It's really hard to be a scumbag

After Jiang Jiang left the room, he walked alone in the corridor, always feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't remember it for a while.

When he walked down the corridor and was about to reach the hall, he suddenly woke up.

The reason why he felt weird and seemed to be different from usual was because after he came out of the room, he never felt the sense of spying again!

He has a keen eye for others, so keen that he can always feel that he is being watched.

But this kind of gaze seems to be everywhere. When he was walking in the corridor, he felt that he was staring at him from all directions, from the ceiling to the door of the room, from the floor to the wall under his feet, as if even the oil paintings hanging on the wall , all staring at him without blinking.

Because of this strong spying, several times when Jiang Jiang went downstairs alone, he would suddenly turn his head to look at the oil painting after taking two steps, to check whether the head of the person looking directly at him in the oil painting turned his head and tilted his gaze to himself.

He performed this strange behavior several times, and in the end he ended this daily behavior resentfully when he found that the person in the oil painting hadn't changed at all.

Afterwards, he probably stayed here for a long time, and Jiang Jiang didn't need to stay in the corridor for too long, and walked over in a hurry every time.So subtly, without him noticing, he has gradually gotten used to this sense of spying.

If it wasn't for the belated discovery that the gaze disappeared from nowhere, Jiang Jiang really didn't react.

Jiang Jiang thought about it for a while. Recently, he felt that there was an undercurrent in the villa, and the disappearance of the sense of spying made him even more certain that something must have happened that he didn't know about.And it's not the only things that have changed. Jiang Jiang calmed down and focused on checking the little things around him that he didn't pay attention to, or that he was used to.

As he recalled carefully, Jiang Jiang suddenly remembered that it seemed that he hadn't been blown cold by Qi Jing for a while?

Jiang Jiang frowned. Although on the surface, these two things should have nothing to do with each other, but his intuition told him that things should not be so simple.

Even if there is no connection, there is something in common among them, it depends on whether he can find out and find out.

Jiang Jiang stood at the entrance of the hall, not in a hurry to go in for a while, but rubbed his chin, recalling the beginning little by little.

He thought for a while, and all the way he remembered that the original source of the disappearance of the two seemed to be when Yang Wan went upstairs to look for him and told him that Qi Luo had gone to the basement and hadn't returned for a long time.

Reminiscent of Qi Luo's abnormal death scene, and his body that was already suspected of being a dead body, Jiang Jiang vaguely realized something in his heart.

It's just that there is too little information left for him, and his enlightenment is like a dream come true, except for making him very uneasy, feeling that there is no solid ground under his feet, light and insecure, it has no other egg use.

Jiang Jiang clicked his tongue, thinking that he might as well not think so much.

Now that he realizes something is wrong and cannot fully understand it, the torment he suffers is no less than—"Impossible! Jiang Jiang is not that kind of person!"

The girl's shrill voice passed through the gate, interrupting Jiang Jiang's meditation.

Jiang Jiang, who heard his name, blinked back to his senses. He put his hand on the door, but he didn't open it completely, but just opened the door a gap.

Once the gap was opened, the noisy voice inside became clear.

The first thing to bear the brunt was Yang Wan's continued words: "Qi Luo is his lover! Lover, do you understand? Even if he kills, he can't kill his lover!"

"What's more, if you didn't go down yesterday, you didn't know how pitifully Jiang Jiang cried when he saw Qi Luo's corpse!" Yang Wan's tone was full of anger: "He almost fainted from crying, and his hands were still restraining Qi Luo. Afterwards, Qi Luo was buried non-stop, what is this love? Jiang Jiang loves Qi Luo so deeply, how could he be the kind of person you mentioned!"

Jiang Jiang, who was observing secretly, turned dark.

He found that Yang Wan not only had a problem with Qi Luo's cognition, but also had a problem with his own cognition.

"Maybe it's a fake..."

Facing Yang Wan's reprimand, the few people standing in front of her cowardly said: "Most of us are people we know. Even if we don't know each other, they have their own small group. And only Jiang Jiang, he came here by himself, if he lied or something, we don't know at all."

"Yeah, he's just a stranger, and I think it's suspicious when I think about it."

"We don't want to do anything to him, we just plan to ask."

"Ask?" Zhai Ding, who stood silently at the side, suddenly asked, "What are you going to ask and how?"

The eyes of those people flickered, and they said submissively: "That's, I'm just asking."

The smile on Zhai Ding's face remained unchanged: "You have to make it clear. If it is a question that really needs to be asked, I think it is understandable for you to ask."

"No!" Yang Wan was beside him angrily: "Jiang Jiang doesn't have any questions, so if he really asked, wouldn't that hurt his heart?"

However, those few people didn't pay attention to Yang Wan at all. After listening to Zhai Ding's words, their eyes were full of greed.

After looking at each other for a while, one of the several people took the initiative to say: "Just ask him when he received the invitation, and see if he really came because of winning the lottery like us. And why is he the only one?" People come, you must know that our invitation card states that we can bring friends and so on, it is impossible for him to have no friends or relatives, right?"

Everything this man said seemed to make sense, but the strange light in his eyes was undisguised.

Zhai Ding nodded with a smile, and said gently, "What you said makes sense, then we'll ask Jiang Jiang when he comes."

However, seeing that Zhai Ding agreed, the man suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly said: "This is not good, there are so many of us here, what if he is afraid of lying?"

The smile on Zhai Ding's face faded: "Then what do you think should be asked?"

