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My sister was at home on the weekend and had a good sleep.

I woke up at noon the next day, put my hair into a ponytail, had lunch, and lay down on the bed with my hair disheveled.

Mom complained: "You two brothers and sisters don't go out for a walk on such a nice day. Why don't you take your sister out to play?"

"I've been walking since get out of class every day..." my sister drawled and kept pressing her fingers on the screen of her phone.

"It's really..." Mom just complained and sat in the living room watching TV series.

I returned to the room and saw a room full of sunshine.

It is indeed a good day today and the temperature has warmed up.

I stretched out and felt sleepy due to the sunshine.

Eat and drink enough to sleep well.

I lay on the bed, half-closed my eyes, and thought about whether to set an alarm clock. Just sleep for an hour...a...

"What are you doing!"

A startled exclamation suddenly woke me up.

The light from the computer screen shines on my face, not warm sunlight, no sunlight.

I saw the prompt on the screen.

Well? Live broadcast room? This is……

My body suddenly stood up, and my eyes turned behind me.

The timing of this action made me think clearly about what was happening in front of me.

I'm in a dream!

It should be the anchor Daxia123...

etc! I can't move?

I was surprised to find that my soul could not move.

I had a sense of loss that I had been knocked back to my original shape.

In this case, I probably overused my abilities before, so now I can only use them to the minimum.

I can only be a bystander.

In sight was the half-open door.

Da Xia should be broadcasting live in a special study room. The door to the room should be closed tightly.

The door was opened a crack at some point.

Outside the door is a small corridor, dark and without light.

The prawn swallowed.

There should be someone outside the room.

He and his girlfriend are living together. The girlfriend is probably watching TV in the living room outside, watching a new drama. She has been watching it every night for the past few days.

There was no sound outside the house.

A bad premonition lingered in Da Xia's heart.

He glanced back at the screen.

The live broadcast interface has disappeared, and the computer screen has turned into a gloomy background image at some point. It was an apartment building, somewhat cartoonish in style, but the tone and structure were uncomfortable.

Like those paintings by Bai An.

When I thought of this, I was stunned for a moment.

Before I could take a closer look at the game's opening interface picture, Daxia had already rushed over and turned it off.

The game interface disappeared and the computer screen turned into a black screen.

The lights on the main chassis and keyboard went out at the same time, as if the power was suddenly cut off.

With a snap, the big light in the room also went out.

The prawn let out a short scream.

Before the cry ended, the lights came on again.

The light that came on this time was very dim, not bright enough, and flickered, as if it was about to break down.

The room has also changed, it is no longer the study room of Da Xia.

There are no professional computer desks or equipment, just a small wooden desk and an equally small chair. Just a set of furniture for children.

The prawn took a step back in horror and hit something with his calf.

He turned his head and saw the same small bed.

All furniture has not been painted, it is just wood furniture. But it is not as exquisite and high-end as the solid wood furniture that is advertised now. They looked like half-finished products made by hand, and the carpenter's skills were not very good.

The furniture is all bare, and there are no daily necessities or daily necessities. It looks like no one lives here.

"What's going on? What's going on..." The prawn spun around in circles.

It is surrounded by walls and has no doors or windows.

It's like a closed box here.

The prawn stretched out his hand, grabbed his hair, and groaned in pain.

His head was about to explode, and his heartbeat was pounding because of fear.

He really couldn't figure out what was going on.

"This room doesn't even exist in the game!" Daxia suddenly said.

He pulled his hair and thought hard.

Before this strange change, the only thing he did was play that game.

And the superintendent who suddenly sealed off his room!

Only these two things!

There is no such room in the game.

There is a child NPC in the game, a child from a household...

"Room 409, the single mother of 409 brought a son..." Daxia said to himself, "A boy in blue clothes did not see the room and did not enter..."

The corresponding picture appeared in his mind.

It was a boy with the same style as the game interface, and there was a female character standing next to him. Daxia couldn't even remember what their faces looked like. I remember seeing this mother and son in game posts. There are two death endings related to them: they want a "dad" role and kidnap and imprison the protagonist played by the player; the boy asks the player for help, saying that his mother is crazy, hates his father, and abuses him. Himself, and then the player was caught by his mother together with him and was silenced.

Some players also analyzed the conditions for achieving each of the two endings and reasoned about the character settings of the game. Among this pair of mother and son, the mother should be a lunatic from the beginning. As long as the player continues to show his reasoning ability, that is, his excellent side, he will be attracted by her and become her husband. During this process, if the player reaches the full favorability level of the boy, he will be asked for help, and the mother will choose to kill him to silence him. As for boys, it may not be normal either. He wants to get rid of his mother and wants his own father, so he will choose to ask for help, and he will choose to help his mother capture the detective and become his father.

In summary, these are two dangerous people who should be kept away from.

The strategy process played by Thunder King also proves this point. This is a trap that is useless in deducing the truth of the case and will only lead to the death of the player.

As I recalled these contents, Daxia was wondering whether such a small room was the room where the player detective was imprisoned in the game.

"It's a bit like...a bit...in this case..." Daxia suppressed his fear, suddenly laughed, and gave himself a slap.

After the loud sound, the space became quiet.

After a while, the whimpering sound of the prawns echoed in the room again.

"What the hell is going on..." Daxia squatted down and leaned against the foot of the small bed.

He thought of his missing friend.

That friend who disappeared many years ago...

Qingye’s client was Xiaomi, who often collaborated with him to record games.

"Damn it...it's my turn...what was Xiaomi doing at that time..." Daxia wiped the tears from his eyes.

Sniffing and sitting quietly for a while, he slowly calmed down and got up from the ground.

There must be a door.

This is a solitary confinement room.

It is the place where two NPCs imprison the protagonist in Bad End. The boy may have been imprisoned and abused by his mother.

"Damn it! I obviously didn't touch those two people!" Daxia cursed and groped around the walls.