If the baby next door continues to cry, she will go crazy.
Is it because there is no milk for it? Is it because it refuses to change its diaper? The baby keeps crying, but the parents are not ashamed at all and are not worried about disturbing the neighbors?
She really wanted to cover the baby's face with a pillow. She tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, and her sleepiness had long been burned away by her anger - this game venue happened to be a shabby cheap apartment, and she couldn't even take a nap.
The neighbor's door on the other side opened, and a roar echoed through the corridor. "Block it with a pacifier, it's so noisy!"
That's right, Yan Huang thought. Her husband happened to pass by the bedroom door and walked to the other end. She quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
She couldn't sleep now, but the baby's crying had stopped.
According to the character description, her husband Hei Peng recently took a long leave from the hospital and stayed at home every day. It was just because he was tired and wanted to take a rest. When she saw this, she thought, since he has already entered social work, how can he still stay at home?
Is there such a willful person?
When she saw her goal, she understood it.
The goal of clearing the level is simple. She has to "successfully survive 30 days" - why is it possible that she will not survive 30 days? In most murder cases in the world, the first suspect is always the spouse of the deceased, right? Otherwise, this building
Who else has a reason to kill her? Moreover, his character handbook also said, "There have been a lot of problems between the husband and wife recently." It has been so unpleasant, so I can't hide at work.
It's so weird to be with her 24 hours a day.
The pressure on her life is probably not small. Her short-term goal is to "persuade others to believe in herself and help her spend 30 days safely." Thinking about it this way, the only suspect is her husband - the only candidate is him, Yan Huang
You need to convince others.
"Are you awake? Lunch is ready," Hei Peng poked his head in and said softly: "How is your appetite today?"
Yan Huang sneered in her heart. She turned around slowly and said, "...I don't want to eat it yet. You can put it in the microwave first. When I want to eat it, it will heat up."
He looked her up and down with his eyes, maybe suppressing his disappointment, and then smiled and said: "Well, don't wait too long, you have to take medicine after the meal. By the way, you are almost done with your medicine. I
Ask colleagues to bring some over in the afternoon."
She flushed the bottles of medicine bit by bit into the toilet and the food waste grinder at the dosage of 2 pills at a time, twice a day, but he didn't know.
Of course, this information is also written in the character manual.
Her husband's goal must be to kill her, and she has almost no doubt about it. The question is how and when he plans to do it. There are many eyes and ears in this building, and most of them are idle people who don't have to go to work and have a busy schedule.
If he rashly starts the process at home, it will be difficult to find a suitable time to dispose of the body afterwards.
Yanhuang sat motionless on the bed for half an hour when he heard someone knocking on the door. Hei Peng went to open the door and heard the conversation, which seemed to be the fake psychic talking upstairs.
"Please invite some of our neighbors to sit down for a while?" In the busy conversation, Hei Peng's question was clearly heard by her. "Well... you may not know about Xiao Huang's situation..."
here we go again.
In her character introduction, it is written very clearly: Recently, she has noticed that her husband is spreading lies about her among the neighbors, saying that she is not mentally well and needs to rest quietly... Of course, none of this is true.
. In fact, after all is said and done, it can be summed up in one sentence: "Don't believe what she says."
If he deliberately left her alone and helpless, what other good intentions could he have?
"Maybe proper social interaction will help..." The psychic didn't give up yet.
Yanhuang was suddenly inspired and had an idea. She had to prove that she had no mental problems before she could continue to prove that her husband had evil intentions towards her and gain the trust and help of others. With the pressure of outside supervision, she could survive for 30 days.
This goal will be much easier - now there is an opportunity to let others understand the situation, which is naturally perfect.
She opened the door and hurried into the living room, surprising the psychic - "Elizabeth, what do you want us to do?"
"Just sit down, drink tea, and chat." Elizabeth said to her, "There are other people coming at 3:30 this afternoon."
As expected of Elizabeth, she specially picked a time that was out of place and didn't have to serve meals. "Who is going?"
"Those two college students, Teacher Guan, Aibi..." the medium counted and said, "Miss Chen and Grandma Pink are also here. I never saw the barbecue, and no one answered the door when I knocked."
Maybe he was drunk to death again. Yan Huang pretended to think for a moment and said to her husband: "Then I'll go too. I don't want to be bored at home all the time."
Hei Peng looked at her and hesitated to speak. If she hadn't read the character manual and knew his secret plan, she might have been deceived by this face of sincere concern; if she didn't act, everyone would be
Believed his lies.
