After forcing CP, I became a god in a horror game

After hearing their promise to him, Xiao Wenxing showed visible relief, and he told the two of them to put the photo away.

"I took this photo of her when we went out to play. If you are suspicious after seeing her, take this photo. I went upstairs first."

Gu Qi and Wei Nanzhi nodded and watched Xiao Wenxing leave. They continued to explore to the side. They just checked the billiard hall, but before they could check the surrounding dance floor, even the record player was still running.

“Let’s go over there and have a look first!”

The two passed through the somewhat messy tables and chairs, and then arrived at the dance hall. Wei Nanzhi immediately came to the record player and stopped the weird music, then took the black record in his hand and observed it carefully.

"This record belongs to Wang Jue." Gu Qi glanced at the record and saw Wang Jue's name written in the center.

Wei Nanzhi's eyes stayed on a few lines of small characters.

[The princess suddenly fell seriously ill and did not even attend her favorite dance. The servants all whispered about it. Finally, the prince came out and explained the situation. 】

[On March 21, the princess’ condition worsened, and on March 25, the princess lost consciousness. 】

[On March 31, the princess lay in her room and passed away. The king was very sad, so he wrote everything on a record that the princess loved most as a memorial to her. 】

What was written in these small characters was actually the cause of the princess's accident and the time of her death. However, there was no way to determine how true or false these contents were. Wei Nanzhi thought of the scene he saw when he was possessed by the princess again in his mind.

The two of them don't seem to have a good relationship. Will Wang Jue really commemorate the princess from the bottom of his heart?

What Gu Qi discovered next further confirmed Wei Nanzhi's suspicion.

"These papers here are..."

Gu Qi found a cardboard box aside. It was full of pieces of paper of various colors. There were simple forms and some names on it. Wang Jue's was also among them. There were different names and handwriting written in the blank space below.

The colors are not the same.

He continued to stretch his hand towards the bottom of the box, and then took out a leaflet with a full-length portrait of Wang Jue and his magnificent life.

"In a certain month of a certain year, Wang Jue rescued a lost woman on his way out, and later ordered his entourage to take her home."

"I heard that some people near the castle were displaced due to the heavy rain for days. The prince quickly opened the gate of the castle to take in the homeless people. After the heavy rain, he even took out seeds to help them restore their homes."

"Due to the rapid development of industry, there was a large gap in the economy, and the parliament was caught in an endless rush. At the critical moment, Wang Jue stepped forward and put forward a relatively safe proposal, which finally stabilized the situation..."

The life stories recorded on the leaflet range from important events that affected the economic lifeline of the entire country to small events such as casually helping passers-by. They also specifically bolded those events with greater influence so that people can notice them at first glance.

Gu Qi's eyes moved down, and there was a line of eye-catching characters at the end of the flyer.

[Everything Wang Jue does is from the perspective of common people. He solemnly promises that as long as he is elected as a member of the parliament, he will break down the barriers between nobles and common people and let everyone live an equal life. 】

"The writing is so gorgeous, it turns out it's just for votes..."

Gu Qi pointed out the invalidated votes to Wei Nanzhi. The date above was only one or two days away from the date of the princess's death. This showed that he had actually been busy with his ambition to stand for election as a member of the parliament and had long since left those who were lingering on his sick bed.

The princess was forgotten.

"He is so cruel. Anyone or anything that affects his ambitions is abandoned without mercy."

After checking this area, the two set their sights in the direction of the stage. The first thing that attracted them was the coffin placed behind the curtain with only a corner exposed. They walked over and opened the coffin lids one by one. Inside were several coffins that were almost dry.

's corpse.

From the clothing and reminders of the corpses, we can barely tell that they are all women.

Gu Qi reached out and took out a piece of paper: "Here are labels indicating their identities."

[Code: No. 3, Gender: Female, Age: 16 years old, Species: Human.]

"Humans?" Wei Nanzhi frowned, "So this is the number and classification given to them by vampires?"

The two took out the pieces of paper from the coffins one by one and found that the bodies were all between 16 and 20 years old. They were all human girls. There was no previous information about them, only cold numbers.

"These girls have teeth marks on their necks. It looks like they all died after being sucked blood. They feel a bit like... food reserves." Gu Qi thought for a while and then said a word that sounded a bit cruel.

"Reserve food?" Wei Nanzhi trembled, "You mean these are the food prepared by Wang Jue so that he can suck blood at any time?"

"I am just guessing. It is said that the blood of young girls has a well-known attraction to vampires. It is fresh, young and full of vitality. If they drink such blood, the effect will be much better than the blood stored in the wine cellar."

Even though Gu Qi said that he was just guessing, Wei Nanzhi believed most of it, and her disdain for Wang Jue deepened in her heart.

After checking the place, they set their sights on the center of the stage. There was an extremely beautiful wooden podium on the stage, and there was a black bat on the stage, which was exactly the same as the one they saw in the wine cellar.

It's just that the size has shrunk a lot.

"What are you looking at?" Wei Nanzhi bowed to the coffins and observed a moment of silence. When she turned around, she saw Gu Qi staring at the podium in a daze.

"While looking at the podium and the bat on it," Gu Qi gently supported his chin with his hand, "I always felt that something was inconsistent. At first, I thought the podium was crooked, but after careful inspection, I found that it was not, but it was inconsistent.

The feeling is still there.”

After Wei Nanzhi heard what he said, she came over and felt that something was wrong. She looked around carefully and then her eyes fell on the bat's eyes: "Is this what you saw? One eye is tight.

Close the other eye and open it?"

Her words immediately reminded Gu Qi, and he immediately understood the source of the sense of disobedience in his mind.

The bats they had encountered before were either sleeping with their eyes closed or attacking with their eyes wide open. This had never happened before.

Wei Nanzhi thought for a while, then touched the bat's eyes, and heard a mechanical sound nearby. The floor behind the stage slowly dropped, revealing a dark passage. There were several sections of downwards at the entrance of the passage.

stairs.

"Go down and take a look?" Wei Nanzhi looked at Gu Qi.

Gu Qi thought for a while, took two small candlesticks from the side and gave one to Wei Nanzhi: "Let's go!"

After the two of them left, Lan Manhan's figure flashed past the stairs.