The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

As soon as the voice was finished, the tabletop of the ordinary long dining table turned into a whole screen. A line connects Ren Yifei and a boy on the opposite side.

To be precise, connecting the plates in front of them. There is a picture of a bomb in the center of the line, shrinking and expanding like a heart.

"There is a dinner plate in front of you. This is a gift I carefully prepared for you." The voice appeared again, with a smile, "Now, lift the lid of the meal."

Ren Yifei opened the golden meal cover, which contained a card with the back facing up.

"Solve the riddle in the card, write down the answer, the fastest and most accurate person can defuse the bomb. If you are a step behind, or do something wrong, then I'm sorry."

Ren Yifei directly opened the card, and there was only a man with a knife in the back, lying on the table.

The man was lying on his stomach with his head on his side, bright red foamy blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. The position of the knife was where the left lung was located. There was also a scabbard on the table. The scabbard was about fifteen centimeters long.

A question appeared in front of him: "Here is a man with a knife in his back, dying. The knife is known to be non-toxic and drug-free, and the victim began to have difficulty breathing.

"Assuming you are a detective and want to get important clues from his mouth, how do you place the victim?"

Five options are given below:

A. Don't move him, let him lie down.

B. Let him lie down with the wound facing down.

C. Let him lie down with the wound facing up.

D. Let him lie on his side with the wound at the bottom.

E. Let him lie on his side with the wound on top.

Ren Yifei quickly read the question with a glance and ten lines, and chose D directly. It took only two seconds before and after, and there was no hesitation at all.

The line on his plate to the bomb snapped, and the bomb swelled and flew towards the opposite side.

The young man opposite raised his head and looked at him with a 'how could it be' look.

"Bong!"

Ren Yifei rested one hand on the table, holding his face, his mouth and the bomb that exploded subtly overlapped, looking really bad and secondary. The young man on the opposite side turned pale in an instant, because his side exploded into fireworks.

A team of waiters in black vests filed in, and one person came behind the young man and made an inviting gesture.

This young man is even more bloodless.

Suddenly he stood up, holding the exact same card in his hand, and pointed at Ren Yifei: "How could an ignorant person like you find the answer so quickly? You cheated? No, someone has figured it out?!"

Ren Yifei looked at him, and although he was looking up, he looked imposing because of the slightly evil smile.

"Can't afford to lose? Well, I'll let you lose clearly."

"At first glance when you see the picture, you can tell that this is a case of being stabbed in the left lung from the back, causing breathing obstruction, as evidenced by the foamy bright red blood flowing out of the victim's mouth.

"The blood flowed into the lungs from the wound and came out of the mouth. It was bright red and foamy because of trying to breathe."

"Of course I know that!" the person said loudly.

Ren Yifei raised his eyebrows and continued: "After making such a judgment, we can conclude that if the deceased dies, there is a high probability of dying from 'blood drowning'."

Because of the liveliness here, many people noticed the movement here. The young man on the opposite side was flushed, and Ren Yifei remained calm.

"The human body has two lungs, one is injured, and the other can provide oxygen. So, if you choose to lay the injured person on his side, with the left lung facing down, you can use gravity to force the blood to flow down, allowing the intact right side to flow down. By continuing to supply oxygen to the lungs, the victim can breathe easily and gain some precious time."

Ren Yifei glanced at the picture, and suddenly smiled: "On the contrary, if the blood flows into the originally intact right lung, the person will die faster. You... Shouldn't you choose E?

"This kind of common sense, even the ignorant I know, don't you know?"

The two slaps fanned across the air to the face of the young man opposite, and the man's face suddenly turned an eggplant color.

He Zhaoming's character has never been a good boy. He looks like a bit of a bad boy. He has a small mole on the tip of his nose. He smiles badly and arrogantly, so he is very credible when he is splashed with dirty water.

That being the case, Ren Yifei didn't feel like he was going to suddenly 'behave'. Incompetent bad people are despised, but powerful bad people may be sought after.

Of course, this bad can't be illegal.

"Please!" The waiter made an inviting gesture again, and the young man had no choice but to withdraw in embarrassment.

Before the chairs are hot, people are about to leave the stage, and there are still so many people watching on the live broadcast. Thinking of this, the young man's legs were weak when walking. He raised his hands to cover his face, his body was not so straight, and he almost fled.

After that, more players left the stadium one after another, but they rarely questioned the fairness of the organizer, and they walked decently. Half of the elimination rate, it's nothing to fail, at most some regrets.

There are even a few people who can be human, and encourage the remaining players to the camera: "Come on, we will keep following you outside!"

The losers of the first wave have left the field "gloriously", the chairs have been taken away, and the long table seems to be less crowded. Ren Yifei held his face, he was bored and knocked on the table to play, he ignored anyone, and looked like he was enjoying himself.

Many people were paying attention to him secretly. He was able to solve this problem in such a fast time. He didn't look like the embroidered pillow in rumors.

"Congratulations, congratulations~" the voice appeared again, "a long table for fifty people, a seat for fifty people, perfect. Now, please enjoy this meal at noon. This is the food we have carefully prepared for you. joy."

