Start with the script killing shop

Liu Lan was left in suspense and went upstairs to open the book, while the three people downstairs continued to assemble the chairs. After the assembly was completed, the three of them moved all the props to the storage room on the second floor. The empty storage room, which was originally full of cardboard boxes, was instantly filled, making Jiang Qi deeply aware that the store was too small.

If I buy two more props and so many books, the storage room will not be enough.

Because there were 15 players in the upcoming "God of Cooking Competition", Jiang Qi and the other two moved the table from the ancient style room and brought in more chairs from other rooms to leave enough space for the players to play the game.

At two o'clock sharp, Gao Qin and his party arrived on time.

More than twenty people surrounded the first floor.

The voices were so mixed that Jiang Qi didn't know what to say, so he could only ask Gao Qin to ask her to pick out the six people playing "Nine" while the others went upstairs to change clothes first.

"By the way, who is the DM who opened "Nine"?" Gao Qin had to say loudly in order for Jiang Qi to hear clearly.

"Teacher John." Jiang Qi pointed at Old John, "What's wrong?"

"You have to tell him that during the opening period, he should support the car as much as possible. If you can, help him to death. There are 5 novices in this car."

Jiang Qi:? ? ?

5 newbies? ? ?

"Five novices playing "Nine"?" Jiang Qi deeply remembered Liu Lan's words just now. It would take more than 10 hours for novices to play this book.

Not to mention whether they can catch up with the team-building singing tonight, whether these six people can go back tonight is still a question.

Gao Qin was also a little embarrassed: "They are all mystery enthusiasts. I have tried to persuade them, but they just believed in the recommendations on the Internet and insisted on playing the most difficult book."

If they are all mystery fans, Jiang Qi thought it would not be impossible, and said more eloquently: "That's okay. If you like to read mystery novels, you are not a complete newcomer."

Gao Qin's expression suddenly became a little rich, and he hesitated to speak.

"They don't read mystery novels either."

Jiang Qi:?

"They watch Conan."

Jiang Qi:......

Jiang Qi glanced at Old John, who was holding the box and preparing to go to work, and mentally lit a candle for him.

How should I put it, I feel very sorry for Old John.

Jiang Qi gave Old John a few words, but Old John didn't react at all. He calmly led the six Conan fans upstairs to the smallest European-style room. They didn't even need to pick up the stereo, because this book didn't have BGM or extra processes. Just get a hard drive.

After everyone went upstairs, Jiang Qi took a broom and began to clean up the remaining garbage from the sacks he had unpacked. Halfway through the sweep, he received a WeChat message from Huang Fugui.

There were 15 people. Huang Fugui felt that he couldn't cope with it, so he asked Jiang Qi to change into a traditional costume and pretend to be a boy outside Huang Yuan to help him.

Jiang Qi finished cleaning in a hurry and went upstairs to change clothes and put out the fire.

When Jiang Qi changed into a dusty ancient costume that looked a bit like a young boy and went in, the running game inside had just begun.

When everyone saw Jiang Qi coming in wearing ancient clothes, they thought it was some special event, and they all stared at him with bright eyes. Jiang Qi was suddenly stared at by more than a dozen people, and he couldn't think of what to say for a moment.

Huang Fugui, who was still hosting the game, calmly spoke to the rescue: "Xiao Jiang, these 15 contestants have been here for so long and you still don't pour them a cup of tea. Have you forgotten all the rules I told you? Mr. Chef God put the game Leave it to me to host, but you can’t neglect the players, so why don’t you go and pour some tea.”

After saying that, Huang Fugui looked at everyone with a slight smile and said, "Don't be surprised, everyone. The young man at home is a little panicked because he has never seen a big scene. Let's continue."

Jiang Qi immediately went out to pour water.

There is a water dispenser on the second floor itself. Jiang Qi stood in front of the water dispenser to receive water. Liu Lan walked out of the modern room to get some air and picked up a glass to drink directly.

"How is it?" Jiang Qi asked.

"It's okay. Although your brother and his friends are playing for the first time, they played pretty well." Liu Lan affirmed to the high school students, "How about Teacher John's place?"

Jiang Qi paused: "You won't believe it, five newbies."

Liu Lan almost squirted out a mouthful of water, looking like she was surviving a disaster, and murmured: "Thank you, Teacher John, for saving my life."

Jiang Qi poured the water and sent it into the room. There was a lot of fun inside. A group of acquaintances had fun playing together. He didn't stay either. When he went out, he found that Liu Lan was still fishing outside. While fishing, he sneakily approached the doors of other rooms.

"What are you doing?"

"Which room does Teacher John open the book in? I want to see what's going on inside."

It happened that Jiang Qi also wanted to see what was going on inside, so the sneaky one person turned into two. The two quietly squatted at the door of the European-style room, pretending to be blown by the wind and gently pushed the door open. It was originally open. Yan Shi was pushed out of the door in an instant.

The scene inside made Liu Lan's eyes wet.

There were six boys, one was reading a book with a dull look on his face, two were scratching their heads in deep thought, one was chewing his hands in an attempt to gain inspiration by biting his nails, one was not sure what he was thinking, and one was frantically writing on paper as if he was analyzing.

Old John sat in the corner, sitting very upright, with his hands on his legs, watching quietly.

There was dead silence in the room, and no one noticed that the door opened.

