She can do whatever she wants with top-notch charm in game of death

Tong Mu was not surprised. After a few days of getting along with her, she felt that this cake was extremely delicious.

After all, this may be the only food she has for these two days.

Although there is still a lot in the refrigerator, she doesn't want to offend Mo Mo for these resources and lose the favor of the NPC.

Tong Mu returned to the familiar house. Unexpectedly, the furnishings in the house were not restored.

Momo didn't seem to notice, and was concentrating on sitting at the table doing homework.

"Mo Mo." Tong Mu tried to talk to Mo Mo, "Where is your father?"

He stopped writing silently and tilted his head to look at her.

"Sister, I don't have a father."

Tong Mu was stunned, her expression changed, but after a moment, it returned to normal.

"When my sister was helping you clean up your room yesterday, I accidentally read two of your diaries. You shouldn't be angry... right?"

There's nothing she can do about it if she's angry. Who asked her to get clues?

In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to read more, the main thing is... there are only two diaries in total.

Hearing her say this, she fell silent, her young face expressionless.

Tong Mu couldn't help but feel angry. Sure enough... she was really angry.

She is going to lose the favor of the NPC and gain the dislike of the NPC!

He pursed his lips silently and gave her a strange look.

"Sister, what are you talking about? I have never written a diary."

Tong Mu was even more panicked now, and could hardly maintain the expression on her face.

He never wrote a diary?

Then whose diary was it that I was reading?!

Is there another unnatural creature?

Especially in such a horror game, Tong Mu felt a chill running down his spine.

She fell silent and concentrated on eating the cake. After a while, she finished the cake.

I don’t know what happened, but after writing silently for a while, I stopped writing.

The whole person looked a little anxious.

When Tong Mu asked him, he pursed his lips and did not answer. He just sat quietly on the side, like a lonely little mushroom.

Seeing him so small and so sensible makes people feel sad.

Not long after, there was a noise outside.

Tong Mu stood up and looked out the door warily.

Momo didn't remind her that she probably wasn't Mrs. Ju.

Either a player or... other ghosts.

What Tong Mu didn't expect was that Mo Mo's reaction was even greater than hers.

He stood up from the stool and stared at the security door quietly.

Tong Mu looked at him and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I'll go over and take a look."

From the peephole inside, you should be able to see clearly who is outside.

If you are a player, just pretend there is no one inside.

Tong Mu even found it strange that Zhang Qiang could accurately find out which room she was in every time, and even be so sure to blow up her door with a bomb.

But as soon as he took two steps, his hand was held silently.

His face was as pale as paper and he shook his head at Tong Mu.

"Sister, don't go."

As soon as he finished speaking, the security door opened with a click, and a man in a black and gray raincoat walked in step by step, pretending to be in a deserted place.

He was holding a crime tool in his hand, and blood was dripping down bit by bit.

Raincoat killer?

Tong Mu's eyes widened, "Wasn't he killed?"

Killed?

Momo suddenly froze, his lips were bloodless, and he looked at her stiffly.

"Sister, what are you talking about?"

For a moment, he looked like a stiff puppet.

And Tong Mu is the one who touches the taboo of the puppets.

Looking at his expression, Tong Mu had no doubt that if she said the wrong thing next, she would be attacked by two people.

A raincoat killer.

A... harmless silence.

"Sister, what did you just say?" She asked quietly and persistently.

The dull eyes seemed to be very eager to know the truth, which made Tong Mu's scalp numb.

"He's dead." Tong Mu took a few steps back, quietly opened the character panel, and prepared to take out some props.

"He was killed by you just now, have you forgotten?"

He was completely stunned in silence, his pupils trembling violently.

It was as if an invisible thread was disconnected, and his expression became confused.

Ever since Tong Mu said those words, the raincoat killer seemed to have lost his vitality and stopped at the door.

Until she kept repeating this answer, he finally slowly melted and fell to the floor, becoming a puddle of water.

Then all the clothes and clothes disappeared.

The door has been closed, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Tong Mu didn't think this was an illusion. She looked at the dull Momo and was speechless for a moment.

This seems to be his own space, like a dream of textiles.

The Raincoat Killer is actually his fantasy. Perhaps it was because he was persecuted by someone with the same image in real life that it was reflected in this horror game.

Tong Mu took his arm and shook it gently.

"Mo Mo, wake up and see who I am?!"

The little boy ignored her, his eyes completely unfocused.

He shook his head, looking confused.

Tong Mu sighed and glanced at the huge living room, but there was nothing there.

If the setting in the game is silently sick, there should be some prompts.

Tong Mu walked into his bedroom and searched for a long time, but found nothing.

After that, she looked through other rooms one after another and found almost nothing except a few packets of cold medicine.

However, this search was not fruitless.

She found something in the master bedroom.

A marriage certificate.

The names of Yang Zhicheng and another woman were written on the marriage certificate. Tong Mu looked at the photo carefully and found that she had never seen this woman before.

But Madam Ju’s completely deformed face, who knows what she looked like in life?

For the time being, Tong Mu classified this woman as Mrs. Ju.

There are huge cracks in the walls of the room. I wonder if it suffered an earthquake and became a dangerous building.

Why aren't there any other houses?

Could it be that this copy is actually a reappearance of the disaster area after the earthquake?

Tong Mu was so imaginative that she took the cold medicine, soaked it and took it out.

Mo Mo, who was originally sitting on the sofa, disappeared.

Having almost found what she needed to find here, she opened the room and left.

This time is already close to the afternoon, and in the evening, the time will start to reset again.

Tong Mu ran to the sixth floor in one breath, wanting to see if there were any other clues.

While walking, the lime slowly fell and fell to the ground.

She couldn't help but look up, wondering in her heart. The walls of this building seemed to like falling dust, as if they had been coughing for hundreds of years.

I walked to Zhang Ju's room, not sure if she was in there.

Tong Mu found something, knocked on the door and threw it at the door. After waiting for a few minutes, he didn't see it coming out.

Every minute and every second now is precious and she cannot waste it.

Tong Mu also searched the master bedroom first, after all, it was easy to hide clues here.

She walked in quietly, and the first thing that caught her eye was the eye-catching kitchen knife placed on the bedside table.

Blood stains dried on it, turning red and turning black.

The blade is a little rusty, but that doesn't make anyone doubt its strength.