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Monitoring chamber
"Why is there no signal on my bracelet?" The juryman kept pounding at the things in his hand.
After the teammates came to the secret room, they stopped playing and just showed off "My bracelet is gone."
Xiao Yan crunched potato chips, of course, without the wave of magnetic interference signals, all foreign products could not work properly.
It’s been half an hour since the savage man was so angry that Xiao Yan turned on the radio. "The chamber of secrets is limited to one hour and forty minutes. Do you need to show it?"
A word thundered like the ground. This group of people suddenly heard Xiao Yan’s voice and trembled and said "no need to show"
Xiao Yan said thoughtfully, "Do you need to show off the field?"
The juryman said impatiently, "Closing really affects the game experience."
The need for off-site display means that workers will always pay attention to their room video, which is not conducive to their stealing.
They are very experienced in opening the secret room to escape, and they can get through quickly without showing.
Xiao Yan got a satisfactory answer, "Ok, cut off the line now and wish you a happy game."
He cut off the off-court joint line, but the voice of the juryman and his party can come out, and they can hear it clearly.
"I can’t understand mom’s waste."
"I’ve been tossed around, so let’s get over it quickly." It means to record the story by memory and then reproduce it when I get back.
They gave up the idea of stealing bracelets and concentrated on solving puzzles. They were familiar with all kinds of routines in the Chamber of Secrets and quickly passed two rooms.
Funny is that one person in the team just sticks the word "I want to copy" on the camera instead of solving puzzles and taking small records.
Juryman found a bronze key and tried to open the third door.
The ethereal song sounds like cold metal from behind the door, which makes people feel uncomfortable inexplicably.
The recorder looked up. "Why am I a little scared?"
He is the owner of the "prism" secret room escape. Xie Jiacheng, the owner of the prism secret room escape, also takes the micro-fear route. Xie Jiacheng believes that heart exercise is very powerful and he can’t blink his eyes when watching horror movies.
But now he feels that every bone is trembling with fear, and his teeth tremble when he speaks. It takes two or three times to say a word before he can speak plainly.
No, he is. Everyone else in the team looks frightened. The man with a bloody face blocks his ears. "The sound is terrible. Can you stop it!"
Xie Jiacheng said, "When I heard this song, I felt afraid to ask him to stop singing outside the fast league."
Juryman frantically took out his walkie-talkie and pressed the "Help" button.
Sorry, the off-site communication has been cut off. Please ask for help through the monitoring equipment.
Sorry, the off-site communication has been cut off. Please ask for help through the monitoring equipment.
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Cold mechanical sound mixed door heavy metal texture songs such as blades pulling the eardrum straight drive people crazy.
"Help?" Asking for help through monitoring is to make a specific gesture. When the monitoring is captured, it will automatically send out an alarm to attract the attention of off-site workers.
Xie Jiacheng flatly refused, "They will always stare at us after asking for help now."
The team members crustily skin of head continued to solve the puzzle. When the third door creaked, a pale face suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Ahhh-"Juryman sat down on the ground and stared at that face in horror.
There is no eye hole, no nose, a mouth without lips, and a terrible song comes out of his mouth.
After the door opened, the weirdo stopped singing. He tilted his head and asked innocently, "Did you dig my eyes?"
The juryman is crying and shaking his head, unable to speak.
"Did you cut my ear?"
"Did you cut my nose?"
The weirdo suddenly opened the wings of the elves and swooped down on them. A group of people lost their screams and were chased by the elves into the fourth room.
Someone has sobbed, "Help me, I don’t want to play."
"What are you afraid of?" Xie Jiacheng said, but he was also pale.
Turn on the lights and everyone gasped.
The blood-like paint on the wall of the room is covered with the number "4", which is staggered and overlapped, so dense that it is bright red as if it could drip.
"There are four gallows in all," said the juryman in tears.
After searching for some clues, Xie Jiacheng said, "It is obvious that there are four gallows, and then we must solve the puzzle at the specified time in order to save the four gallows."
"Who the gallows? I don’t want to! "
Xie Jiacheng gave him an oblique look. "What are you afraid of? It’s not true that the gallows can kill you?"
Knife, stone and cloth selected four gallows people, who were shaking like chaff and pale, and did not know that they were really sentenced to death.
Moai, who is shut out of the door, continues to sing. His songs can make listeners fear.
Xie Jiacheng worked hard to solve the first riddle. Open the door and outsiders asked
"Did you gouge my eyes?"
As soon as he turned around, a cold sweat came out.
The door has changed.