Horror Studio

v3 Chapter 1317: The charm of battles and games

"It's not important at all." Qian Cangyi suddenly stood in front of the shadow play desk.

"Huh?" The moment the shadow play saw Qian Cangyi, the upper body quickly leaned back, pulling the distance away.

"Cang Yi, what do you stop doing when you have nothing to do?" Fable shouted.

Qiancang sighed and replied:

"Remember what I said? The danger we face in the future may be even more bizarre and deadly."

"You already know the effect of my skills, but there is still no way to deal with it. Of course, maybe you will say that because you believe in me, but the people who admonish will also cheat."

"Shadow puppets, fables, your skills are of the type that takes effect instantly. If your reaction speed can be increased by another level, it may be the difference between life and death, so I want to take advantage of the particularity of this little movie to exercise you."

After speaking, he walked to the door.

"Huh?" Fable looked at the shadow play.

The shadow play shook his head and did not speak.

"As usual, the team, shadow puppets and fables followed me to Lianhua District to investigate." After that, Qian Cang turned his head and looked at Qian Jiangyue and the others, "You can contact Yue Long to see if there are any clues left. "

"After solving the commission of Zhu Chi's disappearance, I think that our two teams can have a real battle."

After speaking, Qiancang stretched out his right hand and bent his four fingers twice.

Qian Jiangyue opened his eyes wide and his face was full of excitement.

"Really?" The fable opened his mouth wide.

"What's the point of playing like this? There is no fun in the game without a bet, and one person is paid 1,000 pieces." Qian Jiangyue grinned.

"I don't have any comments, so I'll decide. I'll talk about how to play it later." Qian Cang once beckoned to the shadow puppets, and then walked to the door.

"It seems to be real." The fable glanced at Xiao Zuanfeng.

...

The third floor of Lianhua Community.

As soon as Qiancang knocked on the door of Zhu Chi's house, it was a woman in her thirties who opened the door with long black hair and a white gown.

"Excuse me..." The woman was puzzled.

"We are investigators from a typical office. Today we received a commission. The commissioner is Yue Long, the person in charge of the game "Come". I came here to ask about Zhu Chi." Qiancang smiled. At the same time, present the personal certificate provided by the Joint Investigation Association.

The woman nodded slightly, but the hand blocking the door did not let go. She looked at the three of them, looked up and down, and then said:

"Can you really find my son?"

"It needs to be investigated to find out, but it is very likely that Zhu Chi is still alive now." Qian Cang was comforted while observing the expression on the woman's face.

Although the woman expressed concern for her son, she gave Qiancang a strange feeling.

"Please come in, I'm sorry, I'm a little depressed lately." The woman let go and walked to the living room.

The three of them walked in.

Qiancang first observed the situation in the living room.

The walls are slightly yellowed, the TV sets, TV cabinets, sofas and other furniture are a bit old, and the items on the coffee table are randomly placed and messed up.

"It seems that the living conditions of Zhu Chi's family are not very good." Qian Cang bowed his head and said to the two behind him.

Zhu Chi's mother brought out a few cups of tea and put it on the coffee table. At the same time, she also saw the situation of the sofa clearly, so she calmly began to tidy up the sofa.

Upon seeing the shadow play, he hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"No, I'll do it." Zhu Chi's mother apologized and blocked the shadow puppet show with her hand by the way.

"It's okay." The shadow play still insisted. Then, she pulled out a colorful book, which has been opened, and it is full of words similar to tongue twisters, and it is related to the zodiac and colors.

Suddenly, a piece of information emerged in the mind of the shadow play.

Regarding the information of these books, the above content is obviously related to gambling.

"Let me come." Zhu Chi's mother snatched the book from the shadow play.

The shadow play did not persist.

After tidying up, the three of them sat on the sofa.

After a brief silence, Qian Cang asked:

"Can you elaborate on the situation at the time? What happened on the day Zhu Chi disappeared?"

In order to prevent himself from appearing aggressive, his tone was gentler, but he still focused on Zhu Chi's mother's expressions and small movements.

"That day, it was Sunday. In the afternoon, I asked Zhu Chi to play at home. Isn't that game very popular recently? And he likes to play, so I let him stay at home alone." Zhu Chi's mother said smoothly.

Qiancang nodded slightly, because Zhu Chi's mother had been asked many times, so it was not surprising.

Zhu Chi's mother continued:

"Evening... In the evening, around 5 o'clock, when I came back, I found Zhu Chi was not at home, with the phone on the bed and the charger plugged in."

"Does the phone have a rest screen or a bright screen?"

"The bright one is the picture of the game. When I went in, the phone was very noisy and there were all kinds of shouts."

"What happened later? Where did you find it?"

"I searched the room first, called his name~lightnovelpub.net~, then went to the supermarket, and then asked his classmates... but I didn’t find it. Later, I searched everywhere, and I checked the surveillance. No."

"How much does Zhu Chi like mobile phones?"

"like very much."

"Will he throw his phone on the bed and go out to play by himself?"

"No, in order to play games, he sometimes doesn't eat food. I didn't talk about him less about it, but he didn't listen, so he hid in secret to play."

"The next question may be offensive. I want to know why you think Zhu Chi’s disappearance is related to games? After all... You know, if a child is addicted to games, there are reasons to blame the game, but a child disappears out of thin air... I think one Games don’t have that much power."

Qiancang circled around and finally asked the question he wanted to ask.

It's not surprising that Zhu Chi's mother had this conjecture. What is strange is that she actually used this conjecture to complain. Of course, Zhu Chi's mother was in a hurry to go to the doctor.

Regardless of the type, Qiancangyi needs to know the real reason.

Zhu Chi's mother lowered her head, sighed, and replied:

"Mainly Zhu Chi had said this before."

Qiancang's eyes lit up and asked:

"what's up?"

"In the past, Zhu Chi was fascinated by playing games. I scolded him and just went inside the game. He told me that he would have gone long ago, but he just didn't want to go."

"Are you able to go long ago?"

"Well, I didn't care about it at the time, probably the way it was a week before the disappearance."

Hearing this news, Qian Cang looked back at the shadow puppet show and the fable.

Although Zhu Chi's words may be angry, but the combination of front and back makes it hard not to make people doubt.

Qiancang thought for a while, then said to Zhu Chi's mother:

"Can you show us Zhu Chi's room?"