As Fang Liang analyzed, in this kind of cognitive world, the time of day always passes quickly.

It doesn't seem like 15 minutes have passed, and it's almost night.

Evening quietly fell, and Fang Liang barely finished tidying up the room, breaking the layout of the bedroom, sofa and bed, and tidying up the interior into furnishings that were easy to escape.

Li Xiaoyu even specially prepared a script and sent it to several people to read and memorize, if the acting skills are really not good, you can read it.

Fang Liang and the four of them changed into investigator clothes, and a baseball cap and a mask came out of nowhere.

The five stood on the carpet in front of the door, looking at each other.

It was about time to get off work, and the cafeteria on the first floor became very lively.

Many people return to their apartments with dinner or snacks.

Even when I saw five strangers standing in the hallway, I turned a blind eye.

At the end of the day's work, a person's life is already exhausted, and their minds are full of crowded subways or sweltering buses, how can they have the strength to inquire what other residents are doing?

What they need most is to slump in bed and try to breathe, instead of clicking on the stranger in front of them and inviting teammates to start interacting.

Obviously, they are proficient in the rules of survival in the apartment, and they are also very vigilant when they open the door, lest they be seen by outsiders indoors.

Just opened the door a crack, squeezed the whole person into the crack in the door, and then quickly locked the door with his backhand.

As for the sneaky players, they don't eat in the apartment, and they don't have the guts of a certain lack of morality.

The cursed attack is like a treacherous crossing, and heroes from all walks of life avoid it, let alone dine at the scene of a thriller?

If you eat it and point your nails and hair, you will have to scare yourself to death if you don't trigger the curse law.

As soon as the evening meal is over, it is the piercing bell, and it is the dark night.

The windows at both ends of the hallway were darkened, and if you hadn't stepped on the nearby voice-activated lights, you would feel like you were not standing in the hallway, but inside a damp, narrow coffin.

The baseball cap suddenly became a little cowardly: "The other players in the group have gone back to the room, do we really have to try and make mistakes in the corridor tonight?" ”

Lu Ming couldn't help laughing: "Suddenly regret it? It's late, if you quit now, I'll see you again and slap you once in the future. ”

"I'm just asking...... baseball cap is helpless.

Li Xiaoyu said calmly: "Look at your cowardly look! Let's curse each hand, even if the living can't cast the ultimate power of the curse when it is out of control, can five dozen and one still be cursed to win five kills? ”

Cao Zhengfei and Fang Liang stood at the east and west ends of the three actors respectively.

Seeing the eyes of the baseball cap asking for help, Fang Liang just folded his arms and leaned against the door, Cao Zhengfei was responsible for observing the appearance pattern of the cursed treasure chest, and Fang Liang was responsible for guarding against the curse attack.

"So let's get started! Role-play from now on, and follow the rules of the game until the call rings in the morning. ”

The baseball cap let out a long breath and turned away.

He will try to play the protagonist who goes out to work, while Lu Ming and Li Xiaoyu play the parents who live in the Soft Wind Apartment.

Li Xiaoyu turned on the voice changer, adjusted the volume to the hoarse female voice confirmed by Fang Liang, squatted behind Lu Ming like a Grim Reaper elementary school student, and dialed the baseball cap.

The monotonous ringtone, the unconnected busy sound, the baseball cap took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, but he didn't really want to answer, but he just put his hands in his pockets, as if he was performing a street blow.

Just don't want to pick it up?

No, it's not, Fang Liang came to the conclusion sharply: refusing to answer the phone is not the law of curse.

Li Xiaoyu is very patient, he tries to recall the mother-son scenes in various family melodramas, and at the same time gives Lu Ming advice.

Lu Ming began to call his son's phone, and the baseball cap hesitated for a moment, but he answered the phone, but he was silent on the other end.

"Your mother is worried about you, take the initiative, call your mother back, go out, don't keep your mother worried."

Hearing the sound, goosebumps broke out on the neck of the baseball cap, but this ordinary sentence was not the law of curses.

After confirming that it was safe, the baseball cap relaxed, and called back Li Xiaoyu's mobile phone, and the call was connected in less than 5 seconds, and his son was still silent.

"Boy, mom misses you so much, are you tired of going out to work, is someone bullying you? What did you have for dinner......"

As soon as Li Xiaoyu's voice changer was opened, the baseball cap's legs shook, and she was almost scared.

Fang Liang couldn't help but type: "How many family sitcoms has he watched, all kinds of Ma Bao's lines are like reciting them backwards, it's terrifying!" ”

Cao Zhengfei sipped melon seeds with a smile on his face, and typed back with one hand: "Shhh, don't goof, I suspect it was the ...... that his mother instilled in him"

However, objectively speaking, the [irritable son] of the baseball cap performance was also not bad, and he only answered the phone with vague answers throughout the whole process, and his attitude was quite impatient.

