Today is Saturday, and the eighth episode of "Escape Room," titled "307 Hotel (Part 2)," aired on ti.
In the third puzzle, Nora Scott didn’t resort to any tricks. She used a rather professional thod to solve the chanism, demonstrating first-class skills in gathering intelligence and integrating information.
Unsurprisingly, it once again topped the trending searches, sparking heated discussions among netizens.
At the sa ti—
The topic "Rosa Sullivan, chanical Techniques" occupied the tenth spot on the trending search list, standing out among nurous discussions related to "Escape Room."
This evening, Rosa Sullivan posted a thirty-second video on a short video platform, demonstrating a chanical object. Netizens quickly associated it with "Escape Room" and chanical Techniques, then uploaded the video to Weibo, instantly igniting a hot debate.
Just a few minutes ago, Rosa Sullivan posted on Weibo, checking in at the viral "Escape Room," which featured the chanical room led by Nora Scott. Her simple phrase "ten minutes," accompanied by a location tag, conveyed a clear ssage.
Thus, she inadvertently gained another wave of popularity.
With the high exposure of "chanical Techniques" and "Escape Room" this week, nurous related topics have consistently trended, making it an ideal way to ride the wave.
The skill of riding the wave can vary greatly.
Rosa Sullivan can be considered quite adept at it.
But—
Nora Scott’s evaluation of her was: impatient.
Yesterday, after being humiliated by Andrew Hughes, she couldn’t wait to post a video today and play in the chanical escape room, riding the popularity wave to stabilize her public persona...
Her intentions were obviously evident.
"Aren’t you looking for clues?"
After circling the corridor and finding the clues, Pedro Langley turned back to see Nora Scott still leaning against the iron door, observing him with crossed arms.
Nora Scott thought for a mont, glanced at the dim corridor, and said, "Scared."
"???
Pedro Langley’s shocked gaze swept over.
Nora Scott was baffled, "What’s with that look?"
"Surprised."
"..."
"Stunned."
"..."
With a smirk, Pedro Langley delivered another heavy blow, "Do you really have to set up a ’little girl’ persona for yourself?"
"..."
Damn.
Nora Scott turned around, glanced at the lock, pulled out a piece of wire to open it, and kicked open the iron door, heading to the next section.
But after a few steps, the man behind her caught up and grabbed her hand.
Shaking him off, Nora Scott pushed him behind her, coldly commanding, "Follow behind."
"Hmm?"
Pedro Langley raised an eyebrow.
Glancing back, Nora Scott snickered, slowly saying, "I’ll give you a ’sissy’ persona."
Pedro Langley: "..."
With a helpless laugh, Pedro Langley rubbed his nose, then held her wrist again, pulling her closer.
"I’m ant to be a domineering CEO," Pedro Langley said, "Please give another chance to choose."
"Tch."
Nora Scott turned her head away.
However, when Pedro Langley dragged her forward, Nora Scott didn’t shake him off this ti and just followed behind him.
Not long after, a "corpse" suddenly fell in front of them, shattering at their feet.
The two of them: "..."
Several seconds of silence ensued.
Squeezing Nora Scott’s hand, Pedro Langley sighed softly, patiently reminding, "You’re supposed to scream now."
Nora Scott calmly replied, "Too scared to scream."
?
Pedro Langley: "..." Alright, you win.
As an actress with no acting skills, after settling her persona, Nora Scott calmly and confidently followed Pedro Langley, watching him solve one puzzle after another and smoothly escape the room.
Pedro Langley knew she wasn’t there for fun, so he accommodated her completely, treating her throughout the process as an "easily frightened little white rabbit," displaying acting skills superior to certain celebrities.
"How was it?"
The owner was waiting for them at the door.
Nora Scott pondered for a mont and assessed, "The lighting could be dimr."
Owner: "..." What exactly were you two doing in the escape room?
...
The owner wanted to treat Nora Scott and Pedro Langley to a late-night snack, but having just finished a barbecue, the two of them couldn’t stomach more food, so they only had two drinks and so snacks from the owner before leaving.
"Co again."
The owner personally escorted them to the door.
Nora Scott waved her hand with little interest, "I won’t join for the Escape Room, but we can schedule sothing else."
"Okay."
The boss replied with a smile.
The two walked out side by side, and when they reached the elevator, Pedro Langley suddenly leaned close to Nora’s ear, smirked, and asked in a low voice, "Sothing else?"
