[**: Am I good-looking?]
When these words appeared again, Fu Anan felt a chill down his spine.
This is definitely more difficult than borrowing money or selling cakes. Her subconscious told her that no matter whether she said it was beautiful or not, there would be no good result.
Fu Yizhi frowned and looked at the corpse downstairs.
"Brother Fu, come back, stop looking."
She just took a second look and caused this trouble.
Fu Anan took out her phone and took a look, and found that the eyes on the profile picture were becoming clearer and clearer. She felt as if he was getting closer and closer, as if he was constantly moving towards her through the phone.
[**: Am I good-looking?]
Here's the question again.
The outline of a face appeared in his profile picture!
They can't waste any more time. Fu Anan feels that if the avatar shows his full body, something even more terrifying will happen!
What should I answer
What is the answer to avoid making mistakes
Fu Anan's fingers were shaking when she held the phone.
She glanced at Fu Yizhi beside her and said, "Brother Fu, how about you go hide outside for a while?"
"take it easy."
Fu Yizhi held her hand and said, "It may not win."
They may not win.
The first time she died, she didn't even know how she died.
[**: Am I good-looking?]
The message from the other side came again.
nice…
Not good looking…
She edited and deleted these two words many times. Just when she was extremely nervous, she thought of another sentence - [I ate a big meat bun this morning.]
The message from the other side came back quickly.
[The big meat buns are filled with pork.]
Fu Anan trembled as she sent the message, then looked at his profile picture. She answered his question, but the profile picture did not change at all.
She let out a long sigh. She didn't expect this would work.
But her happiness lasted only half a second, as the "person" replied to her message again, [**: Don't think you can be safe now, I will come back to find you.]
[The signature cakes of Qiqisheng Cake Shop are also delicious. Follow the official account and there will be promotions from Monday to Sunday. ]
No matter what happens later, Fu Anan is now determined to answer the question irrelevantly.
downstairs
A burst of urgent sirens sounded.
Police 110 and 119 arrived and carried the body back to the car.
Only a chalk outline remained of the body, and amidst a pool of blood, it was still as thrilling as ever.
I originally planned to look for the survival cards during the day, but I encountered this situation.
They decided to investigate who jumped from the building first.
At this time, yellow bags were pulled up around the bloodstains to isolate them, and the police were questioning the witnesses one by one.
Fu Yizhi and Fu Anan approached and heard a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s answering the police's questions, "How would I know which floor he jumped from? Police comrade, my son was standing there at the time, and he landed directly next to my son.
Police officer, look, my son is so scared that he is stunned."
More than being frightened, a man in his twenties next to him had weak legs, a pale face and couldn't even speak.
There is no valuable information.
"Let's go, don't stay here too long."
Fu Yizhi was worried that Fu Anan would be affected by the deceased, so he took her out of the community and went straight to the small noodle restaurant where they occasionally came out to eat.
It was past dinner time and there were not many people in the noodle shop, but everyone was chatting animatedly about the deceased's condition.
(End of this chapter)