Chapter 47

After seeing Su's figure, the young man stopped talking and looked sideways:

"Who is this?"

The corners of Su's mouth twitched, and she stepped forward with no expression on her face, and introduced herself based on the information on the ID card: "Ninth floor, Wang Runzhi."

Under the dim light of the corridor, the bright amber eyes of the young man flashed with a smile:

"You, my name is Zhou Xiuze, and I am the resident here."

Su: "..."

Ha ha.

I believe in you.

"Since that's the case, we're done?" Wen Jianyan turned to look at the two anchors in front of him.

The two anchors looked at each other and nodded:

"nature."

"Wait a minute, I'll come as soon as I talk to my mother."

After a simple goodbye, Wen Jianyan turned around and returned to the room.

The room closed with a "click", and the corridor returned to dead silence again.

Chen Mo and the others cautiously walked a distance away from 1326, making sure that their conversation would not be caught by the "npc", and then said:

"The NPC just now is the second son of the crazy old woman in 1326. According to him, his brother's house in room 1304 died a month ago, and his mother's spirit was also in trouble, so he moved in to take care of her.

When he moved in, he found that the building was very evil, but all his residents were hiding something, and his mother's condition was getting worse and worse, so he really hoped to find out what happened in this building, and wait for them Should be with us for a while. "

Su: "..."

Ugh.

However, he also noticed that the two anchors invariably concealed the existence of the copper coin in Wen Jianyan's hand, without even mentioning the intention at all.

Is that why they would send another streamer to the elevator to call them?

Could it be a key "sex" tool?

However, thinking of who was holding the props, Su immediately calmed down.

In this world, anyone can be tricked, only this guy won't.

Only he cheated.

What the hell is going on with this liar!

Wen Jianyan closed it and stuffed the oil-paper copper coin back into his pocket.

Nightmare, the determination of hidden objects is only the first time.

That is to say, the moment the anchor touches the [hidden object], the system's judgment sound will be heard in the ear, and it will not sound again, and, before leaving the copy, the hidden object will not be named, nor can it be returned to the backpack. .

It is very simple to make his anchor think that this is the way to hide the object, as long as he subtly changes the angle when handing over the copper coin, and rubs the bead string on his wrist against the square's skin.

At that moment, Fang's ears would definitely ring the system's hidden object determination, so he was convinced of the identity of the copper coin.

In this way, he can not only lure the anchor to do things for himself, but also cleverly hide the really valuable props even if the car overturns.

After being pitted by the system, it is not a bad thing to occasionally exploit system loopholes to pit his anchor.

And the reason why he calls himself Zhou Xiuqing's younger brother is also very simple. After all, the 1304 case is not a secret in this building. Zhou Xiuqing's death has been known to everyone. If he changes his identity, it will not only be easy It was dismantled, and if Wan was mistaken for a monster, it would be very troublesome to focus fire.

And the identity of a "younger brother" works, and it is easier to lie.

Wen Jianyan took out her phone from her pocket, opened the Nightmare app and glanced at it.

The first two hours of entering the copy have ended, and the main quest has been released.

[Main Mission 1: Find the next shooting location within two hours]

【Completion: 0%】

[Main Mission 2: Go to the shooting location to shoot, the duration should not be less than ten minutes]

【Completion: 0%】

The relevant plot of the ID card has not changed.

Wen Jianyan put the phone back in his pocket and walked to the rocking chair where the old woman was lying.

Fang has woken up from his light sleep, with his cloudy eyes wide open, the rough and wrinkled old hand is groping in the air: "Xiuqing, Xiuqing, where are you?"

Wen Jianyan grabbed Fang's palm: "I'm here."

The old woman looked over: "Who came just now?"

"It's just the neighbors who came to me to do me a favor."

Wen Jianyan leaned down, fetched the "wool" blanket from the side, and spread it on the old man's lap skillfully and naturally, with a gentle voice: "I will go out for a meeting, and I will be back soon."

"Eh,,."

The old woman patted his hand: "Go and come back quickly."

Wen Jianyan turned around and was about to leave, but the old woman's old voice sounded on her back: "Okay, Xiuqing, it's almost July 15th, don't forget to kowtow to the Bodhisattva."

"..."

Wen Jianyan was stunned, and turned to look at the old woman on her back.

She opened her chaotic, white eyes, and said tremblingly:

"Otherwise, the Bodhisattva will blame him."

After speaking, the old woman slowly closed her eyes and stopped talking.

Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, turned and left Room 1326.

The anchors were waiting for him.

Seeing Wen Jianyan coming out, Chen Mo stepped forward and said with concern, "Little brother, have you greeted your mother? Is the old man still in good condition?"

"Say hello."

Wen Jianyan nodded and sighed lightly: "Mom is not in a good condition recently. Not only is her health worse, but she also calls her brother's name, like... they haven't passed away yet."

He lowered his eyes:

"I tried to persuade my mother and I to move out of this sad place, but every time I mentioned this, she would get furious. Even for her, I had to..."

The young man's tail trembled and swallowed the rest of the words.

He pursed his lips, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his fair face, looking a little unbearably vulnerable.

Chen Mo sighed, raised his hand and patted his shoulder:

"Don't worry, little brother, we will be able to find the reason for all this, and maybe your mother will be able to return to normal by then."

Wen Jianyan raised her eyes with a bit of gratitude in her eyes: "Thank you."

Su, who has been silent since the beginning: "..."

He couldn't bear to look straight away and slowly looked away.

