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Chapter 240: Death Town Chapter (32)(1/3)

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Things seem to be starting to become normal.

Nothing big happened, nothing special worth paying attention to...

The rain in the sky became lighter.

After all, the water level in the town will not continue to rise.

Due to excessive flooding of rainwater.

This has led to many people complaining about this.

There isn't much food at home, so most people would go out to buy it in tears despite the heavy rain outside.

Chino's wanted order seems to have come to an end.

In the end, An Zhi and his team just went through the process.

After the tasks marked on the letter in the envelope were completed, they had no energy left to catch Qianye.

It's just role-playing after all.

No need to take it too seriously...

After Qianye left the bookstore, he seemed to have been transformed from a prime supporting role to a passerby.

Those weird things.

He was not found at all.

What he does every day is basically to stay at Chen Xiaowei's house, eat the food cooked by Chen Xiaowei, and do nothing to do anything to pass the time...

Except for the constant rain outside.

It seemed like everything was so calm.

If it weren't for the fact that simple tasks, large and small, are updated every day on the stationery, then this kind of life would not be much different from reality.

Very quickly, just in the blink of an eye.

Most of the time has passed.

There are only ten days left in the twenty-six-day countdown to the finish line...

During this period.

Qianye and Chen Xiaowei lived in that small home. Because they cooked for Qianye every day and had to find their own clothes for each other to wear, Chen Xiaowei was extremely bored with Qianye.

She felt that she had never been tortured like this.

Serve others like a maid and servant.

If possible.

She really wished she could buy some rat poison or something like that from another market, and then put it into the opponent's bowl while Qianye wasn't paying attention.

It's a pity...

To her, Chino was like having a third eye.

It seems that every little move he makes can be caught in the eyes of the other party. Perhaps if he has any particularly strange thoughts, Qianye can figure it out.

Gradually, she also gave up this idea.

I can only watch helplessly as this pervert Qianye dangles in front of my eyes every day...

An Yue, Youjian, Peilan, Robert...

It's like these people have disappeared.

He has not appeared in front of Qianye for sixteen days.

He really wanted to go to them. In addition to solving the problems in his head, he could also have a chat. The TV would add some fun to his boring life...

But there is no way.

The heavy rain outside not only made it difficult for Qianye to move.

Even Qianye couldn't get any information about these people.

He once tried to find An Yue at the police station one day, but An Yue seemed to have gone on some mission and would not come back for a while.

I also went to the bookstore one day to find Robert.

But after experiencing that incident, Charles just turned a blind eye to Qianye...

As soon as he saw Qianye's face, he wanted to drive her away from the door with a broom.

so.

During these sixteen days.

It is the most boring and boring, with nothing to do. It can also be said to be very leisurely...

At least that's the case for Chino.

And after sixteen days.

Two major events happened in the town.

Forget it, I can’t say it’s a big deal.

These two things can only arouse Qianye's interest...

The first thing was that the rain stopped in the town.

No one knows exactly when it stopped.

I only know that when I woke up, a lot of the accumulated water outside the house had fallen, and there were no raindrops to pat the window again...

Of course, the rain stopped.

The weather is still cloudy.

Gloomy dark clouds hung over the town, creating an unspeakable sense of oppression.

I don’t know which neighbor’s black cat ran out. It would always hide in an invisible corner and keep calling with a sound like a baby crying...

There is a dark crow standing on the branch of the tree, motionless like a sculpture.

There was a lot of garbage mixed in the shallow water in front of the door, and it gave off an unpleasant rancid smell that made people feel uncomfortable...

Although everyone can go out.

But I still seemed a little flustered by such an atmosphere.

It seems that everyone has noticed something is wrong. Even if the food at home is about to run out, most people abnormally choose to stay at home and prepare to check the situation first.

And the second thing.

It’s that old man from the bookstore, Charles, who died...

The cause of his death is clear.

He committed suicide by jumping from the roof of the building.

Chino learned the news when he read it in a newspaper where he worked hard every day and endured humiliation to sell newspapers.

He looked at the black and white photo of Charles in the newspaper.

There are also articles written by newspapers commenting on Charles' death.

Only then did I suddenly understand why I felt inexplicably familiar when I heard Charles' name.

Rulans Charles.

At that time, the poster Chino saw on the wall next to the pub indicated that he was the author of the so-called music "Black Friday".

That is the one in the real world.

Because the author of the cursed music mentioned in various rumors and legends...

Qianye had known about this thing for a while at that time, so he had naturally seen the name.

That's why it feels familiar.

The newspaper described the old guy in great detail.

There was even a mention of Charles having seen the creation of "Black Friday"...

in the description inside.

Charles's life was tragic yet inspiring.

When he was young, his image gave people a feeling of unreliability.

He is relatively short in height and has not very good-looking facial features, and he is particularly keen on performing piano music...

Many times there would be parties held somewhere and he would be invited to them.

In fact, I just want to see a joke, not really want to hear him play the piano...

After all, his music is terrible.
To be continued...
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