Get knocked in an escape game

The speed of the flop was very fast, not only Qi Yi saw the six-year-old boy, but everyone else saw it too. When the time for the flop was over, the others looked at Qi Yi strangely.

Wu Xingjian was even going to grab Qi Yi, but when he thought of his force value, he accepted the persecution and said honestly, "What does this boy have to do with you? Why is he touching your stomach?"

Qi Yi couldn't complain about this kind of question, he said, "You ask me, who should I ask?"

"Zheng Chang." Shang Zong asked with a smile, "Could it be your illegitimate child?"

Qi Yi pushed Shang Zong's face away expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Shut up."

It is impossible to have an illegitimate child, they are all foreign players, how could there be a game NPC as an illegitimate child?

"Speaking of which, when everyone was looking for things...did you see the cradle?" Someone asked.

Several people looked at each other, shook their heads, and said, "No... I didn't see anything."

Qi Yi lowered his eyes slightly, and leaned against the door, "Hold them." His voice was so small that only Shang Zong could hear him clearly, he calmly reached out and poked Qi Yi's waist, motioning for himself heard it.

Qi Yi: ...

Shang Zong said with a smile, "Look for it, and look again. If you still can't find the cradle, let's look elsewhere."

The others also had the same intention, nodded one after another, and dispersed to find the so-called cradle. Seeing this, Qi Yi also walked to the balcony beside him. Wu Xingjian still had doubts about him, and was going to follow him, but was caught by Shang Zong. He stopped aside with a smile, and said, "There is a photo album in the master bedroom, you should go and have a look, if you lose it, you might lose an important clue."

He and Bian Yang had been talking about the first volume before, and Wu Xingjian was already very curious, but now he didn't suspect him, for fear that someone would hide the album.

When Shang Zong walked to the balcony, Qi Yizheng squatted down and moved the flowerpot on the balcony to the side to see if there were any clues. He immediately put on a smile when he saw this, and rubbed against Qi Yi, smiling. Said, "Brother Zheng? What do you want from me?"

Qi Yi handed him a piece of paper with a blank expression, and while removing the flower pot, he said, "The envelope hidden in my waist was found from the mezzanine of the wardrobe in the master bedroom. Inside is a small note that says love story."

Originally, Shang Zong was still not interested, and when he heard it was a love story, he immediately opened the small note and took a peek at it, giggling.

The corners of Qi Yi's lips twitched slightly, he turned his eyes to look at Shang Zong, and didn't even bother to say a word.

Shang Zong approached him, Qi Yi dodged back, and said, "If you poke my waist again, I will chop off your hand." He deliberately kept his voice cold, with a very impatient look on his face.

Shang Zong was not afraid of him doing this, instead he smiled and replied, "Chop it, chop it, anyway, you don't hurt this little hand, just slapped it, and now you are threatening to chop him off, Brother Zheng, am I still not you?" My favorite..."

Before Shang Zong could finish speaking, Qi Yi sneezed, covered his reddened nose, and said in a muffled voice, "Shut up!"

Naturally, it was impossible for Shang Zong to shut up, but he didn't continue to talk nonsense anyway. He was quite worried, "Brother Zheng, are you going to catch a cold? Make some cold medicine, maybe you have to go to the hospital later Go to City Forest Park."

Qi Yi sighed, waved his hands and said, "Shut up, don't talk, everything will be fine for me."

Upon hearing this, Shang Zong looked at Qi Yi aggrievedly, and made a zipper gesture around his mouth, which almost made Qi Yi laugh angrily. He shook his head and squatted down, and found a small shovel from nowhere. Keep digging out the soil in the flowerpot.

"What are you looking for?" Shang Zong asked.

"Only the new soil for this potted flower. I'll check to see if there's anything there."

Shang Zong nodded, he crossed his arms and looked at it, then turned and left. Qi Yi dug out all the soil in the flowerpot, and suddenly there was a "clang", and the small shovel in his hand made a crisp sound, Qi Yi Yi made a gesture, and immediately turned over the soil and dug out the contents. There was a lot of movement on his side, which naturally attracted the attention of others. Several other people surrounded him, and someone asked, "What is this?"

In a hole dug out by the shovel, there was a small piece of something wrapped in a white cloth, a little blood soaked out of the white cloth, Qi Yi took the thing out, opened the white cloth, and saw a small piece of something that had turned black inside—it was A little finger.

Some timid ones already screamed, and ran to the side not daring to look any further, Qi Yi didn't even raise his head, just looked at the little finger with a frown, and pursed his lips slightly.

"Did you find anything? Oh? A child's finger?" Shang Zong squatted aside with a smile. Buried here for a few days."

Qi Yi was about to nod, but he heard Shang Zong say again, "I made cold medicine for you, drink it first and then talk about it... But I'm glad I found something." When he said this, he stopped talking.

Qi Yi waited for a while, and found that Shang Zong had nothing to say. He raised his brows slightly and asked, "What discovery is worth being happy about? Why don't you say it?"

Shang Zong smiled, shook the water glass in his hand, and said, "I'll tell you after you drink it." The glass was made of ceramics, and there was light yellow water in it. Qi Yi frowned slightly, and he looked into the glass water, turned his head away.

Shang Zong had no choice but to shake the cup in front of Qi Yi again, and said with a smile, "Afraid I put something in it? Hahahaha, let me drink for you." After saying that, Shang Zong drank the water in the cup After drinking a small amount of water, he stuffed the glass with only half a glass of water into Qi Yi's hand.

"Drink it, I'll tell you what I found out after drinking it, and I'll tell you only one person." Shang Zong looked at Qi Yi with a smile, like an experienced MLM leader.

Qi Yi drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and said expressionlessly, "Say."

Shang Zong fiddled with the amputated finger with a shovel, and said, "Did you find that this cold medicine is not bitter at all? I found cold medicine in the refrigerator, but there are no adult ones, only children's... It seems that we are looking for right place."

"Children's cold medicine?" Qi Yi frowned when he heard the words, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Usually infants and young children use cradles, and six-year-old boys should be able to sleep by themselves...and he said that there are cradles...maybe this A cradle is not a cradle."

Qi Yi raised his eyelids, dropped the shovel, and said, "Stop beating around the bush, what did you notice?"

"I was thinking, what is the cradle of a six-year-old child? His bed? Or is this cradle not a real thing, but a painting or a photo." Shang Zong said.

As soon as the photo was mentioned, the two thought of the upside down photo frame. Qi Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "Yeah, I remembered something when you said that." Qi Yi looked at Shang Zong also stopped talking.