Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

The household register lay quietly on the desk, one corner of it was wet with water—and only a small corner was wet.

"interesting."

Lin Huai picked up the household register and opened it. On the first page, the name of each household was still written in pencil. He only glanced at it roughly, and then turned to the place where the name of the household on the third floor was written——

It was the artist's name that got wet. Due to the infiltration of water, the original three straight pencil characters have fainted and become blurred.

"Pencil words, vagueness, household list..." Lin Huai twisted the pages and turned over, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "So it is."

"It turns out that this is how ordinary players clear customs."

In an apartment building, there are ten weird rooms, ten weird stories, a weird fourth floor, a weird elevator, dozens of ghosts that can't go... "Spring Rain Apartment" as a single copy , Even for a player like Lin Huai, who is one person and one dog, it is a bit difficult, let alone an ordinary player?

Embarrassing an ordinary player with such difficulty is very unreasonable from the perspective of game design. For ordinary players, they may not survive the first week, and they will die tragically in the property management room due to the attack of ghosts.

Therefore, this game must have a gameplay that ordinary players can easily complete. And the shortcut for this game...

It's in this household register!

"The ID card can prove that the holder is a national of a country, the real estate certificate can prove that the registrant is the owner of the property, and that all the ghosts in this apartment are proof that the occupants of the room... It's in this booklet. This book On the booklet, the name of the ghost written in pencil is the proof that they are the 'residents' of this apartment." Lin Huai gently scratched the cover of the household booklet with his fingers, "The first task given by the system and the The second task is to cover up the truth of the resident's death and prevent the resident from discovering ghosts. The third task is to discover the truth of the resident's death..."

"However, what if there are no households?" He smiled. "Generally speaking, few people use pencils to write household lists. It is a hint to the behavior of 'wiping with an eraser'. Since there are no households, task 1 and task 2 are an empty set without tasks that can be completed directly. Then the real task is only The last one left - discovering the truth about the fire. As a result, the difficulty of the game is greatly reduced."

"At the same time, by erasing the names of the occupants, the fact that there are no occupants in the Spring Rain Apartment, and the weird talk that is specific to each room but not specific occupants. This itself also implies... the truth of the fire and these nominations in It's not about the occupants on the roster. It's about the tales, stories, or rooms that don't appear on the roster."

Chu Tianshu's voice appeared in Lin Huai's mind, and Lin Huai turned around.

The black and white dog had climbed off the bed, crouched beside him, wagging his tail: "Therefore, there is only one incident that can be called a bizarre story that is closely related to the cause of the fire-that is, the mother and daughter of Chunyu Apartment Murder. Besides that..."

"Besides, I also noticed one thing." Lin Huai said with a smile.

"what's up?"

"One detail." Lin Huai said, turning the register back to the place where the painter's name was registered, "Although the handwriting here has been blurred due to the water immersion. However, it is blurred like this... It really cannot be used as 'water immersion'. A simple word to explain, so..."

Chu Tianshu:  …

Lin Huai: "So?"

He deliberately raised the tone and looked at Chu Tianshu with a smile. Chu Tianshu was silent for a moment, then fell down obediently and buried his face on the floor: "So, what caused this name to be completely blurred... there is also a murderer."

Lin Huai smiled and nodded: "So...who is the murderer?"

Chu Tianshu buried his face even deeper, and kept wagging his tail behind his back: "This murderer should be someone who has enough time to commit the crime."

Lin Huai nodded his chin: "Well, then what?"

"Then... easy access to the crime scene."

"anything else?"

"And..." Chu Tianshu paused, "He must..."

"must?"

"You're handsome, and you have the power to act." Chu Tianshu said sternly, "and a heart that loves you."

Lin Huai:  …

Chu Tianshu: "It's still shameless."

Lin Huai: "...Come here."

Chu Tianshu climbed up from the floor with a bang, and rushed to Lin Huai's side, wagging his tail triumphantly. Lin Huai looked at his beaming dog face indifferently, and finally "tsk", stretched out his hands to rua hard.

"You don't like me going to 302 so much?"

"I don't like it." Chu Tianshu shook his head vigorously, "I originally wanted to endure it, but when a great opportunity came, I couldn't hold back."

Lin Huai: "...Okay. Then I'll go up in a while and let the ghosts in the painting kill him."

Chu Tianshu: "Yes, I support it very much."

As he said that, he leaned against Lin Huai lazily, with a wish-fulfilling expression on his face. Lin Huai couldn't help but feel that their conversation just now was very similar to a tyrant and his demon concubine.

Lin Huai still succumbed to love after all. Before going to bed, he made a special trip to the third floor, and when passing the corridor, he took out the fruit knife he threw into the wall.

