Chapter 447 Script Killing 5 Sweetheart Restaurant
Sweetheart Dessert Shop is located a few meters to the right of the beauty salon. Liu Wangxue and the other two saw it as soon as they turned around after leaving the house.
Wenxi was holding Du Yunkai's arm and hiding behind him, sticking half of her face out to look at the "corpse" lying in the middle of the road. Du Yunkai still kept his arm raised and put his watch to his mouth. Li Yu also seemed a little stunned.
The three of them ran over quickly, and Xu Qingsong asked, "Jumped off the building to commit suicide?"
Li Yu pointed to the dessert shop behind him and said, "We just came out to look for you when she jumped down from the building."
Liu Wangxue and the other two looked over and saw a sign on the roof of the dessert shop that read "Fifty Storeys High"!
Tao Huayu exclaimed, "He must be covered in blood if he falls down!"
Seeing that the "corpse" had long hair and was wearing the same dress as Miss Lin, Liu Wangxue grabbed Xu Qingsong's hand and asked softly, "Could it be her?"
The "corpse" was face down and a bit heavy, so Tao Huayu squatted down and put some effort to turn it over. Li Yu also helped him, but when he saw the face with special effects makeup, even though he knew it was fake, he was still frightened for a moment - mainly because he felt disgusted.
Tao Huayu judged the person by his face and said with certainty, "It's Miss Lin."
Li Yu looked up at him: "Who is Miss Lin?"
Du Yunkai and Wenxi also bent down to take a look. Wenxi asked, "What happened to her face? She couldn't have fallen like this, could she?"
Liu Wangxue was standing at a right angle to see that the pocket of the "corpse's" skirt was stretched open, and there seemed to be a piece of paper inside. She walked over, bent down, took it out, and unfolded it: "It's a suicide note."
Upon seeing this, Tao Huayu turned over the other pocket and asked in confusion, "Her cell phone is missing." Just now in Beauty Room No. 2, after Miss Lin showed him the evidence, she put the cell phone directly into the pocket of her skirt.
Du Yunkai asked again: "Who is this person?"
Xu Qingsong pointed to the Sweetheart Restaurant across the street and said, "Why don't we go sit there and talk, and gather the information from both sides. It just so happens that we will go there to search next."
So everyone walked towards the restaurant together.
Liu Wangxue asked Wenxi: "Didn't you go to the plastic surgery hospital? Why did you come out of the dessert shop?"
Wenxi took her arm and said, "We went to the plastic surgery hospital, but the door was locked. We searched nearby for a long time but couldn't find the key, so we didn't go in. Then on the way back to find you, we met a male NPC wearing old-age makeup..."
As they were talking, six people walked into the restaurant which was "open for business" with its door open. The girl with dreadlocks was still the waitress at the front desk. They were old acquaintances, so everyone greeted her together.
This time she didn't check her phone, but kept looking out the door. When she saw everyone coming in, she immediately opened the panel at the front desk and walked straight to Xu Qingsong: "Boss, someone just jumped off the building outside, right? All the customers in the store just went out to watch the excitement, and many of them ran away without paying, and I didn't stop them."
Tao Huayu teased: "Tell me the truth, how many jobs do you work in a day? Could it be that all the shops on this street are your part-time jobs?"
Li Yu answered before her: "I think that's right, Brother Huayu. She was working part-time as a cashier in my dessert shop just now."
The girl with dreadlocks stroked her hair and said, "Well, I have to make a living." She then pleaded with Xu Qingsong, "Boss, please don't blame me for the customer running away with the bill just now. It's not my fault. Please don't deduct my salary."
Xu Qingsong waved his hand: "It's okay, Xiao Qian, don't worry about it."
Tao Huayu immediately teased him: "Oh, loan sharks are different, they are rich and powerful."
Liu Wangxue also laughed: "The restaurant should just be a cover. It doesn't matter whether it makes money or not."
Wenxi, Du Yunkai and Li Yu were immediately curious: "Loan? What kind of loan?"
