resembled that of a child who just got invited to play at their friend's house.

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But afterwards, as if he had recalled some bad memories, he showed apprehension, uneasiness and avoidance; his smile became forced.

In less than a second, he was able to conjure up an unbearable past to justify his rejection. 8YlsS9

How is my play? Ren Yifei looked at the deliveryman, signalling a challenge.

The deliveryman tried desperately to restrain himself. Because it was currently daytime and on the weekend, the players were looking around for clues in this apartment building.

The daytime is the player's time. Unless the 'ghost' is identified, it cannot make a move against the players.

If Song Bozhi, who is an NPC, was attacked now, it wouldn't matter if the game fails. The worst thing that could happen is being discovered by the players and being forced into a duel.

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These players all have many strange props in their possession. Therefore, if he was challenged, he would surely fail and become a puppet for the other person.

"Come in, aren't we friends?" The deliveryman persuaded, "There's no need to be so distant between friends."

Come on, sweet little lamb, as long as he enters and the door closes... what he does after that is up to him. He stayed in this strange game to fulfil his last wish— to complete his final work.

Even if he were to be locked in a small dark room for hurting an NPC, he was willing to do so. MUI9o8

"Fr-friends?" Ren Yifei was suddenly smacked by the word 'friend' and embarrassedly rubbed his fingers, wiping off the non-existent dust on the corner of his clothes, "That, my name is Song Bozhi."

He was so serious that the deliveryman choked and wordlessly extended his hand for a brief mutual handshake.

A soft hand with slender fingers reached out for his; it was as if it was sending out an invitation.

It seemed that the deliveryman has not had physical contact with another human for a long time, thus, he was a little dazed at that moment. BE0o3L

"I keep calling you Xiao Zheng, but I don't even know what your real name is," Ren Yifei said with a smile.

What was it? It had been too long, the deliveryman thought for two seconds before remembering his name, "Zheng Hui."

"Zheng Hui."

What a great name, but it's a shame it's been tarnished by filth. D XArU

Ren Yifei's smile brightened.

If he directly identify the 'ghost' now, the game would be cleared and everything would be over. This guy will continue to exist in this instance and fight with the players without feeling any guilt or pain.

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For what reason?

What about the young women who died in vain? Npq1IU

What about the original owner who was inexplicably targeted by a pervert and was so scared that he wanted to move overnight?

"Then, I'll see you later. I left the takeout at home, if I don't eat it then it'll get cold," Ren Yifei shook his head, his eyes curved, "It's great that you're not sick. I'll be leaving then."

Saying that, he waved his hand to say goodbye but his hand accidentally 'slapped' the deliveryman's wrist and he froze for a moment, his face flushed, "Sorry ah, ahem, then I'll go first."

"There's nothing going on anyway," the deliveryman quickly went back inside to get something. When he came out afterwards, he casually closed the door behind him and asked, "May I come to hang out at your house for a while?"

Ren Yifei's face was a little uncomfortable, but he still said, "Sure."

Having said that, he touched the wall with his hand and confirmed his position before walking towards his room step by step.

Because he was so familiar with the direction, Ren Yifei basically didn't need any assistance. He calculated his steps and arrived at the door of his house. He then reached out to touch the door handle to confirm that it was his house.

"The house is a little messy, please come in," he opened the door and went in first, then waited for the guest to come in. aAuXj

The deliveryman's eyes were fixed on him, full of greed and plunder, with the excitement of someone who was about to produce their masterpiece.

He stepped into the residence that he has seen countless times before, but this was the first time he had openly walked into the room.

The wide-open door was like an open embrace and everything inside was in full view.

From the lunch box on the coffee table to the neat bed, the owner's name was written everywhere. k8djQt

A breeze blew in through the doorway, it was chilly with the coolness of autumn. The deliveryman had his eyes wide open, his nostrils fluttered as his breathing became more rapid.

This is the little lamb's place, his smell was everywhere, gentle and harmless; there could not be a more suitable altar for sacrifice.

The door was gently closed, producing the sound of metal hitting wood, it was somewhat muffled while the sound of the wind was cut. The deliveryman heard the sound of steady breathing approaching from behind.