"Wake up." Lin Huai sat next to the painter and slapped him with a fruit knife.

The moment he opened his eyes and saw the fruit knife in his hand, the painter let out a scream. Lin Huai let out a low laugh and simply squeezed his chin with his hand.

"I don't like too much noise - tonight, I have heard enough screams, unfortunately, the screams of the weak are not very pleasant, including you." Lin Huai said, "But You should be thankful that I forgot to wear gloves - otherwise, cutting your tongue would be the easiest way to stop your voice."

The painter dared not speak again. He maintained a screaming mouth shape and dared not move even a single muscle.

"You are too obedient." Lin Huai felt a little regretful, "Can't you let me enjoy being resisted for a while longer?"

After saying these words, he cut the rope that bound the painter with a knife, as if lacking interest.

The knife is very sharp, and his hand is also very fast, but in an instant, the originally tight rope has been completely broken.

"Okay." Lin Huai applauded and smiled, "Now you are free."

"free……"

The painter said incredulously, and Lin Huai put the back of the knife against his palm and smiled: "Yes, you are free. I have lost interest in you."

"why……"

"Because some people are unhappy." Lin Huai tilted his head to look at him, "Congratulations, you are released after serving your sentence."

After saying this, he turned his wrist, and the fruit knife he was holding in his right hand turned over and inserted deeply into the mattress. He took it as naturally as if it wasn't something to make a fuss about, as if the mattress was originally one of the scabbards to use.

"Let's change into something more formal in the room." Lin Huai stood up, "Important occasions always need a sense of ceremony, don't they?"

He turned and left the painter's bedroom, humming a whistle. When passing through the living room, he kept walking and took away the four Chinese paintings that he had placed on the dining table.

"happyrevengers\'day." In a "Happy Valentine's Day" tone, he turned his back to the eight ghosts in the living room and sent his final congratulations.

When Lin Huai left the room, he didn't forget to close the door. He grabbed an axe from the wall and held it against the door in a triangular shape.

"Now only the seventh floor incident and the truth about the fire are left." Lin Huai lay on the bed and yawned softly, "The seventh floor incident... um... annoying."

"Want to wipe it off?"

"Don't." Lin Huai put his chin on Chu Tianshu's head and said sleepily, "It's so fun to watch couples tearing apart... Hey..."

"Ok?"

Lin Huai: "When are we going to try it?"

Chu Tianshu raised his eyes in his arms: "What?"

"Let's try to quarrel or fight?" Although he was very sleepy, Lin Huai's voice was full of interest, "I always feel that in the process of falling in love, we didn't slap each other, cry, make up, and slap each other again. , No more tears, no more reconciliation, there will be a lack of life experience..."

Chu Tianshu: "...Little friend Lin, can you have more good things in your little head? Think more about romantic things that couples can do?"

Lin Huai: "For example? Drink tea in Antarctica and watch penguins kiss?"

Chu Tianshu:  …

Lin Huai: "I still prefer to watch polar bears fight each other, and watch seals beat penguins... Don't look at me like that, can't you afford to lose? Don't worry, if you lose a fight, I will remember to apply medicine to you. .But don't cry with me, I hate when people runny nose in front of me...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Chu Tianshu bumped Lin Huai's chin with his head, looked at him contemptuously for a while, and sighed: "I really spoiled you."

Lin Huai: "Then don't pet me."

Chu Tianshu turned around and whispered a few words in Lin Huai's ear. Lin Huai shrank his neck, his expression a little unnatural: "Tsk, rascal."

Chu Tianshu pinched his waist with his paws: "In the middle of the night, sleep!"

Lin Huai obediently closed his eyes and tossed it all night, and he was really sleepy.

Chu Tianshu also closed his eyes, but after a while, he heard the sound of air blowing in his ears: "If I can't say anything, let me sleep, can't I afford to lose? Huh?"

Chu Tianshu raised his eyebrows at him: "Let you know who is the one who can't afford to lose after you go out."

Lin Huai bit her lip lightly and smiled: "Oh, I'm so scared. Good dog."

Chu Tianshu: "...Sleep!"

Lin Huai slept triumphantly, and soon after, Chu Tianshu heard his even breathing. Chu Tianshu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, feeling a little complicated.

"...Don't care about children." He finally sighed, as if telling himself, "Sleep!"

As soon as the voice fell, his ears moved.

what sound?

After becoming a dog, Chu Tianshu's sensitive hearing allowed him to hear more sounds than he could hear when he was a human.

Like now.

He closed his eyes, tensed, and heard...

Try to suppress your breathing!

Besides them... there are other people on this first floor, hiding here!