Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1417 minus one
Elizabeth has found herself getting more and more comfortable with deceiving people recently.

After agreeing to Pink's conditions, and meeting Pink secretly twice, the next plan gradually took shape in her mind.To convince everyone to believe her, it is difficult to say, but also simple to say - she needs to discover some hidden facts that others do not know as much as possible.

From another perspective, she is more like a detective than a witch.

The good news is that "Miss Chen" disappeared from her home and went somewhere, finally allowing Elizabeth to live like a normal person.At first, she thought that "Miss Chen" was going to show up suddenly to scare her, so she waited in fear for two days, but she never saw the shadow of that thing again.

While that thing disappeared, she had to hurry up and complete the game mission.

"...there is one thing you are striving for, but it is always covered in mist, so that you can't find it."

This is not the first time she has said this set of words; now when Elizabeth speaks nonsense, even Ms. Chen shows a wavering expression mixed with surprise and suspicion—it is no longer the same as before. I'm too lazy to listen and sneer.

Of course, Ms. Chen will definitely not be able to find it, after all, what she wants is in Pink's hands at the moment, and I don't know where it has been hidden by that child.

Strange to say, after Ms. Chen drugged Grandma Pink again, somehow she never touched her again; perhaps it was because she couldn't suppress her anxiety. The traces of moving feet became more and more obvious.

"The reason why you need this thing has an inseparable relationship with your past." This is of course nonsense. Of course there is a reason for Miss Chen to ask for Grandma Pink's identity information, and this reason cannot happen in the future.Elizabeth and Ms. Chen were standing in the corridor, not a place to talk, so they smiled lightly and said, "I can divination for you based on your past and lead you to that thing, but if you are still stubborn... ..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but shook her head regretfully, and then walked away; while walking, she felt that Miss Chen's gaze was still lingering on her back.Elizabeth ticked off the first item on the to-do list in her mind—today's deception against Miss Chen was completed.

"I... I'm afraid that if this goes on, I will be killed by him first... I can't delay, I can't delay..."

In the apartment she visited for the second time, Yan Huang was hugging her knees, sitting on the bed against the wall, murmuring to herself inarticulately.Her two white eyeballs were round and almost out of focus, as if they were about to fall out when staring ahead; Elizabeth even felt that she might have forgotten that there was another herself beside her.

"What are you going to do?" She asked tentatively, "Now the neighbors in the building feel that you are gradually recovering."

"Not enough!" Yan Huang suddenly raised his head, and his shin bone made a "squeaky" sound. "He can't treat me as a mental illness, so he should start thinking of other ways-I, I will never let him succeed. I have to let him first... Let him first..."

It's not good to be the first to act first.If Yanhuang really broke out and people knew that she had been pretending, Elizabeth would lose at least the "believer" of Heipeng; Live Yanhuang.

"You listen to me, because I can see the arrangement of fate." She vowed, "Have you taken good care of that baby recently?"

If she wanted to appear recovered, she had to start taking care of her children.Just to get the baby into Yanhuang's field of vision, Elizabeth spent a lot of effort - she had to make up a lie that Heipeng had a baby with an outside woman, and finally was accepted by Yanhuang who already thought that Heipeng was a heinous villain. Huang listened to it.

Yanhuang stiffened her neck and nodded after a while.

How many days until the end of the game?Elizabeth wiped her sweat and thought to herself.Only twelve days left?As long as she is held for another twelve days, the goal will be accomplished.

As long as Yanhuang can continue to maintain the illusion of normality, then Heipeng's trust will be preserved.She has been visiting Heipeng and Yanhuang every day recently. Apart from relying on them for lunch, she can also maintain their trust in herself; for Elizabeth, this is already a daily work content.

For the few remaining neighbors, she knew too little information.

Elizabeth walked along the corridor to the door of Apartment No. 1, looked at the cat at the door, and poured all the water from the bottle in her hand.She likes this pot of sunflowers, but she is worried that the drunk owner of Apartment No. 1 can't take good care of it, so she comes down to water it from time to time—besides, she can secretly listen to the movement in Apartment No. 1 under the guise of watering. ; although so far, she has basically not gotten any useful clues.

"If only you could tell me what's going on in there," Elizabeth sighed, and said to Aoi the cat, "I heard he and Abby had a really bad fight, and they started to fight..."

Maokui swayed in the breeze a few times, not sure if it really had something to say.

Elizabeth touched the top leaves of the cat sunflower, and when she was about to turn around and leave, her eyes suddenly rolled and stopped.She has wandered around the door of Apartment No. 1 many times recently, and it was the first time she heard a sound other than a purring sound from Barbecue Hu. She pretended to observe the growth of Maokui, squatted down, and pricked up her ears.

She imagined that she might hear all kinds of things, but never imagined that she would hear this from Apartment 1.

... The faint voice belonging to Barbecue Hu is singing a lullaby.

The only baby in this building is at Yanhuang and Heipeng's house, she just met her just now; Barbecue Hu has no children, why sing a lullaby?And as he sang, his voice was cut off by whimpering, and gradually turned into a low cry like a moan.

Is this person mentally ill?

Filled with misgivings, Elizabeth left the door of Apartment No. 1 as quietly as possible.The two female college students seemed to be the most normal people in the building. She really couldn't find a breakthrough point, and felt that they didn't seem to be hiding any secrets. After thinking for a while, she decided to start with Mr. Guan on the second floor. start.

He has a crush on Jessica, which is known to everyone in the building. I wonder if she can take advantage of this?
For this question, Elizabeth quickly got the answer.

"Sorry," Mr. Guan said with a distant expression, "I'm not interested in divination and wishing."

Before she could think of what to say to keep his attention, Mr. Guan had already slammed the door shut with a "boom".

Yep, another tough nut to crack.

Elizabeth sighed, feeling that she still had to discuss it with Pinkett, she shuffled towards the last house in the building - apartment No. 8 next door to her was where Abby lived.

"Abby?"

After four or five rings, there was no answer; she knocked, and called, "Are you home? I am Elizabeth."

There was still silence in Apartment 8.

It is obviously impossible for her not to be at home... Elizabeth looked in for a while along the crack of the window, but it was so dark that she couldn't see why, she knocked on the door again, but there was still no answer.She looked around and saw that the neighbors in the building seemed to be staying at home, so she reached out and quietly held the doorknob and turned it.

The door was unlocked.

Elizabeth pushed open the door and slowly walked into the cool darkness behind the door.The air in the house was stagnant and heavy, mixed with a sharp and pungent smell.

Even before she turns on the lights, she already knows what awaits her in the house.

She lightly turned on the light in the living room.

Amidst the shattered cups and plates, overturned tables and chairs, and the mess in the room, Abby's twisted corpse was displayed in the center like a work of art.There were wounds all over her body, as if a layer of skin had been swept away by the raging wind and rain; the most eye-catching thing was that her legs were spread apart, resting on the edge of the overturned sofa, and there was a pool of blood on her body It has dried up.

Elizabeth screamed.

(End of this chapter)