I cheated in the escape game

Chapter 55 Mischief

In the early morning, there was no radio sound as expected.

Youying was brushing her teeth in the washing area. She looked at herself in the mirror quietly, eyes half closed.

The girl in the mirror has long dark hair that is slightly messy, her thin bangs slightly cover her slender eyebrows, her dark eyes are dim, and she is wearing a light blue dress with a suspender design that reveals her slender shoulders.

"Creak-bang-crack-"

The door to the wash area room was suddenly closed, and there was the sound of being locked from the outside.

Youying looked at herself in the mirror, paused for a few seconds while brushing her teeth, and then continued brushing her teeth with half-closed eyes, not caring about the situation of the door to the room.

After brushing her teeth, Youying splashed water on her face, washed her face slowly, then picked up the towel next to her and wiped her cheeks. After everything was done slowly and quietly, the door to the room was opened.

Standing at the door was Leng Que, who was also holding toiletries. The tall woman obviously didn't expect that there was someone inside. Her eyes were slightly surprised, and the emotion in her eyes changed slightly.

Youying, on the other hand, took the toiletries and missed Leng Que's position and walked out, her eyes calm.

There is a cabinet for storing toiletries at the door of the washing area. Youying opened her own cabinet, only to find that it was filled with tiny pieces of paper.

She picked up one of the torn pieces of paper and found that it was originally a textbook for junior high school students. It had random ink strokes drawn on it. The lines were drawn very technically and smoothly and naturally.

Youying's eyes darkened, she closed the cabinet again, then opened another clean cabinet and put all the things in. She felt eyes falling on her and turned around but saw no one.

……

During breakfast, Youying sat at the dining table to eat. She picked up a piece of poached egg with a fork, took a look at it, sighed silently, put it down, picked up the milk next to her and took a sip.

There were other people dining on the long dining table. The male high school student with pimples on his face looked up at Youying from time to time. When she was drinking milk from a glass, he stood up and walked around to her gently and preparedly. behind.

The boy's movements were very light and did not attract other people's attention.

After Youying finished drinking the milk, she quietly looked at the poached eggs on the plate and murmured: "It doesn't seem right to waste food, right?" As she said that, she turned to look at Satan's vacant seat next to her.

Satan went to the bathroom and only used half of the food on his plate.

Seeing Youying turn her head, the boy jumped to the side and moved to a position where she couldn't see her.

Youying picked up her dinner plate, knelt on the chair, and poured the remaining food into Satan's dinner plate...

"Hey! What are you doing?!" A man's horrible voice sounded at the door, deep and oppressive.

The high school boy's body suddenly froze in place. He lowered his head anxiously, not daring to look in the direction of Satan. He lowered his head and said repeatedly, "I just want to go out! I don't want to do anything!"

Satan, with a gloomy face, walked straight in front of Youying.Youying raised her head, her dark eyes calmly looking at the man's gloomy and darkened face.

"Hey! What are you doing? Pour the leftovers on my plate? Ah, did you put me in the trash can?!" Satan looked at the expressionless Youying with a cold face, and the girl said indifferently. The expression in his eyes suddenly turned into one of stupidity.

The boy knew that Satan was not angry with him, so he quietly slipped out of the restaurant, fearing that Satan behind him would stretch out his claws towards him.

"I don't want to eat it." Youying jumped off the chair and looked at Satan calmly, "I don't want to eat it but I can't waste it."

"Ah," Satan said with an extremely helpless expression. If it was someone else, he would have punched him, but the one in front of him really made him helpless. It’s a big head.”

Youying remained silent and looked at Satan quietly.

Satan looked down at Youying in front of him with sinister eyes.

Time stood still for a few seconds.

"Asshole—" Satan sat back down and picked up the tableware with a face full of reluctance. He turned around and threatened Youying viciously, "Only this time! Do you understand!? Ah? I don't want to eat your saliva again!" "

Hearing this, Youying tilted her head, "Does Satan want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Hearing these words, Satan's veins jumped in his forehead, and his entire stern face became ferocious and terrifying. The air pressure around him dropped, and the atmosphere dropped extremely. At this time, everyone in the restaurant had already left one after another, and they were the only ones left. Two are still here.

Quietly.

"Of course it's the truth!" Satan said in a harsh tone.

Youying looked at him gently and said four words, "Just this once."

Satan's expression froze, then he calmed down, picked up the tableware and said with an ugly expression, "That's the best!"

Youying stood there and watched quietly as Satan finished the food quickly, as fast as the wind, and he ate as if he was completing a task rather than enjoying it.

"What are you looking at me for? You idiot, let's go!" Satan glanced at Youying, and then walked in front with his long legs.

Looking at Satan's tall and slender back, Youying took steps to catch up.

At this moment, in the most secret place on the entire floor——

"What!? You ask me why I don't open the fifth floor?" The woman in a long skirt sat on a luxurious leather chair, her slender white arms resting on the table, and in her other hand she held an ancient red microphone with a dark color. His eyebrows were furrowed, "Isn't it a hidden rule? You are also the one behind the scenes after all! Now you are asking me the reason?"

The woman's voice was a bit higher, but it was still so elegant and noble, and even her angry look had a temperament that couldn't be ignored.

This is a brightly lit and spacious room. Surveillance projection screens are suspended on the walls. On the screen are scenes from every corner, and everything the players do is displayed in it.

In one of the monitor images, Youying was walking back along the corridor behind Satan.

The person on the other side didn't know what they said. The woman's brows finally relaxed. She lowered her eyelids and half-covered her charming eyes. Her thick and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, making it hard to tell what her expression was.

"Okay," the woman interrupted the person opposite. She placed one hand on her chin, raised her slender eyebrows, and said in a serious tone, "When something goes wrong among the players, the elevator will stop operating and let them have a good fight." It's life and death - this is the underlying rule, you have to understand this."

The voice on the other end of the phone paused and hung up without warning.

The woman's mouth twitched and she yelled into the phone, "You bastard! You actually hung up on me!" As she said that, she slammed the phone back to its original position.

After a few seconds of silence, the woman regained her charming and elegant appearance. She supported her head with one hand, looked at the picture on the monitor with her slender eyes, and smiled, "It's getting more and more interesting, but it's a pity that what follows next I don’t supervise the floor.”

　small theater:

　　Author: "Emma, ​​my daughter has a rare moment of shame."

　　Youying squatted in the corner and played with a ball.

　　Next to him, Satan looked ugly: "Like a child!"

　　Youying raised her head and looked at Satan quietly.

　　Satan's face softened: "Well, who made you my wife? I can only coax you."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)