Chapter 197 Genius Kindergarten (Ten)

The high school student named Zhang spoke as if he were an ordinary passerby who cared about the child, but to Jie Fangcheng it sounded completely different.

The two knew very well that Jie Fangcheng was not an ordinary child, and they didn't know what was inside this shell.

Then this boy's attitude is very intriguing.

Knowing that he was not an ordinary child, this person still acted like he knew nothing and pretended to care about him.

Another test?

What is he testing?

But it was strange that Jie Fangcheng was usually very impatient to deal with this kind of temptation, but perhaps it was because he had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu from the other party, so his temptation did not make Jie Fangcheng find it difficult to accept.

Listening to Zhang Siquan's words, Jie Fangcheng was quite cooperative: "Parent? He's back?"

As he spoke, Jie Fangcheng quickly finished the skewers in his hand, wiped his mouth with paper, and then stood up.

"I'll go back and take a look." This is what I said to Zhan Xiaoming.

Zhan Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up.

"Brother Jie, let me go with you!"

He was really scared, afraid that he would have to face that terrible monster alone again.

Following Jie Fangcheng, apart from anything else, the answer is obvious: whether people are afraid of monsters or monsters are afraid of people.

Jie Fangcheng really had no objection, but the bicycle that Zhang Siquan rode could only carry one person. Although the distance was not far, who would want to run when there were cars to ride?

Zhan Xiaoming was very considerate. He quickly said, "I can just run over there."

For players, this distance is really nothing.

Unexpectedly, Jie Fangcheng shook his head: "No need."

No? There shouldn't be room for two people in the back seat, right?

Just as Zhan Xiaoming was thinking this, Jie Fangcheng turned around and walked a few steps, then went back into the hardware store and came out soon.

"Let's go and take a taxi." Jie Fangcheng patted his bulging pockets.

Zhan Xiaoming: “…”

He had never heard of a player robbing an NPC in his life.

I have to say... it's really cool, right?!

The two cubs huddled together, and Zhan Xiaoming looked at Jie Fangcheng with starry eyes.

The two seemed to be discussing something again, and Zhan Xiaoming could be vaguely heard asking: robbery, happiness, players and so on.

Zhang Siquan on the side watched silently, his pair of dark eyes revealing something.

The three of them got into a taxi and soon arrived at their destination.

Jie Fangcheng was walking in front, and when he passed downstairs, he picked up a pair of coal tongs that were placed there by some unknown household.

He was quite particular. After picking it up, he took out a napkin from his pocket and wiped it while walking, which did not delay his climbing of the stairs.

The two people behind him had different expressions.

Zhan Xiaoming already knew that this big brother was not an ordinary big brother, but it was something that most people would not expect that he would wipe his weapons before the battle.

As for Zhang Siquan, he pushed his glasses down without changing his expression.

Just now when he arrived at the barbecue stall, he heard the last sentence of Zhan Xiaoming.

A collapsing little world?

Although I don’t know the specific meaning, it is obvious that these two “kids” in front of me know something.

Of course, Zhang Siquan also discovered this morning that something was wrong with the genius kindergarten near his home.

Zhang Siquan is a person with a fixed schedule. He gets up at six o'clock every morning to go out for a run. Going around the Donghe River also helps him think about problems.

Go home at seven and prepare to go to school.

He had excellent grades and after transferring to his current high school, the teachers didn't pay much attention to him and it didn't matter whether he went to school or not.

One of the reasons he went to school was for Guan Qi.

More than a year ago, a girl named Qiao He died inexplicably.

The little girl in the third grade of junior high school used to be his neighbor. The two families were not very familiar with each other, but there was one thing that Zhang Siquan always cared about.

Qiao He's autopsy results showed that she had suffered a heavy blow to the back of her head, but the surveillance video showed that it was winter and the weather was very cold, but she was only wearing a thin sweater and hurried to the vicinity of Dong River.

There was no sign of anyone else for an hour or two before and after her arrival, and her body was found floating in the river.

The speculation at the time was that she accidentally fell into the river and hit the back of her head on a rock in the river, which caused her death.

But Zhang Siquan vaguely remembered that winter was really cold, so cold that thick ice formed on the Dong River.

Zhang Siquan went to the river to practice skating at that time and bought ice skates specifically for this purpose.

