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Chapter 415 The Upright Gentleman Gu Bengbeng

"Wang Xin?" Is that the one who died last night? The fortune teller immediately turned to look outside the door, but saw nothing.

She turned around with some concern and saw that the little rabbit in front of her looked anxious. She quickly got up, pushed open the door, and looked in one direction: "That's right, it's her!"

But Wang Xin was nowhere to be seen on the street; only a few customers in the shop gave them strange looks.

Chu Changge and the fat man, who were in the far corner, had already noticed them. At this moment, Chu Changge was squinting at them.

The fat man's hearing wasn't very good, and the three of them were speaking very softly, so he only heard the last sentence that Little Rabbit Maru said.

He looked at Chu Changge across from him with some curiosity: "Who is Wang Xin?"

“Wang Xin is the one who died last night. I went to see her today, and her body has disappeared,” Chu Changge said softly to the fat man opposite her.

The fat man touched his slightly hairy arm: "So what they saw just now was a corpse that could walk on its own?"

Chu Changge picked up the second cup that Gu Mian had poured for him: "It might have been made by a ghost."

But what is the point of a ghost controlling the corpse of the dead and taking a trip here?
Thinking of this, Chu Changge turned his gaze to Gu Mian's business card on the table.

The fortune teller did not know what the deceased Wang Xin looked like; he could only judge the current situation by the expressions of the two people beside him.

Little Rabbit was staring blankly in one direction; it seemed she hadn't seen what she was looking for.

On the other side, Xiao Qiao also managed to maintain her persona, remaining largely unaffected as she appeared on television.

Just as the fortune teller was staring at Xiao Qiao, he suddenly saw her raise her hand and point to a table in the shop: "There are two players sitting over there, why don't we go and talk to them?"

There are actually two other players in this store?
The fortune teller frowned and looked in the direction Xiao Qiao was pointing. She saw that the table was in a very secluded spot because Gu Mian had pressed her against the door when she came in, so she hadn't noticed the two men sitting there.

One of the two men was a fat man who looked to weigh about 200 pounds. He was facing them and giving them a somewhat silly smile.

Opposite the fat man was a man with his back to them. The sofa blocked most of his view, and the fortune teller could only see a small part of his face turned to the side, which looked somewhat pale.

"They've been here all along. Didn't they realize we three are players too?" The fortune teller muttered to himself, looking at the two in the corner.

“They must have found out. We’ve known each other for a long time.” Xiao Qiao raised her head slightly.

Upon hearing this, the fortune teller's expression turned somewhat strange. So, the two people over there knew they were players? Then why didn't they show any intention of acknowledging them?
She walked over while thinking about it.

But then, the slightly pale man suddenly stood up. She noticed that he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and had a scholarly air about him.
He adjusted his glasses, glanced in this direction, and then walked backstage.

"Brother Chu... Brother Chu, where are you going?" The fat man looked at Chu Changge, who suddenly stood up, with some surprise.

As Chu Changge passed by him, she lowered her head slightly and said, "Go find Gu Mian and tell him to run away quickly."

What? The fat girl felt a little dizzy. She looked at the three girls not far away and started to have wild thoughts. Could it be that something had mixed in with these three girls?
Seeing Chu Changge's actions, the fortune teller paused slightly, then looked at Xiao Qiao with some embarrassment: "This person seems difficult to get along with..."

Xiao Qiao tilted her head slightly: "No."

At this moment, Chu Changge had already arrived backstage.

Backstage not only had a changing room, but also a kitchen, where Liu Ruyan was busy in front of the beverage machines.

When Chu Changge arrived in the kitchen, he saw Gu Mian leaning against the refrigerator, drinking a cup of papaya juice. The light blue straw was bent into a cute heart shape in the middle.

"Why are you here? Want some papaya juice?" Gu Mian saw Chu Changge enter the backstage area.

Chu Changge glanced at the orange drink in Gu Mian's hand: "No, you'd better run quickly, the police might come to arrest you."

Gu Mian coughed a few times: "Are the police coming to arrest me?"

This was the first time he had ever experienced something so refreshing and unique in a horror-themed dungeon. There are probably very few players in the world who have ever been wanted by the police in a horror-themed dungeon.

"What happened?" Gu Mian put down the papaya juice she had only taken a few sips of, and the straw in the cup shook a few times before stopping.

"I found your business card in Wang Xin's room when she died." Chu Changge glanced at the drink next to him.

"In fact, Xiao Qiao found your business card last night when she was hiding the body. It was clutched tightly in Wang Xin's hand, as if it had been deliberately placed there. But considering your special status, Xiao Qiao hid the business card without telling the other player."

Upon hearing this, Gu Mian stroked his chin. It seemed that Xiao Qiao had not only hidden a corpse last night, but also snatched his business card from someone else's hand. How ruthless!

"But when the guests came today, they said that you never leave your contact information easily. However, putting aside the fact that two of your business cards were found in the room of the deceased Wang Xin, what would you think if you found a corpse with someone's business card clutched tightly in its hand?"

Gu Mian lowered her head slightly: "Take him to the station for questioning first."

Wang Xin was holding one in her hand, and there was another one in her clothes pocket. If the one she was holding was discovered and taken away, the one in her clothes pocket could still be an important clue.

