Forces of Temptation

Nanzhou's thinking is very clear.

——If the skill bar in the game can be displayed, it must be useful.

If it is only used to measure how powerful the player's initial skills are, it doesn't make sense to occupy such a large place.

The game page, after all, has a reason for its design.

When Nan Zhou was concentrating on researching skills, Jiang Fang pulled Li Yinhang over and said something to her.

After hearing this, Li Yinhang looked a bit puzzled, but she did it anyway.

She found a set of unopened colorful post-it notes from the drawer of the second bedroom, and numbered all the items in the room.

Even the sofa cushions, she has clearly marked "Cushion 1" and "Cushion 2" on them.

When Li Yinhang was busy, Jiang Fang walked around in a leisurely manner, touching here and patting there, as if wandering.

When Li Yinhang was recording the number of slippers, it happened that Jiang Fang was also looking at the shoe cabinet.

Li Yinhang whispered to him: "Did Brother Nan discover something? I think he looks very confident."

After all, finding clues is the most important thing at the moment. No matter how you think about it, practicing skills should not be the first priority.

... "Brother Nan"?

Jiang Fang glanced at her intently, and checked the pairs of shoes in the shoe cabinet one by one: "I'm not sure."

He added: "However, I think that he may feel that he is not very good at finding evidence, so he chooses marginal ob①."

Li Yinhang: "...?"

Who is Jiang Fang talking about?Nanzhou?

He's not good at finding evidence?

Li Yinhang recalled Nanzhou's extreme operation on the bus, and felt like a scumbag, listening to a top student commenting on another top student, "You didn't realize that this problem can be solved using the Lagrangian mean value theorem." Can't come out?"

Jiang Fang looked at Li Yinhang: "On the bus, he is the closest to the driving recorder in a straight line, and he transmitted it from another place. As he himself said, he should pay the most attention to the observation of the surrounding environment."

"So, you say, why didn't he choose to use the most convenient item of 'dash cam' to scam 'ghost'? And there was some unexpected tension when I pointed out that there was a dash cam?"

Li Yinhang: "..."

good question.

She had no idea when Nan Zhou became nervous.

Li Yinhang wisely gave up guessing: "...I'll sign it."

Jiang Fang smiled and said, "Go."

When he started to close the shoe cabinet, he paused for a moment.

He let out a chuckle and repeated to himself: "...Brother Nan?"

Nan Zhou didn't bother about the small movements of Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang.

While he was busy prying the box, he looked around.

He got very little information, because the room hasn't changed much from his memory from yesterday.

The furnishings have not changed, and objects have not been added or subtracted.

From his point of view, everything is normal.

What's more, what Jiang Fang said was quite right.

I have my own weaknesses.

In this search, he had a better chance of adding confusion than finding clues.

So, after a careful search, Shen Jie's trio returned to the living room, and what they saw was three people who were not doing business, gathered in the living room, wandering around, fishing for fish.

The dissatisfaction accumulated since last night made the fitness trainer almost hold back a stride to knock out the box in Nan Zhou's hand.

At the very moment, Shen Jie pushed his chest and stopped him back.

"Leave him alone. Let them play house."

Fitness trainer: "But he doesn't work..."

"Newcomers die quickly." Shen Jie said with cold eyes, in a low voice close to lip-synch, "If they don't do anything, or mess around and trigger some restrictions, then it's just a trial and error for us."

After finishing speaking, Shen Jie's expression returned to her calm and decent appearance, and she turned around——

She suddenly realized that Nan Zhou was staring at her.

Shen Jie's heart skipped a beat at the sight of his emotionless eyes, and the muscles on her face were momentarily stiff and unable to move.

But before she could adjust her expression, Nan Zhou pointed to the broken hair beside her ear, and made a "stroking" gesture.

Shen Jie was stunned for a moment before she realized that she raised her hand to wipe her temple hair——

When she lay down on the bottom of the bed to check just now, the tips of her hair hanging down her cheeks were stained with a little gray.

Shen Jie breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you..."

"I don't die that easily. Mistakes don't happen that easily." Nan Zhou said, "Ghosts won't come out just because I play with boxes. Don't underestimate ghosts."

Shen Jie blushed up to her ears, and her face was sour from embarrassment.

Does this man have dog ears?

...And his tone, why does it sound like the ghost is his distant relative?

Shen Jie laughed, and quickly entered the second bedroom with two teammates for inspection.

By the time they searched the house to a certain extent, Chen Sufeng's homework was almost completed.

Chen Sufeng felt relieved, and quickly put down his pen, unwilling to maintain this state for a second.

