Who is Helping Me Win by Lying Down [Transmigration] - Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Xue Yifan’s tone made Jiang Yan’s cheek twitch.

The previous scene felt somewhat familiar, seemingly recreating the scenario where the character had dragged Mi Shi by her hair to humiliate her.

Now that they had entered the equipment room, it was predictable that there would be further developments.

Regardless, he had to complete this solo mission alone.

Gu Hongye’s logic remained relatively clear as she shared her experience: Once inside, these disturbances will occur while you’re searching for items. You should try to ignore them. Whenever you hear movement, close your eyes immediately and only open them after the sounds stop. This effectively prevents you from getting scared.

Xue Yifan added: Of course, when you open your eyes, the things will still be there, so you need to mentally prepare yourself.

His earlier screams inside had been quite persuasive.

Jiang Yan tightly shut his eyes.

Then, under everyone’s gaze, he opened the door and entered the room.

After he went in, Xue Yifan and Gu Hongye gradually calmed down and began explaining what happened inside the room and the process of finding the key.

While recounting this, Xue Yifan still felt lingering fear. Only after finishing did he realize how unusually quiet the equipment room had become.

Why hasn’t the sports committee made any sound at all?

Su Yue, whose solo mission was scheduled last, remained relatively relaxed and said with a laugh: He cares about his image! Unlike you, howling like a ghost and completely disregarding your dignity.

Xue Yifan: …

Nobody had mentioned this show would be so terrifying before they came!

It was all the production team’s fault for destroying his image!

After chatting intermittently for an unknown period, the door finally opened.

Jiang Yan walked out.

Everyone stood up from the floor and approached him: Did you get the key?

The cool, handsome expression Jiang Yan had when arriving for the show had completely vanished from his face, replaced only by stiffness and pallor.

Yeah, he managed to find his voice with difficulty, handing the key to Duan Xu. You’re next, right?

Duan Xu nodded: Correct.

He took the key, looked around at the others, and grew tense himself.

As they continued forward, Xue Yifan deftly hid behind Chen Shu.

Please don’t tell me some ghostly thing is going to jump out again this time!

At these words, the rest quickly gathered around.

Contrary to everyone’s expectations, they reached the library without encountering any unusual incidents along the way.

Duan Xu approached the door with the key, took several deep breaths to prepare himself, then resolutely inserted the key, pushed the door open, and entered.

His task clearly proved tedious as well. The frequent noises from inside made Xue Yifan extremely uncomfortable, prompting him to quickly pull Jiang Yan aside to discuss his own mission.

After Duan Xu finished, it was finally Chen Shu’s turn for the solo mission scene – the main office.

His section of the corridor also showed no abnormalities.

Jiang Yan couldn’t help remarking: Am I the only unlucky one?

Xue Yifan’s face showed complete trauma: The unlucky ones aren’t just you – it’s all of us…

Absolutely! Su Yue strongly agreed.

While they were chatting, Chen Shu walked up to the door.

Xue Yifan said reluctantly: Class president, please come out quickly.

Chen Shu replied: I’ll try my best.

With those words, he opened the door and entered the room.

As expected, the door slammed shut behind him with a bang after he entered. A slight breeze stirred up, scattering papers from the desk that fluttered noisily to the floor.

Chen Shu paid no attention, casually flipping the light switch by the door.

Buzz—

The aging fluorescent light struggled to function, unfortunately providing only minimal illumination.

By the faint light, the office appeared extremely cluttered.

Against the wall stood a row of bookshelves, with clustered teachers’ desks in the center, their surfaces and the floor littered with miscellaneous items.

The far corner remained shrouded in darkness, impossible to discern clearly.

There were no obvious clues anywhere.

Chen Shu first approached the desks.

The final Escape Room of this level was an unlocked public restroom. The key he needed wasn’t related to it—it was most likely the key to the next Escape Room or a clue leading to it.

Every move of his was captured by surveillance cameras with no blind spots.

The director sat behind the monitor, rubbing his hands eagerly. Is everyone ready?

Ready, the assistant replied. But Director, are you sure about targeting Chen Shu like this? The horror level is way higher than for the other guests. They can’t even handle the mild scares you set for them.

