bookpower Chapter 126
Chapter 126
Chapter 126
After fifty minutes into the game, the first disagreement between Jian Jing and Cao Yu surfaced. The others were quick to notice the discord, and kept quiet.
Jian Jing, always the compromiser, said "We've just gotten a gun, we should try it out on the first monster we've encountered to get a sense of the situation." She added with a smile, "Although we've searched the office, there may still be new clues that need cross-referencing later, so it's best we tidy up now to avoid trouble down the line."
But Cao Yu disagreed. "Professor Jian, you haven't directly encountered that thing yet. It's very fast. We've only found one gun with five bullets - hardly enough."
"How about this - I'll try first, if it doesn't work, we can lure it back out?" Jian Jing gently persuaded, exuding composure and confidence.
Cao Yu's eyes flickered as he rapidly weighed the pros and cons. He was older, and had no issues letting her take the action lead, but strategizing was his specialty, his trademark: "Is this really necessary? Bit risky."
Coco looked between them and asked, "Professor Jian, are you confident?"
"I'll give it a shot," Jian Jing decided. "It's not that hard. Give me the flashlight and gun. You all hide behind the door, just have someone help me open it."
With things laid out like that, Cao Yu couldn't reasonably object further, only acquiesce.UppTodated from
Jian Jing held the gun in her right hand and the tactical flashlight in her left, bracing her right wrist under her right hand joint to stabilize both hands. The tail switch on the flashlight allowed easy one-handed operation with her thumb.
This was the classic Harris grip, suited for shooting in low light conditions.
"Open the door," she angled herself towards the crack.
Jiang Baiyan slowly turned the handle and eased the door open.
The pitch black room was void of movement or sound.
Jian Jing held her breath, forcefully hitting the flashlight switch. A beam of light instantly burst forth, and in less than a second, a bloodied, blurred figure hurtled towards her.
Facing such a fast monster head-on was truly terrifying.
In that moment, her heartbeat thundered while her breathing halted. One had to suppress not just the mind's terror, but the body's instincts as well.
Jian Jing didn't use the aim buff, only the composure buff, sinking her mind and keeping her physiology normal.
Then, she pulled the trigger.
Bang, bang, bang, three shots.
By the time the third shot rang out, the monster had already reached her.
Jiang Baiyan swiftly shut the door.
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After airing:
The studio guests were unable to discern any bullet marks given the weak lighting and brief glimpse. But the audience had a god's eye view.
As soon as Jian Jing fired, the screen split to show the simulation NPC's sensory interface.
On the green monster outline appeared three red dots, two on the torso, one grazing past its head. Nothing could be clearer.
Comment 1: Badass! What tech is this??
Comment 2: Wow, this is real, not an AR game??
Comment 3: So extravagant!
Comment 4: All three shots hit??
Comment 5: Too bad she didn't headshot.
Comment 6: Those saying headshot definitely haven't done this for real. Hitting the head isn't that easy.
Comment 7: Right, three shots with two hits is already amazing since the target's alive and moving!
Comment 8: Stationary targets are hard enough, let alone moving ones, with that monster's speed...
Comment 9: And weak lighting makes it even harder.
Comment 10: ...Uh, the professional analyses are kinda freaking me out, is this the variety show I know?
Comment 11: Shivering in fear, totally lost.
Comment 12: So the sister's just awesome huh?
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The bathroom smelled awful.
As Jian Jing swept her flashlight around, she leaned towards the mic and softly asked, "You already realized early on right?"
Jiang Baiyan whispered back, "Slow and steady wins the race."
Jian Jing couldn't help turning to glance at him.
Jiang Baiyan curved his eyes into an innocent, harmless smile.
She shook her head, inwardly quite impressed.
Just minutes ago, she'd finally understood Jiang Baiyan's cunning - were wisdom and courage the only highlights of horror variety shows? No, no, there was also cowardice.
If some wanted the spotlight, others had to be foils. During the first recording, Jiang Baiyan was just a fairly popular actor, unable to contend with the other guests.
But rather than settling for mediocrity and being outshone - see Han Bo in the first episode - why not leave a lasting impression as a scaredy cat?
He could highlight others' strengths while avoiding their ire. And best of all, no matter the caliber of future guests - even if as outstanding as Jian Jing - he could still play the CP role, especially now with everyone unwilling to partner with Jian Jing, his willing "sacrifice" earned major goodwill points.
I'm timid. I'm afraid of anyone. Who else would be as timid as him?
If there really is someone, then he must be a fool, only highlighting his courage - the courage of a coward, far more valuable than the courage of a hero.
This is called adversity.
What a sly little fox.
Jiang BaiYan seemed to understand her belly complaint, his smile grew sweeter and more obedient, but his tone was very serious: "There seems to be nothing here."
Under the pillar of light, the condition of the bathroom was in full view.
On one side were three urinals, on the other were four squat toilets. The white tiles had turned yellow, the mirrors were covered with a layer of dark gray dirt that made reflections impossible to discern.
There were remnants of minced meat and blood on the floor, extremely disgusting.
Jian Jing said, "Do you remember the notebook we got?"
"Little Helen's?" Jiang BaiYan had a good memory.
She said, "Yes, that was a very obvious clue. He had already realized something was wrong with this hospital and would definitely try to investigate."
Jiang BaiYan asked, "Why not just record it casually?"
"The last page wasn't finished writing," Jian Jing hinted. "Think about what was under the bed again."
Jiang BaiYan sucked in a breath of cold air.
Jian Jing pushed open the stall and lifted the toilet lid one by one.
Nothing, nothing, nothing.
But Jiang BaiYan was very supportive: "The ward can be ransacked by nurses, the office is generally inaccessible, the hallway is locked with an iron door, if you want to hide something, only the toilet will do."
Jian Jing said, "Maybe I guessed wrong."
"We'll see after we look," Jiang BaiYan tapped on the walls and finally aimed at the ceiling, "There's a cavity up here."
Jian Jing tried stepping on the toilet and reaching up with her arms straight.
Ten centimeters short.
Jiang BaiYan quickly said, "Let me, let me."
"Be careful, the toilet is a little broken," Jian Jing didn't pretend to be strong, and cautioned, "Don't step in the middle, it's empty."
"I've lost seven, eight kilos recently, not even a hundred anymore, no problem," Jiang BaiYan was very confident and nimbly climbed up, bracing his fingers against the ceiling and gently pushing up.
Jian Jing adjusted the light source: "Left side."
Jiang BaiYan groped with his fingers and grabbed something, quickly taking it down.
It was a package wrapped in newspaper and plastic wrap. Unwrapping it, there were several photos and a handgun.
"Great," Jian Jing's spirits were lifted and she praised him, "Good boy."
Jiang BaiYan was stunned for a moment, glanced at her, and slowly said, "Teacher Jian Jing, I'm not a little kid."