Among the eight people, Lin Yining knew most of them, presumably these people were all neighbors in the same unit.
He sat there, looking at the people around him, except for the occasional sob of the girl directly opposite him, there was no other sound, and everyone was very quiet.
He was the last one to come in. I don't know what happened before he came in, but one can imagine what choices a group of ordinary people would make when faced with such a deadly and brutal thing. All the miniaturization and lightening that the station experienced will be repeated again.
It is almost conceivable how they would feel when they opened the door of their own house and found that they had traveled to a strange place and could not get out again—the door disappeared. Lin Yining wanted to open the app, but found that the app was invalid.
There was a huge shadow in the corner of his eyes, it looked like a monster, and the huge figure gave him indescribable fear.
"You can't say it." A voice said to him: "You can't tell these newcomers about the game, or you will die."
Immediately, Lin Yining's hairs stood on end, and he whispered yes.
The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, and a cheerful child's voice said, "Good evening everyone~"
He was answered by awkward silence.
Tong Sheng didn't seem to care, and said: "Let's get to the point, don't treat all this as a game, it will really kill people, this brother should be very clear."
He was referring to Lin Yining. When he said this, all eyes turned to him.
The other party refused to let him speak, but he himself did. Lin Yining didn't know what he was thinking.
Tong Sheng didn't seem to realize that he had said something wrong, and greeted Lin Yining with a smile: "I also specially found a young lady with a nice voice to give a welcome speech, isn't it a surprise?"
Under the doubtful or probing eyes of the people around, Lin Yining lowered his head, and the child's voice didn't care. He lowered his voice and said, "You all know the rules of the game, right? That's the beginning. The first hint, it lives in the Thirty-third floor. And then the first topic, please introduce, where were you all just now?"
No one wants to speak first. After a long silence, a strong light shone from the roof and hit a person's face.
It was a man dressed as a gangster. Lin Yining looked familiar. If he remembered correctly, he should be the son of the uncle who lived on the first floor. From the looks of it, he knew what kind of person he was.
"Why should I tell you?" The gangster sneered: "Come on, kill someone if you have the ability."
He crossed his legs and said, "This is a society ruled by law. There are eight of us here. Come and kill them one by one. After killing them, I'll see how you end up."
The gangster's eyes shifted to Lin Yining's face, and he said, "Tuoer, don't you want to say something?"
Lin Yining's eyes sank slightly, and he said, "You can do whatever you want."
"Please don't speak casually on the eighth without permission, you will be sentenced to cheating next time." The child said with a smile: "The speeches of the first player have been sorted out, and the players can see the records on the tablet in front of them. Friendly reminder, one Player No. 1’s speech does not touch on the topic, and it is judged as a negative game, so it is likely to use this method to cover up its differences.”
"You fart!" The gangster slapped the table and stood up: "You let us out!"
There was a loud bang, and a vase flew over from nowhere, knocking the bastard back to his seat. Fragments of the vase were scattered all over the floor, one can imagine how hard it took for the vase to hit him. Immediately afterwards, two pieces of tape flew over, stuck to his mouth, and made a cross.
Tong Sheng said mischievously: "Player No. 1 attacks the referee, and he is banned for this round. Look at his guilty look, who else is the ghost? Just choose him and choose him."
The gangster stared wide-eyed and whimpered twice.
The light turns to the second person.
This is an honest and cowardly person, who obviously wouldn't have the guts to be a fool, and said in a low voice, "I got home from work after six o'clock, and I was locked in as soon as I opened the door." He looked around and shouted: "You all Know me, right, we have all met before, don't choose me, it really isn't me!"
"It's time." The child's voice said, "Look how efficient it is to play games obediently like this."
The next person's speech basically copied the second person's speech, with only a simple sentence.
"I... I was drinking milk tea with my boyfriend/girlfriend just now." This is a couple.
"Delivering food."
"Come out and get the takeaway wind and blow the door shut, and that's it when you open it."
Lin Yining turned up the tablet in front of him while listening to them talking.
It's an outdated tablet, and it's a lot clunkier than the new portable folding screens of today. Everyone's speech records were made into a group chat, and the records were quite detailed.
He glanced at the record twice, then turned his gaze back to the speaker, trying to find clues about them. Soon it was Lin Yining's turn, and he said, "I just came back from the subway station."
The child laughed and said, "The pretty little brother is right."
Seeing that unknown being treat Lin Yining differently again and again, the expressions of the people around him are different.
