Wu Yu got scared and decided to confess everything.
Shi Jinzhe started him off by saying, "Let's begin with the residents' information in the building: names, jobs, tell us as much as you know."
Wu Yu nodded repeatedly: "There aren't many residents in this building, so let me tell you from top to bottom."
"This building has seven floors. Only the landlord of apartment 705 lives on the seventh floor. His surname is Zhao, and we all call him Uncle Zhao. He is divorced and has a daughter."
“We all call his daughter Xiao Zhao. She lives in apartment 602 with her husband. They have a good relationship. Her husband has a very good temper and is friendly to everyone. He is usually very artistic and loves to write poetry. We call him an artistic youth in private.”
Shi Jinzhe interrupted, "What kind of personality does Xiao Zhao have?"
"Hmm... She talks a lot, but she's very filial. Every day she prepares her meals and takes them upstairs to her dad. After dinner, she chats with Uncle Zhao and watches TV for a while before coming down around nine or ten o'clock."
"Eat?" Zhou Xiao interrupted, "Do you guys even need to eat?"
He had been in the house for a day and hadn't found anything edible. He was so hungry that he spent 1 point in the item shop to buy a very ordinary bread.
Wu Yu said matter-of-factly, "As for food, everyone will continue to live the same way as before. There's nothing different. The shopping malls and markets outside will also be reset, so there's no shortage of food."
Shi Jinzhe: "You were able to get out? You were able to yesterday too?"
Wu Yu: "Sure, I went out this morning."
Shi Jinzhe tapped back and forth with his hand on Sheh's shoulder, unconsciously lost in thought.
In the past, an invisible wall would lock both players and native inhabitants in, with the aim of preventing players from being left behind in the dungeon world.
However, in this instance, the native inhabitants can leave, but the players cannot.
Based on what Wu Yu said and his strange spotted dog, Shi Jinzhe guessed that all the ghosts in the world must have something special about them.
Is the game's lockdown setting in this round meant to protect players from leaving?
The slow tapping continued. Sheh glanced over his shoulder, knowing that Shi Jinzhe was probably still thinking, and continued asking:
"So each of you remembers what happened during those seven days? Why did the world become like this?"
Wu Yu trembled as soon as he heard her speak and couldn't help but shrink back: "I don't know the reason... It's just that one day all sorts of strange accidents suddenly occurred all over the world, and people were dying everywhere. Everyone was very scared. This situation lasted for seven days, until the eighth day, when probably everyone had died, the world suddenly started to cycle."
"As for memories, we all remember. At first, we didn't know each other, but after time was reset time and time again, we became familiar with each other. For example, I often played with Xiao Huang who lived in 605, and we had a very good relationship."
"Little Huang?" Shi Jinzhe's focused attention was pulled back.
Could Wu Yu be referring to Huang Zhuoqiu?
Just to be on the safe side, Shi Jinzhe asked Huang Zhuoqiu's full name:
"What is his full name, Xiao Huang? What are the characters in it?"
"Huang Zhuoqiu, Huang as in yellow, Zhuo as in carving, Qiu as in autumn."
"Okay, you can continue."
Wu Yu coughed twice: "Xiao Huang and his mother live in 605. Xiao Huang is a college student, and his mother is a teacher, but his mother, well..."
He hesitated for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed, as if he disliked Huang Zhuoqiu's mother very much.
"She's very strict with Xiao Huang, always telling him to stay away from me. She's also very stingy; every time it's time to pay rent, she'll haggle with Uncle Zhao for ages, dragging it out as long as possible, and won't pay unless you come knocking on the door to ask for it..."
Anyway, even though everyone calls her "teacher," we all think she's just so-so.
Shi Jinzhe: "And what about you?"
“I…I…” Wu Yu lowered his head: “There are only two households on the sixth floor. My brother and I live on the fifth floor. His name is Wu Li. There is no one else on this floor.”
"Don't you brothers have nicknames?" Shekh was impressed by those eyes; if the older brother was spying, the younger brother might know them too.
You might not be able to tell much about a person from their name, but their nickname is usually very telling.
"I don't know..."
The gaze from above was too oppressive. Wu Yu thought for a moment and decided to betray her younger brother. "Does everyone call him rude? He... he used to steal girls' clothes..."
A disdainful look fell upon him, and Wu Yu swallowed hard. "And then there are the residents on the first to fourth floors. Except for 202 and 402, the other rooms on these four floors have been rented by a nearby company as cheap dormitories for their employees. They can have a single room for 200 yuan a month."
Shi Jinzhe: "How much do you know about these people?"
"It's rare to see this group of people leaving early and returning late. I don't know them; they're not familiar with us."
"Tell me about 402, how much do you know about this couple?"
"They have a very good relationship."
Wu Yu described the situation in room 402: the master bedroom was occupied by a sincere young couple who were always positive and helpful to anyone in need, and they got along well with everyone.
One of the two people lying on their sides was the silent young man he had replaced, and the other was a girl who rarely left the room.
"What about 202?"
"The couple in room 202, the man is often away on business trips, and the woman is a bit withdrawn and doesn't interact much with others. Her name is Zheng Jingjing, and I don't know much else about her."
Shi Jinzhe remembered the information Zhou Xiao had given him and finally asked, "Are Zheng Jingjing and Xiao Zhao from 605 classmates?"
"I think so. I really don't know. Zheng Jingjing rarely goes out." Wu Yu looked up hopefully. "That's all I know. That's all."
His purpose in spying wasn't to conduct a census. With the world at a standstill and everyone mutated, each person had unique characteristics. His eyes could only observe cautiously; he wasn't a surveillance camera, so how could he know everything?
Wu Yu lay on the ground, waiting quietly, hoping that the two men would let him go.
"There's one more question. Answer it and I'll let you go."
Shi Jin squatted down in half: "After you took over this body, what happened to the original soul inside?"
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