Ch21 - Xiao Ming's Daily Life

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A sharp scream from the bathroom made the people in the living room jump up. The thin monkey took the lead and rushed to the door. “Sister Shen!”

He raised his hand to press it against the doorknob only to find that the door was locked from the inside. Shen Jie’s voice trembled. “Don’t…” 

The thin monkey who was unaware of the ins and outs was so hot-blooded that he almost slammed into the door. Fortunately, he was stopped in time by Shen Jie behind the door.

“Use your mind…” Shen Jie gasped. “I locked the door myself… I’m not blocking you. I’m blocking myself.”

“If I run out on impulse and the task isn’t completed, what should I do?”

Li Yinhang somewhat admired Shen Jie’s ruthlessness toward herself at this juncture. She leaned against the door and knocked carefully. “Sister, let me go in and accompany you.” 

Shen Jie didn’t say anything. She unlocked the door and opened the door a crack for Li Yinhang.

One hour later, the sweating Shen Jie walked out of the bathroom with her hair wrapped in a towel. This time to wash up was very lonely.

She described her experience as briefly as possible. The feet had appeared and left too quickly. Shen Jie had seen them from a head down position and didn’t have time to glimpse the entire person behind her. She could only grasp the small details and describe them.

Nan Zhou asked her, “Was it a child’s feet or an adult’s feet?”

Shen Jie’s face was pale and miserable. “It was like… a woman’s feet.”

It was silent in the living room. The inevitable had finally happened but no one felt relieved at all. In a horror game, ghosts would appear once the plot had reached a critical point or the investigation had entered an important stage. This was a common routine in ordinary games. However, even the most difficult games would have unlimited replays. For them, if they took the wrong step then they might never go back.

As everyone was silent, Nan Zhou suddenly raised his head and wondered, “Why is it a woman?”

The others who were in agreement by chance. “…Huh?” 

Nan Zhou repeated. “Why is it a woman?”

Everyone, “……”

Wasn't this nonsense? At present, it was clear that a woman had died in the house.

The key was that Nan Zhou's expression was very real. It seemed he was really thinking about this problem. Although they knew that Nan Zhou was a smart person and he currently had the most points in the instance but his thinking was too jumpy and elusive.

The fitness trainer who couldn’t keep up with his thoughts was a bit impatient. “Can you have fewer strange questions?”

“What about Mr Jiang?” He turned to look for Jiang Fang who was the translator. “Where did Mr Jiang go?”

The monkey clicked his tongue, patted the fitness trainer’s head and pointed to the door of the children’s room. Jiang Fang had entered a long time ago. Currently, Jiang Fang was lying on the bed in the children’s room with his hands folded together on his chest. He repeatedly flicked his fingers to stimulate his mind to move at a high speed. Due to his height, he was unable to lie flat on the small children’s bed. He had to hang his feet down on the edge of the bed and step on the slippers beside the bed.

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