I am in the horror game, scrambling to steal the male lead's halo

Chapter 162 Cannibalism

Several people watched silently, while the two men were busy with the things in their hands.

"The suicide was probably just faked. It was just a lie told by the whole school."

Qin squinted his eyes and looked up. The two men had wrapped all the fishing lines around the steel frame and seemed to have tied something up.

Then, a silver thread hung down from above.

Gu Chaoxi leaned his head slightly, and the place where the fishing line fell was exactly in the center of the stage.

If someone does something here, the people below will die if they are slow to react.

The flashlight flashed and she squatted back down.

I think the two people have already tied up the things and are now slowly moving towards the stairs, preparing to come down.

She narrowed her eyes, turned around and sat on the floor leaning against the chair.

"Even if you tie a knife to a fishing line or something, it doesn't necessarily guarantee death."

"The suicide was fake, but the tragic death was real."

"How did they kill them?"

She stroked her chin and kept drawing circles on the ground with her left index finger.

She was now absolutely certain that this death show was planned by Zhou Jianren and Molly.

But how to implement it specifically?

Well, I guess I have to wait until they leave before going over to take a closer look.

Seeing the two men coming down and walking to the center of the stage, everyone's breathing slowed down a bit.

When I shone the flashlight there, I could only vaguely see some reflections of the fishing line, which was not very obvious.

What's more, it's not certain that anyone will notice it at such a high position.

They then pulled the hanging fishing line to the back of the stage, where the curtain opened and there was a pillar inside.

The fishing line was tied to it like this.

Apparently, they knew that the hanging distance would not trip anyone.

As the footsteps faded away, Gu Chaoxi turned around and looked over, just in time to see the two people walking out of the lecture hall.

"Go and see."

Qin Wei made a prompt decision and walked straight towards the stairs.

Turning the light back on, the staircase reappeared before my eyes.

Someone just went up from here, leaving a few fresh marks on it, and the dust on it has almost been wiped off.

"Be careful."

Qin Wei climbed up first, thought for a moment, and then Gu Chaoxi followed.

After climbing up, I found that the steel frame structure above was not very narrow, just the width of a foot.

Even when squatting towards the stage, the whole foot is just placed on it.

The two of them crawled forward in the dark for a while before they reached the place where Zhou Jianren and Molly had just sat.

There was indeed something tied with fishing line behind one of the headlights.

However, several people guessed wrong, it was not the murder weapon.

It looked like a balloon filled with water.

After all, he didn't know what was inside, so Gu Chaoxi just poked the outer packaging lightly with his finger.

"Alcohol."

There was still some residual breath on her hand when she withdrew it.

"Are you sure?" Qin Wei had no intention of touching that thing, but was a little confused.

"Yeah, sure."

The two stayed upstairs for a while, then moved to the side and went downstairs carefully.

"How about it?"

Shen Yao leaned against the wall and asked casually when he saw the two people coming down.

Gu Chaoxi raised his eyes to look at him, but did not see Pei Yan and Chen Chen.

"It's tied with alcohol, and it's tied quite tightly. If you pull hard from below, the way she tied it could break the whole bag."

After saying that, her eyes looked around.

Shen Yao smiled and pointed to the door on the side of the stage: "Pei Yan found that door can lead to the backstage, so he went to check the situation."

"Yeah." She nodded and walked in that direction.

The lights in the backstage have been turned on and it is now bright inside.

There was a large open box on the right side of the door. Gu Chaoxi glanced inside and saw some costumes that didn't look very new.

Pei Yan and Chen Chen are now in the innermost control room, and no one knows what they are researching.

Gu Chaoxi walked in, and Pei Yan was holding a remote control in his hand.

Seeing her come in, Pei Yan tilted his head: "How is it?"

"A pack of alcohol, tied quite tightly."

She spoke very concisely, but Pei Yan understood.

Seeing that her eyes were fixed on her hand, Pei Yan raised his head and put the remote control down.

"It controls the up and down movement of the headlights above."

"Have you figured it out in this little while?"

Gu Chaoxi was slightly surprised that Pei Yan was quite fast.

The man looked at her, seemed to know what she was thinking, and couldn't help but smile.

"This is very similar to the simple stage I have at home."

"You still have this at home?"

She raised her eyebrows, and suddenly remembered Pei Yan's family background.

The Pei family has all kinds of assets, and having a stage at home doesn’t seem that unusual.

Well, she admitted that she was short-sighted.

"I'll take you there next time."

Pei Yan smiled and turned to look at something else.

Chen Chen didn't know what he was looking at while squatting by the wall. He suddenly turned around and the sound was not very loud.

"Will these things be used tomorrow?"

He pointed to a small box in front of him, which was filled with a pile of colorful clothes and two sticks next to it.

There was a name on the side of the box: Qi Tao.

Pei Yan and Gu Chaoxi both squatted down. There were exactly three sets of clothes in there. It looked like they were going to perform some skit.

When Qin Wei came in, several people were taking out clothes and placing them on the ground next to them.

"I'm afraid you want to burn the three of them to death on the stage?"

Gu Chaoxi leaned in and smelled it, and found a strong smell of alcohol on the shoulders of the clothes.

"Burning to death is considered a tragic death?"

Qin Wei tossed a prop knife that he had just taken out of a box and handed it over.

Gu Chaoxi turned his head and didn't answer, just looked at her in confusion.

Qin Wei smiled and gently touched the tip of the knife with her fingertips: "It's a real knife, not a prop."

"Changed?"

"Ah."

Prop knives are usually retractable, and for stage effects, some small blood bags will also be made to present.

And now, the stage props have been replaced, so it is natural that stage accidents will occur.

But the girls in this school don’t seem to have any deep hatred that is worth killing each other. The only ones left are three boys.

"Let the three of them kill each other?"

Gu Chaoxi seemed to be thinking about something. In fact, this idea was quite reasonable.

Although Shen Anguo was willing to act as a shield for Zhou Jianren, it did not mean that Qi Tao thought the same way.

If someone is really accidentally injured on the stage, will the temporary alliance between the three people still be effective?

Thinking of this, Gu Chaoxi even found it a bit interesting.

Pei Yan took a look at the knife and shook his head.

“Maybe someone else will come on stage to help.”

"You mean Zhou Jianren?"

Gu Chaoxi tilted his head.

In Zhou Jianren's story, she died before the other three people, so it is possible that they died together.