The girl with dreadlocks didn't give them a chance to communicate. She hurriedly followed her own plot and said to Xu Qingsong, "Boss, since you're back, you can keep an eye on it. The plastic surgery hospital just ordered takeout, I'll go deliver it. My part-time job is up today, I'll be off work after I deliver it."
After she finished speaking, she picked up a packing bag on the front desk and walked out. After walking two steps, she suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back to Xu Qingsong and said, "By the way, Boss, you weren't here at noon. Around 12:30, Zhang Da and Wang Er had an argument and started fighting. Master Li went to mediate, but was pushed and fell down the stairs to the basement. Master Li's phone fell out and slid into the crack of the door. You are the only one who knows the password to that basement. Master Li asked me to tell you before he was sent to the hospital. Can you help him get it out?"
Xu Qingsong nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Watching the girl with dreadlocks leave, Liu Wangxue said, "NPC issued a reminder, the key location of the restaurant is the basement."
Xu Qingsong asked everyone: "Should we gather the information first, or explore and decrypt it first?"
"Let's decrypt it first, find out the information here and then talk about it together." Du Yunkai said.
"Okay." Everyone agreed. Time waits for no one.
The layout of the restaurant is also simple and compact. There is an eight-person table in the lobby to represent the dining area for guests. There is a staircase on the left side of the front desk, but this "staircase" is just a diagram posted on the wall, indicating that this restaurant has a second floor.
To the right of the front desk is a corridor, and next to the corner is a door with "Boss's Office" on it. Xu Qingsong pressed the door handle down, but it wouldn't open, so he said to everyone, "We need a key."
At present, it seems that the only place that can be used for storage is the front desk. Li Yu, who was walking at the end, responded: "I'll go find it."
Xu Qingsong raised his hand and touched the door frame, but there was nothing.
Several people turned around and looked around. On the right was the kitchen and bathroom - these two places just had a door drawn on the wall with a house number on it.
Wenxi raised his hand and touched the lines, then smiled and said, "This is the same as the staircase diagram outside. It tells players that there is such a place, but it is not needed in the plot, so we don't build it. It really saves money."
Liu Wangxue pointed to the left: "Here, the basement."
Following the direction she pointed, I saw a door at the end of the corridor. There was a sign saying "Basement" on the door, and an electronic screen lock with a numeric keypad was installed. Following the door down to the ground, I saw a staircase diagram with "Downstairs Here" written on it.
Du Yunkai complained: "How stingy. Aren't the props here said to be well-made? Can you call this well-made if you cut corners?"
Wenxi asked him, "If you were to do it, would it have to be all real scenes?"
Du Yunkai nodded as a matter of course: "Of course."
Xu Qingsong said to Tao Huayu: "See, the rich and powerful ones are here."
Tao Huayu clasped his hands together and said, "I admire you."
Li Yu quickly searched the desk at the front desk, found a box with a combination lock, and brought it over: "It needs to be unlocked again, a four-digit digital code."
Tao Huayu took the box, took a look at it, and asked, "Did you find any clues when you were looking for it just now?"
Li Yu shook his head: "No, the table at the front desk is too clean."
Xu Qingsong thought for a moment and reached out to Tao Huayu: "Give me the box."
Tao Huayu handed it to him: "Violent demolition?"
Liu Wangxue felt that she seemed to have guessed it, and reminded her: "There is information in the NPC's words."
Xu Qingsong continued, "If it was something useless, the little girl wouldn't have pointed it out."
Du Yunkai also thought of it: "She specifically reminded me of the time."
Wenxi, Li Yu and Tao Huayu had also heard it just now, and they said in unison: "12:30."
Xu Qingsong dialed the numbers on the combination lock to "1230" in sequence, and the lock opened. He took out the lock, took out a key from the box, inserted it into the keyhole of the door handle, and the door opened. He pushed the door open, but did not walk in immediately. Instead, he stood at the door as if the pause button was pressed.
Du Yunkai asked him, "Come in, what's the matter?"
Xu Qingsong handed the box to him and turned to walk towards the basement: "You go in first. I suddenly have an idea about this password."