That’s them, the director said. Look at Chen Shu—does he show even a hint of fear? If he’s not scared and keeps finding clues at his current speed, he’ll breeze through everything. We need to throw some obstacles in his path.

Hesitantly, the assistant handed him the remote. Alright.

On camera, Chen Shu had already reached the desk.

A message log lay on the table.

Chen Shu reached out and picked it up—

At that very moment!

The light bulb filament snapped with a sharp pop, and the room plunged into deeper darkness.

The bookshelves along the walls began to shake violently.

Wood clattered, glass trembled, and worn-out books tumbled from the shelves.

The cabinet doors rattled bang-bang, teetering on the edge of swinging open, as if something was straining to crawl out.

Chen Shu glanced over, then walked to the window, using the moonlight to continue reading the message log.

It contained exchanges between several teachers:

Teacher Liu, please don’t destroy the leisure books confiscated from students yet. I’d like to borrow one—Teacher Li

Teacher Zhang, could you cover my class tomorrow morning? I have something urgent and can’t make it to school on time—Teacher Liu

Teacher Li, I need to take two days off. The key is in the usual spot. Please handle unlocking duties. PS: Students have been sneaking the key lately to go upstairs and cause mischief—make sure to keep it secure—Teacher Fang

Teacher Fang, I have a public class tomorrow morning and won’t be able to coordinate with you. I’ve left the key in the safest place—you’ll definitely find it—Teacher Li

…

Chen Shu finished reading the log, verified the handwriting matched, then set it down.

There wasn’t much space to search in the office.

Based on the log’s content, he decided to start with the leisure book.

Chen Shu began by opening each teacher’s desk drawers.

The school was abandoned, so not much was left behind.

He focused on the drawer labeled Teacher Li, but it only contained a newspaper spread inside, its edges worn—likely used for moisture protection. It featured articles about martial arts and similar topics.

After reviewing the newspaper, Chen Shu stood and walked toward the still violently shaking bookshelves.

He reached out to pull open the glass cabinet door.

But as soon as he cracked it open—

Bang!

A sudden force slammed the door shut, as if someone was yanking it closed.

Before Chen Shu could try again, a faint sound came from behind him.

Then, a dull thud struck his back.

Chen Shu turned and, in the dim light, saw the outline of a doll, topped with a head of jet-black long hair.

The hair, flung upward by the impact’s momentum, now lay scattered over Chen Shu’s back and shoulders, unsecured, slowly sliding down.

A featureless face was shrouded in shadows.

It stood there without a sound.

Bullet screen comments flooded with viewers’ screaming texts.

Ahhhhh the production team is downright inhuman making it this creepy!!!

Holy crap ahhh if that thing got that close to me my soul would’ve fled my body!!

The immersion is too strong I’m already suffocating!!

If Xue Yifan were here he’d have fainted on the spot long before the production team could even scare him!!

Unlike the first-person perspective of the guests, through the live broadcast, viewers could see the entire escape room. Though their fright wasn’t as intense as the guests’ immersive experience, they still got quite scared through empathy.

When the mannequin started moving, the bullet screen comments had already begun screaming in anticipation. Seeing the mannequin slide directly toward Chen Shu, some fans couldn’t help but protest angrily.

The previous solo tasks didn’t involve such close contact, right??

Is the production team insane? Do you have to scare people half to death just for an escape room game??

But the next second.

All viewers watched as Chen Shu casually pressed down on the mannequin’s head, removed its wig and threw it on the ground, then wrapped it around his hand before punching the cabinet door.

With a crash, the glass shattered accordingly.

Chen Shu single-handedly tore off the clothes from the mannequin, wrapped them around his hand to unlock the bolted door from inside, and retrieved all the books from under the glass fragments.

The bullet screen comments fell silent.

The mannequin had been fully utilized before being heartlessly discarded by Chen Shu, lying forcedly naked on the ground.

Witnessing this, the monitoring room also fell into stillness.

The assistant glanced at the director several times before finally unable to resist saying: Director, this doesn’t work on him.

They had even provided him with a tool for violently dismantling props.

