Silence means consent.
Fu Anan sat up, moved closer to him, and sniffed his shoulder.
Fu Yizhi lowered his eyes and looked at her, "What did you smell?"
"A little bit, but also not quite." Fu Anan moved closer.
Mr. Fu really has a good scent on him.
That light, unique smell, looks like crushed bamboo leaves, and a bit like cedar...
It smells so good!
Fu Anan's nose moved closer and closer to Fu Yizhi's neck. The fragrance seemed to seduce people, tempting them to be intoxicated by it.
The two of them overlapped on the sofa, almost melting into each other.
Then, a slender hand grabbed Fu Anan's neck, and Fu Yizhi lifted her off him with a sullen face.
"Is that enough?"
The fragrance at the tip of his nose disappeared, and Fu Anan was stunned for two seconds before he regained his senses. Thinking about what he had just done, Fu Anan was so scared that he quickly took two steps back.
"Brother Fu, the fragrance really comes from you. My brain went blank when I smelled it."
Fu Yizhi sat on the sofa with his hands folded. In the backlight, his expression could not be seen clearly.
"Brother Fu?"
Fu Anan felt that he looked a little strange sitting there.
After a moment, Fu Yizhi hummed, "Since the scent is problematic, don't get too close to me in the future."
"Yeah." Fu Anan nodded quickly.
The fragrance is like a love potion. Even if she had ten times the courage, she wouldn't dare to get close to it.
She didn't even dare sit on the sofa.
I sat far away with a stool, a little worried about their current physical condition.
"Brother Fu, do you think the deaths in the past few days may be related to this?"
Fu Anan watched the videos of the murderer in the past few days on her mobile phone, sorting out the seemingly unrelated information in her mind.
Next the whole town fainted;
Then there are the abnormalities in them;
There are increasing numbers of homicides;
And love and reproduction and extinction...
Reproduction - scent... pheromones
This term suddenly appeared in my mind.
I've heard of it, but I don't quite understand it.
Fu Anan took out her phone and searched it. She quickly glanced at the long article, and when she saw a certain sentence in the middle, her pupils suddenly shrank—
[Silkworm moths have an attractant gland (scent gland) that attracts the opposite sex to mate when they become adults.]
So the problem in this round of game is murder of passion
However, a simple murder of passion is unlikely to lead to the destruction of the entire town.
What other information is there
Fu Anan sat at the door, the gel pen clacking in her hand. Suddenly, she paused and thought of the man in prison.
And... the story of the Small Town Love Festival!
Sure enough, a crisis makes people’s adrenaline surge, as if it opens up their Ren and Du meridians.
Fu Anan raised his head and said, "Brother Fu, will there be a 3.0 version of the story of Love Festival?"
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Game Day 14
The number of murders in the town increased to more than a dozen, and the town's public security was once questioned by the general public. Tourists trapped in the town asked to go back one after another, which made the local managers anxious.
But that has nothing to do with them.
Fu Anan and Fu Yizhi arrived at the library early in the morning.
The library is very large, with five floors in total.
Generally speaking, small towns are not equipped with such a large library.
Isn’t it a hint that the game is set up like this
Fu Anan felt that her guess might really be correct, and the two walked up to the librarian, "Hello, we want to find the earliest information about the Love Festival story."
(End of this chapter)