Li Yu poked his head over and said, "Brother Qingsong, do you want to guess?"
Tao Huayu laughed: "You mean it's just a blind guess?"
Li Yu quickly waved his hands: "I don't have it!"
"Let him guess, let's go in first." Du Yunkai said, pushed all the doors open and walked in.
Tao Huayu, Li Yu and Wenxi followed.
Liu Wangxue didn't go in, but stood next to Xu Qingsong: "What do you think?"
Xu Qingsong randomly pressed his finger on the numeric keypad, and the electronic screen lit up, showing a six-digit input box. He said, "I'm the only one who knows the password, which means this place is very important, and I'm the only one who can enter."
Liu Wangxue tilted her head and looked at him and smiled: "What you said is really correct nonsense."
Xu Qingsong also smiled, stretched out his hand and hugged her, and continued: "For a loan shark like me, what is the most important thing?"
Liu Wangxue said without hesitation: "Of course it is the evidence of your crime."
Xu Qingsong nodded: "In addition to this, I think there is one more thing that is very important."
"What is it?" Liu Wangxue asked.
Xu Qingsong said: "You."
Liu Wangxue pointed at herself, a little surprised: "Me? The director of a beauty salon?"
"Yes. You said something when we were looking at the chat records just now." Xu Qingsong reminded her.
"What did you say?" Liu Wangxue asked. She was watching and commenting at the same time, and she said a lot.
Xu Qingsong reminded again: "The part where they were in love."
As a writer, Liu Wangxue is very sensitive to wording. When she was reading the chat records, she found that the words used by the "restaurant owner" and the "dean" when communicating - even when they were saying sweet words, they all contained implicit commands and control, subtly guiding or strengthening the "dean's" obedience to him.
Putting this aside, there is no doubt that the "restaurant owner" loves the "dean". Even if it is just through words, bystanders can feel the intensity of the love.
Liu Wangxue said at the time: "It seems that the restaurant owner is a person with a strong desire for control and possession. This kind of love is a bit extreme. It's suffocating to think about it. But it seems that the dean has been domesticated. She is quite enjoying it."
Xu Qingsong reached out to press the number keys: "So I guess this password should be the same as the lock screen password of the Dean's office computer."
He also entered the boss's birthday in front and the dean's birthday in the back, but what popped up on the screen were four red words and an exclamation mark.
"The password is wrong." Liu Wangxue looked up at him and smiled, "Mr. Xu, you made a mistake in judgment."
"There is another possibility." Xu Qingsong put the dean's birthday first and lost again.
Liu Wangxue raised her hand and touched his face, saying with pity, "Wrong again."
"I won't give up." Xu Qingsong hugged Liu Wangxue from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, and reached out to type again, "Try this."
He separated the two people's birthday numbers and inserted the dean's birthday number between the boss's birthday numbers, becoming "618+723=671283".
With a "beep", the lock opened.
Liu Wangxue was surprised. She turned around and looked up at Xu Qingsong with great admiration: "How come you are so amazing that you can guess right even without any reason!"
Xu Qingsong pretended to be dissatisfied and raised his hand to pinch her face: "What are you talking about? I have a basis for my judgment, okay?"
"Tell me about it."
Xu Qingsong stretched out his hand and pushed the door open: "Perverted love requires you to be in me and I in you."
"You're amazing." Liu Wangxue turned around, took a look and immediately hugged Xu Qingsong, "Why is it all black again?"
Xu Qingsong did not take her directly in, but reached out to the door first, touched the switch, and with a "click", the light came on.
Facing the door is a rattan screen, which is taller than the door and completely blocks all sightlines from outside. At the bottom of the screen lies a plastic sheet, which should be Master Li's "mobile phone".
Xu Qingsong led Liu Wangxue in. As soon as they walked around the screen, they both felt as if their acupuncture points were pressed, and they could no longer move. They looked at each other, and saw shock and a little bit of uncomfortable embarrassment in each other's expressions.