Gu Mian knew, of course, that he hadn't killed Wang Xin. He slightly raised his chin: "Who would want to send me to the police station first?"

"Judging from your previous actions, sending you to the police station will indeed save a lot of trouble. At the very least, you can't bring the chainsaw in." Chu Changge pushed up his glasses.

Gu Mian couldn't help but laugh. Ghosts these days are really cunning; it seems they really don't want to die.

"I bet after it killed the person, it slipped out a business card and even tried to call the police, but it probably didn't expect that one of the business cards would be taken by Xiao Qiao, and the other one, which it had hidden so well, would be found by you."

Chu Changge ignored the word "薅" (hag), and lowered his eyes: "Wang Xin just walked past the shop." "Walked past, the corpse?" Gu Mian stopped moving.

“Most likely,” Chu Changge nodded. “I told you that her body was gone when I went there. I guess her body will soon be found on the street… You know, the nature of a death case is much more serious than a missing person case, and there should be more evidence against you on her body. Xiao Qiao and her roommate will also be suspects.”

Gu Mian never expected that the horror instance would one day turn into a law-based instance. He unbuttoned his coat and said, "Then I'll run first. Where should we meet up?"

At this point, Gu Mian suddenly took out the Human Realm Disc from her pocket and handed it to Chu Changge: "Just to be safe, you take this. If I get caught, they will definitely take everything from me. When you leave the instance, just leave it here."

Chu Changge reached out and took the CD, then pulled out a bunch of keys with the address already affixed to them: "My home is in a very remote area, surrounded by old houses with few people around. Besides, I have no connection with Wang Xin. You can take Xiao Qiao and the others there to avoid them for a while."

The instance lasts for 48 hours; as long as you don't get caught within that time, you're fine.

Gu Mian took off her coat and took the keys: "You didn't leave any fingerprints when you went to Wang Xin's house?"

“Collecting fingerprints takes time, and when I went to Wang Xin’s house…” Chu Changge paused here, “I wore gloves.”

Why did you even bring gloves?

Gu Mian didn't press the matter further. He quickly went to the next changing room, put on his white coat, grabbed his guitar bag, and made a hasty escape.

As he passed Xiao Qiao, he grabbed her and forcibly dragged her away, leaving behind a room full of customers with rather strange expressions.

The fat man lifted his buttocks as if he wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Chu Changge, who was carrying a plate.

"Why are you serving dishes now, Brother Chu?" the fat man asked, somewhat puzzled. "Where did the doctor go?"

"This is none of your business," Chu Changge said, no longer looking at the fat man, but turning her gaze to the little rabbit across from her. "You'd better leave here with them too."

Little Rabbit Maru was a little confused, but she still immediately got up and chased after him.

At this moment, only the somewhat restless fortune teller remained across the table. She instinctively felt a sense of fear towards the person in front of her, who was nicknamed "Chu Meiren".

She shifted her body and began, "What are they doing...?"

Chu Changge pressed the tray in front of him: "The police might arrest the three of them."

How can it be!

The fortune teller frowned, his expression odd as he tried to explain: "Well... to be honest, I've been to quite a few dungeons, but the idea of ​​players being chased by the police..."

This is truly something I've never heard of or seen before.

However, it's possible that this would happen to Gu Mian, and the fortune teller couldn't help but think of Teacher Sweet again.

Thinking of this, she suddenly asked the two people in front of her, "Do you know... that green-clad doctor? To be honest, I matched with him in a dungeon before, but the result was a bit disappointing..."

It's not just unsatisfactory, it's downright murderous.

The fortune teller had tried his best to phrase things tactfully.

Chu Changge looked at the person in front of her and paused for a moment: "I know him."

The fat man added from the side, "They've known each other since they were little. They knew each other when Brother Chu was still wearing skirts!"

Wearing a skirt? The fortune teller's face twisted again. What kind of strange fetish was this?

Chu Changge's expression remained unchanged as he reached out and pressed the tray in front of him again: "These are the drinks you ordered."

The fortune teller stared at the three glasses of papaya juice in front of him, lost in thought: "I remember I ordered a cappuccino..."

"Oh."

"..."

The fat man reached out and took a cup of papaya juice with a blue straw, drinking it with relish.

The fortune teller sniffed and reached for a glass of papaya juice with a pink straw, but just then, she saw a pale hand suddenly emerge from under the table. It wasn't the hand of the three of them!

It's a ghost!

The fortune teller hurriedly stood up, wanting to run away, when she suddenly saw the expressionless man opposite her holding down her hand and pressing it back under the table.

At this moment, Gu Mian had already brought Xiao Qiao into Chu Changge's house.

This is indeed a remote place. Almost all the residents in the surrounding area have moved away, and the long-neglected stairwells are covered with small advertisements.

Chu Changge's house was fairly clean.

Just as Gu Mian was looking at the furnishings in the living room, Xiao Qiao suddenly rushed out of the bedroom next door with a box in her hand.

“Look,” she said, holding the box up to her face and waving it, “three of the condoms have been opened.”

Gu Mian pinched her brow. "Don't wave that thing near your face!"

(End of this chapter)