Lin Yining was the last one. After the eight people had spoken, it was time to vote. According to Tong Sheng, they have three minutes to communicate with each other.
"I... I have a question." At the beginning, no one spoke. After a moment of silence, someone raised his hand: "What will happen to the person who was voted out?"
"It's clearly written in the rules, you will meet that ghost." Tong Sheng said.
"Will you die?"
"Not necessarily," Tong Sheng replied, "It depends on his mood."
His hand trembled as he tapped on the tablet screen.
"Which one to choose?" He tremblingly looked at Lin Yining: "What do you know? You know what, right? How are we going to get out?"
"Unfortunately, I don't know anything." Lin Yining thought for a while and said.
The girl who was talking to Lin Yining at the beginning was crying all the time, playing background music with a low sobbing sound, which made the atmosphere of the whole room keep falling.
Then no one spoke, and the room was suffocating.
Almost everyone can see that others have reservations in this game, take out the garbage and deliver food home from get off work, under daily and reasonable reasons, they hardly get any usable clues.
Because they have no sense of crisis at all, and now they are still lucky. Yes, No. 1 is right, even if these people have magical means, so what? Do they really kill
Perhaps, this is just a large-scale reality show produced by some boring program group. There is a camera hidden in an unknown corner of the room, or it is still live, and the netizens on the live page are laughing at their stupidity——
Why should they cooperate with these strange things that pop up. If you don't cooperate or resist, if you continue to be passive like this, what can those people do with them
Lin Yining could vaguely guess what these people were thinking, but he had no intention of changing their minds. What can he say, that this is a crazy game made by aliens? What does he have to prove himself? At most, it just proves that he is really a babysitter—no, he is still the next target.
The core of this game is to choose an outlier among a group of people.
When he, who is obviously different from others, makes himself stand out, does it matter who these people will choose? The extra attention paid to him by the 'referee' has made some people doubt him, and Lin Yining doesn't want to do extra things at all.
What's more, the time is too short. Instead of thinking about how to convince them of all this absurdity in three minutes, it is better to think about the clues given by the 'referee', which lives on the 33rd floor. The tallest unit in their unit is his house, which only has six floors. What does the thirty-three floors refer to
So three minutes passed quickly, and it was time to enter the voting session. The page on the tablet changed from a conversation transcript to a blank page—it said please write down who you are voting for by hand at the top, but no one ever did.
Lin Yining was also watching.
Some people hesitated, some chose non-violent non-cooperation, and looked at the blank page blankly. That cowardly middle-aged man had decided to randomly choose a hapless ghost he didn't like, and write down his number.
Thirty seconds later, unexpectedly, on Lin Yining's tablet computer, a big red cross appeared on the blank page.
"Only two people voted. Do you think there is nothing I can do if I don't vote?" Tong Sheng was a little annoyed: "You treat the game like this, and I will treat you like this. I want to show you how good it is."
The room went dark, and there was a burning smell coming from nowhere, followed by a bang, as if something had fallen from a low place to the ground, and then there was the sound of something of unknown texture rubbing against the floor.
The sound came from far to near, but people couldn't tell where it came from. When it passed by everyone, the person beside him couldn't help but tremble.
Lin Yining wanted to call out the bow and arrow from the backpack again, but failed, and the backpack still failed.
When the sound came to him, the muscles in his body couldn't help but tighten.
That thing finally stopped beside Lin Yining.
It climbed up the leg of the table next to Lin Yining and stood up slowly. Lin Yining even felt that it touched him several times. Fortunately, Lin Yining confirmed that the other party's target was not her.
The feeling of touch disappeared after a moment, but Lin Yining had already remembered it firmly. It was a kind of hard thing with bumps and pits on the surface. A large piece, touching the tactile sensation on the wound scab.
The target of that thing was number one next to him, the gagged little bastard.
The darkness magnifies all senses, and the faint smell of burnt smell surrounds him, and now what enters his ears is the rustling sound of rubbing against clothes.
The other party's target was gangster No. 1 just now, and his mouth was sealed with tape. All he could do now was whimper in despair.
The speed of the ghost was very slow, as if it was slowly climbing up, and there was a foul smell in the room.
Lin Yining wanted to summon the bow and arrow, but he found that he couldn't open the backpack.
There was a soft bang, and the random lights suddenly came on. Before he could adjust to the light, he heard a piercing scream.
Something must have happened to the little bastard.
Lin Yining turned his head in an instant, and met the unrepentant eyes of the little gangster.