His back and chest were soaked in sweat, and he formed a perfect empathy with "Xiao Ming" throughout the whole process.

——"I don't want to do my homework, but I have to do it."

Thin Monkey poked his head out from the outside: "Mr. Nan is cooking. Let's come out and collect the information first."

Yu Tuisi patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "I'll take a shower after the summarization is finished."

Chen Sufeng nodded obediently, stood up and held Yu Tuisi's wheelchair pusher.

in the kitchen.

Nan Zhou put on his apron, pulled out his slightly long hair from the neckband, and tied it behind his head with a small hair tie. He dug out rice, noodles, grains, oil and meat in the kitchen, and put them all on the counter in a serious manner.

When he and the ingredients were staring at each other, Shen Jie's unbelievable voice came from outside: "...Or nothing happened?"

Chen Sufeng: "Really."

Yu Tuisi also said: "I observed from the side, and everything is indeed normal."

Listening to the conversation outside, Nan Zhou opened the bowl rack.

There is a set of cheap dishes on it, three large bowls, five small bowls, and a pile of plates of different colors. It is difficult to judge how many people live in the family.

He counted the chopsticks in the chopstick cage again.

It looks like they were bought by the handful, not at all like those detective novels where only a few pairs of chopsticks are placed for a few people.

Life really isn't such a straightforward thing to do.

He heard Shen Jie knock on the table.

Looks like it's time to speak.

Her tone sounded quite old-fashioned.

"According to my observation, there are two people living in this family."

"It's not difficult to come to such a judgment. Although there is no group photo of this family, the number of bedding is more than four or five, and it is difficult to see how many people live in this family from the dishes, tables, chairs and benches, but there are still many valuable clues of."

"We found our breakthrough in the closet."

"The clothes in the master bedroom are all men's clothing, and the underwear is all men's styles. The results of the size comparison are also the same. It should be used by the same person."

"No make-up, just the usual mist moisturizer and a half-empty jar of men's face wash."

"The shoes in the shoe cabinet are all the same size, divided into size 43 and size 31."

Shen Jie came to a conclusion: "Xiao Ming lives here with a man. It may be his elder brother, or it may be his father."

"The mission allows us to experience Xiao Ming's daily life, and maybe it allows us to discover the murderer who killed Xiao Ming or his family. Xiao Ming will give us some hints in this, and I suggest thinking in this direction."

After expressing her point of view clearly, Shen Jie spread her hands and said generously: "Come on, Ms. Li, let me tell you about your group's findings. Apart from the small tricks of sticking notes, what other useful things have you done?" meaningful thing?"

Li Yinhang was very honest: "There is nothing on my side."

Shen Jie thought, it really is so.

She turned her proud face to Jiang Fang and raised her chin at him.

Jiang Fang: "Not too many."

Jiang Fang: "First, here, the mobile phone has a signal."

Shen Jie trio: "..."

Shen Jie lost her voice: "Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Jiang Fang said politely: "In the morning, Miss Li's mobile phone was passed around in each of your hands. I thought everyone would notice such obvious clues."

Shen Jie was tongue-tied.

Although it was a clue on the surface, the mind-set of several supernatural missions made them firmly believe that the mobile phone was the most useless thing in the dungeon.

Anyway, one cannot call the police, and two, there is no signal. Only rookies are reluctant to throw away this burden.

"What's the use of finding out?" The thin monkey poured a basin of cold water, "There is no door here, this building is still floating, and we don't even know the location of the community, so can we still ask for help?"

"No rush. Aren't you asking for clues?"

Jiang Fang was gentle and gentle, and he didn't get angry at all, which made the thin monkey feel like he had punched the cotton with his fist.

Shen Jie asked unwillingly: "Then Mr. Jiang's second point..."

"Well, that's about to be said." Jiang Fang nodded and said, "Secondly, before we arrived, there should be three people living in this family for a long time."

Shen Jie: "..."

She was a little confused, and instinctively argued: "Impossible. There are only traces of the lives of two people in the family..."

In order to prove her inference, she stood up, walked straight to the entrance, and opened the shoe cabinet: "Look, there are obviously only two kinds of shoes, and the size is only for two people—"

Jiang Fang also walked up to the shoe cabinet, and signaled for Shen Jie to protect her skirt so as not to expose her clothes. Then she squatted down and lowered her head, and took out the two pairs of men's shoes that were placed on the bottom of the shoe cabinet that she didn't usually wear.

Shen Jie: "The size of these two pairs is also size 43—"

The next second, she fell silent.