This "basement" is divided into two areas. On the left is a bed, with the head of the bed against the wall. It is dark red in color, and there are shelves around the bed. A pair of leather handcuffs are hung on the horizontal bar above the foot of the bed. On the wall to the left of the bed is a metal rack, on which various tools are placed or hung. If you like it, you will feel a dazzling array of things at a glance. On the right side of the bed is a whole wall of mirrors.
Xu Qingsong reacted, coughed, and turned right with Liu Wangxue in his arms: "I think that side is probably just for decoration, there is no important information, let's come over here..."
He didn't finish his words and the sound automatically went silent.
Photos all over the wall! "Oh my god, this..." Liu Wangxue's brain, which had been stimulated by the game space just now, started to work. As soon as she spoke, Xu Qingsong raised his hand to cover her eyes. She paused and finished her words: "Pervert, right?"
Next to the photo wall is a workbench, which is equipped with almost everything including computers, printers, photographic equipment, etc.
Xu Qingsong felt that his brain nerves were shaken again. Isn't this just an ordinary script killing? What's the point of doing this? Liu Wangxue raised her arm to grab Xu Qingsong's hand: "Why are you covering my eyes?"
Xu Qingsong didn't let go: "Don't look, it's dirty." As he spoke, he was about to hug Liu Wangxue and walk out: "We won't search here, let's go out."
Liu Wangxue was unwilling and stood still: "Since we are here, we are all adults. What can't we see?"
Xu Qingsong still wanted to take her out: "Eyes are the windows to the soul. Polluting the vision is equivalent to polluting the soul."
Liu Wangxue pulled down hard and pulled his hand off, then led him towards the photo wall: "Since they made this, it must be part of the plot. Now that we are here, it would be a shame if we don't explore it."
Xu Qingsong couldn't do anything with her. Knowing that this was also a game, he didn't want to force her out against her will, so he had to let her pull him forward.
Liu Wangxue looked back at him. Seeing his reluctant look, she actually found it very cute. She pointed at the photos on the wall and said, "Look, the code is so thick that you can't tell what it is. And this shouldn't be taken by a real person. It's probably generated by AI."
"I can see that." Xu Qingsong responded helplessly.
Liu Wangxue stared into Xu Qingsong's eyes and suddenly wanted to tease him. She smiled: "Mr. Xu, I didn't expect you to be so innocent. Didn't you watch movies with your friends during puberty? What about this teacher and that teacher..."
As she spoke, she changed the subject and refuted herself: "Hey, that's not right. Weren't you talking about bondage equipment or something like that last night? Why did you react like this when you saw the real thing today?"
Xu Qingsong raised his hand and flicked her brain: "How can this be the same?"
Liu Wangxue covered his forehead: "What's the difference?"
Xu Qingsong pinched her face with both hands: "I don't have the habit of taking my girlfriend to watch other people having sex. Even if it's an AI photo, it's still very eye-catching."
Liu Wangxue took his hand away and laughed: "I know, I know. Let's find clues quickly. Maybe the detailed information about the loan is here."
Xu Qingsong rubbed her face again and sighed: "Okay."
But when they turned around, they were still attracted by the photos on the wall. They had found photo albums in the dean's office, so they recognized at a glance that the people in these photos were the "dean", and the men who occasionally appeared were the "restaurant owners".
This entire wall of photos is divided into three sections from left to right. The third section contains those that are censored, and the second section contains photos of travel or daily life.
Only the photos in the first section make my hair stand on end after reading them——
There is no "restaurant owner" in these photos, and it is obvious that they all have one thing in common - they were taken secretly.
The date and time of the photo are in the lower right corner of each photo, the earliest one is September 1, 25. The girl's face is still very young, wearing a blue and white school uniform, holding a book and walking with her classmates on the campus, talking and laughing, but the classmate's face is cut out. According to the space and angle, the photographer should be standing upstairs, the picture is enlarged, and the pixels appear a little blurry.
The photo was too high, and Liu Wangxue couldn't reach it visually, so she asked Xu Qingsong for help: "Take it down and see if there is anything written on the back."