He was about to turn back and, in a wolfish manner, let the little lamb know how terrible of a place the world was for people like him. Instead, the back of his neck was suddenly struck by a heavy blow and his vision went black. JAFx8y

After an unknown amount of time, the deliveryman woke up and found that something was amiss.

He was sitting on a chair with his body bound by thin plastic ropes, and he felt so weak that he almost collapsed onto the floor. In addition, he was being gagged with a piece of cloth, his mouth had been prised open so wide that he could only breathe through his nose.

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"Are you awake?" The man on the sofa didn't look back, he only turned his head slightly to point his ear at him. QIjFO0

"Sorry, was it tied too tightly? It's the first time I've tied a human in real life, so it's a bit unsatisfactory. But it's okay, I'll get better at it later. Well, a few more times should be enough."

It was the blind young man, his eyes were not focused and his behaviour was slightly different from ordinary people.

His expression was soft and his voice was full of apology, containing a little shyness and bashfulness; he seemed to be sincere.

The deliveryman felt as though he could not breathe for a moment, he want to struggle desperately but the chair would not budge. xo8 rK

Ren Yifei was having lunch.

Today's meal was a little dry so he stood up and poured himself a glass of warm water before sitting back down with his hand touching the back of the sofa.

"Huh? Why aren't you speaking? Are you angry?" Ren Yifei looked in his direction. It was as if he was suffering from 'amnesia' and forgot that he had gagged the other party's mouth.

Familiar apprehensive expression, familiar gentle voice ... but abnormal was written everywhere. j4M1GF

"Don't be angry, don't you like me? I can feel it, your gaze..."

He nervously touched the rim of his cup, over and over again, with a little excitement, "From day to night, to have you around makes me so happy."

"When did you first 'see' me? When you were delivering takeouts? Do you want to know when I 'saw' you?"

He slowly turned his face towards the other party, his eyes were clearly unfocused but they contained some scattered light, "Because I, found out your secret." Rda9Ym

The deliveryman's heart skipped a beat.

"A lot of young girls have died recently, and they all said that those girls' eyes look a lot like mine. Those eyes that have been gouged out and filled with fake eyes," Ren Yifei said while reaching out to touch his own eyes and let out a soft chuckle.

"Xiao Zheng," Ren Yifei called out, causing the deliveryman's forehead to be covered in cold sweat, "It's very convenient to walk through the streets every night, right? Who would be wary of a deliveryman delivering food? Were you practising how to best fit me with fake eyes so that it would seem real? That makes me so happy..."

The deliveryman was breathing quickly, his face turned blue, he was looking at Ren Yifei's gentle expression and felt a sense of absurdity as if he was dreaming. yUnPaE

"If someone were to go into your room at this moment, they will definitely find a lot of surprises," the more he spoke, the happier Ren Yifei became, but the conversation shifted the next second, "But why should I expose you to the world? It's too boring."

"I felt your passion, but this heat will slowly fade with time, it's always like that."

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Ren Yifei's voice lowered as he bit his fingernails, seeming to be talking to himself, "What should I do? What should I do to keep it?"

He suddenly looked up, "If you really like something, you'd be happy to die for it, right?" aYoP2U

"How do you wish to die? With a knife, there will be too much bleeding and it would be difficult to clean up. How about strangulation? But I heard that death by asphyxiation could lead to incontinence and even sexual pleasure. How could I dare to insult such a beautiful and pure feeling with such filthy things?"

"You understand, you know me, don't you?"

Ren Yifei suddenly pulled out a disposable syringe full of an unknown liquid: "Ah, why not use poison, you can keep the body in the best position ...

"I found this on you, it's the same one you used on those girls, right? You brought it here as a gift, surely because you were pleased with its effect. You must really like it," the more he thought about it, the more he thought that it was the best option and his cheeks began to flush with excitement. g1NL2e

The deliveryman's mind was foggy and even a little sore.

He could not accept who his own lamb, the most perfect piece he had chosen, actually was!

It was as if the white rose that lived in his heart had fallen into the mosquito's blood, and the pure white colour was stained black and red by the filth. His eyes were red while his veins almost burst.

He can't accept this! A0iWpN

"Huh?" Suddenly, Ren Yifei stopped talking and listened for a moment as he put a finger to his lips, "Shhh."

What was that?