——The reason why he remembered it vaguely was because his originally clear and powerful memory seemed to be erased in this matter. He could not recall what happened at all. There was only the skates he ordered and the seemingly reasonable "I just suddenly wanted to skate, and there is an indoor skating rink in the city, right?"

But that's not right.

There are indoor ice rinks only in the east district of the city, and he currently lives in the west district of the city.

He would not go to the East District of the city - because if he went to the East District of the city, it would be very likely to expose the fact that he was not "Zhang Siquan".

More than three years ago, he discovered that many strange things seemed to be happening around him.

A person who died suddenly, and the reason for his death seemed reasonable; a city bus route that suddenly changed; a supermarket building that had already been demolished and suddenly had to be rebuilt...

Everything around me became bizarre and unexpected situations often occurred, but no one felt anything was wrong.

Only Zhang Siquan.

He sensed that something was happening.

Including this time in the gifted kindergarten, he felt something was wrong after getting up early.

Why is there a kindergarten near this community?

Even though the memory in his mind told him: this kindergarten has been open here for several years, with students going to and from school normally every day, and it has a good reputation, and the children there are very obedient and good kids.

But it's still not right.

The simplest logic is, if this kindergarten has been open for several years, why do most of the parents with children in the community that he knows send their children to another kindergarten more than ten minutes away?

Why would they choose a more ordinary kindergarten farther away when they have such a good reputation and are close to home? If it were just one or two people, it would be fine, but if the whole community did this, it would be very intriguing.

Moreover, there is a kindergarten here, but there are no shops selling children's products around.

The moment Zhang Siquan saw the kindergarten in the morning, he immediately felt something strange, and he went straight to the stationery store at the entrance of the community.

The stationery store only sells school supplies, not toys or anything like that.

Zhang Siquan casually asked, "This nearby kindergarten has been open for so long, why don't you buy some children's toys?"

"Ah?" The shop owner was stunned for a moment, then he woke up as if from a dream, "Yes! I should have bought more toys to sell... Or maybe you students are quick-witted, why didn't I think of it?"

Isn’t it strange?

A shop owner who has been running a stationery store for so long, it seems like he didn't notice that there is a kindergarten nearby. Yet a customer came to remind him that he could sell some children's toys.

It was too strange, so Zhang Siquan went to check it out immediately.

Everything seems normal on the Internet. Occasionally there are one or two posts complaining about the poor food in this kindergarten. It seems that this kindergarten is just an ordinary one.

But it cannot be examined in detail.

Zhang Siquan looked for the IP addresses of the posters, and found that many of these people's addresses had nothing to do with this kindergarten.

I looked for their graduates again, but found nothing.

How can a castle in the air built out of thin air have a foundation? The flaws are too obvious.

This made Zhang Siquan feel vaguely familiar.

It seemed that he had discovered something obviously wrong before, but then these memories were erased.

Will it be the same this time?

Zhang Siquan decided to take the initiative.

Coincidentally, the child of a family living upstairs from Guan Qi's house happened to be attending a gifted kindergarten.

It was not difficult to establish a good relationship with this parent. Zhang Siquan only went to the company where this person worked at noon, and he knew what kind of person the other person was at a glance.

Do you like drinking?

Zhang Siquan used his connections to ask this man's colleagues at the company to invite him out for a drink.

If you inquire a little more casually, the subtle and strange feeling becomes even more obvious.

Not only did the school appear out of thin air, but these "parents" also seemed to appear out of thin air.

An employee of the company, he has not been promoted for more than ten years, is divorced, is a loner, and has no sense of presence in the company.

But a person’s popularity may not have a sense of existence. Since he is an employee, his work should at least have a sense of existence, right?

No.

This person is like a harmless wart growing in a person's body. The only function of his existence is to show that he exists, and it has no other use.

With so many problems put together, Zhang Siquan had to make the same judgment that he might have made before.

A group of people with unknown purpose came into his world.

These people play the roles of teachers, parents and children in the gifted kindergarten as if they were playing house, and no one knows what their purpose is.

And perhaps, before this time, they had appeared in this world before, which is why so many strange things happened.

At this time, he was following a child named "Jie Fangcheng"... It must be said that the first moment he heard this name, Zhang Siquan felt that he must know this person and must have left a deep impression on him before.