In the following time, Wen Jianyan simply answered a few questions about room 1304. The answers he gave were basically no different from what the neighbor "revealed" at the beginning:

Four members of the 1304 family were poisoned to death at home, and the body was found by the mother who lived there.

If the anchor asks for the details of the case, it will prevaricate on the grounds that the case is still being solved and the police did not "disclose" the criminal investigation process to the victim's family.

If they asked about Zhou Xiuqing's family relationship and unusual events before the case, Wen Jianyan would answer that he was working in another place and had not been in touch with his brother and his family for a long time. clear.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:

"Guy... I've never seen a person who can disguise his identity so well..."

"Absolutely, as expected of you, a liar, you can still have internal logic, what kind of liar is this!"

"Really, I almost thought he was the resident of this building..."

"Grass, what kind of face does this guy with his mouth full of trains have to call his live broadcast room "Integrity First!"

"Do you mind... let's go to 1304 to take a look?"

Chen Mo asked.

Wen Jianyan: "Of course I don't mind."

After simply exchanging information, Chen Mo turned to look at his anchor:

"Then let's go to 1304 first, then go to 1306, what do you think?"

"no problem."

Several of his anchors nodded in agreement.

The person pushed aside 1304 and walked in.

After all, these anchors are at least C-level, and their actions are cautious and careful. Obviously, it is not the first time to do this kind of thing.

The lights in 1304 were broken, the windows were blocked with bricks, and there was nothing but darkness inside.

The air was filled with a suffocating murky stench.

The anchors walking in the front turned on their flashlights one after another, and groped their way around the room with the help of the light from the flashlights. Wen Jianyan didn't take out her mobile phone, but just hung around between the teams and followed in a low-key manner. They go forward.

Soon, there was an exclamation from the kitchen.

Wen Jian said this was no surprise.

He turned his head and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

Several anchors covered their noses with their sleeves, gathered around the dining table, and looked down at the rotten food on the table.

And the four places at the table...

Empty "swing" "swing".

I don't know since when, the three smiling, pale-faced paper figures have disappeared, as if they had never appeared, leaving only four empty chairs.

Wen Jianyan was stunned.

This... was something he didn't expect.

Chen Mo turned his head to look at Wen Jianyan:

"Little brother, do you know what's going on?"

Wen Jianyan came back to her senses, and replied in a natural voice:

"My mother always thought that my brother was still alive, so she often came to deliver meals. I found out before and came back to clean up, but I have been running around outside and busy with funerals, so I didn't deal with it in time."

The anchors who got the answer did not continue to ask, but dispersed and began to look for clues in the room.

Wen Jianyan raised his vigilance.

He subconsciously slowed down his steps and paced the room cautiously, his eyes searching in the dark corner, looking for the three disappearing paper figures.

"...Grass." A low-pitched scolding came from the direction of the toilet: "Come and see!"

The anchors looked at each other and gathered in the past.

The toilet was wide open, and the narrow space was 'shot' by several shaking flashlights, and the layout inside was completely visible.

Two paper figures lie in the bathtub, a man and a woman.

The female paper figurine had a bright smile on its pale face, while the facial features of the male paper figurine were smeared with scarlet pens, and the empty and dull eyes stared at the toilet mouth.

"It's... like there's something here."

The male "sex" and female "sex" paper figures seem to be holding something in their hands.

Su leaned down, carefully opened the palms of the male paper figurines, and took out a small yellow paper ball from each, while Wang Hanyu opened the other one.

The rustling sound of paper balls unfolding in the narrow space.

"What's written on it?" an anchor asked.

Wang Hanyu held the paper ball in the female hand, and repeated the words on the paper: "The family will always be there."

Su paused for a while, and then recited the words in his hand with some difficulty:

"...let that mad woman go to hell."

"Hey! Who's there!"

Suddenly, with the shaking of the flashlight, a shout came from 1304's mouth: "Come out!"

Chen Mo, who was close to the mouth, was the first to go out: "Sorry, we have obtained the consent of the owner of this house..."

The visitor held a flashlight and frowned and replied, "This is the scene of the murder! No one can enter!"

Chen Mo skillfully handed a cigarette over:

"You are accommodating..."

Wen Jianyan retracted her gaze from the Bodhisattva statue and turned her head to look out.

The moment his eyes fell on Fang, his pupils could not help shrinking.

Standing in the mouth, it was the Wei who was persuaded to leave.

I don't know if it was because of the light, but Wei's face was weirdly pale. His eyes passed over Wen Jianyan's body, and he didn't seem to recognize him.

His lips were squirming stiffly, and he made a scolding voice: "What are you accommodating, come out quickly! This matter is not negotiable!"

In the corner of Wen Jianyan's vision, something seemed to move suddenly.

He held his breath slightly, turned his head without a trace, and glanced to the side.

In the floor-to-ceiling mirror near the mouth, "Wen Jianyan" was standing in front of the mirror, her pale face straight out of the mirror, the corners of her lips raised, and she slowly revealed a smile.

Mirror.

desire.

These two keywords are so familiar that they wake up memories that were not too far away.

Wen Jianyan's heart was beating wildly, vague conjectures emerged from his mind, some too ominous idea hit him right.

There was a humming in the ear, the breathing was slightly suffocated, and a strong sense of unease struck instantly.

He obtained the legendary item [Mr. Mirror] in Decai School, and the main body is just a small fragment.

It calls that man God the Father.

Then, obviously, as "Father God", there are more than one believers or followers of that evil spirit.

Could it be that……

Wen Jianyan's right hand hangs by his side, the small piece of skin wrapped by the bandage is hot like a fire, and the spell-like tattoo seems to be struggling to grow from under the skin.