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Chapter 100 The Fake Infant Will Be in Your Room Tonight
He heard Song Wanyao's voice coming from behind him.

Ji Yi smiled faintly and said to Will, "It seems a girl wants to ask me out tonight, so I won't keep her company."

Having said that, Ji Yi calmly turned around.

The petite beauty who came into view was dressed in a decent but not too bulky and gorgeous dress, with exquisite and beautiful makeup.

If the maximum score is 10, and Miss Cat can only give it 3 points, then Song Wanyao in front of her is undoubtedly a super beauty with a score of 9.

She's worth three Miss Cats!
Oh right, that's not how it's calculated.

Ji Yi put on a fake smile and walked calmly toward Song Wanyao.

Although Ji Yi is now penniless, she did live a comfortable life for a long time.

Therefore, in this situation, he can make himself appear generous and proper, at least not as helpless as a loser.

"Do you know that person?"

Song Wanyao glanced at Will with a seemingly casual look in her eyes.

"We just met today. He said I have a dignified appearance and an extraordinary demeanor, and he wants to introduce his daughter to me."

"Hehe." Song Wanyao covered her mouth and chuckled.

"You're getting better and better at telling jokes. My sister doesn't usually laugh, so she needs someone to make her happy."

As she spoke, Song Wanyao naturally took Ji Yi's arm.

"Let's dance later, does Brother Ji know how to dance?"

"A little bit."

Ji Yi straightened her back with a calm expression and strolled leisurely with Song Wanyao towards the center of the square.

There's no curfew tonight, it's destined to be a joyous night.

at the same time.

After being disguised with special effects makeup, Xie Jiayi appeared at the banquet with great composure.

As the saying goes, "the darkest place is under the lamp," and outside the meeting hall, many spies were conducting a high-intensity search, while inside, everything was peaceful.

As for why there were fake search agents outside the venue...

Needless to say, the fake man who died in Room 401 was killed by Xie Jiayi, whose identity had been exposed, in order to obtain a temporary shelter. This matter had already been revealed by the fake man, Chang Tan.

The problem is that there seems to be another man who looks just like Feng Yu who is helping Xie Jiayi.

Who could he be? Another real person? Nobody knows, but we must investigate.

The disappearance of Xie Feilan today is also a major point of contention.

She has been living in the apartment for a long time, so it's unlikely she's alive. Why did she disappear? If she's dead, who killed her, and where is her body?

The undercurrents behind the gala were terrifying; no one knew what Song Wanyao was plotting.

"Want to dance?"

Xie Jiayi saw Song Wanyao and Ji Yi with their arms around each other's waists and shoulders from afar, both of them smiling brightly.

Ji Yi's acting was so good that it was as if she had truly betrayed the regime.

She unconsciously bit her lip and gradually left the venue.

Having confirmed that Ji Yi's operation went smoothly, it was time for me to investigate a key point within the instance.

A fake baby.

That fake person I overlooked back then.

She deduced that the fake baby was probably still in the apartment complex, and that the fake baby was likely intricately connected to the entire instance.

Otherwise, the normal difficulty dungeon wouldn't have jumped to the nightmare level in just one year.

"As far as I remember, that thing was in Unit 1 of Zone 1. I don't know if it's still there."

Xie Jiayi walked calmly down the night road.

Occasionally, when she encountered search personnel that she couldn't avoid, she would pretend to be one of the patrol members as well.

As long as the appearance doesn't match and the emotions don't show any abnormalities, there won't be any problems.

Soon, she began to wander around in a pretentious manner.

We arrived at Unit 1 of Zone 1.

This place is very close to the community entrance; standing in the lobby, you can see two meticulous security guards at the entrance.

The two security guards stood motionless like wooden sculptures, their facial features extremely disproportionate. But judging from their appearance, they seemed no different from low-level imposters.

However, it would be a big mistake to judge combat strength based solely on this.

Even now, Xie Jiayi and Ji Yi cannot think of any way to directly break through the door.

Walk through the hall and into the corridor.

The doors to the rows of rooms were all locked.

Xie Jiayi took out a wire from her body.

After returning from the island nation's ghost stories instance, she spent some time learning lock picking and achieved some success.

"But it would be too slow to pry them open one by one to check them."

Looking at the doors, which were almost identical except for the house number.

She narrowed her eyes and began to observe her surroundings.

Based on the smoothness of the floor and the polishing of the door locks, one room showed very slight signs of damage—that was room 101.

"Judging from the signs of wear and tear, this room is the only one that stands out; it looks like very few people have been in or out of it. Let's pry it open and take a look."

