Fire Game

Get out?

After listening to the explanation given by Ye Xin, Shen Lu, who was confused, was still a little hard to understand.

"She told you to get out. Does this have anything to do with whether she killed Zhen Zhibing?"

"Yes! What's the connection?"

It was also difficult for Zhou Like to understand.

"Since she asked Ye Xin to get out, it proves that at least that woman doesn't have much malice towards Ye Xin."

Gao Fuwen looked at Ye Xin with a strange look.

His speech can be said to wake up the dreamer.

Yes.

If it was really a ghost, would he be so polite to you? Still let you go?

I'm just afraid that you will be slaughtered if you meet each other?

Roy fell silent, pursed his lips, and looked at the young man who came in from the door and put the kettle on the table.

The other person's will, insight, and critical thinking are simply outrageous.

Not just unpredictable.

Now, for this young man, she even began to feel an unfathomable feeling uncontrollably.

"Just one sentence is not enough to prove that she has no ill will towards us, nor does it prove that she did not kill Zhen Zhibing. She is a ghost, not a human being, and her temperament is unpredictable. She did not attack Ye Xin at that time, perhaps because of other What reason, like the environment, like there are other people present."

Shen Zhenggang didn't follow blindly and looked at the Roy.

"Didn't you say that Kou Chen was there at the time? Perhaps it was because of him that Ye Xin escaped."

Ye Xin did not refute this.

Shen Zhenggang's analysis is not unreasonable, after all, as soon as Kou Chen appeared, the woman disappeared.

Besides, a wise man will make mistakes, no matter how smart he is, he will inevitably make mistakes. In this game where life is at stake, everyone can think independently and brainstorm ideas. This is definitely a good thing. .

Ye Xin poured herself a glass of water and took a sip.

Everyone looked at him.

The weight change in this kind of team can be seen by the human eye.

Although Ye Xin didn't say more than ten sentences since he entered the game, at this moment, he has become the person who gets the most attention.

"I think you'd better have a chat with that Ying'er girl."

Ye Xin spoke softly.

"I'll go."

Shen Lu suggested herself, but as soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone say, "You still have to take care of Gerou, I'll go."

It's Roy.

The cold policewoman Hua immediately went out, perhaps to prove herself, or perhaps because she refused to admit defeat, unaware that she subconsciously obeyed Ye Xin's arrangement.

Ye Xin watched her go out.

"Ye Xin, tell me the specific details of the female ghost you saw at that time?"

Zhou Like jumped over with his eyes flooded.

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Ying'er's address is easy to find. It's right next to the village chief's house, the tallest building in the village.

When the Roy people walked to the gate of the courtyard, they saw the only woman they saw in the village was feeding chickens in the courtyard.

Under the soft light, this is a quite peaceful and even beautiful picture.

According to the customs of this village, the main purpose of these chickens should not be for eating.

"Miss Ying'er."

Hearing the shout, Ying'er raised her head and looked at the Roy who walked into the yard. She subconsciously frowned, then she straightened up, put away the dustpan, and said in an undisguised cold tone: "Chicken blood will wait. I'll send it to you."

"I didn't come to get chicken blood."

As if unaware of the other party's unwelcomeness, the Roy walked to Ying'er while talking.

"Is there a problem?"

Ying'er stared at her, her brows still wrinkled.

Fortunately, it was the Roy who came. Otherwise, if he were a man, he might have been driven out long ago.

"I want to ask, who used to live in the locked house in the village?"

Roy didn't have any politeness either, and chose to get straight to the point.

Hearing this, Ying'er's eyes flickered for a while, and then she said without thinking, "What house? I don't know, sorry, I have something to do."

She clearly didn't want to talk much, so she turned around and was about to enter the room.

The Roy stood in place.

"My friend saw a woman in a wedding dress in that room just now."

Ying'er's figure suddenly stopped, as if she was fixed there.

Roy looked at her back.

"We have no ill intentions. Our friend died tragically last night, and we also want to find out the truth."

"Miss Ying'er, is this village really haunted?"

Ying'er stood for a long time, and then slowly turned around.

"Did you really see it?"

Facing those trembling eyes, Roy nodded silently.

Ying'er was silent for a while, and a complex expression flashed across her face.

"Come in and talk."

The two girls entered the house.

Ying'er poured a glass of water for Roy.

"Her name is Hu Die. Like you, she also came to travel in the mountains, but she accidentally came to our village..."

Roy kept calm, knowing that the opponent's psychological defense line was finally loosened, and now is the best time to explore clues.

"Did she come alone?"

Ying'er nodded.

"Well, she seems to have a disease called depression. She traveled in the mountains to treat her own condition."

"Then what?"

"Then we let her live in the village. After living here for a few days, she seemed to like it and didn't want to leave."

Depression, this kind of mental illness is very common nowadays~www.novelmt.com~ Roy people have also seen such patients.

Under normal circumstances, it is no different from normal people, but anxiety will be more serious than ordinary people, and occasionally there will be a tendency to commit suicide, like being alone, and escaping from reality.

"Are you familiar with her?"

Roy people try to keep their voices low, avoid irritating questions, and not arouse the vigilance of the other party.

Ying'er nodded, her eyes wandering, she seemed to be immersed in that memory.

"It should be considered familiar. I call her Sister Hu Die. She often tells me stories from outside."

"Has she never left?"

Roy asked politely.

Hearing this, Ying'er's scattered eyes condensed slightly, and her thoughts seemed to be withdrawing from the past.

Roy's heart sank and he felt a little regret.

Still too eager.

"No."

Ying'er shook her head, "We thought her condition had stabilized, but one morning, when I went to look for her, I found her and committed suicide."

What else was Roy going to ask, but the other party no longer gave her a chance.

"That's right, take the chicken blood back."

Ying'er walked to the kitchen, brought a bowl of fresh blood from it, and handed it to the Roy.

This is obviously an eviction order.

The Roy know that the best chance to find out has been missed, and they can only take over the bowl.

"Excuse me."

Ying'er didn't answer.

Roy turned around, and when he walked to the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Miss Ying'er, what's your relationship with the village chief?"

"He's my father."

The Roy nodded, turned around again, and walked out of the house with blood.

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