But Li Xiaoyu is still patient, as if she is a real mother who is looking forward to her son's return home.

Li Xiaoyu's lines stopped, the baseball cap breathed a sigh of relief, and the first set of scripts was performed in its entirety, but there was no sign of triggering the curse.

"Could it be that the reasoning guess is wrong?"

At this time, everyone was a little apprehensive in their hearts, and the original fighting spirit of confidence was slowly extinguished, the passion of victory faded, and the gloomy and silent corridor became more and more oppressive and cramped.

"Sitcom number two, take a 1-minute break, and start over by refusing to answer the phone."

Li Xiaoyu manipulated her mobile phone and tried to imitate a mother with a slight mental disorder.

"Boy, what do you have for dinner, are there any girls you like or are interested in near the company, when will you give your mother a grandchild?"

Next, although Lu Ming didn't have many scenes, he was usually more serious, every time he called, the baseball cap was a sticking up, and he only dared to nod and answer, and he didn't dare to resist and defend himself.

Li Xiaoyu's lines stopped again, the baseball cap tore at the soaked vest, and he cried bitterly in his heart: I knew that the big guy's team was so violent, so don't think about breaking your head and forcibly integrating into other people's fixed team circles, this investigation copy is too uncomfortable!

"Could it be that the real reasoning error is not triggered by the curse caused by external interference internally?"

Trial and error take time, and trial and error comes at a cost.

The third script soon begins, in which Li Xiaoyu plays a ghost-scared mother who wants to hear her son's voice for comfort.

……

The time gradually approached the power outage and lights out time at 23:00, but the script all failed, and Fang Liang and the others gradually became highly vigilant.

The moment the power goes out, everything becomes pitch black, and the body is a little weightless and unbalanced for a moment.

"Is it really wrong? Do we want to continue acting at night? ”

The visual residue formed during the lighting makes people feel that there is a colorful shadow facing them no matter which way they look.

That strange sleepiness crept in, and Fang Liang had already prepared, using the pain of pinching his waist to fight against this evil sleepiness.

Li Xiaoyu repeatedly dialed the baseball cap, but the other party seemed to be drowned in the night, and he could only see his mobile phone screen faintly lit up in the distance, but he couldn't see any superfluous actions.

Li Xiaoyu wondered, didn't this baseball cap say that it would be performed until dawn, why didn't there move before midnight?

hung up, Li Xiaoyu first ventilated with his teammates.

Then, Li Xiaoyu clicked on the baseball cap's avatar and quietly sent a text message: "Hey, are you asleep?" ”

The baseball cap looked down and clicked, and suddenly found that the message "Read" was prompted on the phone.

In an instant, all the lights in the corridor lit up, and then all the lights flickered continuously, turning into sparks and falling.

Many insects dormant in the darkness are constantly colliding around the light source, and the noise is as endless as fried beans.

Fang Liang's heart suddenly jumped wildly, the curse law was actually triggered, and he suddenly comprehended another layer of meaning of that cold touch.

It wasn't some gentle mother's soothing, it was the embodiment of an evil curse, and it was checking whether the cursed person was asleep or not!

Everyone just wanted to turn around and go back to the house, but they found that the door turned into a wall when they turned around, and there was no room to hide.

Fang Liang hurriedly typed and announced: "All members, communicate on mobile phones, you can only close your eyes and pretend to be asleep in desperate moments, don't speak!" ”

"It's over, I think it's right behind my back!"

The baseball cap was cold, and before the words that had just been typed could be sent, he was already trembling and frozen in place.

At the moment when Yin Leng approached behind, the baseball cap felt that his life was in danger, and as soon as he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, the boarding spell was activated instantly.

Curse, moths to the fire!

In an instant, smoke began to rise from the baseball cap's body, and a strange and illusory light enveloped him.

The cold hand stretched out from behind his back seemed to have grabbed a hot soldering iron, and it was scalded back in an instant.

At the same time, the clothes on the chest of the baseball cap seemed to have been burned with cigarette butts in five holes, and the five cursed burnt skin made him dare not even breathe too hard, and after blocking the attack, the curse supply was lifted in an instant.

The hallway lights stabilized, and the darkness faded like vines toward the staircase.

But Fang Liang knew...... The source of the curse did not leave.

There are walls on all sides, the way home is gone, and even if there is a dead line effect, I don't know where to go.

They had missed the time to enter the house, and now they had to find a way to survive the night outside.