She inserted the wire into the keyhole, and with a few soft clicks, the lock opened seven or eight seconds later.

Pushing open the door, the lights inside were on, and the red light shone into the entryway, making it look rather eerie.

The room seems to be lit up all year round, but for some reason, it uses this eerie lighting.

It's really not simple.

Hsieh Chia-yi entered the room quietly.

He closed the door behind him and tiptoed into the room.

The space here is much larger than expected. I don't know if it's due to some kind of visual deception in the building's exterior, or if some supernatural force has been introduced.

Her intuition told her that she hadn't come to the wrong place.

Passing through the entryway, you enter the living room.

hum!
Upon seeing the scene in the living room, my mind went completely blank!
The "dolls" were scattered throughout the room. The bald male and female "dolls" had empty and eerie eyes, and their limbs and skin were twisted and strange in their own way.

Some of them were arranged neatly, while others were placed randomly on the ground.

With the red lighting inside, the scene resembled a slaughterhouse.

Hsieh Chia-yi's heart skipped a beat, and then began to pound wildly after she came to her senses.

These are like the stone that vomited out its soul—no, like Xie Feilan—the most primitive state of a pseudo-human.

Hollow, as if it were a dead object, with unknown material and structure.

Only after confirming that these things wouldn't move did Xie Jiayi feel a little relieved.

We definitely came to the right place.

Passing through the horrifying living room, there was a wooden door with the character "福" (fortune) pasted on it.

It looked somewhat old and clashed with the style of the apartment building. She walked over slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible.

The door was unlocked.

Push the door open.

Only one table lamp was lit in the room, emitting a warm and nostalgic yellow light.

A table lamp illuminated a crib.

On the bed, the adorable baby was sucking its fingers, looking at Xie Jiayi.
Laughed.

After signing in at the party, the imposter Feng Yu hurriedly left.

Because of what happened last night, he was reprimanded and punished by Song Wanyao.

Even though it wasn't him who did it at all.

He had absolutely no clue about the person who appeared out of nowhere and looked exactly like him.

We haven't had any suspicious tenants recently, everything is normal.

He felt a little frustrated.

As one of the top-tier pseudo-humans, one is capable of experiencing the sophisticated emotion of depression.

I quickly returned to Unit 1 of Zone 1.

Just as he was preparing to return to his room, as usual, to enjoy the same freedom and solitude as humans.

Feng Yu glanced at the ground and noticed a long hair.

Its smooth, lustrous color is just like a real human hair.

Did the cleaning staff not clean properly?

Feng Yu bent down, picked up the strand of hair, and examined it closely. The hair follicle was still attached to the root of the hair. Almost no fake person could achieve this level of disguise.

The more subtle the details, the more skill is required to achieve a similar resemblance.

I looked up and glanced at the house number.

Room 101.

He frowned slightly and looked down at the doorknob.

On an ordinary human body, a few tiny metal scratches would be almost imperceptible, but he was a fake human.

Crash.

He took out the keychain from his waist and picked up the key with the 101 tag. Click.

Open the door.

The red light shone on Feng Yu's face, making it appear unusually gloomy.

Da da da.

The leather shoes made a soft sound on the floor as Feng Yu went straight to the door with the character "福" (fortune) pasted on it.

The wooden door was ajar, and you could see what appeared to be a woman's figure inside.

Feng Yu frowned even more deeply.

He pushed open the door.

The woman seemed to only then hear the noise behind her and turned her head.

Feng Yu was taken aback: "Manager Song, what are you doing here?"

Hopefully, she won't need the [Disguise].

After all, the cooldown is built into the equipment and won't be reset when the player changes.

They can't stay in this instance for long at all; the 24-hour cooldown of the mask means it won't take them long to use it.

At this moment, Ji Yi held Song Wanyao's soft and slender waist, but his mind was free of any impure thoughts.

Firstly, this occasion is too important.

Secondly, Song Wanyao's oppressive presence was too strong; he would rather have a reaction to a fake like Xie Feilan than dare to have any thoughts about Song Wanyao.

[You forgot one thing: mainly because she's short, skinny, and has no breasts or buttocks.]

Ji Yi: "."

There might be a tiny bit of a reason.

"Why are you so distracted while dancing? Is something on your mind?"

Ji Yi's rhythm was not wrong, but Song Wanyao still noticed his blank expression.

'That's strange. All the other imposters with this Sima-like face are fine, so why am I the one who's so easily discovered?'

Ji Yi had a blank, expressionless face:

"I'm a little nervous dancing with such a beautiful woman like you for the first time."

"hehe."

Song Wanyao's smile was very pleasant.