Probably because the shoes have been left unworn for a long time, dust has accumulated around the place pressed by the shoes on the horizontal board of the shoe cabinet for a long time, and the color of the partition at the sole of the shoe is in sharp contrast with the color of other parts. not drop.

And under one pair of men's shoes, there are shoe prints left by a pair of shoes of size 36 and 7.

Jiang Fang said gently, "Miss Shen, this is the 'trace'."

Nan Zhou pricked up his ears, listening a little happily.

He inadvertently touched the knife rest, making a soft crash.

Li Yinhang also numbered the knife.

A kitchen knife, scissors, and fruit knife are all inserted into the knife holder, and they are clearly separated.

There is no electric cooker in this house, only a frying pan, a small frying pan, a mandarin duck hot pot, a soup pot, and a pressure cooker.

Standard home configuration.

After thinking about it, Nan Zhou took out the pressure cooker from the cabinet, put the washed rice aside, and lifted the lid of the pot.

…Looking at the pot for a moment, Nan Zhou slightly raised his eyebrows.

Outside the kitchen, Jiang Fang showed Shen Jie other "traces".

Four or five mothballs were placed in the closet, and the scent of Miss Coco's perfume that had not been successfully covered up.

On the bottom of the transparent ashtray, there are two kinds of adult index finger prints of different sizes and shapes, which should be left by holding the bottom when pouring the ashtray.

Almost all of them are insignificant and imperceptible.

"What if the two get divorced." Shen Jie didn't want to admit that her observation skills would lose to a male novice, "There are very few traces of women in this family, and there is not even a woman's hair on the comb."

"Divorced, there was a woman in this family."

Even though the findings of Shen Jie's trio were completely overthrown, Jiang Fang was neither humble nor overbearing: "These are the clues we found here."

What Yu Tuisi found was not very valuable.

"Xiao Ming should be a boy with a delicate and sensitive mind."

"There are a lot of picture albums on his bookshelf. I picked a few picture albums that I could flip through and found that they were all very artistic and colorful."

"As far as the subjects he is good at, the chances of him being dazed in mathematics and English classes are much higher than those in other subjects."

With that said, Yu Tuisi spread out a math book in front of everyone.

"...he would smudge in the spaces between numbers and letters, and he would also do some tracing and scribbling in the corners."

"In contrast, he prefers Chinese. Half of the Chinese summer homework has been completed, and the degree of completion is very good, which is the most completed of all subjects."

Such a conclusion does not seem to help them pass the customs.

But it's better than nothing, Shen Jie can't expect a cripple to make any brilliant discoveries.

After the discussion, everyone was silent, digesting the information that "there was a woman in the family".

At this time, many people began to cast their eyes on the kitchen frequently.

After a night of worrying, half a day of searching, and this discussion, they were already hungry.

Although some people are worried that the rice cooked by Nanzhou is part of "Xiao Ming"'s daily tasks and cannot be eaten casually, but there is still a little bit of expectation for the finished product.

However, after an hour, their expectations were completely shattered.

At the beginning of the disillusionment, a green and black chicken wing was brought to the table.

Everyone: "..."

The thin monkey pointed at the plate of chicken wings with strange colors and burnt edges in disbelief: "What is this?!"

Nan Zhou replied, "Coke chicken wings."

"...Why is it green?"

Nan Zhou: "Because there is no Coke."

As he spoke, he put the half bottle on the table eye-catchingly: "You guys drink first."

Everyone: "..."

When they saw the black spinach that Nanzhou spent this hour pouring out, and the deep-fried squirrel fish with the fish's head facing the sky, everyone thought they were dead.

But when Nanzhou served the meal, everyone stood up and moved away from the table.

Shen Jie stretched out her hand tremblingly, pointing to the contents of the soup pot: "...what is this?"

Nan Zhou: "Staple food."

Everyone has only one feeling: stop fucking insulting the word staple food.

Li Yinhang endured his nausea and observed the main ingredients inside: "...Mr. Nan, why do you cook black rice with noodles?!"

Nan Zhou: "I want to cook with black rice, but I add too much water."

Nan Zhou: "There's a lot of water, so if you're idle, you'll be idle. Also, there's less black rice, so I put noodles in it in case there's not enough food."

Nan Zhou: "Can't you?"

The snow-white vermicelli was colored by black rice, and it was stewed, so it was mixed together.

To put it bluntly, it looks like a pot of earthworms bibimbap.

Everyone's san value bar dropped a notch.

This fucking is the scariest thing they have seen since they entered this supernatural copy.

The author has something to say:

①Edge ob: Refers to secretly observing in the shadows in the distance when playing team battles in the game

There is no shame in cooking bad food, the shame is bad taste and strange taste