The director’s face faintly turned green.

He never expected Chen Shu to completely ignore the unspoken rule that required finding a key to open the door.

Where’s the props team! he fumed, No more glass doors from now on!

The assistant recalled something: What about the mechanism by the window?

The director stiffened: Don’t open the window!

If the window opened, he absolutely believed Chen Shu would lead the other guests directly out of the escape room through the window.

Then this show wouldn’t be able to continue broadcasting!

The director emphasized again: Absolutely no opening the window!

The assistant reminded him: Director, the remote control is in your hand.

The director: …

He silently turned to look at the screen.

Chen Shu had already violently solved all the cabinet doors, taking out all the books inside and placing them on the office desk.

The director said bitterly: It’s fine, with this many books, it’ll take him a long time to go through them one by one.

As he spoke, he pressed the remote control in his hand.

A boom of thunder immediately sounded outside the office window.

The prop that should have flown into the room from outside instead smacked against the glass window, causing the glass to tremble. The indoor space was filled with flashing electric light from outside.

None of this drew any attention from Chen Shu.

The director particularly missed the happier times before.

When it came to Chen Shu, his gaming experience was extremely poor.

The assistant said: Chen Shu seems to have found it.

The director was startled, turning to see Chen Shu’s gaze scanning the book titles before directly pulling out the most inconspicuous, half-tattered copy of The Sword of the Third Young Master from the very center of the book pile. Opening it, he took out the key from the hollowed-out pages in the middle.

The director raised his hand to cover his face.

The assistant looked at him, trying to use the least provocative tone possible: Director, it seems Chen Shu knows the trope about the most dangerous place being the safest. This puzzle appears too simple for him.

The director: …

No puzzle in this escape room had ever been difficult for Chen Shu.

The rapidly refreshing bullet screen comments were equally stunned.

Wait, what? The show can be played like this?

Chen Shu’s too fierce… Others take dozens of minutes to clear while he finishes in minutes??

Without his teammates, Chen Shu is god-tier!! Absolutely incredible!!!

I was worrying for Chen Shu, yet he didn’t even blink. Turns out I’m the clown?

Seriously, they should rename this show ‘Chen Shu and His Screaming Chicken Deadweights’

The audience was still discussing when suddenly—

A shrill scream came from outside.

Ahhh—!!!

Through the door, Chen Shu recognized it as Xue Yifan’s voice.

The same voice continued immediately after:

Never mind, never mind! I saw wrong—it’s just our class belle!

Chen Shu unlocked the door with the key and stepped out: What happened?

Xue Yifan was leaning against the wall, clutching his chest: Nothing much. I saw someone lying nearby and thought it was another one of those mannequins. Gave me a scare.

He then crouched down and shook Gu Hongye, Hey, wake up, class belle. It’s not time to sleep yet.

Jiang Yan finally let out a relieved sigh, then realized: Class president, how did you get out? Did you find your key?

Chen Shu replied, Yes.

Su Yue’s jaw dropped: So fast!

Chen Shu had already walked over to Gu Hongye.

Under the dim light, he noticed the ligature marks on her neck. He gestured toward them from a distance without touching her and withdrew his hand: This is a fatal injury.

Xue Yuan followed his gesture, froze for a second, then burst into exaggerated sobs: Class belle, you died so tragically!

Duan Xu frowned and began explaining the situation to Chen Shu.

Earlier, a thunderous sound had come from the main office, and all the lights went out. They were all relatively close by, and in the darkness, no one could tell who had caused it.

After listening, Chen Shu nodded and said, Let’s move to the next room.

Su Yue immediately grew nervous.

But Chen Shu’s swift completion of his solo task had restored a bit of her confidence, so she straightened up and marched inside.

Within seconds, screams once again filled the entire corridor.

When she came out, her face was pale. She looked at Chen Shu, about to speak, then shrieked again: Ahhh!

Gu Hongye walked over and said helplessly, Stop screaming. It’s me.

Su Yue quickly stifled her cries.

Xue Yifan was the first to notice something odd: What you’re wearing… is that a school uniform?

Gu Hongye shrugged, Yeah. You have to wear it even after you die.

