Chapter 1: The Heart of the Machine (1)
The lights in the apartment seemed to be broken, and the six of them were shrouded in a gray unknown, each psychologically depressed by the unusual silence.
"I, I'll go take a look and turn the lights on."
In an atmosphere where he couldn't breathe, the third male broke the silence for the first time.
He seemed to want to help, as if he wanted to fiddle with his muscles that had nowhere to rest, and with the grateful eyes of everyone, he stepped into the darkness.
However, there was no return.
It wasn't until nearly half an hour later that the second female waited until she was irritable and muttered, "Why is it so slow." β
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a gurgling sound in the distance.
The sound was particularly abrupt in this empty apartment.
"Yes...... What is the sound? β
The woman was about to cry out in fear, she gritted her teeth and asked tremblingly.
But no one could answer her.
The gurgling sound got closer and closer, and a few seconds later, an object rolled down the stairs and hit Lu Ximi's toes.
She looked down.
It was the head of the third man.
β¦β¦
an hour ago.
When Lu Ximi got out of the car, a camera came directly at Lu Ximi's face.
Although I have long known that the domestic love comprehensive is not natural but acts according to the script, this kind of behavior that is so close to the face that people can't ignore the sense of existence is indeed unpleasant.
But Lu Ximi didn't show it.
She is already a mature entertainer.
Lu Ximi is the third female, and the order of appearance is at the back, and when she arrived, there were already many people on the scene.
One of the handsome men immediately caught Lu Ximi's gaze.
It's Song Chuqian.
The son of actor Song Xing, the existence of TOP in the acting school, has always been very popular, but he usually doesn't even appear in a variety show, but this time I don't know why, I took over this love variety.
But Lu Ximi's eyes didn't stay on Song Chuqian for long, she knew that she was the third female and Song Chuqian was the first male, and there was a gap between them.
Even as Yan Gou, Song Chuqian immediately aroused her interest.
This love drama is called "Love in Travel", as the name suggests, it is to check in various tourist attractions.
After Lu Ximi sat down, there was only one woman left who did not enter the venue.
She looked up and glanced around the area, it was a beautiful neighborhood, and they were in the central garden.
The dΓ©cor is so sophisticated that you can see the interior of the apartment through this central garden.
"Hello, my name is Cheng Jiuyan."
The third male seemed to know that Lu Ximi was the right person with him, so he deliberately came up to set it up.
Lu Ximi did not reject it, hung up a smile, and chatted with the third man.
Like an ordinary variety show, the director team said some useful and useless rules, and let six people into the apartment.
However, unlike the glamorous apartment you imagined, it was mossy, cold and damp, and even the lights were dim and flickering, and everyone felt like they had stepped into a haunted house.
The air was also very dirty, and everyone coughed a few times.
The second girl's face became no longer good-looking in an instant.
She turned around and was about to ask the director team what was going on, but she saw that the door of the apartment that was originally full was closed, and there was no sign of life in the entire space except for the six of them.
Liu Li, that is, the second female was shocked, she slowly spoke, and there was an uncontrollable tremor in her voice: "Why are the staff, all gone?" β
As soon as these words came out, the others also reacted.
They swept around, but they couldn't find the staff, the director, or the agent.
"What's going on here?"
"It's weird here."
The second male didn't believe in evil, ran directly to the gate, and patted hard, but no one responded.
Lu Ximi glanced around, and finally met Song Chuqian.
Song Chuqian didn't have any expression, and took the lead in looking away.
Lu Ximi didn't covet that face for too long, because the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rang.
Not only her, but everyone else present had a reaction to their mobile phones.
I saw the entire black screen of the phone, with only a line of red letters in the center.
"It is forbidden to leave the hall until the character is drawn, and the offender will bear the consequences."
After reading it, Cheng Jiuyan took the lead in expressing disdain.
"It's the 21st century, how can anyone still engage in such pranks."
His disdain didn't last long, because before long, his head had rolled to Lu Ximi's feet, his eyes full of incomprehension and despair.
What he saw before he died, perhaps only he knows.
Even Lu Ximi's stupid boldness was so frightened that he jumped several meters away, not to mention other people.
The woman screamed and was about to faint, she squeezed Liu Li's hand tightly, her eyes closed tightly and she didn't dare to open them at all.
The second male didn't care if there was a camera, so he was so frightened that the direct telegraph operator output more than 80 sentences in a minute.
Only Song Chuqian, although he had some emotional ups and downs, he seemed extraordinarily calm among everyone.
"Ding-dong."
The phone rings again.
Lu Ximi took out his mobile phone for the first time, and it was still the template just now, but the font in the middle changed to "This is a small warning to you for breaking the rules, and in five minutes, the character will be drawn." β
Lu Ximi's gaze swept over the head again, she forcibly held back the discomfort in her heart, and her brows furrowed.
To use a living life as a warning is too disregard for life.
But what's going on?
The others looked at their phones and fell into a whirlpool of doubts.
Liu Li couldn't wait to smash the phone directly, and as soon as she raised her hand, Lu Ximi made a faint voice: "You have to bear the consequences of smashing the phone." β
Lu Ximi's words made Liu Li instantly think of Cheng Jiuyan, who was dying, and her hand that wanted to act froze in place.
