Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1407 The First Story

If the baby next door kept crying, she was going crazy.

Is there no milk for it to eat?Are you refusing to change its diaper?The baby is howling all the time, and the parents are not ashamed at all, not worried about disturbing the neighbors?

Wanted to cover that baby's face with a pillow.She tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, and her drowsiness had long since been burned away by anger—this game venue was a dilapidated cheap apartment, and she couldn't even take a nap.

The neighbor's door on the other side opened, and a roar echoed down the corridor. "Stop it with a pacifier, it's too noisy!"

That's right, Yanhuang thought to himself.Her husband happened to pass by the bedroom door and walked to the other side, and she hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

She can't sleep now, but the baby's crying has stopped.

According to the role description, her husband, Heipeng, recently took a long leave from the hospital and stayed at home every day, but it was just because he was tired and wanted to take a rest.When she saw this, she thought, how can there be such a willful person after entering the society to work?
When she saw her goal, she understood.

The goal of customs clearance is simple and simple, she has to "successfully survive 30 days" - why is it possible that she can't survive 30 days?In most of the murders in the world, the first suspect is always the spouse of the deceased, right?Otherwise, who else in this building has a reason to kill her?And my character handbook also said, "There have been a lot of problems between the husband and wife recently", and it has become so unpleasant. If you don't hide from work, you still have to stay with her 24 hours a day. Strange.

The pressure on her life is probably not small. Her short-term goal is to "convince others to believe in herself and help herself survive 30 days safely".Thinking about it this way, her husband was the only suspect as a suspect—he was the only candidate, and Yanhuang needed to convince others.

"Are you awake? Lunch is ready," Heipeng poked his head in and said softly, "How's your appetite today?"

Yan Huang sneered in his heart.She turned around slowly and said, "...I don't want to eat it yet. Put it in the microwave first. When I want to eat it, I will heat it up."

He looked her up and down with his eyes, maybe he was disappointed after being forced back, and then he smiled and said: "Well, don't wait too long, you still have to take medicine after meals. By the way, your medicine is almost finished, I Ask colleagues to send some over in the afternoon."

According to the dosage of 2 pills at a time, twice a day, she flushed those bottles of medicine into the toilet and food waste grinder bit by bit, but he didn't know it.

Of course, this information is also written in the character manual.

The goal of the role of the husband must be to kill herself, and she has little doubt about it.The question is how and when he intends to do it.There are many eyes and ears in this building, and most of them are idle people who don't have to go to work, and their work and rest are very chaotic; if he rashly starts at home, it will be difficult to find a suitable time to dispose of the corpse afterwards.

Yan Huang sat motionless on the bed for half an hour, when someone knocked on the door.Heipeng went to open the door and heard the conversation, it seemed to be the chattering fake psychic upstairs.

"Could some of our neighbors go sit down?" In the chaotic conversation, Heipeng's questioning voice made her hear clearly. "This...you may not know about Xiao Huang's situation..."

Again.

In her role introduction, it is clearly written: Recently, she has noticed that her husband is spreading lies about her among the neighbors, saying that she is not mentally well and needs to rest... Of course, none of these are true of.In fact, after all, it can be summed up in one sentence, "Don't believe what she said."

Deliberately leaving her alone and helpless, what other good intentions can there be?

"Perhaps proper socializing would help..." The psychic didn't give up.

Yanhuang suddenly got excited and had an idea.She must first prove that she has no mental problems before she can continue to prove that her husband has mischief against her, so as to gain the trust and help of others.With the pressure of outside supervision, the goal of surviving 30 days will be much easier-now there is an opportunity for others to understand the situation, which is naturally the best.

She opened the door and rushed into the living room, which surprised the psychic—"Elizabeth, what do you want us to do?"

"Just sit down, drink tea, and chat." Elizabeth said to her, "At 03:30 this afternoon, there are others coming too."

As expected of Elizabeth, she specially picked a time that doesn't match up and doesn't have to entertain meals. "Who is going?"

"Those two college students, Mr. Guan, Abby..." the psychic said, "Miss Chen and Grandma Pingke are also here. I haven't seen the barbecue, and no one answered when I knocked on the door."

Maybe he was drunk again.Yan Huang pretended to think about it, and said to her husband: "Then I will go too, I don't want to be bored at home all the time."

Heipeng looked at her, hesitated to speak.If she hadn't read the character manual and knew his secret plan, she might have been deceived by this sincere worry; if she didn't act again, everyone would have believed his lie.

"What time is it?" Yan Huang looked at his watch, "Hey, there is still more than an hour. Otherwise, I will go up with you first. I have always been interested in that crystal ball, and I want to take a look at it." Palmistry..." She turned to her husband and said, "Let's meet at her house at 03:30."