She picked up Su Yue’s flashlight and shone it down the hallway, Look, that’s my dead body.

Where she had originally been lying now rested a familiar-looking mannequin.

Xue Yifan shuddered all over: We’ve got the key—let’s open the door now!

Chen Shu said, No rush.

Xue Yifan: …

But he was in a hurry!

A desperate hurry!

Chen Shu continued, Let’s search these escape rooms together.

Jiang Yan agreed, Right! There might be clues.

Gu Hongye said, You all go ahead. I’m dead now—I’ve lost the ability to search for clues.

The rest followed Chen Shu as usual, checking each room one by one.

The sycophant’s library and the P.E. monitor’s sports equipment room were the ones Chen Shu paid special attention to.

Sure enough, he found a blueprint in the library—it was the very teaching building they were in.

No clues were found in the other rooms.

As Chen Shu passed by the door with the blueprint, he glanced casually to the side.

It was an ordinary library opening hours schedule.

After a moment’s thought, he peeled off the paper and turned it over, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

On the back was a book borrowing record, with the name of the bootlicker on it.

The others had already left. Chen Shu took out the earlier note from his pocket, compared the handwriting, and confirmed it was undoubtedly from the same person as the killer.

Placing such evidence blatantly by the door aligned with the killer’s desire to have their methods discovered.

Combined with the blueprint, which clearly showed the killer’s thorough familiarity with the building and their ability to set up escape room mechanisms here, Chen Shu was almost certain that the culprit was Duan Xu’s character, the bootlicker.

But he didn’t expose him right away.

Arriving at the locked door and using the blueprint they had found, they had already figured out the directions behind the two doors after opening the first exit of the escape room.

Everyone paused in front of the two doors.

Chen Shu picked up the disposable dart gun Su Yue had found and motioned for everyone to vote: Which way should we go?

No one spoke.

Duan Xu spoke first: This way. The blueprint says there’s an escape route here.

Chen Shu pointed to the other path.

Duan Xu’s character was the killer, and behind that door was the final stage of the escape room. He was clearly trying to mislead them about the escape route.

Su Yue exclaimed in surprise, But that leads to the rooftop!

Chen Shu said, My solo mission clue was: the most dangerous place is also the safest.

Duan Xu frowned, We only have one chance. Isn’t going to the rooftop too risky? Are you sure?

Chen Shu replied, Yes.

Xue Yifan looked at him, then at Duan Xu, hesitating before saying, I… still trust the class president. Since the class president wasn’t outside earlier, it means he definitely isn’t the killer.

Jiang Yan said, I trust the class president too.

Su Yue added, Me too!

Earlier, Chen Shu had analyzed that the two possible killer candidates were the bootlicker and the sports committee member.

Now that the class belle had been killed, these two were the most suspicious. Su Yue didn’t dare trust Duan Xu’s choice.

Duan Xu sighed and looked at Chen Shu, Alright, I get what you mean.

Chen Shu’s targeting was so obvious—it was hard not to notice.

He had taken the risk of killing Gu Hongye earlier because, among the others, she was the best at analysis and trusted Chen Shu’s judgment the most. But he hadn’t expected that not only Gu Hongye, but everyone else trusted Chen Shu completely.

It was only then that Chen Shu revealed the evidence.

After comparing the handwriting, Su Yue was both shocked and delighted, So we now know the bootlicker is the killer?

Chen Shu said, Yes.

Xue Yifan continued his exaggerated performance, Aha! So it was you who killed the class belle!

Jiang Yan only asked, What should we do now?

Chen Shu looked at Duan Xu, It’s not safe to go with the killer. You should stay here and keep the class belle company.

With his identity exposed and outnumbered, Duan Xu had no choice but to step back and remain locked in the second stage of the escape room.

Behind the monitor.

The director covered his face once again.

He never imagined that a game meant for six people would end up becoming a showdown between just Chen Shu and the killer.

But since everyone unconditionally trusted Chen Shu, what else could he do?

He could only watch helplessly as Chen Shu effortlessly led everyone to the rooftop and escaped through the fire escape.

Author’s note: ??