Xu Qingsong raised his arm, pulled out the thumbtack, took down the photo, turned it over, and put it in front of Liu Wangxue to look at it with her. It said: "New students of the first grade of high school report. I didn't expect to meet you again after only two hours. It's fate. You are so beautiful, I am a little moved."
"It must be a bad fate!" Liu Wangxue rolled his eyes.
"First year of high school, probably only sixteen or seventeen years old." Xu Qingsong couldn't believe it. He always thought that age should be the purest and most beautiful age.
He pinned the photo back to its original place. There were too many photos below, so the two of them picked them out. There was something written on the back of each photo they picked out, recording the change in the feelings of the "restaurant owner" for the "dean" from weak to strong, and even including some fantasies and sexual fantasies.
There is a photo of the "dean" smiling at her college acceptance letter, sitting at her bedroom desk, with the windows of the old building open. Obviously, this photo was taken from the opposite side.
"Are they neighbors?" Liu Wangxue asked.
"Very likely." Xu Qingsong said as he took the card down. Sure enough, the answer was on the back.
It read: "We've been neighbors for less than half a year but now we're forced to separate. My grades are too bad to get into the university you go to. Haha, I can't get into any university. But it doesn't matter, I will chase you."
The next candid photos show the "dean" following her from college to work, with the "restaurant owner" following her all the way to this city.
The photos are like a diary, recording how the "restaurant owner" joined the local gang, how he became the boss's confidant, and how he eventually inherited the "business" and the restaurant from the boss. He felt that he had made it big, so he went to create a chance encounter with the "dean" who was a beauty consultant at the time.
It's a clichéd hero-saves-beauty segment, where a good girl meets a gangster. The more she gets to know him, the more dangerous he becomes. However, the more dangerous he becomes, the more attractive he becomes. With just a little trickery from him, she feels like she has met her perfect soul mate, and she can't control herself and falls for him.
The two officially got together in the spring of 1936. In the photo, her smile was more beautiful than cherry blossoms. The "restaurant owner" directly bought the beauty salon where she worked, which is now the Sweetheart Beauty Salon, and gave it to her as a love gift.
Then the "restaurant owner" confessed to the "dean" that the ten-year secret love and the strong love that enveloped her at the time made her dizzy and ignored the brainwashing and mind control words, and willingly sank into the enjoyment. Therefore, after seeing so many secretly taken photos, she did not feel any discomfort in her heart, but felt that she was deeply loved by him.
As a result, all subsequent developments became a natural progression.
After looking at the photos, Liu Wangxue commented: "This is an expert, not just an ordinary expert. Anyone who encounters this expert will be doomed."
"That's right," Xu Qingsong sighed, "It's not ruled out that he loves her, but in the name of love, even an unhealthy relationship can be whitewashed or even beautified."
Liu Wangxue suddenly thought of this and said sarcastically, "If this is posted online, how many people will be disappointed with them, considering they are so good-looking and have such interesting personalities—"
Xu Qingsong thought about it and said, "It's true. It's very likely."
Liu Wangxue suddenly had an idea: "I suddenly got an inspiration."
Xu Qingsong asked: "What inspiration?"
"I'll tell you when I get back. Let's play the game first." Liu Wangxue reached out and tapped the keyboard. The display screen lit up, and the password was needed again. She remembered Xu Qingsong's words "perverted love" at the door, and muttered "You are in me and I am in you", and entered 671283, successfully unlocking the door.
The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Pervert."
There were only a few image processing software on the desktop of this computer. Liu Wangxue opened "My Computer" and looked through two or three disks, but only found photo backups.
She called out to Xu Qingsong, who was squatting beside the table checking the cabinets: "Come and take a look. They must have hidden something again."
After Xu Qingsong stood up, Liu Wangxue changed his seat and continued to search the tables, cabinets and drawers.
There were several black storage boxes in the cabinet, each containing many CDs, without names, only with dates. Thinking of the photos on the wall, Liu Wangxue thought they were not useful, so she closed the box and put it back. In addition to the storage boxes, there were packages of photo printing paper. There was nothing in the drawer, just some stationery.