As long as she could get rid of her husband for a while, it would be a trivial matter to spread the word.However, Heipeng immediately shook his head and said, "Don't go out alone, wait for me to come with you."

Yanhuang felt her face twitch a few times - Heipeng guarded her like a thief, and didn't take her eyes off her body. She felt that if she stayed in bed for an hour, he could walk back and forth from the door ten times.

"I'm just going upstairs, what's there to worry about?" She said coldly, "Either you come with me now, and don't make me wait for you."

Heipeng smiled apologetically at the psychic, looking helpless.Yanhuang regretted it a bit, and gave him a chance to show off for nothing, making himself seem very unreasonable; but at least he couldn't just follow along.Heipeng nodded and said: "Then...Elizabeth, Xiao Huang will be counting on you. If you need anything, just call me."

After she followed Elizabeth out the door, she turned her head and listened, pressing her ear to the door panel for a few seconds, and felt that Heipeng was not in the living room; when she turned her head, she found that the psychic was looking at her in surprise.

She weighed it in her heart.Elizabeth is in her 30s and is always alone, as if she has no relatives or friends in this world, and if she is missing, no one will look for her.

"Have you had lunch?" Yan Huang asked intentionally. "I remembered that my family has a lot of food, would you like some?"

Elizabeth, the character, never shakes her head at the free lunch: "Thank you so much, it's all over, I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Well, just wait for me." Yan Huang slowly and silently opened a crack in the door, and looked around.Hei Peng was not in the living room, and she didn't know what she was doing in the house; she quickly slipped into the kitchen, poured all the lunch into a box lightly, and slipped out quickly.

As soon as the door closed behind her, she immediately stuffed the box into Elizabeth's arms.

"Have you eaten?" the other party asked.

"I've eaten." Yanhuang didn't feel hungry, and she didn't feel hungry for a long time. "You can come to our house for lunch and dinner every day if you want."

Elizabeth's face was shining, as if she was afraid that she would go back on her word, she agreed. "No problem, great, don't you include breakfast?"

You're welcome.However, Yanhuang knew that she would agree - how can this woman have any psychic ability, the strongest ability is probably Cengfan; she just needs Elizabeth to do one thing, which is to make black friends for herself every day. Eat it.

Elizabeth was holding the lunch box like a baby, and was about to go upstairs when she suddenly glanced at Hu's Barbecue House.

"Don't worry about it, that person is probably already drunk," Yanhuang said, "that's why he won't drink tea."

In the character introduction of Barbecue Hu, it is written that he is addicted to alcohol, and he is often drunk before noon; he has a temper after drinking, and has quarreled with other neighbors several times because of the baby's crying.

Elizabeth let out a "hmm", and didn't know if she listened or not. "Let's go," she straightened her expression, and looked a bit like a serious person.

When I walked up to the second floor, Pink in Apartment 6 was sitting outside playing a war game.Elizabeth greeted him, and when she led Yanhuang to the No. 7 apartment, she kept introducing her various psychic abilities and the inconvenience these abilities brought to her... Yanhuang could hear I rolled my eyes again and again in my heart.This purpose is too obvious, who would really believe that she is a psychic?
When she came to the door of Apartment No. 7, Elizabeth put the lunch box under her arm, and looked for the key in her pocket with the other hand.Yan Huang stood in front of the French windows next to the door—every house has a similar structure, and the curtains of each house are drawn, Elizabeth is no exception—he glanced boredly, and suddenly his eyes jumped. There was a pause under the curtain.

...isn't that right?
At this moment, the door lock finally opened with a "click".Elizabeth invited her into the house while saying: "Not only these, I have also faced ghosts..."

Yan Huang turned a deaf ear to her nagging, and immediately turned her head as soon as she entered the door, staring at the French windows next to the door.

Should I tell Elizabeth?

If she did, would she confirm the rumors that she was mentally unstable?

"What's wrong?" the psychic asked.

Yan Huang opened his eyes wide, stared at her for a few seconds, then scanned the room again.Elizabeth didn't seem to notice anything was wrong.

"Do you live alone?" She asked for confirmation.

"Yes."

"Then...you didn't see it?" Yan Huang pointed at the curtain and stammered, "Just now... when you opened the door just now, there were a pair of bare feet standing under the curtain."

　I’m really sorry everyone, I thought I could survive last night, but I fell asleep twice, and it was already 9:[-] when I just opened my eyes... The anti-theft chapter was put on for too long, I’ll wait until I finish writing it next time (this This time I really thought I could survive it, but I didn’t expect it to be like being drugged, I fell asleep without brushing my teeth)
　
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