I broke the horror game

What secrets does the middle-aged uncle hide?

Did he kill someone else's wife and children?

Or is his guess wrong?

Luo Yi took a deep breath, feeling that his mind was a little confused, shook his head, and decided not to go to the other buildings yet, but to go back to the middle-aged uncle to have a look.

With these clues, maybe we can test him.

"Parents, this is all the information we have collected during this period. We are still collecting other information. If there are any new discoveries, I will tell you as soon as possible." Lin Aotian straightened his back and could help.

Parents, he is very proud.

He believed that his parents would definitely see his performance this time. If there were no accidents, the day when his parents cleared the dungeon would be the day when he, Lin Aotian, would be promoted to the Red Robe Family.

“Well done.”

Luo Yi put away the bricks in his hand, patted Lin Aotian on the shoulder, and said sincerely: "I am very optimistic about you."

I have to say that the dashing ghost has created a family that loves each other, and this time it was an accident that helped him.

It seems that the beating that the dashing ghost received at the station was not in vain, and he is now prosperous.

"My parents actually said they were optimistic about me. I knew it. I knew my parents would definitely see everything I did."

Lin Aotian's heart was excited, his hands were trembling, and he bowed 180 degrees to Luo Yi.

"Parents, don't worry, I will work harder. I will go and collect more information from you now."

After saying that, Lin Aotian stood up, with a bit of reluctance in his eyes, and finally gritted his teeth. For the sake of his parents and their great cause, he turned around and left resolutely.

He came in a hurry and shook his head when he left, with a few colorful hair falling down.

This is him, Lin Aotian.

Looking at Lin Aotian's retreating figure, Luo opened his mouth but said nothing.

This kid is good, but he may not be mentally stable.

…

"Why did he call you parent?" After Lin Aotian left, Mei Luo looked at Luo Yi curiously. The ghost in the dungeon actually knew this human being. It was obviously the first time this human had entered this dungeon, so how did they know each other?

"Maybe, maybe!" Luo Yi smiled, inexplicably getting an additional title.

"???"

Meiluo blinked in confusion. Did Luo Yi answer it, or did he not answer it?

"Let's go and see the middle-aged uncle again."

In order to confirm his guess, Luo Yi took Mei Luo back to the building again.

layer.

Standing at the door of the middle-aged man, there was no movement inside.

Luo Yi hesitated for a moment, then reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Soon, a voice came from the door, and an eye appeared.

"Uncle, it's us." Luo Yi stood in front of the cat and said.

Seeing that it was Luo Yi and Mei Luo, the middle-aged uncle opened the door, glanced at them, and said in a cold tone: "I tried to persuade you not to go upstairs but you didn't listen. Why are you coming to me now?"

"Before, we were just curious about what was upstairs. Please don't blame me if I offend you." Luo Yi said apologetically.

"You young people, you are very curious. Don't you know that curiosity can kill people?" The middle-aged uncle's final tone increased, and then his face softened a little and said: "But I can understand you, after all, young people are all,

Okay, okay, come in and talk about anything, otherwise you'll be in trouble when you meet those lunatics."

After entering the house, the middle-aged uncle went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water.

Meiluo sat next to Luo Yi.

The middle-aged uncle was also sitting on the other side of the sofa. He turned on the TV with the remote control and asked seemingly casually: "You didn't encounter anything when you went upstairs, did you?"

"The danger has not been met."

"No, who am I talking about."

"Human? I met a woman."

"Women?" The middle-aged uncle put down the remote control and continued to ask: "Which floor is the woman on?"

"Third floor."

"Third floor?"

Luo Yi obviously felt that there were some subtle changes in the middle-aged uncle's tone.

"What did she say to you?"

"I didn't say anything, just chatted for a while."

"Oh~"

The middle-aged uncle didn't ask any more questions, and Luo Yi didn't say anything. The living room fell into a brief silence, with only the sound coming from the TV.

Watching TV, Luo Yi recalled the information that Lin Aotian said before.

After a moment, Luo Yi looked away from the TV screen and looked at the middle-aged uncle: "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

"Ask me!" The middle-aged uncle didn't pay much attention and picked up his water glass from the table.

"I want to ask you if you know Zhang Cuihua."

As soon as he finished speaking, a snap was heard.

The middle-aged uncle's cup fell to the ground, broke into pieces, and water splashed all over the floor.

Seeing the middle-aged uncle's reaction, Luo Yi became more sure of his suspicions and asked: "Uncle, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, my hands are slippery." The middle-aged man smiled sheepishly and quickly got a broom to clean the floor.

After sitting back on the sofa, it was already a few minutes later.

"Uncle, you haven't answered my question just now." Luo Yi repeated again: "Do you know Zhang Cuihua?"

"Recognize, we know each other!" The middle-aged uncle's expression was a little unnatural, but he quickly hid it.

"Of course I know Zhang Cuihua, my wife's name is Zhang Cuihua, but there are so many people with the same name in this world, so I don't know which Zhang Cuihua you are talking about."

If the middle-aged uncle was a little panicked when he first heard the name Zhang Cuihua, he no longer showed any panic at all.

The answer sounded smooth and there was no problem.

"What a coincidence that I have the same name as your wife."

Luo Yi raised his lips slightly. According to the information given by Lin Aotian, a woman and two children, a boy and a girl, had indeed died in this community.

The name of the woman who died was Zhang Cuihua.

Assuming that Lin Aotian's news is true, the middle-aged uncle does not have a wife, and the panic in his eyes when he heard Zhang Cuihua just now, and later said that his wife's name is Zhang Cuihua.

So let’s make a bold guess: the middle-aged uncle must be related to Zhang Cuihua.

In other words, Zhang Cuihua's death had something to do with the middle-aged uncle.

If the guess is correct, then the secret in the middle-aged uncle's heart is about to be dug out by him.

Of course, all these are his assumptions and conjectures.

He has no evidence.

If you want to complete system tasks, you cannot just rely on conjecture. You must provide evidence, or let the middle-aged uncle speak out for himself.

"The world is so big, it's normal to have the same name." The middle-aged uncle leaned on the sofa and disagreed.

"Yes." Luo Yi did not refute, and then said: "By the way, uncle, I have heard a story before. That story is quite similar to the story that happened in the community. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Oh?" The middle-aged uncle looked at Luo Yi, counted for a few seconds, and suddenly said with a smile: "Okay, tell me and I will listen."