Xia Zhibai watched Xia Rouxin walk to the left, and then she continued to look around the room.
This basement is a large room, but the front part blocked by debris seems to be partitioned.
The lighting is not very good, and even the flashlight here works intermittently.
She clapped twice, and the light that flickered twice dimmed instantly.
"Wow! What's going on?"
"Why is there no light?"
"We can't see anything in the room."
"You can see it, don't panic, there is a night shooting function."
Sure enough, the screen of Xia Zhibai in the live broadcast room went dark for a while, and then she appeared clearly in front of everyone, but the lighting was a little worse.
When Su Yue saw this at the hotel, she secretly broke into a cold sweat for Xia Zhibai.
"I hope nothing will happen."
Mo Nanfeng was feeling very depressed at the moment. Mo Shiyi came back and whispered a few words in his ear, and he felt a little better.
"Mr. Sheng is still watching, waiting for Director Zhang to call him."
Mo Nanfeng glanced at the trending search terms, but he still hadn't seen what he wanted to see. He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Don't worry, the good show will start slowly."
Yes, he is not in a hurry. Once the news gets going, his Zhibai will probably become a hot topic again.
Just now, there are two entries about her in the top ten: "#AnchorXiaMaster dotes on his sister!"
"#I really want to be Master Xia's sister."
There aren't many things in the basement. One reason is that most of them were burned, and the other is that the props team didn't make any major modifications to the basement.
But there are some unclean things here, so it looks eerie.
"Sister, there seems to be nothing here." Xia Rouxin walked about ten meters away. There were burnt walls around her, and some black ashes were stuck on the walls. The walls were empty, with nothing hanging on them.
There's really nothing as far as the eye can see.
"I have some burnt-out boards here, and some screws scattered on the floor."
Xia Zhibai squatted down, took out his cell phone, turned on the light and shone it on the ground.
"Then I'll come over."
Xia Rouxin called out softly, not taking Xia Zhibai's words to heart, and ran towards her.
But Xia Zhibai stopped him: "Don't come over."
"W-why?"
Xia Rouxin was puzzled and slowed down her pace, but still walked over gently.
"This thing must have been very important in that era!" Xia Zhibai saw her coming and pointed at the screw on the ground that was burnt into a black ball.
This thing is normal if it appears in normal places, but it is abnormal when it appears here.
Xia Rouxin is not a fool. She can tell the problem as soon as she hears it.
"Could it be a clue?"
She asked nervously, sweeping the flashlight at the ground, which surprised her again.
There seemed to be many places where oil had been spilled on the ground, and it was sticky.
"This is normal." Xia Zhibai picked up a branch from the ground. It looked very dry and felt a little light in his hand.
Xia Rouxin was puzzled: "Is this a clue?"
She didn't believe that the branch could be a clue. If she really had to choose one, she would choose the screw on the ground.
As if seeing through her thoughts, Xia Zhibai stretched out his hand to stop her: "Don't pick it up."
"Why?" Xia Rouxin intuitively felt that Xia Zhibai was making things difficult for her because there was something wrong with this.
And this question was most likely prepared by Ma Shu.
When netizens in the live broadcast room saw this, they were divided into two groups. One group supported Xia Zhibai's point of view, and the other group supported Xia Rouxin. Since it was abnormal, it must be a clue.
Xia Zhibai looked at her steadily and let go of her hand, meaning, if you want to pick it up, I won't stop you.
Pick up?
Still not picking it up?
When Xia Rouxin looked at Xia Zhibai, it felt like there were two little people fighting in her head.
But in the end, she just looked at the screw twice more, and finally stood up without picking it up.
"I just thought the difference would be a clue."
Xia Rouxin gently raised her eyelids, looked at her with an uneasy expression, and explained in a low voice.
After saying this, she sighed softly with a hint of regret, expressing her sorrow.
In the live broadcast room, all her fans were saying, "Don't be sad, Xinxin. If it's a real clue, come back later to pick it up."
But there were also some old fans of Xia Zhibai who spoke up for her, saying, "Xia the anchor isn't making things difficult for no reason. She doesn't let others touch her, there must be a reason."
"Yes, we believe in Anchor Xia."
"What's the point of you believing? If it delays the process, will you take responsibility?"
"Xinxin picks it up. If anything really happens, the production crew is not far away, and we will also call the police."
The quarrel immediately broke out again in the live broadcast room, but in the end, they did not stop even after watching Xia Zhibai and Xia Rouxin walk away.
The other two groups did not have so many ordinary wards, but because the burn damage was more serious, the rooms were relatively empty.
Lu Yan found a note that said "I have a secret from you", but it didn't mention anyone.
He carefully put it away and walked downstairs with Ning Sisi.
Originally they wanted to continue forward and search, but the locked door suddenly opened, so they decided to retreat first.
Wu Qingyue and Shen Yi also searched separately. When they found a locked room, they knew they had to find a key, and opening the door was the key to passing the level.
"Let's go back to the room we just came out of. The key should be somewhere else."
The task card did not say what the three clues were, but it told them some clues.
What they encountered was, if the front door is locked, please find the key, that is important evidence.
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