Terror broadcast

Life is always full of all kinds of accidents, and there are many surprises. When you are deceived by the gurgling stream in front of you, you may see a towering cliff waterfall just around the next corner;

For example, today's monks still sit cross-legged by the Erhai Lake and recite scriptures;

For example, the current Buddha is still walking on Cangshan Mountain, touching the veins of the mountains and rivers;

For example, the current fat man is still hugging each other in a nightclub in downtown Dali, enjoying the blessings of being together;

For example, Xie Zhen is still sitting in the company's office, looking at the game promotion plan that was just released;

For example, Liang Sen is still lying on his bed, holding a copy of "Homer's Epic" and flipping through it;

For example, there are many such examples. Ordinary people are still living their own ordinary lives. No matter how thrilling and ups and downs they are, they still cannot escape from the ordinary category;

The listeners are also living their own lives, being played with, teased, struggling, angry, and roaring in the shadow of the radio.

But a gust of wind blows,

The two people walking at the front had already stood up, because they had walked too far, so far that the third person behind could not even see their backs.

So,

This storm,

This duel,

Even for the audience, those who can detect something strange are only a minority among the minority.

undercurrent,

It's already surging.

Zhao Bian'an has been sitting on the hillside from morning to late at night. The night in Dali is beautiful and the starry sky is bright, but there is no trace of the star that follows him everywhere and can even be described as a "tarsal maggot".

"Give."

Chen Ru threw over a bottle of wine, a bottle of Lao Baigan.

Zhao Bianan took a sip and made a hoarse sound in his throat. Then he stood up and closed his eyes.

From the feeling, Chen Ru felt that Zhao Bianan knew what was happening, and even knew who the culprit was. However, Zhao Bianan's emotions made Chen Ru a little confused:

expect,

Hesitant,

frightened,

Depressed...

………………

"Okay, the time is up, let's enter the voting time. When I ask you who you think the murderer is, you must give me an answer, and this answer cannot be changed." The old housekeeper said seriously.

Everyone nodded. In fact, this rule was already understood by everyone when they voted for Hills for the first time. Although there is no voting button on the electronic light screen, the old butler is the rule here.

The old housekeeper stood in front of Xu Gang first, and Xu Gang replied: "Zhao Rui."

The old housekeeper walked up to Diana, and Diana replied: "Zhao Rui."

The old housekeeper walked up to Chen Ming, and Chen Ming replied: "Zhao Rui."

The old housekeeper walked up to Lucy, and Lucy replied: "Zhao Rui."

Then, the old housekeeper walked up to Muntali, who was still hesitating. Even though the blackened traces on the strings were very clear, and even if all the evidence and logic pointed to Zhao Rui's suicide, Muntali still felt strange.

This is a kind of intuition, which can also be regarded as a sixth sense.

He didn't answer, he looked at Su Bai.

At this moment, Su Bai reached out and picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said:

"Yi Wang."

Su Bai gave his answer first. He voted for himself, because at this time, it no longer mattered. Four people voted for Zhao Rui. This situation could no longer be changed.

At this time, Lucy looked at Su Bai with a very angry look, while Diana seemed to have been drained of all her strength, Chen Ming smiled coquettishly, and Xu Gang covered his head.

Muntari said with some emotion: "Is this the wisdom and planning of senior listeners?"

"It's possible, like the guy who was voted out in the first round." There was no psychological pressure on Su Bai to step on Hills at this time.

"Well, I'm convinced that I lost." Muntali looked at it with openness, because the ending has been decided, and now he should focus on the next scene. Moreover, Muntari is a smart man after all. He would not be like that woman Lucy, who first planned to kill Su Bai and now showed such anger.

The other party is a senior audience member. You have already offended him. If you continue to offend him at this time, do you really think that he will not be able to target you in the subsequent scenes?

Su Bai didn't have the elation of a winner. In fact, he could feel the feeling of Hills in this game. It was not so much Hills' excessive self-aggrandizement that made Su Bai find evidence of his crime. It was Hills who was using another way to express his disdain for playing games with this group of non-senior listeners.

Of course, Hills lost this game, and Su Bai was now the winner. Naturally, he could disrespectfully label Hills with various "philosophical styles".

that's all,

Su Bai sat on the sofa and watched the old housekeeper force Lucy, Muntali, Diana, Xu Gang, and Chen Ming into the wall one after another.

"Seeing him building a Zhulou, watching him entertaining guests, watching his building collapse." Su Bai suddenly remembered this sentence from "The Peach Blossom Fan" in his mind.