"What time is it now?" Yan Huang looked at his watch, "Hey, there's still more than an hour left. Otherwise, I'll go up with you now. I've always been interested in that crystal ball and want to take a look.
Palmistry..." She turned to her husband and said, "Let's meet at her house at half past three."
As long as she could get away from her husband temporarily, it would be a trivial matter to spread the word. However, Hei Peng immediately shook his head and said, "Don't go out alone, you should wait for me to come with you."
Yanhuang felt her face jump a few times - Hei Peng guarded her like a thief and never took his eyes off her. She felt that if she stayed in bed for an hour, he could walk back and forth from the door ten times.
"I'm just going upstairs, why don't you worry?" She said coldly, "Either you go with me now, don't make me wait for you."
Hei Peng smiled apologetically at the psychic, looking helpless. Yan Huang regretted a little, giving him a chance to show off for nothing, which made him seem to be being unreasonable; but at least he couldn't continue to follow Hei Peng.
Peng nodded and said: "Then...Elizabeth, Xiao Huang, please call me if you need anything."
After she followed Elizabeth out of the door, she turned back to listen and pressed her ears against the door panel for several seconds, feeling that Hei Peng was not in the living room. When she turned her head, she found the psychic looking at her in surprise.
She weighed it in her mind. Elizabeth was in her thirties and always kept to herself. She seemed to have no relatives or friends in the world. If she went missing, no one would find her.
"Have you had lunch?" Yan Huang asked deliberately. "I remembered that my family has a lot of food. Do you want some?"
Elizabeth, the character, would never shake her head at a free lunch: "Thank you so much. It's already this late and I haven't had breakfast yet."
"Well, please wait for me." Yan Huang slowly and silently opened the door a crack and looked around. Hei Peng was not in the living room and didn't know what he was doing in the room; she immediately slipped in quickly
In the kitchen, he gently poured all the lunch into a box and quickly slipped out.
As soon as the door of the house closed behind her, she immediately stuffed the box into Elizabeth's arms.
"Have you eaten?" the other party asked.
"After eating," Yanhuang said. She didn't feel hungry. She hadn't felt hungry for a while. "If you want, you can come to our house every day to get lunch and dinner."
Elizabeth's face was shining, as if she was afraid that she would regret it, so she agreed. "No problem, that's great, won't you include breakfast?"
That's really rude. However, Yan Huang had known that she would agree - this woman had no psychic ability, her strongest ability was probably just to make money; she happened to only need Elizabeth to do one thing, which was to get her black friend
Eat the food you cook for yourself every day.
Elizabeth held the lunch box like a treasure and was about to go upstairs when she suddenly glanced at Hu's Barbeque House.
"Don't look, that person is probably drunk," Yan Huang said, "and he won't go to drink tea."
It is written in the character introduction of Barbeque Hu that he is a heavy drinker and is often drunk before noon. He also has a bad temper after drinking and has quarreled with other neighbors several times because of the baby's crying.
Elizabeth said "hmm", not sure whether she heard it or not. "Let's go," she straightened her expression and looked a bit like a serious person.
When they walked up to the second floor, Pink in Apartment No. 6 was sitting outside playing a war game. Elizabeth said hello to him and kept talking while leading Yanhuang to Apartment No. 7.
Introducing her various psychic abilities and the inconveniences these abilities bring to her... Yanhuang rolled her eyes inwardly. The purpose was too obvious. Who would really believe that she was a psychic?
Arriving at the door of Apartment No. 7, Elizabeth put her lunch box under her arm and searched for her keys in her other hand. Yanhuang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window next to the door - every house has a similar structure, and the curtains in every house are the same.
It was closed, and Elizabeth was no exception - she glanced at it boredly for a few times, then suddenly her eyes jumped and she paused under the curtain.
...isn't this right?
At this moment, the door lock finally opened with a "click". Elizabeth invited her into the house and said: "Not only these, I have also faced ghosts..."
Yanhuang turned a deaf ear to her nagging. As soon as he entered the door, he immediately turned his head and stared at the French window next to the door.
Should I tell Elizabeth?
If she told her, would she confirm the rumors that she was mentally unstable?
"What's wrong?" asked the psychic.
Yan Huang opened his eyes wide, stared at her for a few seconds, and then scanned the room. Elizabeth didn't seem to notice anything was wrong at all.
"Do you live alone?" she asked for confirmation.
"yes."
"Then you...didn't you see it?" Yan Huang pointed at the curtain and stammered: "Just now...when you opened the door just now, there was a pair of bare feet standing under the curtain."