Without a safe house, I'm a fierce one in the game

Chapter 261 Miss Mei

after that.

You went to find the old man and explained the situation.

After going through the trial of the second instance and enforcement, finally, after three months, all the arrears were finally implemented, but the account at the beginning showed that it had been cancelled.

When you go to the old man again and ask her for a bank account.

Only to find that there was no one in the place where she lived.

Only in the house, there are still black and white photos of her hanging.

She has no children, and after the death of her husband, she is already a widowed old man. She passed away just a month ago, and all the funerals were assisted by the local neighborhood committee.

You look at the portrait of her and her wife posing together.

I don't know why my heart hurts.

She wants the money back.

It may not just be because of the difficulties in life.

It was my wife who didn't wait for the money he lent back until he was dying, and passed away with regret.

She came to the assistance center because she wanted to fulfill her husband's last wish.

pity……

After all, she still couldn't get the money while she was alive.

……

This incident has always been a regret in your heart.

If I had been more attentive at the beginning, would the result have been different?
At least that old man could live a better life, and he wouldn't die with regrets.

but……

do you know?

In fact, before the old man died, he left you a letter from the neighborhood committee. She said that you are a good person in charge, and she is very grateful that you can run around for her affairs.

Ms. Du Meitong.

I sincerely invite you to visit my villa.

Just stay here one night, and I'll return that letter to you.

Waiting for your arrival.

Inviter: The person who knows you best]

After reading the invitation letter, Zhang Xingchen did not express any objection.

Not to mention the contradictory setting that in Xiao Xiang's invitation letter, she was still a female owner of a fried chicken shop, but in this invitation letter she became a law student.

He has roughly guessed the setting of this world.

"Tsk, law students later went to open a fried chicken restaurant..."

Zhang Xingchen complained softly: "Is this implying that I have no future in studying the Fa?"

same.

Put away this invitation letter.

Zhang Xingchen walked out of the door, ready to go to the room where he saw the corpse before.

But just after he went out.

Suddenly, he saw that the door of a room in the corridor outside was open!
And that old woman in a wheelchair was at the door, silently watching Zhang Xingchen who came out of Du Meitong's room!

"Miss May?"

Zhang Xingchen called out her name, and then asked very naturally: "Why, you are too old to go back to the house to rest, and you still have a childlike innocence blocking the door to pretend to be a door god?"

Miss Mei shook her head, did not speak, but continued to stare at Zhang Xingchen.

"What, is it weird?"

Zhang Xingchen glanced back at the room behind him, then smiled and walked towards Ms. Mei: "In the barren mountains, young men and women, everyone is lonely and boring, isn't it normal to talk to each other? Do you seem to be looking at me with the eyes of a murderer?"

This sentence is finished.

Miss Mei finally spoke slowly.

"You are not a murderer, but you have a more powerful spirit than a murderer."

She opened her somewhat shriveled lips, looked at Zhang Xingchen calmly, and said slowly: "If you don't dislike it, would you like to come to my room and have a talk with me?"

"Oh?"

Zhang Xingchen was a little surprised: "The old woman and I have nothing to talk about."

But say so.

In fact, Zhang Xingchen walked up to Miss Mei very simply, grabbed the wheelchair she was sitting in and pushed in, and then closed the door behind his back.

Miss Mei did not show any objection to Zhang Xingchen's actions.

He just said in a strange tone: "You know, you actually look like the protagonist in a novel I once wrote."

"Oh, I remember, you were a novelist."

Zhang Xingchen looked down at Ms. Mei who was sitting in a wheelchair in front of her from behind, with an indescribable light in her eyes: "The one who rides the shared zombie is still your fan...but I haven't read your books much, can you and me?" Let me tell you, do I look like the protagonist of your book?"

"It's from a book I wrote when I was young..."

Miss Mei turned her head and glanced at Zhang Xingchen. On that pair of old faces, the eyes were so clear and bright: "As for the title of the book...it's called "You Are Imprisoned."

You in captivity?
Zhang Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly.

The novel written by Miss Mei has exactly the same name as this copy.

It seems that she should have the key clue of this hell mode dungeon.

thought here.

Zhang Xingchen suddenly remembered another thing.

He remembered that when the eight of them got together, the person named Wang Lin almost said the name of the book that Miss Mei wrote when she was young.

If that book is You Imprisoned.

So when Xu Bao was suddenly interrupted at that time, was it a coincidence arranged by the system, or was it that Xu Bao didn't want players to know this clue?

"You who are imprisoned..."

After thinking about it, Zhang Xingchen straightened Ms. Mei's wheelchair, and then sat in front of her and asked, "What's the content of that book? Could it be that eight people were trapped in the villa, and then murders occurred one after another in the villa?" A Blizzard Villa-style mystery novel that fits well with the current scene, right?"

"The very beginning of the story is indeed like this."

Miss Mei shook her head, and then said: "When we talk about that book, we have to start talking about it a long time ago... If you want to listen, I can tell you."

This is the plot of sending information clearly.

Zhang Xingchen stretched out his hand: "Speak."

"That's what happened when I was in elementary school..."

Ms. Mei's eyes lost focus, and she gradually fell into memories: "My family is very rich, so since I was a child, everyone has greeted me with a smile, and almost everyone around me is flattering me...their hypocrisy , even when I was young, I could feel the hypocrisy hidden under their smiles... In order to see their true faces more clearly, I started to find a few books on psychology and sociology... "

"Of course, you can't expect a ten-year-old to understand this."

Ms. Mei paused, and then said: "But it is also because of the books on psychology and sociology that my interest in mystery novels has been ignited, the incredible criminal methods and incredible twists and turns that are cleverly conceived by the author. I was hooked on the plot, and the satisfaction you get when the truth comes out."

"During that time, I have been collecting on the Internet, or going to the library to search for all kinds of mystery novels of different ages, immersed in one incredible case after another."

(End of this chapter)