"Like hiking, diving, camping, stuff like that," Nora replied casually, "I t him when I was learning diving from him."
Pedro made a "tsk" sound.
"Jealous?"
"Yeah."
"Then just stay jealous," Nora said lightly, "More than half of the learners from our diving class tried to court ."
"..."
A heavy blow.
"I learned diving in the sumr. For so reason, more people pursued in the sumr."
Pedro silently glanced at her tall, slender figure: "..." With your world-weary look wrapped in a military coat in the dead of winter, no matter how good you look, not many would dare approach you.
Nora suddenly asked, "To be honest, there must be quite a few chasing after you too?"
"..." Pedro lowered his gaze, speaking gloomily, "I’m not like so people with friends all over the world."
"So?"
Nora raised an eyebrow.
Pedro said earnestly, "I usually don’t talk to won."
Nora disdainfully said, "Proud of having no suitors?"
"Proud of keeping myself pure."
Pedro tilted his chin up proudly.
Nora was amused by him and pulled him into the elevator, "Alright, my little proud one."
Their luck wasn’t great; after walking out of the mall for just a short while, the sky suddenly changed, and with a rumbling thunderclap, a torrential downpour started, drenching both of them who were dressed lightly.
Pedro held Nora’s hand, instinctively reaching out to shield her head, while scanning the surroundings to find shelter under a nearby roof.
However, just as his gaze landed on an open supermarket, Nora pulled his hand forward.
"What are you standing there for, run!"
Nora’s clear voice, mingled with the sound of rain, reached his ears, and as if driven by an unknown force, Pedro let her drag him as they dashed forward.
Streetlights, pedestrians, and shops flashed by in the corner of his eyes, but his vision was left only with Nora’s figure, occasionally turning back with eyes full of laughter, dark and bright.
Making one willingly beco a fool running wildly in the rain.
*
The hotel wasn’t far from the mall, but running took about ten minutes, so by the ti they reached the hotel, they were bound to be soaked.
After crossing an intersection, Nora pulled Pedro into a roadside shop, buying two umbrellas, and—
"Here."
Nora handed Pedro a plastic bag and an umbrella.
Half of her clothes were soaked, but her baseball cap remained firmly on her head, with wet bangs clinging to her skin, creating a sharp contrast of black and white.
Under the brim, a pair of elongated beautiful eyes appeared, like glass marbles, dark and bright like scattered starlight.
Pedro took the plastic bag and heard the clinking of glass bottles. Peering inside, he found two bottles of strong alcohol.
"What’s the occasion?"
Pedro always doubted Nora’s alcohol intolerance.
Nora’s eyes curved slightly and she smiled naturally, yet casually, "Just felt like drinking with you."
...
The two drenched "rats" returned to the hotel, avoiding crowds as they entered the room, taking turns to shower with hot water.
Even though it was sumr, staying in wet clothes after getting wet in the rain would easily lead to catching a cold. Pedro, maintaining his "domineering CEO persona," firmly stopped Nora’s attempt at exerting her "boyfriend power" and pushed her to wash first.
— He didn’t mind showering with Nora, but once they started, he couldn’t control himself, and Nora would definitely "destroy" him.
After finishing his shower, Pedro erged in a bathrobe, and upon lifting his eyes, saw Nora sitting on the sofa. On the coffee table were two bottles of strong alcohol, two bottles of mineral water, two empty glasses, and a few packs of spicy strips and snacks.
"Water substituting for wine?"
With a slight twitch of his mouth, Pedro took the towel off his head, incredulously watching Nora brazenly cheating.
A few years ago, she still knew to disguise it a bit, pretending the strong alcohol had other liquids inside. Now she didn’t even bother with that, her thick skin reaching unimaginable levels.
"Not all of it."
Nora raised an eyebrow, opened a bottle of strong alcohol, poured a small amount into an empty glass, then unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, filling it up to seven-tenths.
Pedro sat down next to her, understanding, "Fake drinking."
"Yeah."
Nora shot him a clever look, then raised her hand and picked up the opened strong alcohol, pouring it full into Pedro’s empty glass.
Pedro: "..."
As a CEO with so degree of appreciation for alcohol, he really couldn’t accept the act of chugging strong alcohol, such cheap liquor, so recklessly.
But—
Seeing his girlfriend’s exceptional beauty, Pedro suddenly thought: Forcing himself a little isn’t that bad.
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