The fairy cultivator sets up a fortune-telling stall in a horror game

Feng Zhe saw Yu Ze and recognized this as his sister's boyfriend. He frowned slightly and blocked the door: "Condolences are not welcome, get out!"

The purpose of their live broadcast is to keep being miserable and create a picture of a miserable mother and child with no one caring about them, and their life has become a mess for the sake of their sister.

Anyone who comes to express condolences is a slap in their face and they will not welcome it.

Yu Ze raised his eyebrows: "Are you live streaming?"

Feng Zhe's expression changed: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yuzawa: "Do you need me to break in and say a few words in front of the camera?"

When Feng Zhe heard this, his expression suddenly became fierce. He lowered his voice and glared at Yuze: "What the hell do you want to do? My sister is dead, why do you come to our house to pester her?"

Yu Ze: "I just came to take a look and think about people. You can continue the live broadcast. I won't be in the camera. Let's go in and have a look."

Feng Zhe was angered by his confident appearance: "Why? Who are you? You said I would let you in?"

Josh poked his little head out from behind Yuze, looking very soft and cute: "If you don't let us in, we will break in every day and make trouble, making it impossible for you to live broadcast, and we will also go to your live broadcast room to leave messages and cause trouble. .”

She looks cute, but what she says is not very cute.

When he mentioned the live broadcast room, Feng Zhe's expression changed. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Don't go too far!"

Josh shrugged: "It's up to you."

Feng Zhe was afraid that they would block his way of making money, so he had no choice but to let them in and lowered his voice: "Don't cause trouble, or I will call the police to arrest you!"

But this area is a poor area, and the security is already very poor. The few people who maintain security are basically just decorations.

Yu Ze ignored him.

Several people entered the house.

The houses in the slums are basically the same, with narrow areas and cramped layouts, and almost all available corners are used.

This small duplex room has very low floor heights both upstairs and downstairs, making it very depressing to live in, especially since the room is so packed with things that it always feels like living in a snail's nest.

In such a dirty and messy environment, it is difficult to find any clues.

Josh looked towards the mourning hall, which was actually a small living room with some paper money and the like piled up in the living room.

Banban’s mother was crying heartbrokenly in front of the camera.

Perhaps because of the continuous crying for so many days, her eyes were severely bloodshot and turned a very scary red. The upper and lower eyelids were swollen, and she looked extremely haggard.

Even a large area under his eyes was red and swollen.

When she gets tired of crying, Feng Zhe will immediately wink from behind the camera and ask her to work harder.

Josh frowned slightly and followed Yu Ze upstairs.

The three of them entered Banban's room.

In fact, they have already been to this room, and basically all useful information has been searched.

Yu Ze glanced around and looked in Josh's direction: "Only the scratches on the door?"

Josh nodded: "That's basically it, but there were still blood stains when I came here last time, and they have been cleaned up now."

Yuze walked to the door and squatted down, but he didn't see the scratches they mentioned.

Josh frowned in confusion, walked to the side and squatted down: "Eh? What's going on? It was still there when we came here last time."

Rob also squatted down: "Yes, I saw it last time, but it was obvious."

Josh glanced at the repaired door, and looked at each other with Yu Ze: "I remember that on Banban's body, there were indeed traces of scratching the door with his fingertips."

Yuzawa: "This shows that before she died, she probably wanted to struggle to open the door to ask for help, or she wanted to scratch the door to attract other people's attention." Josh lowered his head and thought for a moment: "If this is the case, then is it possible? Does that mean she might not have committed suicide?"

Rob's eyes lit up: "It's also possible that he regretted it when he was about to die and didn't want to die anymore, so he wanted to struggle to save himself!"

Josh looked at the calendar on the table: "The day she died was a weekend. I asked the owners of nearby breakfast shops before, and their families were all at home that day."

Rob asked again: "Could it be that it was too noisy downstairs and they didn't hear Banban's call for help from upstairs?"

Yuzawa: "I think we have to ask her family about the specific situation. They must know something."

Rob was puzzled: "Why?"

Yuzawa: "This house is full of traces of old age, but the traces scratched by the deceased on this door have been cleaned up. What does this mean?"

Rob scratched his head: "What does it mean?"

Josh: "I feel guilty about being a thief. There are old and new scratches on the door. This house is full of signs of oldness and damage. Why don't we repair other places, but just repair a dead one? They may not live in it." Room? That’s unnecessary, isn’t it?”

Yuze nodded: "So, it's very possible that they know something."

Josh thought for a while: "I'll go down and try them with my skills."

Yuzawa nodded.

Several people went downstairs and watched their live broadcast.

Banban's mother is Li Xiaoping, who is usually a timid, timid person.

It was already very embarrassing for her to cry so naturally in front of her son and the camera. Now that there were several more live audiences, she became even more anxious.

Feng Zhe was a little unhappy. He walked over and lowered his voice warningly: "What are you doing? Is there anything else?"

Josh shrugged: "Nothing, I just want to stay here for a while."

Li Xiaoping couldn't cry anymore. Feng Zhe had no choice but to worry about the people nearby making trouble, so he found an excuse to end the live broadcast in a hurry.

Josh took the opportunity to walk over and help Li Xiaoping, who was kneeling on the ground, up: "Auntie, are you okay?"

Li Xiaoping waved her hands quickly: "It's okay, it's okay, no need..."

Josh smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I am Banban's good friend, and I came here to see you. If she knew that you were crying so sadly in front of her grave while broadcasting live broadcast asking for justice for her, she would definitely be very sad." .”

Li Xiaoping's face turned pale and her body trembled subconsciously.

Feng Zhe quickly walked over with an unkind look on his face, separated Qiao Xi and Li Xiaoping, and said to them fiercely: "You have looked and shopped, can you go? You are not welcome here!"

He mustered up the courage to look at Yuze again.

The other person was clearly just standing there lazily, his eyelids half drooped, like a cat that hadn't woken up.

But when his eyes met the other person's, he couldn't stop trembling. He felt inexplicably that his back was hairy and his legs were weak, as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a lazy animal. Wild beasts may break out and attack people.

How could he feel oppressed by a man who looked so much younger than him?

What the hell!
No matter what, we can't let them wander around the house anymore.

He plucked up the courage: "So what if you are my sister's boyfriend? My sister is dead, and you have nothing to do with our family anymore. You...don't come here again!"

Josh patted Feng Zhe on the shoulder: "You are so courageous."

Feng Zhe's attitude toward his pretty and cute little sister was much better: "Thank you."

Josh took back his hand and looked at Yu Ze.

Yu Ze understood: "Okay, let's go then."