I Wasn’t Born Lucky

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Shen Mirage's words are simple, but if he is really allowed to sleep with Xiao Li, it is likely to be "sleep" in another sense.

Xiao Li fixedly looked at the uncontrollable smile on his face, and slammed the door against the tall bridge of the young man's nose.

Shen Mirage touched the tip of his nose, but the smile in his eyes still remained.

There is nothing that makes him happier than this, at least to let him know that, facing him, Xiao Li is not completely indifferent at least.

So even if he wanted to go in now, hold his hand, accompany him to sleep, stare at him and kiss him for a long time, but still forcibly endure it.

The furniture in this room is fairly new. The pillows and bedding are all neatly folded, so you can sleep at any time.

After closing the door, Xiao Li took off his coat and cloak, and put on a soft quilt. This time he fell asleep completely.

In a quiet room, Xiao Huang, who was tucked back into his cloak pocket, was shocked: [Baby, have a good dream. 】

Outside this small house, a man in a purple suit squatted outside the garden, stretched out his hand to tease the withered flowers in the garden, and looked at the window where Xiao Li entered. He did not go in and disturb the two people. After remembering the location I walked away leisurely.

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An hour later, the agreed place.

Wang Huai put one hand in his pocket, waiting for the others.

He had to come, Sherlock was asleep, and Shen Mirage was another person who didn't care about others at all. If he didn't fit in a little bit, this temporary team would fall apart directly.

Although the town is actually not big, as long as Wen Wenwen asks a few passers-by, he can easily find Sherlock's place.

The senior reincarnations in the dungeon world have a sense of time, and they will only be early, not late.

Five minutes early, the two teams were all there.

"Let's go." Wang Huai put one hand in his pocket and walked ahead to lead the way.

Wen Wenwen walked quickly behind him: "What did you do?"

Wang Huai didn't say anything at first, but he was impatient after the other party asked and urged: "Stalk Sherlock."

Wen Wenwen: "..."

"Unexpectedly, you seem to have big eyebrows and big eyes, and you would do this kind of sneaky thing. Have you discovered any secrets?"

Wang Huai smiled narrowly, instead of answering Wen Wenwen's question directly, he raised another topic: "There is no hotel here. Sherlock and the others bought a house."

"There is no hotel," Wen Wenwen chewed these four words and said what he had only discovered before, "...there are no maps in the grocery store, and the border between the town and the outside world is particularly conspicuous. , There are clear fences to stop them, the whole is not too big, if you walk fast, you can go around in 40 minutes."

During their chat, the small bungalow not far away was already close at hand. The door was not closed, but was hidden. It seemed that they were afraid that other people's knocks would disturb Xiao Li in the room.

When the reincarnations entered, Xiao Li's door was closed tightly and Shen Mirage was not in the living room. He chose the closest room to Xiao Li. Except for the two, the door was open for ventilation.

There are many rooms in the small bungalows, and some rooms have two beds, and each room is filled with lavender scented candles. In addition to Wen Wenwen and Tsuruta who sacrificed to sleep in the same room, everyone else happened to be alone. one.

A few people simply swept their rooms, then moved the table and other things to the living room and put them together. A group of people gathered around and had a heated discussion.

Wen Wenwen drew his pen to draw, and drew a map on the white paper he found: "These are the rough buildings we found after turning around. We didn't go in. They were all written down outside."

In the middle of the town, there is a huge building. It has a dark red dome with a rounded arc. There is no sign at the door. Across the outside is a castle with a cross tied to the top, a three-story black building. , Followed by residential areas and numerous shops.

"We guess that the thing with a cross is a church. There are many possibilities for the other two. To be on the safe side, we didn't go in." Wen Wenwen said, "That's it for now."

Tsuruta: "The boys and girls in the opening CG are all children, so I guess it is some kind of group activity organized by the school, and there is only one elementary school in this small town. We have seen it in the past."

"Used methods, it's useless, the school guard refused to tell us, and almost called the police. Today the school is over. If you want to check, you can go to school tomorrow." Jin Handong said.

"This is option one, which is more secure. We can list option two...

"..."

Wang Huai went out once midway, and didn't come back until the evening, when it was close to nine o'clock in the evening.

Wen Wenwen asked him where he had been, and Wang Huai took out a bag of takeout and sealed it.

Since night fell, the fog outside has become more dense, and it has been reduced from the visible distance of one meter to half a meter. It seems that some monsters are shuttled in the fog.

Wang Huai looked thoughtfully at the closed door on the first floor: "He's not awake yet?"

