Weird Games: I Have a Shelter House

Chen Zixuan said: "Don't thank me in a hurry, I still have questions to ask."

Zhao Zhuoer said: "I can tell you everything I know, and I can tell you everything I know."

"Have you met the curator? What kind of person is the curator?"

Zhao Zhuoer looked at Chen Zixuan in confusion: "Aren't you an employee of a funeral home? Why would you ask me such a question?"

Chen Zixuan said: "I'm just curious about what kind of business you discussed with the curator..."

"Well..." Zhao Zhuoer said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt to tell you, it's actually the urn business."

"The urn business?"

"Don't look at the small urns. In fact, the profits inside are very large. Many people die every day in this city, and the urns will never have to worry about sales. However, the original urns in the funeral home were very...simple in shape and could not be sold.

The price is high, and our company has the top designers who understand the needs and tastes of high-end people very well. As long as we design the urn a little, we can sell it for ten times or even a hundred times the price immediately. I have acquired an urn company.

This time it was just to discuss business with the curator."

Chen Zixuan sighed secretly, he is indeed a businessman, he can't afford to start early without profit, he can squeeze so much profit from even a small urn.

So the curator and Zhao Zhuoer were only talking about the urn business and it should have nothing to do with Lin Mengjie.

"What are you going to do now? Keep hiding in the cupboard until daybreak?"

Zhao Zhuoer hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Can you go with me to find Mr. and Mrs. Lin?"

Chen Zixuan suspected that he had heard wrong, and frowned: "Are you serious? The whole funeral parlor is full of that kind of thing now. If you don't pay attention, you will lose your life. You actually want to go to Mr. and Mrs. Lin?"

Zhao Zhuoer said with a painful expression: "Mengjie is gone. I can't let her parents suffer misfortune. This is the last thing I do for her. As long as you are willing to help me, I will give you... one hundred

Ten thousand!"

Chen Zixuan was a little moved, but then he thought, the money given by the game characters would not be game currency, could it be brought back to the real world?

Seeing Chen Zixuan's hesitation, Zhao Zhuoer immediately said: "One and a half million!"

"This is not a matter of money..."

"Two million!"

"Okay, deal!"

Making money is just incidental. Chen Zixuan also wants to meet Lin Mengjie's parents. As Lin Mengjie's closest relatives, he must know more secrets. As for Zhao Zhuoer's money, it doesn't matter whether it can be brought back to the real world. If you have money, you are not a bastard.

The two shook hands again, and the smiles on their faces became much more sincere. Chen Zixuan felt that Zhao Zhuoer was a good character. Lin Mengjie was still willing to help her parents even after Lin Mengjie died. Zhao Zhuoer finally found a helper and did not have to face it alone.

Darkness and fear.

Next is the most troublesome question. The funeral parlor is so big, where can we find Mr. and Mrs. Lin?

"Do you have Mr. Lin's phone number? Why don't you give him a call?" Chen Zixuan said.

Zhao Zhuoer shook his head: "After the sudden change occurred in the funeral home, my phone couldn't be reached."

"Then where can we find Mr. and Mrs. Lin?"

"Uh... how about walking around?"

Chen Zixuan rolled his eyes: "You should keep the two million for yourself."

Just when the two of them were at a loss what to do, faint footsteps could be heard in the distance.

The footsteps were not loud, but the surrounding environment was so quiet that it seemed particularly clear.

"Something is coming..." Chen Zixuan whispered.

Zhao Zhuoer looked horrified: "It can't be that thing...that upside-down... female spy..."

"Did you see her?"

"I saw it...it's so scary, how could there be such a weird thing..."

It seems that he doesn't know that the handstand female ghost is Lin Mengjie. Do you want to tell him?

No need, no need to tell him everything.

He couldn't recognize it himself, so why should anyone else tell him?

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Chen Zixuan concluded that it was definitely not the Standing Girl. It was obviously a person running fast, which was completely different from the thumping sound of the Standing Girl.

"Hide quickly!" Zhao Zhuoer got into the locker in a panic and gently closed the door, his movements very skillful.

What is the King of Cabinets? This is the King of Cabinets!

Chen Zixuan shook his head and found a cupboard to hide.

Not hiding is a fool, Cabinet King 1.

Footsteps entered the lounge, and he ran straight to the lockers without stopping.

"Zhao Zhuoer, are you there?"

It was a female voice! Chen Zixuan recognized immediately that it was Li Wenwen's voice!

Chen Zixuan was very confused. Li Wenwen went straight to the locker. He obviously knew that Zhao Zhuoer was here. Could it be that they had met before and even agreed on a hiding place?

Zhao Zhuoer came out of the cabinet: "Li Wenwen, I'm here!"

"Great, you're still here! We..."

"Shh..." Zhao Zhuoer interrupted Li Wenwen.

The answer is obvious, these two people must know each other!

"Sister Li!" Chen Zixuan opened the cabinet door and jumped out.

"Ah!" Li Wenwen was startled and took a few steps back, looking at Chen Zixuan in horror.

"Why are you so scared? I'm not a trickster." Chen Zixuan walked up with a smile on his face.

Li Wenwen said angrily: "You suddenly jumped out of the cabinet, you want to scare me to death!"

Zhao Zhuoer said: "You two must know each other, right? No need for me to introduce you further."

Chen Zixuan joked: "How did you two meet? You look very familiar."

The two made eye contact, seeming to confirm who would answer Chen Zixuan's question.

In the end, Zhao Zhuoer remained silent, and Li Wenwen said: "After we separated in the courtyard, I looked for a safe place alone. I met Zhao Zhuoer here, and we agreed to hide here until dawn."

"But... why did you leave?" Chen Zixuan asked doubtfully.

Zhao Zhuoer rushed to say: "I asked her to find clues about Mr. and Mrs. Lin, and promised to give her 1 million when the matter was completed, so she risked her life to go out."

"So that's it..." Chen Zixuan smiled secretly in his heart, Zhao Zhuoer promised to give him 2 million.

Li Wenwen nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, give me 1 million..."

"Ahem..." Zhao Zhuoer cleared his throat and asked, "Li Wenwen, have you found any clues about Mr. and Mrs. Lin?"

Li Wenwen nodded: "I found the message they left for the curator, saying that something strange happened in the cemetery, and I wanted to check it out. I guess it may be related to the changes in the funeral home."

"Cemetery?"

"Yes, there is a large cemetery behind the funeral home, and there are special tombkeepers to look after it."

Chen Zixuan made a decision immediately: "Just go to the cemetery."

The matter was settled like this, and the three of them walked together.

The silent funeral parlor was filled with weirdness, and the three of them were cautious as they walked, for fear of disturbing anything unclean.

To be honest, Chen Zixuan quite admires Zhao Zhuoer. Although he often seems to be "cowardly" or "life-loving", he has already risked his life for Mr. Lin and his wife.

It seems that I have wrongly blamed him before. Stereotyping and preconceptions are completely undesirable.