Shen Zhao outside did not answer.

Qiao Zhen thought to herself, "This man is probably a repressed pervert again." She forced a smile, but then lowered it as she pushed open the door. The sight before her made her freeze. She took a few deep breaths.

Where was Shen Zhao at the entrance? There was only a blood-soaked scarecrow, its limbs severed like those of a normal man, and blood was still flowing down its body.

This scene was extremely eerie in the darkness of the night.

Qiao Zhen suppressed the scream in her throat. She was a person who had killed people before, so she wouldn't scream because of such a small threat, nor would she be so scared that she wouldn't dare to move.

Xiao Ling: [Really?]

Qiao Zhen's heart skipped a beat. [What the hell kind of garbage system is this?!]

Xiao Ling: [Qiao Zhen's configuration system, tsk, it's garbage, it's never been anything but garbage.]

Qiao really wanted to strangle Xiao Ling; what kind of system would add insult to injury for its host?!

Xiao Ling: [That's me.]

Qiao Zhen: [Where's Chu Chu?]

Xiao Ling: [Oh, it's so scared it's hiding in the dark room. Host, what should we do in this situation?]

Qiao Zhen: [What? What to do? Control my body to go back to sleep, wake up early tomorrow, and play along. Let's see what tricks Cheng Yao'er can pull.]

Xiao Ling couldn't help but feel a little smug, rarely seeing Qiao Zhen so cowardly: "Can't you just walk back yourself? It's only a few steps from the bed."

Qiao Zhen was furious. "Hurry up!"

Xiao Ling pouted, not daring to really provoke Qiao Zhen.

Qiao Zhen: [Control everything within a meter of the scarecrow, then sprinkle some sleeping potion on it. Let's see how Cheng Yao'er destroys the evidence!]