Forces of Temptation

Chapter 20: Xiao Ming's daily life (7)

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Doing manual tasks is stumbling to completion.

As Shen Jie's evaluation said, Li Yinhang's hands-on ability is indeed not very good.

Her brain: You learned.

Her hand: You fart.

But fortunately, like everyone else before, she made a smooth transition and built a "home" without any unexpected troubles.

The next computer game task, the fitness trainer quickly followed up.

The game mechanism of "Xiao Ming" is similar to eating chicken.

The fitness coach's game level is quite limited, and it perfectly plays the exclusive operations of various elementary school levels.

Thin monkeys are mean and mean, and they play fairly well as teammates.

Taking advantage of the gap between the game readings, he instructed the fitness coach to continue to do the task that he didn't have time to complete when he searched the computer just now—sweeping the corners of the computer to find useful information.

Sadly, the computer was extremely clean.

Social software, no.

Recycle bin, empty.

Family photo, no.

Browsing history, no.

Hidden folders, no.

Thin Monkey hated that his ability was useless, and was so angry that he wanted to smash the computer.

Seeing that the task handover time was coming, he had to leave the second bedroom, went to the children's room, picked up the diary, and began to record the day's itinerary truthfully.

The skinny monkey, who is used to holding a keyboard and mouse and has not held a pen for a long time, has a writing ability similar to that of a primary school student.

He bit the pen and thought hard, what the hell, the word "cake" in "I ate cake today" was written.

Halfway through the writing, the lawyer surnamed Yu, whom he hated the most, came in with a wheelchair, glanced at his half-finished work from behind, and let out a low laugh.

Skinny Monkey: "..." Laughing chicken feathers.

Yu Tui thought hurriedly: "You imitate the elementary school students quite like you."

Skinny Monkey: "… "

But in this situation, he said something good.

The skinny monkey rolled his eyes from choking, and whispered, "Why are you here?"

Yu Tuisi pulled the wheelchair with one hand, walked to the door of the children's room, raised his hand to press the door frame, and made a gesture to close the door.

Skinny Monkey: "...Hello!?"

Yu Tuisi smiled and said, "I have something to do."

On the door panel of the children's room, there are three or four traces drawn with a ruler, starting from 90 centimeters above the ground, and reaching a maximum of 128 centimeters. The date of the measurement is marked next to it.

Yu Tuisi discovered this detail during his nap.

Due to physical reasons, Yu Tuisi has a different field of vision from other people, and often has a far more frequent contact with the surrounding environment than normal people.

So he can find things that are difficult to capture easily from a normal person's point of view.

When Yu Tuisi was about to pull the wheelchair back, there was a regular knock on the door.

Yu Tuisi: "Please come in."

Nan Zhou poked his head and came in: "What are you doing?"

Yu Tui thought and smiled.

After getting along for less than a day, Yu Tuisi realized that although Nan Zhou had an unusually tall and indifferent face, he was like a cat. No matter what others did, he always wanted to come and see and touch.

"That gentleman is doing a good job and keeping a diary obediently." Yu Tuisi said with a smile, "As for me, I just need a helper."

Good boy skinny monkey: "… "

After Nan Zhou squeezed in through the crack of the door, the children's room suddenly became cramped.

Thin Monkey didn't dare to say too much, so he just pretended that these two people didn't exist.

Yu Tuisi touched the scale behind the door panel: "Look here."

Nan Zhou: "What is this?"

Yu Tui thought for a while: "Generally, there are at home, and it is used to measure the child's height."

Nan Zhou hummed: "Our family has never tested this."

Yu Tuisi didn't ask too much, and stroked the door panel: "Smell and see."

Nan Zhou approached and sniffed lightly.

A faint smell of wood lacquer floated into the nose, not pungent or strong, but there was a smell that seemed to be lingering.

"All the door panels in the house use this log paint. It is a log paint that exists in reality." Yu Tuisi said, "A few years ago, my wife and I chose this kind of paint when decorating the new house. The lacquer was chosen by us and painted together, but at the time it was only beautiful, and after installing it, we found that the smell of formaldehyde was very difficult to dissipate. It took about two years before it got a little better.”

Nan Zhou understood what he meant: "This house has been renovated within two years?"

"should be."

Yu Tuisi seemed to be a good-natured senior, and patiently listed his findings: "The wallpaper is not very new, but there is no sign of dampness. From the degree of wear of the sofa cover in the living room and the fluffing of the sofa cushions. Judging from the situation of the ball, the sofa should also be replaced soon, one year, two years, it is possible."

Nan Zhou looked at the first height measurement date about 1 meter above the ground on the door panel.

