Chapter 46

Room 1326.

In addition to being more messy, here is not much different from the hidden route. The room is full of old and small debris, and it is almost difficult to settle in the narrow space. The strong smell of fragrant ash in the air has disappeared, replaced by It is a strong aroma of food.

Wen Jianyan helped the old woman to sit down on the rocking chair and looked up at the whole room.

In the passage near the kitchen, there is a shrine that is exactly the same as that of 1304. The strange Bodhisattva in the shrine opens his eyes and stares into the distance with a smile on his face.

The electric candle was still lit, like a scarlet eye.

Although the whole room was messy and crowded, and it was obvious that it had not been taken care of for a long time, the vicinity of the shrine was still clean and spotless, and fresh fruits and tributes were placed in front of the shrine.

The old woman clasped Wen Jianyan's arm with her thin, wrinkled fingers, as if she was afraid that he would disappear as soon as she gave it away.

She groped and kneaded Wen Jianyan's wrist:

"Xiuqing, are you too busy with work after your promotion? Look, you're all thin."

The old woman grabbed Wen Jianyan's hand, and kept chattering: "I told you, I want to eat at home in the evening, don't eat out, it's not healthy, don't stay home so late, let Aning worry more... "

The young man sat beside the old woman's rocking chair, letting the other party hold his hand and talk homely.

Qing Jun's brows and eyes are lowered, his expression is calm and soft, and he responds from time to time, but there is no sign of impatience.

Suddenly, the old woman stopped talking.

She turned her head and looked over with her eyes covered with white shading, as if she wanted to look deeply into the other person's heart with her half-blind eyes. Her voice was old and muddy:

"Xiuqing, the Bodhisattva knows everything."

"...!"

Wen Jianyan's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly realized that he seemed to have touched a key "sex" clue.

He held the old woman's cold, wrinkled palm, and replied in a natural, inaudible voice:

"Mom, what did you say? What does the Bodhisattva know?"

The old woman did not go on.

She raised her hand tremblingly, groped for it on her own wrist, pulled the beads off her wrist with difficulty, and shoved it into Wen Jianyan's hand tremblingly:

"Xiuqing, take it."

"It's more useful in your hands than it is in Mom's."

【Ding! Congrats on playing the hidden item (difficult) in the dungeon! 】

【Collection degree 1/5】

Wen Jianyan was stunned, looking down at the string of beads in his hand.

The dark red "color" beads are particularly bright because they have been worn all the year round. They are engraved with strange runes in small gold "color" characters. They can't tell what the texture is, but they are heavy in the hand.

"Okay, mom is tired."

The old woman patted Wen Jianyan's arm with her palm, with a smile on her wrinkled face: "Mom will sleep."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, leaned back on the reclining chair, and closed her eyes.

Soon, the old man's turbid breathing sounded in the room.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes thoughtfully.

He thought of something, "feeled" the phone from his pocket and turned on the screen.

The line quest has been completed, although the quest has not yet been released, but the information on the ID card has not been updated.

【Identify card】

Name: Wu Qinghe

Age: 22

Occupation: Detective

Related plot: [Your name is Wu Qinghe, and you are a platform contracted to explore the spirit broadcast. Recently, you heard that there are multi-spiritual objects in the Antai community, so on July 14th, you came here with your equipment , prepare to shoot material for your own video "Zhongyuan Festival".

You came to room 1304 where the murder case happened a month ago. Here, you met the mother of the victim who had gone mad. Therefore, in order to obtain more information and insider information, you decided to disguise as the other party's deceased son, Zhou Xiuqing. 】

[More information is being unlocked...]

Wen Jianyan raised her eyebrows in surprise.

After so many dungeons, it was the first time he saw that the relevant plot would be updated immediately following his movements.

With ten minutes left until the end of the hour, Wen Jianyan put her mobile phone in her pocket and decided to visit Room 1304 again.

He always felt that there seemed to be some clues that he had missed.

Facing the gloomy environment in 1304, Wen Jianyan was no longer as scared as before. Although the three paper figures in the restaurant still made him panic, as long as he didn't look at it, it wouldn't have much effect.

He rummaged through the house systematically.

