Chapter 5: Lu Xiaofeng Returns

But after he looked at it himself, he frowned: "Your handwriting is incomplete, and the order is reversed."

Lu Yusheng then realized the cultural differences; the rhythm game he had played before was developed overseas and was relatively niche.

The domestic version is not fully translated, and the names of the accessibility functions are all things like "game start", "yes", and "no".

In other words, he uses English almost exclusively in his daily life.

I guess those letters were just decorative patterns in his mind, so he never paid much attention to them.

She swallowed nervously, but quickly calmed down: "The script in my hometown comes from the Central Plains. After being used for so many years, it has become like this. Please get used to it, senior."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhaixing looked up at her, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said, "It seems there are many skilled craftsmen over there. I am very interested in your hometown."

Lu Yusheng chuckled and agreed twice, only feeling relieved when he saw Lu Yusheng become engrossed in the game again.

After that, she went to attend to her own business.

Unexpectedly, the senior colleague was still looking at the screen during lunch. After thinking for a moment, I casually asked in order to start a conversation, "Since you are so meticulous, you must have some clues by now, right?"

Sikong Zhaixing awkwardly put down her phone: "Let's not talk about this, let's eat first."

Damn it, reasoning isn't his forte, little girl, you've really messed up the game!

Does he have to admit that he's not as smart as Lu Xiaofeng?

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Meanwhile, Lu Xiaofeng finally solved the case within three days after overcoming numerous difficulties, but after waiting and waiting, he still didn't see the person who was supposed to come at the agreed location...

He had no choice but to follow the marks left along the way, step by step.

But the more he looked at him, the worse his expression became—none of the markings along the way had been touched.

Although that monkey was mischievous, he wouldn't joke about something like this. Unless someone was deliberately trying to tease him...

Is there any place in this world that can imprison Sikong Zhaixing?

While feeling lost and confused, he suddenly remembered something and realized, "Oh no, could that inn really be a rip-off?"

The more he thought about it, the worse it seemed, so he quickly turned around and ran towards the outside of the city.

Along the way, Lu Xiaofeng recalled the various doubts he had had about the place before leaving, and felt extremely annoyed. Knowing that it was suspicious, he still left him there. Wasn't this just pushing Sikong Zhaixing into a fire pit with his own hands?

Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng had a good memory; even if he accidentally passed by a building while traveling at night, he could still clearly remember its location.

In addition, his lightness skill was no less than that of Sikong Zhaixing, and he arrived at the location he remembered in just three hours.

When we arrived at the small building, we could see an old man in the distance.

Lu Xiaofeng had seen Sikong Zhaixing in this disguise before, so he recognized her easily.

...Judging from his posture, he didn't seem to be restrained in any way.

Unexpectedly, when Sikong Zhaixing saw him, she came out as if she had met a savior: "Aren't you very good at solving cases? Come and see something interesting."

Following his words, Lu Xiaofeng also noticed the peculiar object in his hand.

Before he could ask what was going on, Sikong Zhaixing shoved her phone screen in front of his face and asked, "It's this game. Who do you think killed that little girl?"

Before he could even hear the whole thing, Lu Xiaofeng instinctively refused: "What game? I don't play games at all..."

Unexpectedly, Sikong Zhaixing spoke even faster than him, completely disregarding the refusal in his words, and pointed to several suspicious points that she had finally discovered, saying: "Look at what this diary says, her grandmother has been abusing her, why did her father stand by and do nothing? And her mother was not mentioned at all, I suspect that there is something else going on about this girl's background."

Then she turned that item off and clicked on another item in the room: "And this, the rag doll that the neighbor's uncle gave me. Don't be fooled by how cute it looks, Xiaoyu said there's a listening device inside, something that can monitor her."

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes couldn't help but be fixed on the strange changes under his fingers: "What...is this?"

Sikong Zhaixing had no mood to explain the principles to him now, especially since he himself only had a vague understanding. So he changed the subject and said, "Didn't I already say it's a game?"

More than that, he was now concerned about who the murderer was, the one who had been troubling him all day.

So he urged Lu Xiaofeng, who was staring intently at the screen, again: "The owner of this room is dead. I have now identified four suspects. Why don't you try to solve this mystery?"

Having understood the problem, Lu Xiaofeng did not rush to take action, but instead persistently asked, "Why is there movement inside this thing?"

Sikong Zhaixing said smugly, "Don't you understand? This is a miniature version of a picture book drawn by someone else. If you click on the mechanism on it, it will trigger the next scene."

"Yeah?"

Lu Xiaofeng was still a little skeptical. What kind of picture book could achieve such interactivity?

However, seeing how confident he was, I took the phone and replied, "Wait... I'll try."

Then I tried to do it the way I had just seen.

When he first received it, he couldn't figure out where his finger landed, and it didn't respond at all after several attempts.

Seeing his clumsy movements, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but think of the scene when she first started using it.

He then reached out and, bypassing his fingers, clicked on the next spot: "This was left by the last suspect, the little girl's childhood sweetheart, named Arjun."

These words seemed to have flipped a switch, and Sikong Zhaixing began to show off like a child displaying a new toy: "Try pointing to other things, you can open those drawers and cabinets... and there are things under the clothes on the bed too."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded in agreement with his gesture: "That's interesting. Where did you get it?"

Sikong Zhaixing's smile froze again: "This belongs to that proprietress."

"Is that so... It seems he truly is unfathomable."

Upon hearing this, he only sighed once and said nothing more, but instead began to deduce the truth, treating the game in his hand as if it were a case.

During this time, Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but share his speculations with him.

The two of them stood outside and played like that.

When Lu Yusheng returned from his trip, this was the scene he saw.

She recognized Lu Xiaofeng at a glance; she still had a deep impression of this generous guest.

After exchanging greetings, he warmly invited the two into the house.

Once inside, Lu Xiaofeng calmly surveyed the place. It was almost identical to when he left, except that there was an extra table and a few chairs in the lobby on the first floor.

The tables and chairs are well-made, but the wood is of poor quality. However, the surface is polished with wax and has a transparent tablecloth on it, so it looks quite sophisticated.

Seeing that the phone meant for Sikong Zhaixing had been switched with someone else, she wasn't too angry. Instead, she was more troubled by something else—

"Young Master Lu..."

Lu Xiaofeng, who was interpreting the information, looked at her upon hearing this.

The girl looked at him with a shy, blushing expression, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Just as he was filled with doubt, Lu Yusheng finally finished agonizing and continued, "You gave too much money before. The old man didn't spend much here. How about I give you some back?"

When she first received the 100-tael silver note, she didn't take it too seriously. It wasn't until she tried to redeem it through the system that she discovered it was equivalent to more than 60,000 RMB.

A normal internet cafe room only costs a few dozen yuan for a night, and she has never bought the equipment because of this. She is planning to return part of the money.

So that's all you wanted to say?

Lu Xiaofeng waved his hand: "I'm already very grateful that the boss is willing to take care of my friend. There's no need to mention more money."

Unexpectedly, Lu Yusheng's expression became even more conflicted after hearing this: "...I know that people in the martial arts world don't care about formalities, but do you and your grandfather still call each other brothers?"

A note from the author:

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Prices are based on those during the Ming Dynasty.