It has been one year and eight months since the last measurement date.

He reasonably speculated: "This house is a new house bought about two years ago?"

Yu Tuisi shook his head, took the wheelchair back again, pointed to the gap in the floor close to the side of the wall, and said, "Look, there are traces of beautiful seams here."

Nan Zhou asked again: "What is a beautiful seam?"

Yu Tuisi: "..."

... He found that Nan Zhou's intelligence seemed to mean that his sword was slanted.

He explained carefully: "The tiles in the house have been used for a long time, and the gaps will become larger, discolored, and collapsed, so the gaps need to be beautified... It should be regarded as a small home decoration."

Saying that, Yu Tusi leaned down and scratched the gap between the wall and the floor with his fingertips.

"The result of beautiful sewing depends on the master's craftsmanship. It is inevitable that there will be some minor problems, such as incomplete filling, filling overflow, etc. The part against the wall is most likely to have such problems."

With a little effort, he broke off a small section of the overflowing and solidified object against the wall, and fiddled with it in the palm of his hand: "Look, the surface is filled with epoxy resin, but there is a little latex-colored oily seam attached to the bottom. agent. These are two different stitching materials."

Nan Zhou came to the conclusion: "Have at least two beautiful seams done at home?"

"That's right." Yu Tuisi said, "It stands to reason that every time a beautiful seam is made, there must be a period of time. Until the cracks in the floor reappear to a certain degree of wear and tear, it will make sense to make a beautiful seam again."

Yu Tuisi: "So, either Xiaoming's family bought a second-hand house, or Xiaoming's family has lived here for a long time."

Nan Zhou: "Well..."

Nan Zhou: "... So what?"

Yu Tuisi said, "If you have trouble, tear up the wallpaper here."

The skinny monkey who had been in the auditorium was startled: "... Hey!"

Yu Tuisi pressed his palm on him, motioning him not to speak, and at the same time gestured to Nan Zhou: "Don't tear too much first. Just tear the piece behind the door."

Nan Zhou did not move.

Yu Tuisi: "Is there a problem?"

Nan Zhou did not shy away and said, "I was thinking, why did you let me tear it up."

Yu Tuisi was silent.

Nan Zhou said, "Your teammate Chen Sufeng is outside, but you don't call him."

Nan Zhou added: "Even though you are sitting, it's not like you can't do things like tearing wallpaper."

After waiting for a long time for Yu Tuisi's response, Nan Zhou nodded clearly: "You are afraid that something will happen if you tear it up. You want to trick me."

Yu Retreat--gt;gt;

Holding his forehead and sighing.

He said that this guy's cleverness is really a slanted sword.

"Yes, I do have this concern." Yu Tuisi, who was dismantled his scheming, quickly adjusted his expression and said, "I have such a problem, it is easy to look ahead and think too much. It was difficult for me to make the decision to put me and my teammates at risk."

Nan Zhou was unmoved.

Yu Tuisi continued: "However, if there is really this clue I deduced behind the door, you can tear off the wallpaper, and the clue will be discovered by you, and the points will also be yours."

Nan Zhou responded very quickly: "This is what you said."

Yu Tuisi: "..." He wondered if Nan Zhou had been waiting for him to say this.

He shook the wheelchair backwards to make room for Nan Zhou.

Nan Zhou moved very neatly and tore off a piece of wallpaper behind the door a few times.

Seven or eight traces of aging remain on the white walls wrapped in exquisite wallpaper.

The same scale is used to measure height.

But the time indicated beside the scale was twelve years ago at the earliest.

The time span, height and height are also much higher than the newly marked scale behind the door panel.

【Ding-】

[Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for collecting the clue "another family member". 】

[Congratulations to Nan Zhou, a player from the "Li Fang Ark" team, who won the "Xiao Ming's Daily" main storyline reward x1 and rewarded with 200 experience points—"]

After listening to the reward quietly, Nan Zhou raised his finger and brushed the handwriting of the marker that penetrated into the wall.

…as the bonus tip says, another member of the family once lived.

A child much older than Xiao Ming.

Ta used to live in Xiao Ming's room and was pulled by his parents to stand behind the door, measuring his height again and again.

Ta's eyes rolled around, trying to see how tall he had grown, but his parents smiled and pressed his shoulders, telling Ta not to move.

When Ta last measured his height, it was 1.65 meters.

According to the basic standards and time span of normal children's physical growth, plus the year marked when Xiaoming's height was measured, the child should be around 20 years old now.

It's college age.

Regarding the loss of 200 points, Yu Tuisi just shrugged.

Compared with the increase or decrease of points, he prefers to be safe and conservative.

