The male protagonist survives in the infinite game by supporting his wife

Shi Jinzhe did not comment on this, but tapped the scepter back and forth with his fingers.

The scepter did not absorb any negative energy and did not contain any special impurities. These two people were real players and were not replaced by ghosts.

He asked: "What happened to the escaping player? Can you tell me more about it?"

Zhou Xiao glanced at the scepter. This kind of prop was very rare. Being able to be carried for a long time meant that it could continue to work. Props with similar effects in the mall were all priced above two thousand points, but he had never seen a scepter in the prop mall even though he looked through it every day.

If it wasn't bought from the item mall, then it was the result of a two-word skill condensation, or dropped from a high-difficulty dungeon. In any case, the man in front of him was most likely a big shot.

In order to make friends, Zhou Xiao answered truthfully: "He revealed his weakness and was discovered by the ghosts here. It was his first time and he had no experience. The ghost tricked him into opening the door and also exposed the player's identity."

Shi Jinzhe asked again: "How did that person die?"

"He's not dead." Zhou Xiao was worried when he mentioned this. He lit a cigarette. "He was replaced by a ghost. This is just to avoid the player who has nothing to ask for and chose the worst one. If it were to pick a stronger one, I'm not sure if the ghost would take this opportunity to leave the dungeon."

The guy with the buzz cut next to him thought it was unlikely: "Can the system allow this? In this case, it should be considered as a mission failure and be directly eliminated. Even if it is a player with points, it will check it."

"I'm just saying." Zhou Xiao took a deep puff of his cigarette, "You better be careful. That ghost thing is living in the same room with you now. I think the ghosts here are quite strong. One ghost-exorcising talisman is not enough."

"We will pay attention." Shi Jinzhe held Shehe's hand and looked at her affectionately while speaking, as if the painful survival game in the eyes of others was not as important as his love.

Shehe was speechless, but still cooperated and leaned on Shi Jinzhe's shoulder, saying: "It's just a ghost, very simple."

The straightforward tone of the statement is as if the person is saying that crushing an ant is no big deal, and he doesn't even bother to brag about it.

"Yes, I feel assured of my safety with you here."

The two of them sang in unison, and the image of an invincible boss who didn't take the copy seriously soon became real.

After Shi Jinzhe finished his performance, he smiled apologetically at Zhou Xiao and the others, "Excuse me, I don't have the mood to go through the dungeon right now, I just want to get out as soon as possible."

This is what I said...

Zhou Xiao sounded weird, as if he was in Versailles.

The guy with the buzz cut asked back, "Then why didn't you show up yesterday?"

"We were busy with other things today, and were only pulled in to save the day tonight by the dungeon."

At this time, the real and fake items were mixed together. The silver space ring and the golden vine ring on the finger were placed on the crystal. The bright purple light shone on them, making them particularly dazzling, which greatly increased the value of the word "rescue".

Huang Zhuoqiu's words made Shi Jinzhe realize the problem of number of players. Although Zhou Xiao had not recognized all the players, it was necessary to solve Shehe's problem to avoid unnecessary complications.

The ghost has already replaced someone else. If he and Sheh don't show up for one day, they will definitely be suspected of being replaced by ghosts.

Huang Zhuoqiu, as a ghost, is suspicious, and the living players are also suspicious. Both sides are on guard against him, so he will encounter greater resistance when obtaining clues.

Instead of making excuses, it is better to admit that you were just one day late.

The reason of saving the situation is very appropriate. The premise of saving is that one has sufficient ability to use the word "save".

People always admire the strong. Progress lost for one day cannot be recovered, but he can get clues from the players who experienced yesterday.

Zhou Xiao was puzzled: "Can I start the dungeon again?"

Shi Jinzhe said: "Of course, otherwise how would I get in."

"Hurry up." Sheh impatiently lifted his hair, revealing the ring on his hand: "If you don't go looking for ghosts now, then give me a plate of osmanthus mochi to replenish my energy."

"Osmanthus mochi...?" Zhou Xiao was wondering if this was a bit too casual, when he saw Shi Jinzhe take out a plate of osmanthus mochi out of thin air and give it to Shehe.

After taking one, he handed out two more to himself and Ban Cun.

The fragrance of osmanthus penetrated into his nostrils, the mochi was soft and sticky, and when Shehe put it into his mouth, Zhou Xiao could imagine how delicious it must be.

The two people who hadn't eaten properly all day couldn't help but drool as they imagined the soft mochi flowing between their lips and teeth.

"For us?"

Shi Jinzhe handed it forward and said, "Take it and eat it."

There was too much food dropped in the previous copy. Shehe ate so much that he felt sick but couldn’t finish it.

Zhou Xiao and Ban Cun handed it over with both hands: "Thank you..."

Shi Jinzhe relaxed his body and leaned against the wall: "I came late, and some things are still unclear. Are you interested in talking to me? Maybe I can provide some ideas, and we can leave here earlier together."

Zhou Xiao paused while eating. There is indeed no free lunch in the world.

He glanced at the gold rings on the two people's fingers. At that time, they looked like plain circles, but now they had blossomed into golden flowers.

After the two golden rings bloomed, they turned into thin vines that entwined themselves with each other, inseparable, just like hands held together.

Zhou Xiao understood that all he had in his hands were props...

A man should be grateful for what he has received. If he doesn't reveal the clues today, he will not be able to escape from these two people.

After swallowing the mochi, he confessed honestly, "In fact, there are not many clues. We have been asking around for a whole day, but we haven't found out a single murder case. No one has died in this building, and there are not even any groundless rumors."

The buzz cut echoed, "That's right. Forget solving the mystery. We don't even have a clue where the murder is."

Sheh: "Is this all you have found after a day of inquiry?"

Zhou Xiao: ...

It seemed like he was considered useless, even though he had already gone through eight dungeons.

Shi Jinzhe's attitude was softer than Sheh's: "It's okay. You can think about it slowly until you remember it. Don't worry, I'm here with you."

"..." Zhou Xiao cleared his throat twice: "That... there is one more thing, this building belongs to the resident in 705, and everyone here is his tenant."

"Be more specific." Sheh listened and glanced outside the soundproofing props.

"A divorced man who lives alone, in his fifties. His daughter and son-in-law also live in this building, in room 603. They have been married for ten years and I heard they have a good relationship."

"continue."

“Alas…” Zhou Xiao knew he couldn’t win, so he kept a calm mind.

While these two were still willing to use courtesy before force, rather than torture, he told them everything he had heard:

"Today when we went downstairs, we ran into a couple living in 202 who were arguing. The woman's neck was bruised from being strangled. The couple living in 603 even came downstairs to break up the fight. They seemed to be high school classmates, and they all knew each other..."

"…call…"

An unexpected exhalation interrupted Zhou Xiao. He quickly looked back and saw the ghost that replaced the escaping player standing behind him.

"What are you doing here? Can you take me with you?"