In the wine cellar, the detective groped for a wall tile with a different texture.
So he pressed it hard, but he couldn't press it in at all, and he didn't hear any strange noise when he pressed it.
Tan Xiaohe on the side watched the detective start to compete with the wall, and couldn't help but said: "Well, why don't you try to take it out?"
The detective paused, then took off his deerstalker hat, took out a wire and inserted it into the crack of the wall. After pushing the brick out a little, he pinched the edge with two fingers and pulled it out bit by bit.
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Finally, he really took out the dark wall tiles. The detective reached out and touched the empty tiles, and felt something above that could be pressed in.
"Click."
The entire wall seemed to have been unlocked, and the gaps were staggered, turning into a door that was ajar.
The detective's eyes brightened slightly: "It seems that I may have found evidence."
…
In a dark corner of the courtyard, he unceremoniously pulled out the gardener who was huddled inside and interrogated him. The photographer stood up abruptly, turned around and walked towards the utility room where the tools were stored.
The short gardener huddled on the ground, still mumbling words such as "Don't blame me, don't blame me", but it seemed that this kind of psychological comfort had no effect.
He seemed to see something appearing in the sky, and he became inexplicably frightened. He wanted to hide in the grass quickly, but when he saw the neatly tended and lush green grass bed, he suddenly jumped away in fright.
Finally, the gardener roared in a low voice, holding his head and shivering on the ground. The occultist opened up the darkness hidden in his heart. He was really afraid that the dead souls would come to him.
Every night he would see a white shadow floating in the backyard, and he couldn't catch it. When dawn came, the land in the grass bed would be turned over in a mess, as if something was trying to break out of the ground, or something was there.
Find her own body.
The gardener thought about this, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He was afraid that after his husband died, it would be his turn next moment.
But the occultist found him and told him that there was something wandering around...
The girls are back!
…
In the pavilion in the courtyard, the painter lady completed the painting on her hand, stopped writing, and looked at the clear sky.
It rained heavily all night last night, but today the sky is clear. Looking down from the manor halfway up the mountain, there are cars moving on the mountain road in the distance.
The girl put away the picture book, looked up at the window in the corner of the second floor, and then turned back to the villa.
Some servants were cleaning everywhere, and they moved their hands very lightly with low eyebrows, as if they were afraid of disturbing anything. The entire manor was filled with a depressing and heavy atmosphere.
On the sofa, Zhan Qian was drinking tea and reading a newspaper. Far away from her, on the other side of the sofa, the chef was sitting there playing with his mobile phone.
Both of them looked very comfortable. When they saw the painter come in, they just raised their heads and glanced at it. However, Zhan Qian thought of something and looked over again.
The painter found a single sofa and sat down. The maid next to her came forward to help her pour the black tea and then left.
"Are the police here?" Zhan Qian asked.
"Soon." The painter girl took a sip of tea and replied casually. She still felt a little disgusted with Zhan Qian's attitude.
"Speaking of which, the era of this game world seems to be different from ours. The detective culture is very popular here, and all kinds of strange cases often occur." Zhan Qian didn't mind, and said leisurely as usual.
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"Oh." The painter said perfunctorily.
"Sounds a lot like the world of a certain Death God elementary school student." Xu Shuo, who was opposite him, smiled and responded.
Zhan Qian was a little frightened by him, smoothed her hair and continued: "I don't know where the system sent us. Although this is a script-killing game, the NPCs in it feel very real."
They have their own thinking characters and their own behavioral purposes, which occasionally make people forget that this is a game world.
Xu Shuo suddenly said thoughtfully: "If such a highly immersive game appeared in reality, it would be very popular. Unfortunately, the current virtual technology is not up to it."
Zhan Qian glanced at him. This guy was playing a mobile game in the game, and he was still thinking about the real game in his mind.
The conversation between the two gradually began to deviate from the script. The painter glanced at them and said nothing. At this time, the sound of stepping suddenly came from the second floor.
It sounded like someone was running anxiously.
They looked up and saw someone's boyfriend, who had just woken up from his sleep, running down with a look of shock and fear on his face.
Xu Shuo cast a concerned look at him: "What's wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood."
"I...I'm telling you..." Yang Ming ran down, holding the tablet tightly in his hands, swallowing and said, "I really want to discover the biggest secret hidden in this manor!"
What he was thinking was that his main mission had been completed anyway, and the game would end in two hours. It didn't matter whose mission he was competing against.
Therefore, he cannot be the only one to collapse this kind of collapse of the Three Views!
Zhan Qian raised her eyebrows, with an expected expression on her face, and said, "What secret do you want to tell me?"
"Just talking is not enough!"
Yang Ming sat down excitedly, waved to the maid who came over to serve him tea, opened the tablet and put it on the table, and said, "See for yourselves! Don't blink!"
Suddenly, Xu Shuo stood up and said, "You guys watch first, I'm going to use the toilet."
"Hey, brother, don't leave!" Yang Ming tried to persuade one more person to stay with him to destroy the Three Views, but the young man turned around and left, ignoring him at all.
Zhan Qian retracted her gaze from looking at the young man's back and looked at the tablet on the table. The video was playing, and the first thing that appeared was a dark room.
Zhan Qian: "..."
It seems that we can already predict what it will be.
Although she learned the whole story from the gardener who was accidentally frightened, she actually had no idea of how those things happened.
…
In the basement of the underground wine cellar.
The detective no longer looked as cynical as before. He looked at the underground cell where the blood scattered everywhere had solidified. He took off his hat and took out a small camera from inside.
Various torture instruments and sex toys were hung on the dark walls. Opposite the electric chair that restrained people, there was a computer and a sofa chair.
It seems that the owner of the secret room has a very perverted hobby.
Qin Xiaohe looked up at the ceiling. The only camera in the entire villa was installed here.
She could almost imagine the captured people being imprisoned on a chair, and then the perverted laughter of the perverted little black man mixed with the screams of fear and despair from those people.
Tsk, Qin Xiaohe shuddered and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.
"Girls are not suitable for watching this. You can go outside and wait for me." The detective carefully collected evidence everywhere and seemed to feel the movement behind him. He said this in a rare gentlemanly manner.
"You said before that you shouldn't step up the stairs in the forest easily, and don't walk into the houses in the mountains easily. Is that what you meant? You already knew this?" Tan Xiaohe didn't leave, but suddenly thought of something and said.
"This manor was suspected by us a few years ago, but there was no evidence, and the search warrant was unable to be obtained due to pressure from the Guo Group, so it was delayed. However, they cannot escape now.
." The detective said while taking pictures.
"In this case, that guy..."
Qin Xiaohe squinted her eyes slightly, remembering the guy who led her to the wine cellar, and at this moment, she suddenly heard some movement behind her.