He explained why he made the judgment that there are clues behind the door: "Judging from her hair, the third person who disappeared in the family is a woman. Then, she may be Xiao Ming's sister or Xiao Ming's mother."

"I think if the people in this apartment have lived long enough and have even been renovated many times, then my sister may have lived in this children's room."

Having said this, he sighed softly: "... The perfume of Miss Coco in the wardrobe is indeed the fragrance that young women prefer."

"Those who have lived in this family are more likely to be older sisters. Not mothers."

Today, they found quite a few.

But the horror they experienced was lackluster, just like a real elementary school student's daily life, which passed quickly like a running account.

As the time for her mission approached, Shen Jie's anxiety became more and more obvious.

She bit her nails, her elbows resting on her knees shivering slightly along with her legs.

There are dead people in this room.

And if you want to find the most suitable place for dismembering the body, it is the bathroom.

At 9 o'clock in the middle of the night, she went to such a place to wash her hair...

The fitness coach looked at Shen Jie's pale complexion and couldn't bear it: "Sister Shen, why don't I go."

Shen Jie calmed down, waved her hand and said, "It's okay."

She is the leader of "Tailwind", and she should take the responsibility.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she stood up: "I'll go to prepare first."

Nan Zhou, who got 200 points, was researching the items in the mall list. Hearing Shen Jie's slightly stiff tone, he couldn't help but raise his head and stare at her back.

He asked Jiang Fang, "Why is she nervous?"

"When most people take a bath, they have all kinds of worries." Jiang Fang explained, "Worry about a ghost reaching out from the mirror, worrying that when the foam covers your eyes, someone touches your neck from behind... "

Nan Zhou: "Me? Why does the ghost touch my neck?"

"I'm not wearing clothes, he saw me, the man is okay, what if it's a female ghost." Nan Zhou seriously struggled with this question, "Then who is a hooligan?"

Jiang Fang: "..."

Shen Jie, who just walked out not far: "..."

Nan Zhou continued to ask: "If something like a ghost appears in the bathroom, will it always stay in the bathroom?"

Jiang Fang: "If it's an earth-bound spirit, it's possible."

Nan Zhou: "Is it no entertainment?"

Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows: "Maybe not."

Nan Zhou: "Where will it hide? In the mirror? In the toilet? Will it get bored if no one looks in the mirror? What will it do if someone goes to the toilet?"

Nan Zhou: "Also, what should I do when it comes to home decoration?"

Nan Zhou: "Is it still there when you are repairing putty and making beautiful seams?"

Jiang Fang couldn't help but smile: "...Maybe."

Nan Zhou nodded: "Then even if she hates formaldehyde, she can't hide."

Shen Jie's spirit, stretched to the limit, slowly relaxed in Nan Zhou's repeated questions.

Regardless of whether Nan Zhou was intentionally helping her to ease her fears, she still said "thank you" in her heart.

Since a woman's scalp was found in the floor drain of the master bedroom, Shen Jie naturally chose the bathroom next to the children's room to perform the task.

However, there was a small problem with her mission.

The shower head in this bathroom was broken, and only a few sparse strands of yellow water were gushing out.

Right now, she couldn't go to the master bedroom, much less use the bathtub.

If she is lying in the bathtub, her activity restrictions will be even greater, and if she encounters a crisis, it will be too late to react.

Therefore, she chose the same way as Chen Sufeng took a shower at noon-washing her hair with the washstand.

She turned on the faucet and switched to hot water mode.

Dense mist rose up.

Shen Jie's figure in the mirror gradually blurred, and she couldn't see clearly.

Shen Jie exerted her strength to wipe off the mist on the mirror, stared at herself in the mirror, and gritted her teeth.

She must go back.

Her daughter is still waiting for her.

Shen Jie gritted her teeth, leaned over, soaked her hair in the half-full sink, and calmed her numb scalp a little bit by the soothing hot water.

nothing.

It must be fine.

At the end of the day, no one has encountered a ghost, and it is unreasonable to let her meet.

After barely calming down, Shen Jie started to squeeze the shampoo on hand.

The shampoo becomes very fluid when diluted with warm water.

Yuba, like the sun, made the light reflected on the swaying water waves a little dazzling.

In order to avoid looking directly at the mirror-like water surface, and to prevent the shampoo from flowing into her eyes, Shen Jie couldn't help but look away from the water surface.

She kept the posture of bending over and bowing her head, and put her hands on her hair, ready to rub her hands.

At the moment when I completely bent down and walked away...

From the space under her armpit, Shen Jie saw a pair of pale feet standing motionless not far behind her. :,