It took a few seconds for the deliveryman to be able to hear the sound, it sounded like slightly hurried footsteps approaching from afar before slowing down to a stop at the door.

The room suddenly became quieter and the deliveryman looked at the door. aijAcb

At that moment, he actually hoped that he would be discovered and be woken up from this nightmare.

"Dong dong dong," the door was knocked three times.

Ren Yifei seemed to smile and put down the chopsticks in his hand before standing up.

"Guess, who could they be looking for?" He opened his mouth to speak quietly as his smile grew more meaningful. uq45wr

The deliveryman watched him walk over, pulled the door handle open with his left hand then cautiously poked his head out and asked somewhat suspiciously, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Saman had narrowly avoided the picture frame that was coming towards him, he kicked it away and stretched out with one hand to grab the stunned NEET player, pressing the other party's hand against their back on the picture frame.

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The NEET player was shocked, he struggled desperately and left a few scratches on Saman's arm, however, the man had been pressed into the picture frame. His upper body became two-dimensional while his flailing feet remained three-dimensional.

Saman took a step back and watched the frame devour the player with cold eyes. Once this thing gets you, there would be no escape unless the sucked body part is chopped off. My qdw

The NEET was almost dead.

Although the props are good, it also depends on who is using them.

Tian Hong actually sent such a small character over to deal with one of the top 100 on the Star List? Who exactly was he trying to insult?

However, Saman thought about it, the main force to kill him was the killer while this one was just a dispensable pawn. One uses long-range props while the other is close to him and uses this kind of short-range props, Tian Hong probably thought that two-hand preparation could be foolproof so he lowered his requirements for this new player. C9Z8er

The picture frame was like a huge vortex, no matter how much the NEET player struggled, he was still completely sucked into the frame.

A picture of a person without a face appeared in the huge frame.

It rests quietly against the wall, like a real picture frame— of course, it is now a real picture frame, it was a single-use prop.

Closing and locking the door, Saman scurried toward the deliveryman's room. Vd knI

The deliveryman's room was empty, the door and windows were closed while the curtains were drawn. Saman wanted to take out the spare keys but thought about it before putting them away.

Through the gap in the curtains, he saw a disposable paper cup on the windowsill with some round glass marbles in it. It was those marbles the blind youth had slipped on when he rolled down the stairs on the first day.

Was the 'ghost' present at the time?

He chose to watch the blind young man roll down… to confirm whether the blind young man was a player? 0qNjrw

Saman felt that something was slightly off, but he couldn't say what it was.

He carefully recalled the scene of that day again, from the blind young man accidentally rolling down to the disappearance of the glass marbles, replaying every detail.

There was no difference.

Then he walked toward the blind youth's room. The door, as well as the windows, were closed and there was no sound inside. HXSDh

Saman thought for a while and knocked on the door three times.

The door opened and a cautious head stuck out, even asking timidly, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

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He disliked these kinds of little white rabbit-like people the most, but for some reason, Saman breathed a sigh of relief: he's fine.

He tugged his collar and adjusted his breathing before asking in the polite tone of a neighbour whom he recently met and was not familiar with, "Have you seen the deliveryman?" L5CmEo

"Xiao Zheng? No," Ren Yifei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the familiar voice, he smiled as he spoke with Saman at the door, "He doesn't seem to be at home."

Saman glanced at the room, because of the angle, he could only see the corner of the sofa, the bookshelf and the bed. There was also a half-eaten meal and a cup of steaming water on the coffee table.

He was eating?

"You don't have to be bothered about it then." SJtPU6

"Okay, bye."

After Saman left, Ren Yifei gently closed the door, closing the only passage between the outside world and this place. The hand that was on the door handle was still holding the disposable syringe.

He turned to a corner that could not be seen from the previous angle and slowly approached step by step.

The man sitting on the chair had a grim face, his eyes had lost all light and he no longer struggled as if all the meaning of life had been shattered. h5R eb

Ren Yifei smiled in his direction, his smile was full of healing power while his voice was as gentle as fine rain, "The person who had disturbed us has left and we can be alone now. Aren't you happy?"

The deliveryman used all his remaining strength to 'ruthlessly' turn his head away as if his heart had turned into ashes.

T/N: This arc will be wrapped up next week, what will Ren Yifei do next~ ^^

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