Game of Destiny: This player is different

With the help of the police, Mao Sanwei walked towards the police car with a shaky step.

At an angle that no one could see, a half-finger-high paper man appeared from the gap in his collar.

When Qin Nuo observed with his title skill, the thin paper man actually smiled at him and then got into his clothes again.

Mao Sanwei seemed to feel uncomfortable on his back, so he reached out and scratched the back of his neck.

"What is that?"

Qin Nuo narrowed his eyes and stared at the other person's back until he got into the police car.

At the moment the car door closed, a system prompt sounded beside his ear.

[Task trigger conditions have been met]

[Task type: Regular task]

[Task name: Paper man]

[Task goal: Go to Room 802, Building 20, Blue Classic Community, Dongcheng District, and solve the supernatural incident in Mao Sanwei's home]

[Task time limit: two hours]

[Task goal 1: 400 experience points]

[Task goal 2: 300 game coins]

[Task reward: Ordinary quality random item*1]

It's here as expected.

Qin Nuo remained calm and slowly withdrew from the crowd.

Strolled to the green belt to retrieve the shared bicycle and set off towards the target location.

The Blue Classic Community is only four streets away from Yanbei Road, not far away.

Compared with the previous tasks, the rewards for this task are much less, and it is obvious that the difficulty will not be too high.

Therefore, the enemy will not be too strong.

But this is not strong... only relative to the players.

Ordinary people are estimated to be dead.

Turn on the mobile phone navigation and ride all the way.

Soon, Qin Nuo arrived near the Blue Classic Community.

This community is quite old.

The walls of the floors are covered with rustic red square tiles, and the gaps between the tiles are full of black stains and moss left by rain erosion.

It is a bit broken, but the price is not low, starting at 20,000 per square meter, which is quite popular.

Many owners will rent out the rooms after buying them.

After all, it is very close to the cancer hospital, and many patients' families will choose to rent a house nearby to go to the hospital to take care of their families.

In addition, there is another advantage of old communities.

That is, there are few surveillance cameras.

Qin Nuo parked the shared bicycle and turned to walk into a dark alley.

After confirming that there was no one around, he easily climbed over the two-meter-high wall and moved quickly along the shadows of green plants and trees.

"As the direct relative of the deceased, Mao Sanwei must be taken back to make a statement. Although he has an alibi, the police cannot help but search his home.

I need to complete the task as quickly as possible before the police arrive."

Qin Nuo walked lightly and quickly, like a ghost.

According to the detailed address given in the mission brief, he found 20 buildings without much effort.

Because it is an old community, the residents are mainly tenants.

Except for the dim lights in some residents' homes, the whole community is quiet.

He glanced at the surveillance camera at the entrance of the building.

It was not even powered on, a pure fake trick.

He smiled, stepped directly into it, and climbed up the stairs.

Third floor, fifth floor, eighth floor.

He arrived.

He pressed his body against the anti-theft door, took out a wire with his left hand, and inserted it into the keyhole.

After more than ten seconds, with a light "click", the door was pried open.

"Since it is a supernatural event, there must be evil spirits inside."

Qin Nuo opened the door a crack and slid in silently.

As he closed the security door, a frying pan appeared in his palm.

In the indoor battle, the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Penetration could not be used at all, and short weapons were still used.

The room was pitch black, but the direction could be barely identified.

"Where is it?"

He muttered to himself, slowing down his pace to look around.

Living room, bathroom, kitchen, study...

Qin Nuo did not miss any room.

Just as he was about to push open the door of the side bedroom.

"Husband, are you back?"

Suddenly, a shout came from the master bedroom next door.

Through the mirror in the living room, Qin Nuo could clearly see that behind the half-open door of the master bedroom... there was a woman's figure.

Wei Jiajia was dead, and Mao Sanwei was still in the police station.

The answer was self-evident.

Exhaling a breath of foul air, Qin Nuo remained calm and said "hmm" vaguely.

"I thought there was a thief in the house."

The woman walked out of the master bedroom.

Her soft body came close to him and hugged him tightly with her arms: "Why did you go out without saying a word just now?"

It was so light that I could hardly feel the slightest weight.

Qin Nuo was skilled and bold, so he did not attack immediately, but replied in a deep voice: "Buy a pot."

He raised the frying pan in his hand.

"Frying pan? What do you want to buy this for?"

"..."

Qin Nuo slowly turned his head and looked into the eyes of the woman holding him.

Her face was as white as paper, and her blush was bright.

She was still talking, but her mouth kept a strange arc and never moved.

The facial features drawn with a brush were lifelike.

Especially those eyes, which had a hint of the breath of a living person.

The joints of the limbs made of paper paste were not stiff, but could be moved and bent freely like a living person.

Have the paper figures now been so anthropomorphized...

"Who are you? ! Why did you appear in my house?"

The paper figure loosened its arms after finding something wrong, and floated back two steps, and its tone suddenly became gloomy: "Where is my husband? "

Qin Nuo had no expression on his face and did not answer.

But the extremely masculine and strong true energy emanating from his body and the raised frying pan had already made his thoughts clear.

Feeling threatened, the paper man had a paper knife in his hand.

Under the night light projected from the window, it exuded a fascinating cold light.

The two blushes on his cheeks became more and more intense, so intense that it made people feel suffocated.

"Are you here to kill me? "

Without a tongue, teeth, or vocal cords, she can still speak like a living person.

If Mao Sanwei were here, he would definitely be able to hear it.

This is the voice of his wife Wei Jiajia.

Qin Nuo was too lazy to talk nonsense and stepped on the ground.

His body shot out like a cannonball, holding a frying pan and sweeping towards the paper man!

The surging Nine Yang Qi attached to the pot has a natural restraint on the evil evil things. Just a slight approach will make the ink on the paper man show signs of melting.

The ghost saw that he was going to act without saying a word, so he hurriedly raised the paper knife to block it in front of the frying pan.

The bottom of the pot, which was attached with the most yang and most rigid Qi, was wrapped in a fierce gale.

No fancy tricks The extra movement hit the paper knife, making a dull "DUANG, DUANG" sound.

Under the heavy blow, the paper man retreated several steps in succession, and the paper knife in his hand also lost its hardness like a lubricated chewing gum, and fell limp in his hand.

Without a weapon, she pretended to escape.

How could Qin Nuo let her go.

He followed closely, waving the frying pan and hitting it mercilessly.

DUANG!

DUANG!

DUANG, DUANG, DUANG!!

Originally, the paper man was made of paper paste as the surface and bamboo strips as the support, which was quite three-dimensional.

But under the continuous slapping, it was actually flattened...