After all, this is a case from a month ago. It is estimated that the police in this copy have taken away most of the clues as evidence. However, the vicious eyes that Wen Jianyan has cultivated in his career for so many years are still showing clues.

First of all, Zhou Xiuqing and his wife slept in separate rooms.

Not only that, but their things are separated and they seem to be very indifferent, but in the man's house, you can see a lot of gifts from women.

Thinking of what the old woman had said before, Wen Jianyan had a vague guess in her heart.

Promotion, late return, husband and wife disagreement.

... cheating?

But it doesn't seem so simple.

And... "Does the Bodhisattva know everything?"

Could it be that Zhou Xiuqing did something against his conscience?

Wen Jianyan frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the Bodhisattva subconsciously.

The next second, his pupils shrank, and the sweat on his back suddenly stood up.

Zun looked very sinister-looking Bodhisattva with his eyes open and smiling, his dark eyes changed direction at some point, but at this moment he was looking straight at him.

In the darkness, the breathless gaze was particularly eerie and terrifying, making one's whole body feel cold.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Well, let's go.

Little life is important.

The young man's Adam's apple moved, and he carefully moved towards the door step by step.

His slender figure was reflected in the full-length mirror at the door, and there was a light layer of dust on the mirror. In the chaotic darkness, the shadow in the mirror was half a beat slower.

Because of teaming up with Wen Jianyan, Su Cheng also entered the dungeon [Antai Community] this time.

He reconfirmed several times before finally accepting the reality... That's right, as a handcaster who has just been promoted to D-rank, the third instance he participated in would actually be B-rank.

...just a bolt from the blue.

The audience in Su Cheng's live broadcast room was also very unbelievable.

"How is that possible? Why is it a B-class?"

"Yeah, I didn't do anything out of the ordinary a few times before the broadcast. It's not like his teammates... It's not overturning every day, just on the way to overturn..."

"Wait, is he teaming up with his teammates again this time?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha seems to be, look at the next door [integrity first] live broadcast is also broadcast, and the copy of the Antai Community."

"Laugh, understand."

"Broadcasting this wave is being tricked by my teammates!"

"Come from next door, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. The ID card drawn by the liar is Tanlingbo!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. We're a little bit luckier in broadcasting. At least the residents in the building don't have so many terrible tasks."

"Suddenly balanced."

Su Cheng's ID card is a math teacher. Not long after he moved into the ninth floor, the first line task is also related to the ID card: greet the neighbors within an hour.

Soon, he will meet the other broadcasters in this copy.

He knew very well that he was not someone Wen Jianyan could tell nonsense without changing his face, so he did not plan to hide his identity as a broadcaster, but formed a team with several other broadcasters.

Except for him, the other broadcasters are basically c-level, and the lowest is c-.

Before entering the dungeon, Su Cheng was especially wary of other broadcasters because of what he knew about the oracle in Wen Jianyan. Whether it was his level or information, he kept a low profile in the team along the way.

Different from the c-level dungeon, the first hour of the b-level dungeon of [Antai Community] was quite peaceful, and it did not encounter the danger of the beginning of [Fukang Private General Hospital].

However, Su Cheng did not feel the slightest ease.

According to the content of the simulcast, this limited-time copy of the acting type is often not high-energy from the beginning, and all its anomalies are hidden under the appearance of seemingly calm and daily life.

Over time, the level of risk increases exponentially.

Not only that, the system will also randomly route tasks according to the identity card. The line tasks here are no longer c-level or d-level, but they must be completed as long as they are distributed.

If you are deceived by the peaceful appearance at the beginning of this kind of time-limited copy, if you don't find the hidden information and laws in the copy in time, you will definitely die after the time node starts.

So, after entering this dungeon, the broadcast team that Su Cheng joined has been trying to collect more information, but the residents in this building are always silent on many key "sex" places, and they don't seem to be willing to say more. talk.

However, one of the broadcasters found clues.

It was an old newspaper. The newspaper published a tragic murder that was born on the thirteenth floor a month ago. Although it did not describe the details of the case, it was a way to guide them.

"The thirteenth floor..."