Was this person someone who had been to this world before? Was his familiar impression of this person based on a favorable or unfavorable one?

Is it... a good impression?

Zhang Siquan was not sure, but he instinctively felt that this person might be the breakthrough point and would not harm him.

And this guy named Jie Fangcheng, although he looks like a child of five or six years old, his eyes do not have the ignorance of a child.

When he heard his last name "Zhang", he was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at his own expression with a strange sense of nostalgia, as if he saw someone else through himself.

But the surname "Zhang" is fake. Although "Zhang Siquan"'s original surname is also zhang, that character is actually very uncommon and few people can pronounce it correctly the first time.

Did they know each other before?

"Zhang Siquan" had no answer in his heart, but no matter what he thought, the person in front of him might be the biggest opportunity he could seize.

This is also why Zhang Siquan was so enthusiastic and even went to contact Jie Fangcheng's "parent" to ask if he had seen the child.

The other party was drunk, and after saying a few incoherent words, his true character was revealed.

"Damn it...where did that little bastard go? I'm going to beat him to death when I catch him!"

Zhang Siquan took the initiative to take on the task of helping to find the child. It was not difficult to find Jie Fangcheng. He had red lips and white teeth, and his skin was as pale as if he had never seen the sun. He walked in a very nonchalant manner. He was obviously just a child of five or six years old, but he walked with the aura of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old debt collector.

Zhang Siquan asked as he walked and soon found Fang Cheng.

Of course, he never expected that the other party was eating skewers and drinking water with a younger brother following him. The younger brother looked like he had survived a disaster and had just been tortured and rescued.

Was it this "Jie Fangcheng" who saved him? Then he must be quite capable.

It was also because of this that Zhang Siquan decided to try again.

If the other party is stronger, that's great, maybe we can cooperate.

If the other party is weak and Zhang Siquan, an "outsider", is present, his "parents" cannot kill people in front of him, right?

As Zhang Siquan followed Jie Fangcheng, countless ideas ran through his mind.

Jie Fangcheng, who was at the front, didn’t think so much at all. After he got home, he found that the door was not closed, so Jie Fangcheng opened the door.

An extremely unpleasant smell of alcohol hit me in the face.

This poisonous gas! ! Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but take two steps back, pinching his nose and looking inside.

The people in the house heard the noise outside, and soon, a fat, bald, middle-aged man with a beer belly came out.

His face was red from drinking and he was holding a bottle of beer in his hand.

After seeing Jie Fangcheng, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment before he realized that the boy in front of him seemed to be his son.

"You...hiccup, you dare to come back!!"

Jie Fangcheng was two steps away from him, which was also meaningful.

"How dare you come back?"

This "home" is in such a mess, not cleaned up, and reeks of alcohol. How can this NPC live here?

The NPC was stunned for a moment after hearing his question, and it took a while for his alcohol-clouded brain to react to what he was saying.

"What did you say?! Are you looking for death?!"

It was obvious at first glance that this "parent" was definitely stronger than Zhan Xiaoming's "parent". His hands were as huge as a palm-leaf fan and he was about to fan down.

Jie Fangcheng directly extended the tongs holding the charcoal in his hand under his hand.

“Aaaaaaah!”

The person on the other side screamed, and became even angrier after screaming twice.

“You little bastard! I’m going to kill you—Ahhhhhhhh!!”

Although beating someone in the corridor is not ethical, Jie Fangcheng really didn't have the courage to rush into that "home". He felt that the smell inside seemed to have condensed into wisps of black and green mist. As long as he went in, he would be dead. This was more dangerous than the bottom of hell!

But they were in the corridor, not at home, so they could do whatever Fang Cheng wanted.

In order to prevent this "parent" from disturbing others too much, Xie Fangcheng used heavy force and both of them fainted.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead. He felt that the middle-aged man in front of him might not be very hygienic. It was hard for him to want to throw him back to his "home" after he fainted, but it didn't seem right to leave him lying in the corridor...

"Let me do it."

Zhang Siquan looked normal, as if he didn't smell anything.

He helped the parent up, and after entering the house, he went to the window and opened it.

The night wind blew in, blowing away the smell of decaying corpses that had been in the house for years. Then he cleaned up the garbage in the living room while thinking in his mind.

