Game of Destiny: This player is different.

There are many paper piercing artifacts scattered inside.

Paper bed, paper boat, paper man...

Seeing the paper figurine, Qin Nuo frowned slightly, and couldn't help but think of the task that Happiness Crematorium encountered.

Didn’t I come across paper figurines who came back to life?

Strong and powerful, it can completely suppress LV6 players.

"Some places are blocked and you can't see them. It would be great if you could go in."

The task was not triggered, and Qin Nuo turned off the title skill a little disappointed.

But things have never been smooth sailing.

That being the case, there is no need to stay here any longer.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a person stepped out of the ambulance.

His face was haggard and pale.

As soon as he stepped out of the ambulance, he staggered and fell to the ground.

After being helped up by the policeman next to him, he muttered to himself.

He tried to rush into the store several times, but was stopped.

"Hey, seeing my wife die, my mind is not normal."

An old man sighed, as if he had come here.

Upon hearing this, Qin Nuo set her eyes on the man.

The title skill is turned on again.

This time, he made a discovery.

Chapter 175 Paper Figures (3)

With the support of the police, Mao Sanwei walked towards the police car in a nonchalant manner.

From an angle that no one could see, a half-finger-high paper figurine emerged from the gap in the collar at some point.

When Qin Nuo used the title skill to observe, the thin paper man actually smiled at him, and then got into the clothes again.

As if feeling some discomfort behind, Mao Sanwei stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his neck.

"what?"

Qin Nuo narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the back of the other party until he got into the police car.

The moment the car door closed, a system notification sounded in my ear.

[Task trigger conditions have been met]

[Task Type: Regular Task]

[Task Name: Paperman]

[Mission Objective: Go to Room 20, Building 802, Blue Classic Community, Dongcheng District, and solve the supernatural incident in Mao Sanwei's home]

[Task time limit: two hours]

[Task objective 1: 400 experience points]

[Mission Objective 2: 300 Game Coins]

[Task Reward: Normal Quality Random Item*1]

Sure enough.

Without changing his face, Qin Nuo slowly withdrew from the crowd of onlookers.

Stroll to the green belt to retrieve the shared bicycle and set off towards the target location.

Blue Classic Community is only four streets away from Yanbei Road, not too far away.

Compared with the previous missions, the rewards for this mission are much less, obviously the difficulty will not be too high.

So the enemy will not be too strong.

But it's not strong...just relative to the player.

Ordinary people estimate that there are ten deaths and no life.

Turn on the mobile phone navigation and ride all the way.

Soon, Qin Nuo came to the vicinity of the blue classic community.

This neighborhood is quite old.

The walls of the floor are covered with rustic red square tiles, and the gaps between the tiles are full of black stains left by the erosion of rainwater and moss growing wantonly.

It is broken, but the price is not low, starting at 2 per square meter, which is quite sought-after.

After many homeowners buy, they will rent out the room.

After all, it is very close to the cancer hospital, and many family members of patients will choose to rent a house nearby so that they can go to the hospital to take care of their family members.

In addition, the old community has another advantage.

That is, there are few surveillance cameras.

Qin Nuo parked the shared bicycle, turned around and walked into a dark alley.

After confirming that there is no one around, he easily climbed over the two-meter-high wall and moved quickly under the shadow of the green trees.

"As the immediate family member of the deceased, Mao Sanwei must be taken back to make a record. Although he has an alibi, it is impossible for the police not to search his home.

I need to complete the task as quickly as possible before the police arrive. "

Qin Nuo walked lightly, like a ghost.

According to the detailed address given in the task briefing, according to the map, 20 buildings were found without much effort.

Because it is an old community, the residential population is mainly tenants.

Except for the dim lights in the homes of some residents, the whole community was quiet.

He glanced at the surveillance probe at the entrance of the building.

Not even connected to the power supply, pure fake style.

Smiling, he stepped directly into it and climbed up the stairs.

The third floor, the fifth floor, and the eighth floor.

Arrived.

Sticking his body against the anti-theft door, he took out a wire with his left hand and inserted it into the keyhole.

Ten seconds later, with a soft "click", the door was pried open.

"Since it is a supernatural event, there must be ghosts and monsters in it."

Qin Nuo opened the door a gap and slipped in without a sound.

While closing the anti-theft door, the frying pan appeared in his palm.

In indoor battles, the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Gun can't be used at all, and short weapons are still needed.

The room was pitch black, but the direction could be barely made out.

"where?"

He muttered to himself, slowing down and looking around.

Living room, bathroom, kitchen, study...

Qin Nuo spared no room.

Just as he was about to open the door of the side bedroom.

"Husband, are you back?"

Suddenly, a shout came from the master bedroom next to it.

Through the mirror in the living room, Qin Nuo could clearly see that behind the half-opened door of the master bedroom... there was an extra figure of a woman.

Wei Jiajia is dead, and Mao Sanwei is still in the police station.

The answer is self-evident.

Exhaling a foul breath, Qin Nuo didn't change his face, and gave a vague "hmm".

"I thought there was a thief in the house."

The woman came out of the master bedroom.

The limp body came close, and hugged him tightly with his arms: "Just now you went out without saying a word, what did you do?"

Light and fluffy, hardly feel the slightest weight.

Qin Nuoyi was bold and didn't attack immediately, but replied in a deep voice: "Buy the pot."

As he spoke, he raised the pan in his hand.

"Frying pan? What are you buying this for?"

"..."

Qin Nuo slowly turned his head and met the eyes of the woman who was holding him.

The face is as white as paper, and the blush is bright.

He was obviously still talking, but his mouth kept a strange arc and never moved.

The facial features painted with a brush are lifelike.

Especially those eyes, there is a breath of life.

The joints of the limbs made of pasted paper are not only not stiff, but can also move freely and bend like a living person.

Are the paper figurines so anthropomorphic now...

"Who are you?! Why did you appear in my house?"

The paper figurine who found something was wrong let go of his arms, and took two steps back, his tone suddenly became gloomy: "Where is my husband?"

Qin Nuo remained expressionless and did not answer.

However, the yang, zhigang, zhenqi overflowing from the body and the raised frying pan have already explained the idea.

Feeling threatened, a paper knife appeared in the paper figurine's hand at some point.

Under the light of night projected from the window, it exudes a chilling light.

The two blush on the cheeks became more and more intense, so rich that it made people feel suffocated.

"Are you here to kill me?"

No tongue, no teeth, no vocal cords, but she can speak like a living person.

If Mao Sanwei were here, he would definitely be able to hear it.

This is the voice of his wife Wei Jiajia.

Qin Nuo was too lazy to talk nonsense, and stepped on the sole of his foot.

The body shot out like a cannonball, holding the pan and sweeping towards the paper figurine!

The surging Nine Yang True Qi adhering to the pot has a natural restraint against the filthy and evil things, and the ink on the paper figurine will show signs of melting just by getting close to it.

Seeing that he started without saying a word, the ghost hurriedly raised the paper knife and blocked it in front of the frying pan.

The bottom of the pot attached to the yang to masculinity is wrapped in a strong wind.

There were no fancy extra movements hitting the paper knife, making a dull "DUANG, DUANG" sound.

Under the heavy blow, the paper figurine backed up a few steps one after another, and the paper knife in his hand was like chewing gum that had been lubricated, losing its hardness and lying limp in his hand.

Without a weapon, she made a move to flee.

How could Qin Nuo let it go.

Followed step by step, waving the frying pan and shouting mercilessly.