"I asked him why, but he wouldn't say. He just told me I had to do it!"

Jiang Cheng tilted his head, glanced at the room, and asked, "This used to be a themed escape room, right?"

"Yes," the owner replied.

"What was it called?"

"Rainy Night... Rainy Night Murderer," the owner said, his voice trembling.

Hearing that name, everyone suddenly felt a chill, as if it was seeping out from under the door. Fatty shivered involuntarily.

"Rainy Night Murderer..." Xia Qiang frowned and repeated it subconsciously.

Sensing the fear in Jiang Cheng and the others, the owner said quickly, "There really is something wrong with this room. I'm not lying to you. You may not understand, but there really are inexplicable things there. Wang Jie, and the previous owner who rented the shop to me, they... they were all killed after being haunted by that thing!"

Staring at the door, Jiang Cheng didn't immediately open it or intend to go inside.

Although entering the room wouldn't immediately trigger the ghost's killing mechanism and transport them to that rainy night, it was always better to be cautious.

Jiang Cheng was about to say a few comforting words to the owner, but the owner was clearly terrified of Jiang Cheng and his companions, and avoided his gaze before Jiang Cheng could speak.

This time, Lin Muyun and Lin Muwan, the siblings, stepped forward and led the owner to a quieter place, a corner of the corridor with an old sofa.

The Lin siblings were approachable and unpretentious, and their demeanor was completely different from that of Jiang Cheng and Xia Qiang, who struggled to survive in missions.

Under their comfort, the owner's mood gradually calmed down.

Seeing the opportunity, Xia Qiang walked over, sat next to the owner, and asked, "What exactly happened when Wang Jie came last time?"

"Well... it was like what I said before. He was drunk and came here to make trouble. We helped him to a quiet place to rest, but later, I don't know how, he got into this room." The owner turned his head to look at the door, his face filled with strange emotions, not only fear, but also confusion. "The door was clearly locked, how... how did he get in?"

In missions, inexplicable things often happen, and Jiang Cheng and the others were used to it. What mattered more to them was what would happen after entering the room.

"Wang Jie said he fell asleep inside, and was vaguely awakened by a sound. When he opened his eyes, he found himself surrounded by people, who then pulled him into playing a live-action role-playing game."

"Wang Jie even said he had a lot of fun and wanted to get their contact information from me." At this point, the owner revealed a look of lingering fear.

Just imagining the scene made it clear how eerie it was.

"Then didn't you warn Wang Jie about these things?" Xia Qiang asked, his tone calm, as if he wasn't questioning, but verifying.

"Of course, I warned him. Although he wasn't my customer, I still have basic morals," the owner said immediately, as if he cared about this point.

The owner sighed. "But you know how these things are. How could I say it outright? As soon as I said a little, he called me crazy and said I was trying to trick him because he was drunk and I didn't want to serve him."

"Later, I got his phone number from his colleagues, the ones who often come to play, and called him to advise him to visit a temple recently and pray. Better to believe it than not. But he blocked me." The owner said, "I could only contact his colleagues and ask about his news from time to time."

Xia Qiang nodded slightly upon hearing this. What the owner said was basically the same as what the police officer who brought them had told them on the way.

It was because of these unusual circumstances that the police became suspicious and eventually investigated the owner.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng looked at the owner sitting on the sofa and said, "There should be more than just the previous owner and Wang Jie who had accidents in this room."

This was easy to deduce. If only the previous owner had been killed, the current owner wouldn't be so nervous and would probably treat it as a coincidence. But judging from his attitude towards "Wang Jie," it was clear that he was certain there was something strange about the room.

The owner didn't hide anything and nodded, saying, "You're right. If it had only happened once or twice, I wouldn't have thought of it that way."

"Besides those two, who else?" Huai Yi asked.

"There's also... also one of my DMs, a really good girl," the owner said, then, seemingly worried that they wouldn't understand, explained, "DM is our escape room term, it refers to the game master, whose role is to guide the players into the game, introduce the story background, distribute evidence, and judge the players' reasoning results, and so on."

"In short, the escape room DM is the key figure who strings together the entire game, indispensable," the owner explained in detail.

"I... I was in another city at the time. We had agreed to try out a new script that day, so I let her take charge. But... but somehow, it went wrong! Everything went wrong!" The owner covered his head emotionally, his eyes red and swollen. "The script I had booked was an immersive one, the kind that comes in a box. That afternoon, I received a message from the DM saying that the shop had already received the script, and she was going to familiarize herself with it now, so she could run the game as soon as possible. I heard her complain a few times in a low voice, and her tone was a bit strange, but I was in a business meeting at the time, so I didn't pay attention and hung up the phone."

"Later... later..." The owner suddenly raised his head, and veins appeared on the back of his hand. "That night, when I returned to the hotel, I received a call from the shop that provided the script."

"He was in a hurry and apologized to me right away, saying that the script couldn't be delivered on time and would have to wait a few more days."

"I had drunk a little wine and my head was a bit dizzy, so I didn't react at first and said a few words to him, telling him to hurry up, and then hung up the phone."

"About ten minutes later, I was lying in bed when I suddenly remembered, wait a minute, the DM told me this afternoon that the script had been delivered, and I only booked this one script."

"Thinking of this, I sat up in bed with a jolt. Before I could contact them, the shop that provided the script called me again, saying that the new script was ready, but it would take a few days to get it to me, telling me not to worry."

"Then he hesitated and told me that there was really no way this time, it wasn't that they wanted to break the contract, but the person who was delivering the script had been in a car accident on the way, and was now in the hospital being rescued."