Liu Li silently withdrew his hand and glanced at Lu Ximi gratefully.
Five minutes is usually fast, but in the eyes of the five people, it is extremely tormenting.
After five minutes of silence, everyone looked at the pile of things that appeared in front of them out of thin air, and looked at each other.
The phone prompted them to pick one for each of them within five minutes.
Lu Ximi had some guesses in his heart.
While the others were still hesitating to listen, she had already picked up a keyboard.
Song Chuqian looked at her with some surprise, as if he was surprised by Lu Ximi's good psychological acceptance.
However, he quickly reacted and picked up a frying pan.
The others saw that there was nothing abnormal after the two of them selected, and they quickly picked the props they wanted.
Only the second male Mo Mofeng looked at the remaining ugly brain flower woolen hat and showed a disgusted expression.
He glanced at the props in the hands of the others, and finally fixed his gaze on the keyboard in Lu Ximi's hand.
"Hey, give me the keyboard in your hand."
Mo Mofeng is a traffic niche, has a lot of fans, and his popularity is also very high, which makes him extremely inflated after only two years of debut.
For the eighteenth line, who is not famous, he is used to it.
He thought that Lu Ximi would obediently provide his keyboard, but he heard such a sentence: "You don't have a mother? Don't know how to be polite? β
The words are amazing.
Everyone looked at Lu Ximi in unison.
Only Lu Ximi's face was as usual, still indifferent.
If this was a recording show, she would have given it, and she would have wronged him and then give it back, but now there is not even a shadow of a camera, why should she give it?
And if you give him the keyboard and die yourself, isn't it a blood loss?
Mo Mofeng was stunned, and after reacting, he immediately became angry.
"How dare you talk to me like that?!"
After saying that, he made a gesture to grab the keyboard.
Lu Ximi raised his leg without any delay and kicked Mo Mofeng in the stomach.
Mo Mofeng was kicked back several steps in a hurry.
Lu Ximi didn't have the strength to die, but he also choked Mo Mofeng in pain.
He clutched his stomach and staggered several steps before standing up straight.
He was anxious and annoyed, pointing at Lu Ximi and wanting to squirt.
But I can also listen to the countdown prompt sound from the mobile phone.
He pulled out his phone, and there were only ten seconds left in the countdown.
He was so shocked that he couldn't care about the pain, so he rushed to the middle and picked up the brain flower beanie on the ground.
"Ding-dong."
Lu Ximi looked at Mo Mofeng, who was in danger, and felt a little pity.
I knew that if I just tripped him, he would overtime, what would happen if he overtimed......
Lu Ximi was somewhat looking forward to it.
At the end of the five minutes, everyone had a prop in their hands.
Everyone was quite satisfied, but Mo Mofeng looked at Lu Ximi with angry eyes.
But Lu Ximi didn't have time to care about Mo Mofeng at all, because her head suddenly transmitted an inexplicable memory.
"Your name is Lu Ximi, you live in room 403 of the Rose Apartment with your boyfriend Song Chuqian, you are a game anchor by profession, one day, you found that the tenant of 507, Ai Science, died at home, you were included in the list of suspects, in the closed Rose Apartment, you, Song Chuqian, Liu Li, An Baizi, Mo Mofeng, who is the murderer of Ai Science?"
Drama, script killing?
This was Lu Ximi's first reaction.
The others apparently had their own memories, and their faces were different.
Supplementary rules were then sent from the phone.
They need to vote for the murderer within three days, vote correctly to get props, vote wrong props, successfully vote for the murderer in addition to the murderer all members add an additional prop, and the fake murderer who is wrongly voted will have to deduct a prop.
At present, it seems that no one will die if he casts wrong, and no one will die when he is a murderer.
But what the props are used for, the rules don't explain.
Lu Ximi reviewed his memories and was relieved after confirming that he was not the murderer.
It's not that she hasn't played script killing before, but it must be the first time that such a real and terrifying thing is, and it is a gift from God not to draw the murderer's book.
Just as Lu Ximi was rejoicing, a message came from his mobile phone again.
"Rewind the day before the crime, and now start teleporting......"
Before Lu Ximi could react, there was a whirlwind of the world, and when he woke up again, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was Song Chuqian's face.
To be more precise, it was the person lying next to Lu Ximi, who was actually Song Chuqian.
At this time, Song Chuqian also slowly opened his eyes.
The four looked at each other, and they were speechless for a while.
"How do you climb into someone's bed?"
Lu Ximi's words were amazing.
After speaking, she quickly remembered that she and Song Chuqian's characters were lovers, living in room 403 together, so it seemed normal to sleep in the same bed.
Song Chuqian got up in one go, and his indifferent face seemed to be a little crimson: "Personality problem." β
Lu Ximi instantly had the illusion that he was an irresponsible scumbag who slept in a sleep.
But the two of them didn't last long, because it was already afternoon.
Legend has it that the deceased Ai Science will be unexpectedly in less than half a day in the future.
At this time, in some human mobile phones, a large series of barrages flashed from the screen.
Barrage: "Dead people at the beginning? Cool. β
"This sister is very dragged, I guess she will die ugly in the end."
"What should I do, the new variety show has just started broadcasting so much, and I will knock on the cp"
"Me in front too"