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After knowing his brother's true identity, Chen Xuan no longer had so many concerns.

"There are a total of ten players participating in this dungeon. We have four here, and the other side... should be six."

Although this copy separated the players, Chen Xuan felt that the fact that there were more players on the other side was not necessarily a good thing.

Sang Yu wiped all the blood off her hands, then looked at Chen Xuan: "The monster has been dealt with. I'm going to go to the old man's house next door to take a look. Do you want to come with me?"

Although there is not much significance for Chen Xuan to go, it is at least free labor.

Chen Xuan wished that he could be inseparable from Sang Yu, and nodded hurriedly: "Go, of course."

The information they knew in the corridor came from their neighbors next door.

However, the neighbor is a monster, so what he said... is questionable.

Perhaps the real clue is hidden in his home.

The two walked out of the room, and Chen Xuan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the master bedroom.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Chen Xuan raised a mocking smile: "These two people are good at hiding."

However...it is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm.

Chen Xuan withdrew his gaze and left home with Sang Yu.

"Squeak-"

The old door was opened, making an abrupt sound in the darkness.

The sensor lights in the corridor lit up, and the faint light briefly drove away the darkness.

The elevator next door is running and the floor is displayed as 2nd floor.

Chen Xuan glanced at the elevator suspiciously: "Who is taking the elevator at night?"

The monster will take off its disguise at night and look for food.

There's a good chance that the person in the elevator is... another monster!

This community is really unsafe. Who knows how many monsters exist in one apartment building.

Just as Chen Xuan was daydreaming, Sang Yu had already pushed open the door opposite.

An indescribable stench instantly hit me in the face.

Sang Yu raised his hand to fan the air in front of his nose and pushed the door open further.

The old man's house was full of garbage. In one corner were discarded beverage bottles, miscellaneous cardboard boxes, and all kinds of dirty clothes...

There was barely a few places to step on the dirty and messy floor.

[It’s too dirty. Does this old turtle have a garbage dump at home?]

[Cockroaches living in this house get lost every day]

[There are so many beverage bottles, I don’t know how many aunties snatched them from them]

[… Auntie’s reputation was damaged]

[This old man probably makes a living by picking up trash]

Chen Xuan didn't stay in the living room, he went straight towards the bedroom.

In his opinion, if the old man had any secrets, they should be hidden in the bedroom.

Sang Yu stood in the living room. She looked around and her eyes finally fell on a wall.

The walls were bare, and the white paint had peeled off in several places, revealing the lime and cement underneath.

But there is an obvious white mark on it, square in shape... like a mark left by a photo frame.

The scene he saw in the monster's eyes emerged in Sang Yu's mind.

The old man has a wife and a daughter...

The photo frame above is most likely his family portrait.

At this time, Chen Xuan rummaged through the drawers in the bedroom and finally found a tattered diary.

He opened the diary and saw that the handwriting was crooked and there were many typos.

But... when he saw the contents inside, Chen Xuan frowned.

The first page of the diary is...

——I killed someone, I killed my wife, this shameless bitch. I worked hard outside to earn money to support our family, but she actually wanted to divorce me.

——This bitch must have had a strange man outside. I just wanted to teach her a lesson and let her return to her family, but... I didn't expect that she would be so weak that she died just like that.

——I told the neighbors that my bitch had run off with a wild woman. No one doubted my words, and they even comforted me, telling me not to be sad for a fickle bitch.

——Oh, I wouldn't be sad, but dealing with the corpse is really a troublesome thing. I chopped up the body of the bitch, mixed it with pork and gave it to the neighbors around. They were all very happy.

——I am happy too.

The second entry in the diary was written several years later.

But the content is becoming more and more uncomfortable...

——I killed my daughter. She is a bitch like that bitch mother, so she deserves to die too.

——My daughter has grown up, and she looks more and more like that bitch. Every time I see her face, my body always feels an impulse, which is a man's impulse towards a woman.

——She is my daughter, my own child, her entire being belongs to me, yet she rejected me and called me a beast.

- Damn it, I raised her with all my heart and soul, and I just wanted to sleep with her. Why did she refuse? She is a cheap bitch, a shameless bitch like her mother.

——I told the neighbors around me that my daughter had run away with gangsters. They all comforted me and told me not to be too sad and that I could ask them for help if I had any difficulties in the future.

——I chopped up my daughter’s body and distributed it to the neighbors. Young flesh is tender and tastes much better than her mother’s. The neighbors who received the meat were very happy and praised it highly.

--I am also very happy.

Chen Xuan suppressed his psychological discomfort and continued reading.

The diary turned to the third page, but the content this time was different from the previous ones.

——A new neighbor moved in next door. The woman is really beautiful, but you can tell at first glance that she’s a restless person. I don’t know how many times she’s cheated on that guy.

——I went to the next door to borrow soy sauce and took the opportunity to touch that woman’s butt. That woman actually dared to slap me. What a fucking stinky bitch. She is really not a good person.

——I told that man that his wife often brought other men home when he was not at home, and told him to be more careful.

——The man believed me, and I felt great when I heard the woman crying after being beaten.

——Women deserve to be beaten.

Page 4 of the diary.

——The little boy across the street is so handsome, as pretty as his mother. I asked him to come to my house to play, but he refused. What a disgusting child.

——I said to the man next door, your son doesn’t look like you at all, is he the child of your wife and some other man?

——The man believed me again. I heard the little boy crying after being beaten, and I felt more and more proud.

——It’s their fault that they both disliked me. They deserve a beating.

Page 5 of the diary.

——I killed a little boy, a little boy who lived on the next floor. His parents worked away from home, and there was only an old woman at home to take care of him.

——I gave him a candy and told him that I had a lot of fun toys at home, and I could give the toys to him as long as he followed me home.

——I am well-known as a good person in the neighborhood. The little boy had no guard against me at all. He happily followed me home.

——I took him home and told him...I wanted to play a fun game with him. All he had to do was take off a piece of clothing and I would give him a toy.

——He actually resisted and wanted to tell his parents. What a naughty child.

——I didn’t want to kill him, but I didn’t expect him to be so fragile. I just pinched his neck lightly, and he died.

——I suddenly heard a noise at the door. I opened the door and saw the little boy next door with a panicked look on his face.

——He definitely saw it.