Wen Wenwen: "No, I haven't been out."

"Even if you sleep deeply, you should get up? This is a copy world." Kexia was very interested in Xiao Li. She closed the takeaway box at hand and said thoughtfully, "It's just Xia Locke’s words can't be said."

Wen Wenwen: "But thinking about it carefully, there is another possibility, that is, during the time we thought he was absolutely safe, ghosts had already begun to kill."

The atmosphere that was originally quite relaxed suddenly became tense. According to common sense, everything has just begun, especially for this kind of copy without a time limit. It is impossible to kill before the opening CG is decrypted... But who can say Is it accurate? There are not no big men who capsized in the gutter.

Bruce pushed away the chair directly, came to the closed door, knocked three times: "Sherlock?"

No one answered.

He tapped again five times harder, and this time no matter how deep asleep people were, they would be awakened, but there was still no movement in the room.

Bruce frowned. He turned his head and looked at Wen Wenwen. He turned to his side, put his hand on the doorknob, pressed it down, and opened a gap.

The door was unlocked, and Bruce pushed it open easily. The quilt on the bed was thrown out. There were traces of someone lying on the mattress, but there was no trace of the person who was supposed to be in the bed.

Bruce measured the temperature of the mattress with his hands. It was a few degrees cooler than normal room temperature, and there was no body temperature left.

He looked around, and came to the window, and found that the room Xiao Li chose was facing the side door exit of the garden. As long as you open the window and step out from the window, your toes can touch the ground, which is faster than going out through the main entrance. a bit.

Bruce reached out and closed the wide open window, and said to the people at the door: "Sherlock is gone."

"There are two possibilities. One is that he was taken away by a ghost, but he can take Sherlock away peacefully without making any noise. We don't have to struggle when we encounter it, just give up." Wen Wenwen rubbed. Holding his chin, "The other possibility is... he walked by himself. After a long time, seeing this window open, it should be the latter."

"Then what did he do?"

"Who knows? According to his deeds on the forum, I think I would believe him when he said he was hungry and went out to find food."

After all, the thinking of this kind of hierarchical boss is different from that of ordinary people.

Then they went to Shen Mirzhi's room again and found that even he had disappeared. At this time, Wen Wenwen even offered a guess: "They won't go on a date?"

The reincarnations returned to the living room and re-discussed the previous plan and analysis of the way of life.

However, just ten minutes after they sat down, there was a sound of footsteps from far and near closer to the door, and then the sound of the door being moved.

Everyone stood up reflexively and looked at the door defensively. Xiao Li was coming in from the outside with his cloak scattered on the edge of his shoulders, his skin color was like snow. Seeing their nervousness, he asked in a daze. : "...What are you doing, the hell?"

Wen Wenwen: "Are you alone?"

Xiao Li walked in and closed the door: "Otherwise, I can still be a ghost? Half a person?"

Wang Huai laughed from the side, he didn't look like he had been to the dungeon, more like the one who came to paddling than Xiao Li.

Wen Wenwen glared at Wang Huai: "Sherlock, what did you do?"

Xiao Li waved away the water marks on the cloak due to the temperature difference, and poured himself a cup of hot water: "Go and see the little boy."

Wen Wenwen:? ? ?

Tsuruta asked excitedly: "Do you know where he is?"

"...Almost, but his mother didn't let me in." Xiao Li drank half a glass of water in one breath.

"How did you know?" He Tian didn't want to ask this question in his heart, but couldn't help it.

Xiao Li didn't quite understand this question: "The title CG? Isn't it obvious?"

"...Where is it obvious?!"

"The little boy has calluses on his fingers and black stains between his nails. His trousers are rolled up for fear of touching something, and the same marks are on the edges of his shoes. It should not be something from playing. The right side of his sleeve is stained. There are black mimeographs of bicycle tires and their shapes are regular. There is a high possibility that the family is engaged in oil-related work, such as a garage."

"So after I woke up, I went to ask a passerby. There is only one car repair shop here." Xiao Li recalled the scene at that time, still feeling a little regretful, "I looked for him and went to him at the beginning. Mom, his mother wouldn't let me in. Then I went in from the backyard and knocked on his window. After waiting for a few minutes, no one opened the window, so I came back."

other people:"…………"

There is a saying, although, even if they were knocked on the window, they would not open the window casually!

It depends on how many floors the little boy lives. If it's a tall building, even if it's only the second floor, the sound of knocking on the window in the fog of the night...It's even more terrifying, okay!

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