Zhou Xiao and Lin Lang looked over at the same time, "?"

"This instance will embody fear. The artistic youth may have been killed by his own hallucinations."

Shi Jinzhe told the two about the virtual space, "Did you find anything unusual during the past two nights? Didn't anything particularly scary happen?"

"To be honest, I'm afraid of having no money." Zhou Xiao said bluntly: "Being poor is more terrible than death. For money, I even sold my points."

His deepest fear is being poor. If it could be tangible, just thinking about it would make him feel desperate.

"I'm afraid I'll become a murderer..." Linlang said, "I really want to become stronger, but I'm also afraid I'll gradually lose my humanity in order to survive."

……

The two people's serious answers made Shi Jinzhe at a loss for words for a moment.

Their answers were too general and lacked specific concepts, making them difficult to analyze.

Linlang said to herself tiredly, "To be able to control ghosts in the virtual space, how much resentment must one have to have such an ability? Can one really have such power just because of a deformed emotion? The virtual space, the boss must be obsessed with something, so the illusion appears so real."

Obsession.

Sheh read the two words in his mind, and vaguely grasped some sense of decryption in his brain.

The possibility of obsession turning into evil is obviously greater.

She thought for a long time: "Is it possible that Xiao Zhao or Zheng Jingjing did something that made them regret, and this matter became a knot in their hearts, and finally this obsession gradually developed into an illusory space under the influence of the alienation of the world?"

"It is a possibility. If the rival's speculation is true, then the death of the literary youth will be a knot that neither of them can untie."

Time passed quickly and I glanced at the time. Before I knew it, the hands had already pointed to ten o'clock.

He quickly replaced the skill card: "It will be very dangerous tonight, prepare everything you can, we have to act when the night gets dark."

He stood beside the sofa and took Sheh's hand from the sofa, "We are on the second floor, let's go to Room 202 first."

Sheh was about to agree when he suddenly looked outside.

A piece of wood ignited by blazing flames fell quickly from the window, leaving tiny sparks a step behind and leaving hot air floating in the air.

Then, another larger piece of wood fell down with flames, and balls of jumping flames appeared from above.

"It's on fire! Put it out!"

"Hurry, hurry, room 602 is on fire! Xiao Zhao is still in the room, go and call for help!"

"Room 602 is on fire?!" Shi Jinzhe couldn't believe it. They were just saying that Xiao Zhao might be the boss, but Room 602 was on fire?

This is too sudden!

"I'll go see what's going on!" Zhou Xiao was about to go out, but was stopped by Shi Jinzhe, "There's someone in the corridor outside, aren't you afraid it's a trap?"

"But the fire outside is real?"

The fire had begun to spread, and the four people on the second floor could see black smoke rising outside.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, is there anyone else?" Old Zhao's voice was as loud as a bell, penetrating through several floors. "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The fire spread rapidly in just half a minute, and the orange flames outside were reflected into the glass on the second floor.

"You can go out now." Shi Jinzhe let go of Zhou Xiao, "Zheng Jingjing has left 202. Who of you will go to 602 to check the situation? I'm going to 202 to look for clues."

The seed he left at the door of 202 last time sent a message that Zheng Jingjing and her boyfriend had gone out to the sixth floor, and now was a good opportunity to go to 202.

“The burning sixth floor is useless, just go and see what’s going on.

"I'll go." Zhou Xiao took the lead, "You two won't be separated." As for her," Zhou Xiao pointed at Linlang, "she was threatened by Old Zhao not to go up to the sixth floor again. Something happened to Xiao Zhao, and the old man is probably in need of someone to vent his anger on. If she goes, she might not be able to come back."

Shi Jinzhe didn't hesitate and agreed immediately: "That's it."

Zhou Xiao and the other three separated at the stairs on the second floor. Linlang took the initiative to stand guard at the door of 202, while Shehe broke the lock and He Shi Jinzhe slipped into 202.

As soon as they entered the door, Shi Jinzhe and Shehe went straight to every corner where things could be hidden.

If we can find the human skin bookmark and the love poem, we can make an accurate inference about whether the literary youth and Zheng Jingjing have an affair.

Time was running out, so Shi Jinzhe released the golden vines to search every corner. The cabinets and drawers were turned upside down by the vines. In less than three minutes, the entire 202 looked like it had been robbed by robbers.

The chaos can be restored and the effect is significant.

A thin golden vine soon left under the mattress in the master bedroom and turned out several envelopes.

When he had folded it, he twisted the letter paper with his fingertips. The texture of this paper was the same as the other pieces of letter paper that the literary youth had not given out yet.

When he saw the word "Gu" signed in the lower right corner, he confirmed that this was a love poem written by a literary youth.

[The player successfully identifies a real clue. Should the Clue +3 function of the skill "Seeing the Spirit" be activated? ]

"Turn on."

Almost the next second after Shi Jinzhe finished speaking, Sheh's voice came: "Shi Jinzhe, there is a mobile phone here, use your skills to deal with it."

"immediately."

In Shi Jinzhe's eyes, there were three places in Building No. 605 that were dazzlingly bright. One was in Shehe's hand, and the other two were in 501 and respectively.

He called out, "Linlang?"

"Yes, what's up?"

"Go to the fifth floor and guard Zhou Xiao. Ask him to find a way to search the bedside table in 605 and the black wardrobe in 501."

Linlang said simply: "I'll go right away."

"Shekh, give me the phone."

He caught the phone thrown by Sheh, and used the skill [Seeing Spirits and Recognizing Spirits] to change the internal structure of the phone quickly and unlock it successfully.

The first thing that caught my eye was the chat record between Zheng Jingjing and Xiao Zhao. She was comforting Xiao Zhao not to be too sad and said a lot of things.

[It is not a pity for a person like him to die. You don't deserve to be sad for him. Uncle Zhao loves you and you have the conditions. You will definitely find someone better. Don't waste your time on him. What has he brought you over the years? ]

【But I can’t let it go. 】

[Aren't the things he did enough for you to see this person clearly? Wake up, what's so good about him? ]

[If he really cared about you, he wouldn't have let you go alone to deliver food to Uncle Zhao for such a long time, and be ridiculed by your own father without even doing anything, leaving you in a dilemma.]

[It’s okay for you to be in a bad mood for a while, but I hope you can cheer up and stop being sad for people who are not worth it. ]

I kept flipping through the post, and it was basically all Zheng Jingjing who was talking. Xiao Zhao's last reply was at five in the afternoon, and he never appeared again after that.

[Have you slept? If you are tired, take a good rest. You can call me if you need anything. ]

【Good night. 】

"Shekh, can you see things in fast motion? Come and help me look at these chat logs."

Sheh walked over and took a look: "You can try it."

So Shi Jinzhe began to scroll through the chat history quickly, and the words on the screen were all turned into afterimages.

These text dialog boxes passed through Sheh's field of vision, and her eyes played them in slow motion, recording the high-speed text and language into her brain.

She kept repeating the words one by one, until her thumb was almost cramped from scratching. Suddenly, she called out, "Go back a little."

Time goes back to the previous location, the date is two years ago, the chat record was sent by Zheng Jingjing.

[Have you given up? He doesn't reject any woman. 】

In a flash, I remembered a sentence that a group of playboys loved to say a long time ago.

"Sincerity cannot stand the test. Why did she have to find a woman to test me?"

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