After Liu Wangxue finished looking through all of them, Xu Qingsong also found the hidden folders and a hidden program.
After standing for a long time, his legs felt a little tired, so Liu Wangxue pulled a chair over and asked Xu Qingsong, "Would you like to sit down?"
Xu Qingsong sat down on it, stretched out his arm, pulled Liu Wangxue over and made her sit on his lap.
There was only one chair, and Liu Wangxue didn't mean to do that. She just wanted to ask. With Xu Qingsong's personality, he would definitely let her sit. Hey, she thought, this is also good, so she nestled comfortably in Xu Qingsong's arms and looked at things on the computer with him.
The hidden program was called "Meilidai". Xu Qingsong double-clicked the mouse to run it, and the interface that opened required a login password.
Liu Wangxue said: "Try 671283 again?"
After Xu Qingsong entered the information, he successfully logged in. He shook his head and sighed, "It seems like he loves it."
Liu Wangxue smiled and said, "That's it. How can it not make people excited?"
Because it only serves the plot, the program does not need to be too good, but it is not difficult to find through the rough interface that this is similar to a terminal management system that stores all borrowers' personal information, nude photos, loan records, repayment records, etc.
The interface is divided into two columns, one called "Good Debt" and the other called "Bad Debt".
Xu Qingsong clicked on the former first, and the window that opened was filled with dense rows of "name + ID number". He held the mouse and clicked on one at random to open it, and the page that popped up listed the above information. Scrolling down, he found that in addition to this information, there were three more columns. One column was "Invitation code: XXXX"; another column was "Downline: XX", followed by a list of names + ID numbers, followed by "Commission transfer repayment XXX yuan"; the last column was "Outstanding debt: XXX yuan".
What's there to not understand? Liu Wangxue grabbed Xu Qingsong's hand on her waist and said excitedly, "Look, I said that Sweetheart Nail Art's mother asked her to have plastic surgery. Maybe she wanted to develop her into a downline and use the commission to repay the loan. Maybe she found her conscience later, or Sweetheart Nail Art protected her personal information very well, so this plan was not realized."
"You're right," Xu Qingsong typed the words "Sweetheart Nail Art" into the search box at the top of the page, "Let's see which subordinates she has developed and whether there are any important clues."
When I hit the Enter key, it displayed "No search results".
Liu Wangxue leaned forward: "Hey, what's going on?"
Xu Qingsong closed the page and clicked "Bad Debt": "So it's here?"
The page pops up. The "Name + ID Number" here is not as numerous as the "Good Account" page. There are only two columns. You don't even need to scroll the page. You can find "Sweetheart Nail Art Mother" at a glance.
Xu Qingsong clicked on it and found that the photos here were in black and white. He immediately had a hunch in his heart - "bad debt" meant that the borrower was "deceased" and unable to repay the loan.
Scrolling down the page, all the information bars turned black, and Liu Wangxue expressed Xu Qingsong's premonition.
Scrolling to the bottom, they found the information they were looking for. Liu Wangxue pointed at it and said, "Sweetheart Dessert Sister?"
Xu Qingsong tapped the table with his finger and said, "They just went to the dessert shop. We'll go out and ask them later."
Liu Wangxue moved his eyes downwards: "Hey, she has paid off her debt." The column for unpaid debts was marked "0 yuan".
Xu Qingsong used his index finger to scroll the mouse wheel to scroll up the page, stopping at the "Repayment Record": "The last repayment was 300,000. Look at the date. It's January 20, 41."
Liu Wangxue tried hard to recall: "At this time, Sweetheart Nail Art had already started helping the laboratory with research and development, right? I remember that there seemed to be a large transfer of funds from the laboratory at this time?" She couldn't remember the details. Really, she should have kept all the important clues.
Xu Qingsong remembered and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, it was at this time. It seems that Sweetheart Nail Art may have helped her mother pay off the remaining part of the loan."
Liu Wangxue really didn't know what to say and could only sigh.
Xu Qingsong closed the page and patted her waist with his hand: "Don't be sad, it's all fake."