The team of well-trained waiters came up again.

Plates and cards were removed from their tables, carts with the aroma of food were pushed out, and everyone was filled with delicious food, which exuded an alluring aroma.

The waiter also brought tableware, both Chinese and Western, as well as a roll of steaming hand towels with a faint scent.

Ren Yifei found that everyone's hand towel scent was different, and looking at those people's soothing eyebrows, this seemed to be the scent they liked.

He remembered the registration form he saw on the Internet, and even wrote his favorite fragrance, color, song, etc. on it.

The organizer is really gentle and considerate to the winner.

Without the interruption of that voice, they seemed to be able to start enjoying the delicious food. But these people are still very restrained, they rarely eat with so many strangers, and there are live broadcast cameras facing each other.

More importantly, each person has a dedicated waiter to serve the whole process.

This makes many people who have not experienced the test of sugar-coated cannonballs extremely uncomfortable. No matter how delicious things are, it becomes difficult to eat, and they can only drink water in embarrassment.

At this time, people in the entertainment industry appear to be very experienced. They can eat and drink with a natural expression, completely unaffected by the environment, and can pretend that everyone around them does not exist. They also accept the service of special personnel well.

"I didn't expect Mr. He to know this kind of forensic knowledge." The curly-haired girl who cut the steak in the front left suddenly spoke.

Because everyone was eating quietly or talking in a low voice, her voice was set off very loudly. Several people looked over with undisguised curiosity.

"I crammed and learned a little bit, so as not to leave the stage as soon as I entered, which is too ugly. ... This ribs are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, especially for dinner." Ren Yifei held a bowl to eat, and the garlic-flavored ribs on the plate in front of him was about to be caught by him. Done. His last sentence was deliberately said to the live flies.

Ren Yifei's words slapped the faces of half of the people who had just left the stage, and also slapped the faces of their supporters. He was very lacking in emotional intelligence and was particularly arrogant.

This kind of character is a little villain waiting to be slapped in the face in film and television dramas.

However, He Zhaoming was originally set like this, and his words were especially easy to be scolded, and even more black. So they didn't find it strange at all after listening to it: the answer to the question that just performed exceptionally well was an accident.

"I know I'm cramming, at least there's nothing wrong with my attitude. It's good." The curly-haired girl wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue and put down the knife and fork. Because she put it casually, she didn't notice that the knife and fork crossed into an X shape, and she was facing Ren Yi. Fei raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Ren Yifei glanced at the arrangement of knives and forks: "Oh, it seems that the steak was not well cooked today, and the guests protested."

Only then did the curly-haired girl notice that the knife and fork were placed in the wrong position, and they were placed on both sides awkwardly.

The girl glanced at Ren Yifei angrily, and Ren Yifei lowered his head to eat. He is not in a hurry or panic to eat, but his expression is particularly intoxicated, which makes people full of appetite.

Even the curly-haired girl who didn't like him at all had doubts for a moment: Could it be that the Chinese food on the table is so delicious that she should choose the meal?

"It's really cunning." Only people in the entertainment industry found the clue. This person was performing, and he was using food to attract people in the live broadcast room to stay.

No one will have bad thoughts about food. If the audience is aroused, they will forget all kinds of black materials about He Zhaoming and turn their attention to food.

correct! This show is a combination of puzzle solving and popularity. It is impossible to become a case-solving expert in a short time, but with the popularity of live broadcasts, I can still make myself stay longer.

Even if you don't get to the end, when you stay here, you have already gained attention, that is, earned.

People in the entertainment circle looked at Ren Yifei's eyes with deep meaning: I learned it! In the end, there were thousands of fans, but there were still two brushes.

"Oh, this chestnut chicken soup is so soft and rotten, the cartilage on top melts as soon as it sucks, the chicken is not woody at all, juicy and delicious. Please be sure to thank the chef for me." The actor grabbed the waiter and raised his head. Forty-five degrees, let the most attractive side face appear in the lens.

"I think the abalone in this thick soup is delicious, the abalone meat is smooth and elastic, and the dried mushrooms below are salty and tender, and it is of a state banquet standard." The idol held the soup bowl in his hand, showing a 'cute cat expression' that made fans scream. .

The long table suddenly turned into a gourmet live broadcast room, and the praise came one after another, and one by one, the scene of "indulging in the delicious ocean" was performed live.

The amateurs who don't know much about people in the entertainment industry are so embarrassed that their toes are curled up, and the cold hairs on their arms stand up.

The initiator Ren Yifei watched for a while, and suddenly took a meal cover from the dining car behind, covered the food, lifted it, covered it, and lifted it again.

"What are you doing?" The curly-haired girl kept paying attention to him, so she couldn't help but ask.

Ren Yifei frowned, lifted the lid of the meal seriously, and muttered, "Why is there no golden light? Why is there no golden light? Where did the golden light go?"

The exaggerated praise on the long table stopped abruptly.

Crowd: ...Will it hurt you?