Chapter 148: How to use a warm baby

"He left me... It doesn't matter, I still have my mother-in-law, I will continue to stay here, and soon, I will become the landlord."

Seeing this sentence, Meng Ziqi's heart jumped.

So... the murderer's consciousness is four people, and the ragdoll cat is too. Except for him, other players are suspects.

But who killed these three people? The statement of one killing one doesn't make sense now, because there is one more consciousness, so that idea doesn't hold.

Just as he was deep in thought, he saw Qiao Yinuo go down from the second floor, her expression even more confused. He muttered, "What are you doing?"

She went to find the ragdoll cat in the first building first, which means she didn't have time to go upstairs. In the case of no time, she went down from the second floor???

He looked at Qiao Yinuo's door, which had two bells hanging on it, and his thoughts became even more chaotic.

Did she vote for herself? Or did she vote for the ragdoll cat?

To verify his idea, Meng Ziqi came to Su Mian's door, which was empty. There was only one possibility, Qiao Yinuo voted for herself.

But... why?

Before he could figure it out, the door in front of him opened. Su Mian stared at him "sinisterly," but in fact, she was in so much pain she had no choice, "Is there anything you need?"

Meng Ziqi raised his hands and smiled helplessly. He hadn't groomed himself for a few days, and stubble had grown on the corners of his lips, "I don't want to vote for you."

He intended to beat around the bush, "Did Dong Xuan come to see you just now?"

Su Mian raised her eyelids tiredly, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Meng Ziqi instantly restrained his smile, his brows slightly frowned, "If you didn't go out, your vote was cast by Dong Xuan for you."

Su Mian nodded.

"She cast all her votes and yours for herself. I saw two bells hanging on her door."

"... What?"

Su Mian stood up, placed her hand on the door, her weak and cold voice carrying disbelief.

"I've played hundreds of games and have never seen this situation."

Meng Ziqi sighed, "What are your thoughts now?"

Su Mian pursed her lips, suppressing her abdominal pain, forcing her head to be clear. She tried hard to recall the purchase record when she looked at Qiao Yinuo's phone yesterday.

"Vegetable coins can be used to buy something called a prop."

She said softly. Meng Ziqi helped her to the sofa. There were a few messy sanitary napkins on the coffee table, showing that the owner had unpacked them in a hurry, and a cup of warm water, which was full, not drunk, and now it was cold.

"Is it your period?"

Su Mian paused as she sat down and nodded, "Let's talk about business."

Meng Ziqi saw her sweating profusely and wanting to say something, and finally nodded helplessly.

"And props are likely to be exchanged only when vegetable coins reach a certain amount, so our software, which exchanges less, didn't push it to us. I guess she exchanged for props, but I don't know what she exchanged."

Su Mian hugged the pillow to suppress her abdomen, "Now it seems that more than one person has exchanged for props."

Meng Ziqi didn't make a sound after hearing this.

In his cognition, most of the world's disturbances are not worth responding to. Those things that neither pose a threat nor bring benefits only need to be understood, no need to intervene.

Once a person is involved in irrelevant causality, they will be forced to bear the price that does not belong to them.

This attitude looks indifferent, even appearing unsympathetic, but he knows very well that what really makes people live long is not enthusiasm or a sense of justice, but a precise grasp of boundaries.

Knowing when to speak, when to be silent, knowing what should be managed and what should not be touched.

But Su Mian's next words completely terminated his thought of getting up.

"Do you know what continuance is exchanged for?"

"It's memories from the main world."

Su Mian kneaded her stomach, not raising her eyes, perhaps certain that he would not leave.

"If we want to survive, we must eat, we must use that software, but the price is losing memories. Perhaps when all memories disappear, we will stay here forever and become a member of this place, that is, an NPC."

"When I collected rent for the first time, I saw that female deceased, that streamer with smoky makeup."

"She is a player I have seen in the game before."

Meng Ziqi's pupils shrank. He looked at Su Mian in disbelief, "Are you sure... you didn't see it wrong?"

Su Mian nodded firmly, "I didn't look closely at the time, but later I observed the eyebrows of the wax figure, absolutely correct."

She has the ability of photographic memory, not to mention that this player had a strong presence in that game.

Her name is Tiffany, playing a herbalist.

"So..."

Meng Ziqi looked at her, chose to believe, and planned to listen to her next thoughts.

"I've seen that delivery truck."

After sending Meng Ziqi away, Su Mian felt that the threshold was almost broken. Not long after he left, there was another knock on the door.

She thought it was strange. No one voted for her, why did they all come one by one.

She was stunned the moment she opened the door.

"Si She?"

Si She's figure was very tall, almost reaching the door frame. He walked in on his own, obviously more impolite than the previous two.

Su Mian's eyes twitched. Before she could complain about his behavior, she was picked up, and Su Mian exclaimed.

Si She carried her to the bed, turned around and left the room, and came in with a small box. He frowned, tore open a warm baby, and stuck it on Su Mian's forehead.

Su Mian:...

"You..." she was shocked and couldn't speak, "Where are you sticking it."

Si She's eyes were blank, and the domineering president aura that had just been built up disappeared without a trace.

"Isn't it stuck here? You are sick."

"My stomach hurts, not my head."

Su Mian tore off the warm baby on her forehead, stuck it on her abdomen, and leaned forward to see what was in his box.

After seeing the pile of things clearly, she almost laughed, but the pain in her abdomen made her restrain her expression.

A bottle of safflower oil, a box of warm babies, a first aid kit, two towels, a toothbrush, and... a pumpkin.

"I originally wanted to lick it directly, but I was afraid you had internal injuries, so I borrowed some things from the residents."

Is it really borrowing?

Su Mian almost laughed. She suddenly felt that he looked very dull, staring with a pair of eyes, looking at her with great worry, and she didn't want to laugh anymore.

In an instant, Su Mian felt that he was like an ordinary person, a very cute and ordinary person.

"My period is here, don't you understand what it means?"

Si She's expression paused for a moment, and he reacted immediately. He nodded, "So these things can't be used?"

Su Mian:... So did he understand or not.

"What do you mean by this pumpkin?"

"I was afraid you wouldn't be full, so I took one."

Actually, it was the residents who were afraid of being made by him and insisted on giving it.

Saying that, he opened the medical kit and rummaged, muttering, "You see if there is anything you can use, I don't know much about the period, it may take some time..."