Liu Wangxue's eyes were still on the computer screen. She caught a name and held down Xu Qingsong's hand holding the mouse to prevent him from closing the current page.
"Wait a minute!" she said, and then raised her hand to click, "Dessert sister - no way..."
Xu Qingsong moved the mouse and clicked on it. The photo was in black and white. Scrolling to the bottom, it showed "Outstanding balance: 84,721.29 yuan". Scrolling up to the repayment record, the last repayment record was on May 13, 43.
Xu Qingsong speculated, "The nail salon's perpetual calendar shows that today is July 19, 1943. In other words, Sister Dessert passed away two months ago?"
"Maybe." Liu Wangxue guessed.
Xu Qingsong took a look at the date of the first loan, closed the page, and then suddenly hugged Liu Wangxue tightly.
"What's wrong?" Liu Wangxue turned around and looked at him.
Xu Qingsong clicked the mouse and opened another page. He took his hand back and hugged her with both arms: "Look back, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Liu Wangxue turned her head back, and her pupils widened when she saw the name next to the black and white photo on the page. She felt a little cold all over, turned around and hugged Xu Qingsong in his arms: "How is it possible? Didn't she just die? How come her information is listed in this column? Now you are the boss here, but that girl said you haven't been here since noon..."
The borrower on the computer screen looked like a pretty girl in the photo, and the name next to her was "Ms. Lin."
Xu Qingsong reminded her: "Cellphone."
By the way, this "Meilidai" has an APP that needs to be downloaded to the mobile phone. Liu Wangxue remembered what Tao Huayu said when he just checked the "corpse": "He said that Miss Lin's mobile phone is missing."
"Yes, he's gone. What happened?" Tao Huayu's voice suddenly came, and then he came out from behind the screen. When he saw the posture of Xu Qingsong and Liu Wangxue, he couldn't help but complain again, "You two don't have to be so inseparable, right? There are surveillance cameras here too."
Liu Wangxue felt a little embarrassed, so he let go of Xu Qingsong and stood up.
Xu Qingsong also stood up with her, turned around and pushed her back into the chair, and asked Tao Huayu: "Have you finished the search over there?"
Tao Huayu came over, nodded and said, "We're almost done searching. I saw you guys hadn't gone in yet, so I came out to take a look. I didn't expect you to actually guess the password here. What did you find?"
He looked around and was shocked by the photos on the wall. "What are these? Such perverted things?!"
Du Yunkai's voice sounded at the door, with interest: "Hey, what a pervert, let me see."
Du Yunkai and Tao Huayu took different routes. Tao Huayu turned right as soon as he entered the door, so he saw Liu Wangxue and Xu Qingsong. He entered the door along the same route as Liu Wangxue and Xu Qingsong, turned left, and saw the bed, utensils and mirror.
Du Yunkai made two "tsk tsk" sounds and corrected them: "This is not abnormal at all. At most, it is a common hobby that we both agree on, and we just play it in a fancy way."
Tao Huayu turned his head towards the sound, was stunned, and shouted "Fuck" in his heart.
Wenxi followed Du Yunkai in and saw it too. She said excitedly, "Oh~ I was wondering why the details page of this script-killing game said 'Minors are prohibited from participating'. So this is how it works—"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yu's curious voice sounded at the door: "What is this? How do you play it?"
Xu Qingsong, Liu Wangxue and Tao Huayu said in unison: "Don't let him in!"
Wen Xi reacted quickly, turned around and pushed Li Yu, who had already stepped into the door, out, and pulled him out: "Come on, let's go to the lobby and wait for them."
Li Yu was dragged away by her and couldn't help looking back into the room, but the screen blocked everything: "What on earth is that? Let me see——"
Wenxi didn't let go: "It's not suitable for children. Children are not allowed to watch it."
"Sister Wenxi," Li Yu had no choice but to follow her and pointed at himself, "I'm a senior this year, 22 years old, and I've already reached adulthood."
Wenxi smiled and said, "Be good and listen to me. You are still young."
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