This man really thought that Zhai Ding was asking him, so he laughed without thinking: "I think it's better to ask him in private, if there are fewer people, he won't be too vigilant. Zhai Ding, I know you are afraid of the weirdness of the villa, But my brother and I don’t care anymore, we’ve been starving for a few days anyway, and we’ve already lost our minds about escaping. So we decided not to worry about it, and asked him directly, if we die, we’ll die.”

"Yes, yes, we don't care anymore, we are waiting to die here."

"Yes, so let's ask. If he really has a problem, then we will die if we die."

"It's different for you. Maybe if you stay for two days, someone outside finds that you have lost contact and calls the police, and the police will come to pick you up?"

They seemed to be talking generously, but their greasy faces were full of greed.

Zhai decided to sneer, he felt that the people in front of him regarded him as a fool.

——What they said was high-sounding, but in fact, like Qi Luo, they were eyeing the beauty of the tasker, and planned to forcibly carry out the bestiality when there was no way out.

Thinking of the dead Qi Luo who always haunted the missionaries, Zhai Ding's eyes cooled down, showing disgust.

"What do you think Zhai Ding? Zhai Ding?"

Probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, those people couldn't help asking tentatively.

It took Zhai Ding a half a beat to remember that this was his current name, and then came back to his senses.

There was a smile on his face again, but what he said was rejection.

"I don't think what you said is right. You are also my companions. If Jiang Jiang is really a murderer and let you face him alone, how can I feel at ease?"

These few people hastily opened their mouths, desperately expressing that they are physically strong and are not afraid of Jiang Jiang, who is like a chicken.

The chick who eavesdropped at the door: ...

He quietly closed the door expressionlessly, then turned and left.

He is not stupid, he has even experienced perverted stalking before, and he can tell when what those people say is wrong.

It's just like what those people said, in case of a fight, Jiang Jiang is really not an opponent.

If you can't be tough, you can only outsmart.

Jiang Jiangyuan walked back to his room, and after confirming that the door was locked, he sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to think about how to deal with those wicked people.

【Um? 】

While Jiang Jiang was thinking, he suddenly heard the system's smiling voice [Didn't you just walk out?Why are you back again? 】

Jiang Jiang curled her lips [it's nothing, just met a pervert again]

The movement of the system's hands paused, and his voice suddenly cooled down 【Who? 】

Jiang Jiang was taken aback. It was the first time he heard the system speak so coldly, and his first reaction was strange [Are you angry?Your system is still angry?Interesting, are you an intelligent mood plug-in for the device? 】

The system's anger had just risen, but it was extinguished like this.

He held back for a long time, and Yu Zu explained [It's not a plug-in, it's emotion, is it strange that I get angry as a system?I told you, I can still take form. 】

The hint of the system's restraint [Does the shape know what it means?That is, I will become a human being just like you.And our incarnation can freely fabricate the whole body, and knead into a perfect existence of your favorite, it is not a problem at all. 】

Jiang Jiang didn't pay attention [Then you pick one you like, anyway, even if you transform into a human being, isn't your essence still an electronic virtual program? 】

When it came to the system, he was extremely wronged [What's wrong with the virtual program, I can transform into flesh and blood.You can't discriminate against me just because I'm essentially a virtual program! 】

Jiang Jiang was amused by him and laughed out loud.

Seeing him laughing so happily, as if he heard some joke, the system was even more aggrieved.

After seeing the big cubs since childhood, Jiang Jiang found out that the system was really sulking, so he held back a smile and quickly said [I'm just kidding, of course I won't discriminate against you.I'm really looking forward to your incarnation, really! 】

Thinking of the transformation of the system, it should look like a child with milk, Jiang Jiang's words became more sincere [After you transform, I will definitely celebrate it for you. When you come to reality, what do you want to do? I will listen to you to satisfy you. 】

The system paused.

He had determined the shape of the avatar, and planned to take the appearance of an adult man once the shell was broken.

Hearing Jiang Jiang's sincere words, he couldn't help thinking wrong.

Especially the phrase "satisfy you" made the system full of vitality, the CPU exploded, and the whole egg felt like it was steamed.

He huddled in the egg dizzily for a while before recovering.

Familiar with him, he pulled out his thoughts to peek at Jiang Jiang. Seeing that Jiang Jiang was in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't speak now, but called out his inventory.

There are many materials preserved in his inventory, and among these modern materials are several ancient books that are out of place.

He pulled it out, carefully looked at the content that was about to be memorized, and planned to choose a favorite pose after the transformation, and let Jiang Jiang use it as his shell-breaking gift to 'satisfy' himself.

He was happy to choose, and for a moment he felt that Jiang Jiang would be very comfortable in this pose, and that Jiang Jiang would look good in that pose, but he was so entangled that he couldn't make a choice at all.

Just as he was staring at the "Longyang 88 Types" in his hand to choose a difficult disease, he suddenly heard a knock on the door from outside.

He and Jiang Jiang looked up together, and before they could react, they heard Yang Wan's words outside.

"Jiang Jiang!" Yang Wan panicked and said urgently: "Something happened in the hall. Several people died below, and their death conditions were all, exactly the same as Qi Luo's death conditions!"

Jiang Jiang's eyes froze, he didn't even bother to put on his shoes, he walked to the door in a few steps and opened it.

"What did you just say?" Jiang Jiang asked, he didn't ask who died, but grasped the point keenly: "You said they died exactly the same as Qi Luo?"