"Brother Ji is becoming more and more like a human being."

Ji Yi: "Thank you for the compliment."

"You're already this nervous just dancing with me, so what would you do if you were with my sister? You'd be completely exhausted in three seconds! She's even prettier than me."

Ji Yi: "?"

There are too many flaws to even begin to describe.

For you to say something like that to someone as beautiful as Miss Cat, you must be a really good friend.

"Okay, you must be tired after jumping for so long. Let's take a break."

"it is good."

During a break.

Ji Yi quietly pressed the medicine in her pocket again.

With each dose of the drug entering the body, the duration of the steroid's effects was reversed once again.

This was a banquet that lasted a long time.

Ji Yi wasn't simply indulging in pleasure; while dancing, he tried to extract some information from Song Wanyao.

Meanwhile, he glanced around casually, observing any subtle changes in the atmosphere of the meeting room.

Unfortunately, they gained nothing.

Song Wanyao's words were nothing but trivial matters of daily life, or she was recommending her sister to Ji Yi.

It makes it seem like Miss Cat is truly a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, and the moon hide its face in shame.

From Ji Yi's aesthetic point of view, this is the only way to describe it:

Remove the head and you can flush.

After all, her figure is undeniably stunning.

As the various programs of the gala progressed...

Ji Yi increasingly felt that this place was really nice, and even had a sense of being part of a big family.

This made Ji Yi realize that she had to clear the level quickly.

Mr. Will left the banquet midway through the event, at some point.

I didn't take it too seriously.

The grand event finally came to an end just before 11 p.m.

Ji Yi mustered her courage and approached Song Wanyao:
"May I come to your room tonight?"

Song Wanyao's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief: "What are you doing in my room?"

Ji Yi answered bluntly: "You said you were helping your sister inspect the goods, but you haven't finished inspecting them yet. If they look good but are useless, wouldn't your sister be very dissatisfied?"

[Oh, my old buddy, even though I know you're acting, your scumbag comments still made me want to vomit. By the way, how do I vomit from my eyes? Shall I cry for you?]

Song Wanyao was taken aback at first.

Then a sly smile appeared on his lips.

"You're such a jerk, I'll never like you."

Ji Yi: "Then, just let her not know."

Song Wanyao giggled: "Okay!"

After 11 o'clock.

The lively banquet has ended.

Song Wanyao held Ji Yi's arm as they strolled toward District 7.

She smiled happily:
“You know what? When my sister and I used to go shopping, everyone would say that we were both very pretty.”

Ji Yi: "That's very discerning."

Song Wanyao's tone gradually lowered:

"But do you know what? All those bad men outside are eyeing my sister to add her on WeChat. Even if they add me, it's just out of politeness. That's so unfair."

Yes, I can imagine that scene.

Aside from good looks, the only thing that can attract men is a strong sense of justice.

In addition, since Miss Cat is not particularly attractive, she will definitely give men the feeling that she is "easy to get".

Ji Yi: "That's very unfair."

Song Wanyao ignored Ji Yi's perfunctory attitude:
"But today, you actually invited me behind my sister's back. I'm really happy. Even though it's because you haven't met her yet, and even though you're not a real human, I still feel a little smug. It's like I've finally surpassed my sister in terms of charm."

Ji Yi: "That's very happy."

"."

Room 404, Unit 2, Block 7.

Perhaps it's because the apartments in this area are newly built, and the rooms are larger than those in other areas.

The soft double bed wasn't as tidy as Ji Yi had imagined.

Various worn clothes were piled up haphazardly, and you could also see very girly lace stockings casually draped on the indoor clothes rack.

That's very anthropomorphic.

This is the most human-like place to live.

The messy yet clean environment makes you feel as if you're actually making a surprise visit to a young girl's boudoir.

There's no sense of being fake, bizarre, or false at all.

Ji Yi couldn't help but feel relaxed.

This sense of relaxation gave Yun Chang the strength to lift his head.

"Excuse me, the room is a bit messy, let me tidy it up."

Song Wanyao simply picked up the clothes and casually stuffed them into the wardrobe, instantly making the bed neat and tidy.

"Brother Ji, you're so tall, lie down quickly."

'Even lying down, it's still high.'

Ji Yi mentally complained, but obediently lay down.

I'm still so nervous.

Last time it was interrupted halfway through, so I guess no one will come this time.

Yo-shi.

Ji Yi lay comfortably on the bed.

"Brother Ji, wait a moment, I'm going to the bathroom to change my clothes."

Ji Yi: "Okay, I'll be waiting for you."

　The big one is coming.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)