They Are Not Human!

Wen Qing was shocked, is a smart police friend considered an advantage?

The advantages of growing on others?

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He suspects that the main system is connoting him?

Since the first two dungeon systems had hinted at some important information from the very beginning, Wen Qing this time carefully and repeatedly pondered the premise of this dungeon, as well as her own identity card.

Murderer, police friend...

He sat on the suitcase and asked the system in a low voice: [Could the murderer be my smart friend? 】

001: […]

001 didn't speak, and Wen Qing felt more and more that her guess was correct.

One is because 001 can't possibly prompt him the correct answer.

The second is that he thinks that according to the main system, he likes to deceive people, and smart friends are too suspicious.

People tend not to doubt the people around them.

Thinking about it like this, Wen Qing felt that her eyes lit up, as if she had become smarter.

001 was silent for a moment, then said coldly: [Advanced task: assist the police to find the murderer of the serial disappearance case. 】

Wen Qing wondered: [Then what? 】

001 emphasized word by word: [Assist, help, police, Fang. 】

Wen Qing blinked and asked tentatively: [Is this police officer my police friend? 】

001 spit out three words indifferently: [Otherwise? 】

Wen lightly reacted slowly, otherwise, with his identity card, it would be impossible to assist the police.

His cheeks were hot, he made a low noise, and said in a low voice: [I thought the system was going to trick me again. 】

001 did not speak.

Wen Qing blushed and defended herself in a low voice: [I, I guess it's normal. 】

This time 001 hummed.

I don't know if it was Wen Qing's illusion, but he seemed to hear 001's voice with a faint smile.

Wen Qing's face turned redder.

When Xing Ze arrived at the airport, he saw Wen Qing sitting on the suitcase at a glance.

He was wearing a loose black sweater, which made his skin paler and seemed to glow in the sun.

A gust of wind blew, and it seemed to be a little cold. Wen shrank slightly, and the wide corners of the clothes flew backwards, slightly outlining the outline of the body, thin and slender, at first glance like a little girl.

Xing Zhe braked and lifted his eyelids. After seeing Wen Qing's rosy cheeks, he thought to himself that he was more like a little girl.

"Wen Qing."

Hearing his name, Wen Qing looked up blankly and saw a tall man walking towards him.

The man's facial features are cold, his face has no expression, but his eyes are slightly soft.

Wen Qing guessed that he was his police friend, stood up quickly, and stammered.

Xing Ze took his suitcase and said, "Get in the car."

His voice was also cold, and Wen Qing was stunned, always feeling that his voice was a little familiar.

Xing Ze took two steps, and found that Wen Qing hadn't followed, and his footsteps paused.

He put down the suitcase, walked to Wen Qing, and opened his arms helplessly.

Wen Qing was still wondering what this person was doing, when she was tightly bound by a pair of strong arms.

He wanted to speak, and then the back of his head was touched.

Probably because the other party is so strong, just touching this action, Wen Qing's face was forced to bury in the other party's hard chest, so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

Wen Qing quickly pushed the other party, the other party seemed to think he was responding and hugged him harder.

"Okay." Although Xing Ze said so, his arms didn't mean to let go at all.

Wen Qing's eyes were dark, stuffy and painful, and her waist seemed to be broken in two.

Who let you hug!

After a long while, he struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Let go, let go."

Hearing that his voice was not right, Xing Ze let go of his hand, lowered his head, and met Wen's slightly red eyes.

He frowned: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing looked at him with tears in her eyes, thinking to herself, what else could happen, do you have no idea how strong you are?

Seeing this, Xing Ze frowned even more: "Is something wrong?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips and whispered, "You hurt me just now."

His voice was full of tears, and Xing Ze was slightly startled: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose," Wen said in a low voice.

"Let's go, we can't park here for too long." Xing Ze raised his hand subconsciously, trying to hook Wen Qing's shoulder.

After seeing Wen Qing's misty eyes, he paused, afraid that he would make Wen Qing cry again.

His left hand was hanging in the air, and after a while, the action of hooking his shoulders turned into holding hands.

"Let's go." Xing Ze held Wen Qing's hand and walked straight to the car on the side of the road.

Wen Qing's pupils trembled and her body stiffened.

Serious friends who will hold hands!

He hurriedly asked the system in his heart: [Is this friend a friend in the literal sense or a boyfriend? 】

001 is decisive: [Friend. 】

Wen let out a sigh of relief, quickly shook off Xing Ze's hand, and stammered, "Two or two big men, hold, hold, what hand."

Xing Ze: "I'm not afraid that hooking your shoulders will hurt you."

Wen Qing couldn't understand his logic, so she wondered, "It's fine if you walk normally, why do you have to be in touch?"