Sure enough, this house must have not been lived in for a long time.

This "home" is like a kindergarten for geniuses, a castle in the air that appeared suddenly.

And this house always makes people feel uncomfortable...

A hand gently touched his shoulder, then quickly withdrew.

Zhang Siquan, who was bending over to clean up the messy living room, felt as if his body was warm, and the cold feeling that pierced into his bones disappeared.

Xie Fangcheng is indeed a mysophobe, but it is a bit inhumane for him to do nothing while others are working here.

So Zhang Siquan cleaned up the living room, while the two players, Jie Fangcheng and Zhan Xiaoming, went into the bedroom.

The smell in the bedroom was also extremely bad. Jie Fangcheng was caught off guard and did not hold his breath. He faced such a poisonous gas attack directly. He closed his eyes instantly and felt like he was going to faint. Zhan Xiaoming rushed to the window and opened it for ventilation.

When the wind from outside blew in, Jie Fangcheng finally felt alive again.

He glanced around and could see that this was a poor but perhaps once a warm family.

There is wallpaper on the wall that was put up who knows how many years ago. Although it has signs of mold and swelling now, you can still clearly see the childish paintings drawn with oil paints on the wallpaper.

A family of three, with two big stick figures holding the small one. It should have been drawn by a child.

Apart from the stickman, the surrounding scenery is very realistic, and it was obviously drawn by an adult with good painting skills.

Zhang Siquan had finished cleaning the living room at some point, and when he passed the bedroom, he glanced at the wallpaper.

"It is said that it is Xie Jianye," he paused and did not introduce this person. Of course, everyone present knew who he was talking about, after all, there were only two people with the surname Xie here.

“He studied painting when he was in college.”

oh!

In addition to the child's graffiti and the adults' help, there are also marks left by hanging photo frames on the wall for many years, but as time goes by, these marks seem to have faded.

Jie Fangcheng really had no talent for finding clues. After looking around, he found no clues. Just as he was about to say, "Why don't we stay in a hotel?", he heard Zhang Siquan in front of him ask, "Do you have any mission?"

Jie Fangcheng was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Zhan Xiaoming beside him quickly stood in front of Jie Fangcheng and said in a pretentious manner: "What mission? We are just ordinary kindergarten kids."

"Ordinary children?" Zhang Siquan laughed, but didn't say much, "Okay, you are ordinary children."

Jie Fangcheng, who was blocked behind Zhan Xiaoming, stuck his head out at this moment.

He looked Zhang Siquan up and down in front of him.

"Did you discover anything?"

Zhang Siquan looked up at him and did not answer the question: "Can I ask what your mission is first?"

"Oh," Jie Fangcheng did not hide it from him, "Become a good child recognized by parents."

When saying this, Jie Fangcheng's expression was very calm, and it was obvious that he was confident.

Zhang Siquan asked: "Have you thought of a solution?"

“I thought of it.”

"What is the solution?"

Jie Fangcheng said honestly: "I accepted it after fighting for a while."

Simple, crude and effective.

Zhang Siquan didn't expect this answer. He was stunned and then laughed.

"It's a great idea. But there is a catch in your task. What kind of approval does 'parent approval' mean? If you say you approve, but you don't approve in your heart, does that count as completing the task?"

Jie Fangcheng was calmer than him: "That doesn't matter. When a person is between life and death, their thoughts should be sincere."

It is clear that military strength can solve all evil spirits.

However, Jie Fangcheng can use this method, but other players cannot.

Although he knew that the person in front of him was an NPC, Zhan Xiaoming couldn't help but come over.

"Do you have any ideas?"

Zhang Siquan is a very easy to talk to. When Zhan Xiaoming asked him this, he actually answered.

"I do have an idea. Since we need 'parental approval', then if we know the 'parent's' wish and help them realize it, that would be the most obedient thing to do, right?"

"Ah... but how can we know the NPC's wishes?"

NPC? And the player they just mentioned accidentally?

So these people are actually players of a game, and the world where Zhang Siquan is located is the location of the game copy?

Zhang Siquan remained calm and still looked kind.

He looked at Fang Cheng who understood him.

"I think there's no need to beat them half to death. Just a few gentle beatings and the 'parents' will probably be able to honestly express their wishes, right?"