Chapter 142: Diary

He obviously didn't expect this. Raising his hand wasn't right, and not raising his hand wasn't right either.

It happened that this newbie used the character setting to threaten him by mistake. He was indeed not an aggressive person. Pathfinding, stepping on thunder, and consumption were all things low-level players should do.

This was his consistent solution.

This newbie obviously saw it too.

Seeing Meng Ziqi hesitate, Qiao Yinuo immediately cried out, and the whole building was wailing, "Meng Ziqi, don't you love me anymore!!!"

"Stop––!"

Meng Ziqi covered her mouth fiercely, the veins on his forehead bulging, obviously with some anger nowhere to vent, but had to stand out because of the character setting.

"I'll go in and see first, you guys wait here."

Qiao Yinuo stopped crying instantly, changed her face faster than turning a book, and blinked at Su Mian triumphantly.

Su Mian:... Can still be like this.

Several people stood silently outside the door. Wang Xiaonan finally couldn't help laughing after Meng Ziqi went in.

"Hahahahahahaha Tattoo was actually played?!!!"

"Detective Ranking #1 was actually played, too funny hahahahahahaha..."

She really couldn't hold back and squatted on the ground. Thinking of Meng Ziqi's expression just now, she felt very happy.

Xiao Li stared at them and wiped his sweat silently. One was expressionless, one was a drama queen, one was laughing out of shape, these women were too scary...

Five minutes later, Meng Ziqi came out from inside, holding a diary, his demeanor calm.

"All rooms were locked, only the living room could move. The shadow on the wall is a strange shadow. I took a picture with my phone."

Although reluctant, the number one on the Detective Ranking was always the number one, and his ability to search for clues and discover details was not to be underestimated.

He didn't show any fear. After all, the life-saving props in his hand were enough for him to die three hundred times.

Several people gathered to observe the photos and examined them carefully.

Qiao Yinuo: "What is this, it's all blurred..."

The picture was a black and white photo, vaguely visible as a shadow cast by light on a wall.

On the picture, it seemed to be two hands making the same gesture, the index finger and thumb pinched, and the other three fingers raised, like comparing "ok", but not quite like it.

Wang Xiaonan: "The person who made this gesture... is the murderer?"

Su Mian shook her head, "The hands are on the same side, there are two people in the photo."

Wang Xiaonan looked closely, and it really was. Su Mian thought of something again and raised her eyes to look at Meng Ziqi.

"You also tore the seal on the balcony by the way."

"Not... I," Meng Ziqi stopped talking. Qiao Yinuo stood up immediately, "Woo woo woo woo woo Zi Qi..."

"Stop... okay."

Meng Ziqi had black lines all over his head, turned around and entered the house again.

Qiao Yinuo laughed twice again, feeling very refreshed, and even had full motivation to solve the case.

Although she had said that she would rather die than play this kind of Script Murder before, it was at most to annoy Su Mian. Now that she was playing, it was really interesting.

Su Mian shook Qiao Yinuo, who was immersed in her own world. She came back to her senses suddenly, touched her nose awkwardly.

Several people squatted in the corridor and flipped through the diary.

"I came back to see you, although as a water meter checker, but it doesn't matter. After I finished checking the water meter, I could live in their house... No one found out, so I could stay with you longer..."

"Someone said that wall is haunted... will swallow people, I don't believe it..."

Several people looked at Xiao Li in unison. Wang Xiaonan crossed her hands, "Talk."

Xiao Li widened his eyes, his lips trembling, pointing at the diary and unable to speak for a long time.

"No

Seeing the skeptical looks of the others, Xiao Li stood up immediately, sweating profusely from anxiety.

"I admit it! I don't have a home; I can only sneak into the host's house to stay after reading the water meter every day, but... but what does that have to do with me being the murderer?!"

He pointed at the diary again, "I don't know anyone here at all; who would I come back to see?"

He wanted to defend himself further, but suddenly a strange sound came from behind him, and the light went out with a "Snap—."

Gurgle, gurgle...

Qiao Yinuo: "Wha... what is that sound..."

Xiao Li took two steps back and suddenly felt a pool of liquid flowing to his feet; his legs couldn't stop shaking, but he couldn't move at all.

"Save me... save me."

He trembled as he spoke; Su Mian squinted and realized that the wall behind Xiao Li had melted.

A plaque was revealed at the very top.

4–1

"Xiao Li."

Su Mian shouted, "Get into the room behind you!"

Xiao Li shook his head, his face drained of all color from fear; he couldn't even speak, he could only shake his head incessantly.

Cold air spread up his calves; he didn't realize that the wax mud had already coiled around his legs.

Su Mian raised her voice again, "Go in." She gritted her teeth, "If you don't want to turn into a wax statue, do as the script says!"

As the words fell, Xiao Li suddenly realized what was on his legs; he could no longer think, and he moved his stiff body into the melted door.

The moment he entered, the door slammed shut, and everything fell into silence.

Qiao Yinuo: "Why... why hasn't the light come on yet."

Her teeth chattered, and she gripped Su Mian's wrist with both hands, not noticing at all that she had pinched the person until they were red.

Su Mian felt the pain belatedly; she glared at Qiao Yinuo in pain and muttered.

"Duh, it's a voice-activated light."

"Oh... oh... I see, haha... I'm so stupid."

Seeing that her mental state was worrying, Su Mian sighed, could only silently rub her own wrist, and stood up on her own.

Wang Xiaonan: "Uh... wha, what about Xiao Li? Won't he disappear just like those other people?"

Su Mian shook her head, "I'm not sure, but entering 4–1 is the only way for now, otherwise he'll just die faster."

Before the crowd could even breathe a sigh of relief, another person appeared on the stairs.

Qiao Yinuo screamed, and only felt a little better after seeing it was a person; she wore a mournful face.

Could they stop scaring her...

Si Shi stood on the steps, holding the railing, smiling with his eyes narrowed, as if everything that had just happened was not worth mentioning.

"Landlord Miss, it's time to eat."

Su Mian was stunned for a moment, "Oh, okay."

Qiao Yinuo looked at the two in disbelief, but didn't dare to speak; she just watched silently as the man took her away. At the end, the DM looked back at her, his smile fading.

Wang Xiaonan sighed, "So the landlord identity has this privilege."

Turning his head, he saw Qiao Yinuo's face was even paler, and she was muttering, "... That's so damn scary."

He didn't know what she was talking about.

That night, the cold wind whistled, and dark tides lurked.

The girl lay by the window, the thin linen nightdress making that face look serene, with a cool and gentle side-braid hairstyle.

The technique was several times rougher than usual, with several tufts of hair sticking out from the side, frizzy as if electrocuted by static, yet revealing a trace of messy beauty.