Xing Ze was stunned, he didn't know why.

Suddenly... I really wanted to touch Wen Qing.

Several girls passed by them, looked at Xing Zheyou and Wen Qing, with excited and ambiguous smiles, and hurried to the side.

Wen Qing's ears were hot, and she didn't pay attention to Xing Ze's stunned expression. She quickly stepped into the car, sat in the co-pilot, and fastened her seat belt.

After a series of actions, Wen Qing leaned back on the chair and pressed the heat on her face with the back of her hand.

After Xing Ze got into the car, his gaze swept across Wen Qing's blushing face calmly.

He asked casually, "Did someone ask you for WeChat just now?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then said the truth: "No."

He was puzzled: "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"You've always been looking for someone to like you," Xing Ze paused and glanced at him, "No one accosted him, why is his face so red?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips, at first because she was complacent and analyzed an outrageous answer, and then...

"You're bored."

Xing Ze chuckled softly: "Wen Xiaoqing, I haven't seen you for a year, why are you getting more and more squeamish."

Wen Qing glanced at his strong arm, then at his thin arm, and muttered, "You are obviously too strong."

Xing Ze hummed: "I'm so strong."

When Wen Qing heard his words, she always felt a strange feeling that she couldn't tell.

It's a bit like the girlfriend is angry, and the boyfriend takes the initiative to admit his mistake?

Wen Qing hurriedly shook her head and told herself silently in her heart that the same is true among boys.

Start the vehicle and turn on the radio habitually.

Wen Qing stared absently at the scenery outside the window, the familiar and unfamiliar world.

For a split second, he really felt like he was back in the real world.

He didn't come back to his senses until he heard the sweet female voice on the radio.

"...Miss Chen could not be contacted, which made her family and friends very worried. They remembered the disappearance cases in recent years and hurriedly called the police."

"The police launched an investigation and search for the first time. Fortunately, this time they finally investigated the clues. Miss Chen was deceived by her classmates into a pyramid scheme..."

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, then followed the topic of the broadcast and said, "How about the previous disappearance case?"

Xing Zhe: "I don't have a clue yet."

"No one was found, and no body was found."

Wen Qing blinked: "Is it still possible to live?"

Xing Ze shook his head: "It's very unlikely."

"The victims are all young women in their 20s and 30s. The most recent victim known to the police has been missing for a month, and the probability of survival is very low, not to mention the previous ones."

Wen Qing clenched her palm nervously: "This case sounds so difficult."

Or else he would just go through the main quest well.

Xing Ze snorted: "Without the body, we can't determine whether the victim is dead or alive, and we can only investigate according to the disappearance case."

Wen Qing asked curiously, "Can't you find anything under surveillance?"

"The place where the victim disappeared is either without surveillance or there is no problem with surveillance." Xing Ze looked at the vehicle ahead blankly, and said to Wen Qing, "The murderer is very smart."

Wen Qing tilted her head to look at him: "how do you know there is a murderer?"

Xing Ze said lightly: "The victims' occupations are host, reporter, lawyer, salesperson, etc."

Wen Qing's face was blank: "What's wrong with these professions?"

Xing Zai said slowly: "These occupations are the favorite occupations of psychopathic criminals."

"Similarly, they also like to attack these people."

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, was the murderer this time a pervert again?

Fortunately, this time he was just an ordinary student.

Seeing that Wen Qing was a little scared, Xing Ze frowned slightly, realizing that he had said the wrong thing.

There are young women going missing and young women being serially murdered, and there is a big difference between the two for ordinary people.

Xing Ze pursed his lips and said to Wen Qing, "These are just the police's current speculation, you can just listen to it."

"Maybe in the end, as the broadcast said, it was a pyramid scheme or a trafficking organization."

Wen Qing said quickly, "I, I also think there is a murderer."

Xing Zhe looked at him for a while: "Why?"

Wen Qing said dryly, "Isn't that how you act in TV dramas?"

"Just, about the disappearance case, the murder case or something."

Xing Ze hummed and hesitated: "Actually, the first missing person we received the report lived in the community you selected, but it's not in the same building as you."

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and she asked in a low voice, "Have you ever suspected that you are residents of the same community?"

"I suspected it, but the victim has almost no contact with the residents of the community. She is a reporter. She spends most of the day on the TV station and rarely goes out when she gets home. The residents of the community have no motive for committing the crime, and the other victims live in Wenzhou. Different parts of the city…”

Wen Qing snorted and silently absorbed the information.

Suddenly, Xing Ze's casual words sounded in his ears: "You seem to be very interested in this case?"

Wen Qing tilted her head subconsciously, seeing the doubts flashing in Xing Ze's eyes.