Rational reasoning thinking and bloody and brutal violent punishment constantly appear alternately in this scene. The former pave the way for the latter, and the latter renders the former. The contrast in emotion and rhythm,

It seems to be in line with the storytelling that radio pursues, or the aesthetics of radio.

Su Bai poured himself another cup of tea, and then poured a cup for the old housekeeper who had finished his work.

The old butler picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Do I need to be squeezed in too?" Su Bai pointed at himself and asked.

"No, didn't you find that door?" the old housekeeper said to Su Bai, "As the winner of the game, you should receive some preferential treatment."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." The old housekeeper sat down opposite Su Bai. He looked at Su Bai like an antique.

In fact, the old housekeeper didn't pay much attention to Su Bai's plans and arrangements, as well as his reaction during the argument. This only shows that Su Bai has greater courage and more careful calculations than other game participants.

Of course, there is also an element of luck here. For example, even Su Bai himself did not expect that he would be attacked by zombies when he was preparing to kill Zhao Rui that night.

What really interested the old housekeeper was what Su Bai had said to him before about what he was interested in in broadcasting.

The old butler is an NPC in this story world. Because the radio likes this story world, he exists. Because the radio constantly sends listeners here, he has a sense of relative existence.

It’s not that he wants to study how to flatter radio broadcasters, because his existence is to make radio broadcasts happier, and to provide radio broadcasts with more and better storytelling is the meaning of his existence.

It's quite sad when a person lives because of this.

Su Bai looked at the old housekeeper sitting in front of him and thought like this.

but,

With the lessons learned from the previous black convenience store owner and the devil in the painting, after a period of renovation and maintenance, the broadcast will no longer allow awakened NPCs to appear in the story world. Or, you can awaken, but you must be obedient.

For example, when you enter the story world of "Cinderella" for the second time, you see the Pope.

For example, take the old housekeeper in front of you now.

Su Bai took a deep breath and drank all the tea in the cup in his hand.

"please."

The old housekeeper put the tea cup down and motioned for Su Bai to follow him upstairs.

Su Bai did not hesitate and followed the old housekeeper to the second floor. The two of them walked towards the deepest room, which was the room where Hills discovered the passage.

The old housekeeper reached out and moved the bed away, and walked down the corridor with Su Bai.

The metal door in front of him had a heavy and depressing feeling inherent in this material. The old housekeeper stood in front of him and verified his fingerprints first and then his pupils.

"Click..."

A crisp sound,

The door was opened,

It was pitch black inside.

The old housekeeper turned sideways and motioned for Su Bai to come in.

Su Bai smiled and took two steps forward. When he was about to enter, he stopped and looked at the old housekeeper.

"This scene is over, so what are you going to do next?"

The old housekeeper looked at Su Bai and replied, "I'm going to clean the house, especially the kitchen."

This was a farewell to the old housekeeper. Su Bai turned around and walked in the door.

When the old butler standing behind Su Bai watched Su Bai go in, it was like a flower in front of his eyes. He seemed to see a blue flame, but the flame slowly disappeared as Su Bai disappeared. .

The old housekeeper's task was over. He covered the corridor and the bed again, and then walked out of the room. Then, he picked up the broom and mop, preparing to clean the entire villa first.

He didn't use the clone, because if he used the clone, no matter how much work he had to do, he could finish it quickly.

He likes this kind of work, and likes to slowly repair and restore the traces produced after a game, and hopes that this process can be as long as possible.

perhaps,

It's probably because it's too boring.

However,

When the old housekeeper came to the stairs with a bucket and mop, he suddenly frowned.

He looked at the living room below, at the dining room and kitchen, and at the bedroom that had been occupied like a small hotel.

at last,

He looked at the blood-red wall, and suddenly he felt disgusted.

It was as if there was a fire burning in his chest.

He knew this feeling shouldn't happen, but he couldn't control it.

Slowly, like a puppet, the old butler threw away the bucket and mop and watched the water pouring all over the floor. Then he went down the stairs and walked to the blood-red wall in the living room.

In front of this wall, he once stuffed people who had failed in the game one by one, watched their flesh and blood, watched them turn into meat and blood,

Suddenly,

The old housekeeper leaned his forehead against the wall,

"Bang! Bang! Bang!......"

He started hitting the wall with his forehead,

Each time is heavier than the last,

Louder every time,

gradually,

He began to be bloody and bloody,

Slowly, his blood soaked on the wall began to be slowly absorbed by the squirming wall...