Shi Jinzhe did not comment on this, but tapped his finger back and forth on the scepter.
The scepter did not absorb any negative energy or have any special impurities, indicating that these two people are genuine players and were not replaced by ghosts.
He asked, "What's the deal with that player who's avoiding the game? Could you elaborate?"
Zhou Xiao glanced at the scepter. This kind of item was rare. The fact that it could be carried for a long time meant that it could continue to work. Items with similar effects in the store all cost more than two thousand points, but he had never seen a scepter in the store even though he browsed the item store every day.
If it wasn't bought from the item shop, then it must be a two-word skill condensation, or a drop from a high-difficulty dungeon. In any case, the man in front of him is most likely a top player.
Out of a desire to make friends, Zhou Xiao answered truthfully: "He revealed a flaw and was discovered by the ghosts here. He was inexperienced the first time, and the ghosts tricked him into opening the door, which also exposed the player's situation."
Shi Jinzhe then asked, "How did that person die?"
“He’s not dead.” Zhou Xiao was worried whenever he mentioned this. He lit a cigarette. “He was replaced by a ghost. It’s just that the player had nothing and chose the weakest one. If it had picked up a stronger one, I’m not sure if the ghost would have taken the opportunity to leave the dungeon.”
The man with the buzz cut next to him thought it was unlikely: "The system would allow that? This situation should be considered a mission failure and be directly eliminated. Even if a player has points, it will still check."
"I was just saying." Zhou Xiao took a deep drag on his cigarette. "You guys better be careful. That ghost is living in the same room as you now. I think the ghosts here are pretty strong. One exorcism talisman is not enough."
"We'll be careful." Shi Jinzhe held Shehe's hand, gazing at her affectionately as he spoke, as if the agonizing survival game in other people's eyes was less important than his love.
Sheh was speechless, but still leaned on Shi Jinzhe's shoulder and said in a monotone voice, "It's just a ghost, it's very simple."
The tone was flat and straightforward, as if saying that crushing an ant was nothing special, not even worth bragging about.
"Yes, with you here, I feel very safe."
The two of them worked together, and their image as invincible bosses who didn't care about dungeons quickly became real.
After Shi Jinzhe finished his performance, he smiled apologetically at Zhou Xiao and the other man, "You flatter me. I'm not in the mood for the dungeon right now; I just want to get out of here as soon as possible."
That's what I meant...
Zhou Xiao thought it sounded strange, like he was in Versailles.
The man with the buzz cut retorted, "Then why didn't you guys show up all day yesterday?"
"We were busy with other things today, and we were only pulled in tonight to save the day from the dungeon."
The time was running out, and the truth was mixed with falsehood. The silver space ring and the gold vine ring on her finger rested on the crystal, shining brightly under the shimmering purple light, which greatly enhanced the value of the words "rescue".
Huang Zhuoqiu's words made Shi Jinzhe realize the issue of player numbers. Although Zhou Xiao hadn't yet recognized all the players, it was necessary to resolve the Shehe issue to avoid further complications.
The ghost impersonation has already happened. If he and Shekh don't show up for a day, they will definitely be suspected of being impersonated by a ghost.
Huang Zhuoqiu, being a ghost, is suspicious, as are the players, who are living people. With both sides on guard against him, they will encounter greater obstacles when trying to obtain clues.
Instead of making excuses, it's better to openly admit that you were just one day late.
The reason of "saving the day" is quite appropriate, but the premise of "saving" is having sufficient ability to use the word "save".
People admire those who are strong. A day's progress can't be made up, but he can get clues from players who experienced yesterday's events.
Zhou Xiao asked in confusion, "Can I start the dungeon again and then enter it?"
Shi Jinzhe said, "Of course you can, otherwise how did I get in?"
"Hurry up." Shekh impatiently tossed his hair down, revealing a ring on his hand. "If you're not going to look for ghosts now, give me a plate of osmanthus mochi to replenish my energy."
"Osmanthus mochi...?" Zhou Xiao was wondering if this was a bit too casual when he saw Shi Jinzhe suddenly produce a plate of osmanthus mochi and give it to Shehe.
After taking one serving, he handed out two more to himself and the crew-cut man.
The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms filled his nostrils, and the mochi was soft and chewy. As Sher put it in his mouth, Zhou Xiao could already imagine how delicious it would be.
Imagining the soft mochi overflowing between their lips and teeth, the two, who hadn't eaten properly all day, inevitably started drooling.
"For us?"
Shi Jinzhe stepped forward and handed it over: "Take this and eat it."
The last dungeon dropped too much food; even Shekh couldn't finish it all, even if he felt nauseous from eating it.
Zhou Xiao and the man with the buzz cut handed it over with both hands: "Thank you..."
Shi Jinzhe relaxed and leaned against the wall: "I arrived late, and there are still some things that are unclear. Would you be interested in talking to me about them? Perhaps I can offer some ideas, and we can leave here together sooner."
Zhou Xiao paused in his eating, realizing that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
He glanced at the gold rings on their fingers; back then they were just plain bands, but now they had blossomed into golden flowers.
After the two gold rings bloomed, they transformed into delicate vines that intertwined, inseparable, just like hands clasped together.
Zhou Xiao understood; what he held in his hands were all props…
He's beholden to those who give him money, and he's obligated to feed them. If he doesn't reveal any clues today, he probably won't be able to escape from these two.
After swallowing the mochi, he confessed honestly: "Actually, there weren't many clues. The two of us tried to get information from him all day, but we couldn't find out a single murder case. No one has ever died in this building, and there aren't even any unfounded rumors."
The man with the buzz cut chimed in, "That's right. Let alone solving the mystery, we haven't even gotten a clue where the murder is."
Shekh: "Is this all you've inquired about all day?"
Zhou Xiao: ...
It seems like he's been deemed useless, even though he's already someone who's completed eight dungeons.
Shi Jinzhe's attitude was gentler than Shehe's: "It's okay, you can think about it slowly until you remember. Don't rush, I'll stay here with you."
“…” Zhou Xiao cleared his throat twice: “Um… there’s one more thing, this building belongs to apartment 705, and everyone here is his tenant.”
"Be more specific," Shekh said, glancing sideways at the soundproofing barrier.
"A divorced man living alone, in his fifties. His daughter and son-in-law also live in this building, in apartment 603. They have been married for ten years and I heard they have a good relationship."
"continue."
"Sigh..." Zhou Xiao knew he couldn't win, so he kept a calm mind.
While these two were still willing to try diplomacy first, rather than resorting to torture, he revealed all the information he had gathered:
"When we went downstairs today, we saw a couple arguing in apartment 202. The woman's neck was bruised from being choked. The couple from apartment 603 even came downstairs to break up the fight. They seemed to be high school classmates; they all knew each other..."
"…call…"
An unexpected exhale interrupted Zhou Xiao. He quickly looked back and saw the ghost that had replaced the escaping player standing behind him.
What are you doing here? Can you take me with you?
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