His eyelids jumped, why are these people so keen?

Wen Qing hurriedly asked in her heart: [System system, did someone set me up in this world? 】

001 said simply and rudely: [Identity card. 】

Wen Qing asked: [Is there nothing else? 】

There is no important information on the ID card at all!

He was a little flustered, the police friend looked like he knew him well.

001: [Hmm. 】

Wen Qing lowered his eyes: [Then, what will happen if he finds out that something is wrong with me? 】

001 spit out a few words indifferently: [This is an ordinary world. 】

Wen Qing is now very accustomed to 001's character of explaining half a sentence.

This is an ordinary world. If friends find something wrong in the ordinary world, they may suspect mental problems... Maybe they will be arrested and sent to the research institute?

Thinking about it, Wen Qing panicked even more.

Why does the human-level copy have this extra task? !

His eyelashes trembled, and he slowly raised his eyes, just in time to meet Xing Ze's eyes.

Perhaps because of his identity as a police officer, under the gaze of the other party, Wen Qing had an inexplicable feeling that everything was seen through.

He wanted to cry but had no tears, wouldn't it be found that something was wrong on the first day?

The more panic Wen Qing became, the less she could think of a reason to explain why she was interested in the case.

Xing Ze saw Wen Qing's panic at a glance, he retracted his gaze and asked helplessly, "Are you afraid?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, and hummed in a low voice following his words.

Xing Ze looked at the road ahead, with a smile in his tone: "You are such an adult, why are you so brave."

Wen Qing was silent, listening to what this meant, he had always been very timid.

Just...just like myself.

Wen Qing calmed down a little.

Xing Ze turned the steering wheel, drove into the high speed, and said to Wen Qing, "I didn't want you to go to my place at first. Why did you start to be afraid before living here now?"

Wen Qing tugged at the corner of his clothes, thinking to himself, it wasn't that he didn't want to, it was the system that made him unwilling.

Xing Ze glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, my uncle shares the same community with you."

"Just live downstairs."

Wen Qing was stunned.

"It's a coincidence, I only found out this morning," Xing Ze paused, swiped his phone with his right hand, and said to Wen Qing, "You can add a WeChat first, sometimes I may not be able to rush over, you can contact him ."

Wen Qing responded, and in the next second, something shook in his trouser pocket, and a WeChat message sounded.

Wen Qing felt that he hadn't heard this voice for a long time, he was stunned, he slowly touched his pocket, and took out a brand new mobile phone.

He poked the screen, clicked on WeChat, and saw a new message.

Remarks are sentencing.

Wen Qing remembered later that he didn't know the name of the policeman's friend, but it turned out to be Xing Ze.

After adding Uncle Xing Ze's WeChat account, Wen Qing started playing with her mobile phone.

In real life, he doesn't rely much on his mobile phone. The mobile phone is just a communication tool for him, but now that he finally has a normal copy, he can't help but click on Weibo and news.

This world is similar to the real world, except for this Wen City, other places are what Wen Qing remembered.

Wen Qing tried to search Wenxin Welfare Institute, but there were no search results.

He exhaled and closed his eyes.

If a welfare home really exists, he may not be able to help but want to contact and take a look.

Fortunately not.

*****

An hour later, we arrived at Nancheng District.

Outside vehicles are not allowed to enter the community, only vehicles registered by the head of the household can enter, and Xing Ze can only park outside the community.

Wen Qing stood at the gate of the community and looked up.

The security facilities in the community are well done. Security guards and cameras can be seen everywhere. To enter, you need to swipe your face for authentication, and outsiders need to register.

After registration, Xing Ze first took Wen Qing to the property certification registration face-swiping machine, and then took Wen Qing to the place where he lived.

The community should be a few years old. There are two elevators and two households, and the doors of the two households face each other.

As soon as Wen Qing got out of the elevator, she saw that one of the doors was still covered with plastic film, and no one seemed to live there, while the other door was fully equipped with electronic cat eyes and electronic locks.

Xing Ze said, "I got these from the bureau. If you enter the wrong password three times, it will automatically contact me. I'll get the monitoring software for you later."

Wen Qing looked at Xing Ze blankly, and suddenly felt that his image was very tall.

Xing Ze pushed open the door, walked into the entrance, turned his head and looked, Wen Qing was still standing outside the door: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing said in a trance: "Uncle Police really feels safe."

Xing Ze let out a low laugh.

Wen Qing walked into the entrance and asked curiously, "Is your uncle also a policeman?"

It would be safer if there was also a policeman downstairs.

Xing Ze shook his head: "No, he is a doctor."

Wen nodded lightly and said casually, "The doctor should be busy."