Chen Mo frowned slightly, and a dignified expression flashed across his face: "According to the information disclosed in the newspaper, this floor is definitely more ferocious than the ninth floor where we are now, the clues we have, now Is it too early to go to such a dangerous floor?"

"disagree."

The C-level broadcast of the current newspaper, Wang Hanyu shook his head and objected:

"The hour limit is almost over, but we are now on the ninth floor with almost nothing.

Tonight is the Mid-Year Festival. Judging from the information on the ID card, it is very likely that the time node of the mutation will be 12 o'clock in the evening. That is to say, there is only more than an hour left until midnight, and there is no purpose "Sex", blindly asking neighbors for information layer by layer, is too inefficient. "

He pushed on his glasses: "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you are a tiger son."

The parties were at a stalemate, so they began to raise their hands to vote.

Wang Hanyu's proposal passed with a slight advantage, and the broadcasters finally decided to go to the thirteenth floor to explore the way.

Su Cheng has no opinion on this.

One person took the elevator and quickly came to the thirteenth floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, a unique and gloomy atmosphere swept across the face. There was a faint stench in the icy air, the light was dim, and tributes and incense sticks were placed on the ground every few steps. White rice, everything is deeply disturbing.

The broadcasters looked at each other and walked forward cautiously.

"The newspaper said that 1306 was the one who killed the family."

Wang Hanyu said in a low voice: "In order to avoid danger to life, let's not go to the murder scene first, but first find the living residents on the 13th floor to inquire about the news."

"Okay." Everyone nodded.

One broadcaster said:

"According to the residents on the ninth floor who visited, there seems to be a crazy old woman living in 1326."

"Mad?" Chen Mo was slightly startled, and slowly narrowed his eyes: "Although it is very difficult to communicate with this kind of NPC, if you can really ask for information, it is usually very important."

Wang Hanyu said, "Let's go, let's knock on the door and ask."

The six-person team was divided, three of them went to knock on the door, and the other three were waiting at the elevator entrance. Su Cheng was one of the broadcasters who was left at the elevator entrance.

Although the risk of staying behind and waiting is lower, the exposure to first-hand information is also less.

In the first hour when the dungeon has just started, and there is not much danger for the time being, the broadcasters who are left are actually not dominant.

Soon, a panting came running, his eyes lit up: "There are clues!"

"Really?" The three of them at the elevator were refreshed.

"Yes, the crazy mother-in-law in 1326 actually has a man who can communicate!" Bo said excitedly: "Come on!"

"!!!"

Hearing this news, Su Cheng couldn't help but get excited.

Could it be that they finally succeeded in finding a breakthrough this time!

It seems that their decision to go to the thirteenth floor is very correct!

He involuntarily quickened his pace, and followed the other three at a trot and ran forward.

As the distance shortened, the rancid stench in the air thickened, and an apartment with an open door gradually appeared in the field of vision.

Dim yellow light and shadow "exposed" from the crack of the door, smearing in the dimly lit corridor.

A slender young man was standing at the door. At this moment, he was talking to Chen Mo and Wang Hanyu. Half of his face was immersed in shadows, and his facial features were blurred and distant.

The youth seemed to be holding something in the palm of his hand, but it was hidden in the darkness, so he couldn't see it clearly.

However, Su Cheng noticed that during the conversation, Chen Mo and Wang Hanyu's eyes couldn't help but glance at his palm from time to time.

Could it be... an important tool?

Su Cheng's heart lifted slightly, he held his breath subconsciously, and his eyes couldn't help but be attracted.

After getting closer, he finally saw clearly—

The other party was holding a light yellow "color" paper copper coin.

As if hearing footsteps, the young man turned his head and looked in this direction.

Under the dim ceiling light in the corridor, his facial features became clear.

A handsome, well-defined face, slightly pale skin, soft and slightly raised lips, harmless amber eyes, sincere expression, focused eyes, inexplicably giving a wonderful sense of trust, almost impossible. Question what he said.

"………………"

Su Cheng slowly closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath with an expressionless face, and the excited pace just now slowed down instantly. The whole person seemed to calm down immediately, and he had completely lost his expectations for the information and props that he might know next.

Oh, it's you again.

Dog liar! ! !