Jiang Qi and Liu Lan paused at the door for five minutes, and there was silence for five minutes inside.

"Why didn't Mr. John help the car? No one has spoken for the past five minutes. It's obvious at first glance that there is no idea at all. This is the first case to solve the problem. It is already difficult. He should help the car."

"Jiang Qi, didn't you remind Teacher John to support the car when opening the reasoning book?" Liu Lan outside the door was anxious.

"I reminded you." Jiang Qi expressed his injustice, "I specifically emphasized that the five novices should support the car more."

The two squatted outside the door for another two minutes. The room was still in the same state as before. They knew they were playing with each other, but they thought Old John was a policeman interrogating the prisoner. The prisoner would rather die than be killed, and the two sides were engaged in a tug-of-war.

Finally, Liu Lan couldn't help it anymore: "No, I have to call Teacher John out."

Then she stood up and knocked on the door, pretending to have just come up, and opened the door in a clear voice and said, "Excuse me, Teacher John, can you come out first?"

The six players, who were already looking at me dumbfounded, had no reaction to Liu Lan's sudden search for someone. They just looked up at her and then looked down at me blankly.

Old John came out.

Liu Lan closed the door tightly, pulled Old John to the side, and said in a hurried tone: "Teacher John, the players inside are not talking and have no ideas right now. There are no clue cards in this book. At this time, you have to help the car! You We can’t let the atmosphere be frozen like this, otherwise the game experience will be too bad and guests will complain.”

Old John looked at Liu Lan blankly: "You all say help the car, what does helping the car mean?"

Liu Lan\u0026Jiang Qi:......

Liu Lan slapped his head in annoyance: "Pushing the car is a prompt. You have to give the players prompts. It can't be too direct, nor too vague. It has to be tactful, but it has to get to the point. It's best to make them think about it with just a little hint. .”

Old John understood, said it was no problem, and went back.

"Are the requirements for supporting a car so high? I thought it was easy to write a reasoning book, but it is not easy to read a reasoning book like this." Jiang Qi sighed.

"It's quite easy." Liu Lan said, "Generally speaking, the reasoning method is to help the car by handing out clue cards. If the DM is irresponsible and leaves after handing out the clue cards, and the players can't figure it out, they can just review the game."

"Me, it's okay to let me help you, but..." Liu Lan smiled at Jiang Qi, "It's not very good to help. The murderer tampered with the air conditioner, so I said you don't think there is something wrong with the air conditioner. The murderer disguised himself as For others, I would say, don’t you think there is something wrong with surveillance, and so on.”

"That's a bit direct." Jiang Qi didn't know what to say for a while.

Liu Lan looked at the time and felt that she could fish outside for a while, so she squatted back at the door of the European-style room to see how Old John held the car.

Jiang Qi followed closely behind.

There was still silence in the European-style room.

Old John stood in front of the whiteboard used to post on-site pictures, silently drawing something on the whiteboard. The six players, who had no clue where to start, craned their necks to watch Old John draw the picture.

With his fair eyesight, Jiang Qi could roughly tell that the drawings made by Old John seemed to be on-site drawings. The lines were very stable, there was almost no hesitation when writing, and the proportions were well controlled. He used markers and whiteboards to create a mechanical drawing. .

Jiang Qi wanted to record this scene and post it in the dormitory group so that everyone could see what it means to have a steady hand. If Jiang Qi had been at this level when he first learned mechanical drawing, he wouldn't have had to make changes to a drawing. He would have wanted to paint a line three millimeters in order to connect the last stroke.

"Teacher John is drawing the crime scene of the first case." After Old John drew a small figure in the upper right corner, Liu Lan, who had read the book, was sure what he was drawing.

"But why did he draw this? It's in the clue card."

Old John finished drawing the entire picture, stopped writing and looked back at the six players.

The six of them all stared at the whiteboard, a little confused. Obviously, like Liu Lan, they didn't understand why Old John drew this.

Old John turned around with some disappointment and drew another little man in the middle.

Suddenly, the boy with glasses who had been writing before excitedly exclaimed: "I know!"

"Where's that clue card from before? The one in the cabinet, show me!"

Old John put away his pen and sat back silently.

The atmosphere in the room immediately became lively. The boy wearing glasses excitedly told everyone about his findings. While talking, he pointed at the pictures on the whiteboard and danced, wishing that he could solve the first case now.

The others were suddenly enlightened when they heard this.

"Wow, you discovered such a small detail!"

"If you say so, the person in question is the police officer who came in at the beginning. He..."

"Hey, there seems to be something wrong with this part of my book."

The boy wearing glasses helped others open the door to inspiration, and everyone's thoughts suddenly became smoother. They all started to share things that they hadn't noticed before, but after he mentioned it, they felt there were problems.

Liu Lan, who was squatting at the door, was shocked and turned to look at Jiang Qi: "Do you think it was the boy who suddenly realized it on his own, or Teacher John's picture that made him realize it?"

"What do you think?"

Liu Lan hid her face and said, "I'm a rookie. I can't even understand Teacher John's instructions."

Jiang Qi was completely relieved now. His feet were numb after squatting for so long. He stood up slowly, leaving Liu Lan to continue squatting and doubting life. He found an empty room to sit and wait for Huang Fugui's call at any time.

Alas, the employees are so incompetent that they have turned old employees into self-isolation.

Boss Jiang Qi said that employees are so good that sometimes they are a sweet burden.