"He's a psychiatrist and has his own private clinic," Xing Ze paused and continued, "He is more family-friendly and not very busy. He needs to make an appointment long in advance to find his patients. He should be at home most of the time. You can find him directly if you have any trouble."

Wen Qing responded and glanced at WeChat.

Xing Ze's uncle has not applied through his friend.

Xing Ze glanced at his watch: "It's four o'clock, you pack your luggage first, and it's time to eat when you're done, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, his cell phone rang.

"I'll go take a call."

Wen Qing nodded and walked around the house first. The house was similar in size to his house on earth, but bigger, with three bedrooms, one living room and one kitchen.

Wen Qing chose a room near the door and started packing her luggage.

The suitcases were filled with common daily necessities, which were quickly organized.

He walked out of the bedroom, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a person standing at the entrance.

Wen Qing's footsteps stopped suddenly and turned to look at the stranger at the door.

It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, handsome in appearance, still wearing a blue and white school uniform, looking at himself in surprise.

Wen Qing was more surprised than he was: "how, how did you get in?"

The teenager smiled at him, with two small pear eddies on the corners of his mouth, and shouted, "Hello, brother."

The other party was so polite, Wen Qing was stunned: "You, hello."

The teenager explained: "I knocked on the door just now, and the door opened without closing."

"My brother is that friend of my cousin, right?"

cousin?

Wen Qing looked at him blankly: "May I ask who you are..."

The teenager smiled and introduced himself: "My name is Ji Sheng, I'm Xing Ze's cousin, and I live downstairs from my brother."

Wen Qing responded in a daze, then turned to look at the balcony: "Xing Ze is on the phone with someone else."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Ze walked out from the balcony.

Seeing Ji Sheng at the door, he paused slightly: "Why are you here?"

Xing Ze stood beside Wen Qing and said, "This is my cousin..."

Wen said softly, "I already know, I live downstairs."

Ji Sheng curled his lips and smiled: "Cousin, my dad said that you can't get through on the phone, let me come up and see if you are here."

"It was said that he got off work early, he would cook by himself, and it would be fine to eat at home."

Xing Ze turned his head to Wen Qing: "I just wanted to tell you that I would have dinner with Uncle and the others at night, and by the way, I would introduce you to Uncle and the others."

Wen Qing inexplicably had the illusion of seeing her parents.

He had only known Xing Ze for two hours, and he was a little timid in the face of Xing Ze, let alone going to dinner with Xing Ze's uncle's family.

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, then politely said to Xing Ze, "Isn't it too troublesome?"

Xing Ze hadn't spoken yet, Ji Sheng rolled his eyes and said, "No trouble, brother."

"My little dad likes to cook by himself, and he likes to invite people over to eat at home."

Wen Qing answered dryly and looked up at Xing Ze.

Xing Ze saw that he didn't want to go, and reminded in a low voice, "You have to live here for two months."

"A distant relative is worse than a near neighbor."

Wen Qing snorted and understood.

Sooner or later, he would have to say hello to Xing Ze's uncle's family. It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and it's better to say hello today.

"All right."

Wen Qing took a step towards the door, paused, glanced around the empty living room, and whispered to Xing Ze, "I'll go downstairs to buy some fruit."

It is not good to visit elders empty-handed.

Ji Sheng said immediately, "Brother doesn't need to buy it."

"Big dad and little dad don't pay attention to these things."

Wen Qing was wondering what big dad and little dad were when she heard Xing Ze say, "You don't need to buy it, I brought red wine."

After finishing speaking, Xing Ze pointed to the beautifully packaged red wine on the dining table.

He went over to pick up the red wine and said to Wen Qing, "Let's go."

Wen Qing lived in 1201, and Xing Ze's uncle's family lived in 1101. The two houses were identical in size, but the decorations were very different.

The cool tones of black, white and gray have no extra furnishings except for the necessary furniture. The interior of the house is clean and spotless, like a model house, without human taste.

After Wen Qing changed her shoes, she cautiously walked into the living room.

Just sitting on the sofa, a man came out of the kitchen. His eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, and his facial features were somewhat similar to Ji Sheng. At first glance, they were father and son.

Wen Qing stood up immediately and shouted to the man, "Uncle Xing... er... Ji..."

His voice suddenly stopped, suddenly not knowing what to shout.

Xing Xing's uncle should have the same surname as Xing Xing, Xing Xing.

But Ji Sheng's surname is Ji...

Does Ji Sheng have her mother's surname? Or Xingzao's uncle and mother's surname? So no surname punishment?

Wen Qing tilted her head and looked at Xing Ze for help.

Xing Ze touched his head and shouted to the man, "Uncle Xia."

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Wen Qing was dumbfounded.