Chapter 1402

The baby next door will go crazy if she continues to cry.

Is there no milk for it? Won't you change his diaper? The baby has been crying, and the parents are not ashamed at all, and do not worry about disturbing the neighbors?

I really want to cover the baby's face with a pillow. She tossed and turned in bed for a long time, and her sleep had been burned clean by anger - the game venue was a shabby cheap apartment, and she couldn't even sleep well at noon.

The door of the neighbor on the other side opened, and a roar rang through the corridor. "Stop it with a pacifier, it's noisy!"

Yes, Yan Huang thought. Her husband just passed by the bedroom door and walked to the other end. She hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

She couldn't sleep now, but the baby's crying stopped.

According to the role description, her husband heipeng recently asked for a long vacation from the hospital and stayed at home every day. Unexpectedly, it was just because he was tired and wanted to have a rest. When she saw here, she still thought, how can there be such a willful person after all entering social work?

When she saw her goal, she understood it.

The goal of customs clearance is simple. She has to "live successfully for 30 days" - why is it possible that she can't live for 30 days? In most murders in the world, is the first suspect always the spouse of the deceased? Otherwise, who else in this building has a reason to kill her? And his role manual also said, "there have been many problems between the husband and wife recently". It's so unpleasant that he doesn't hide from work and has to stay with her for 24 hours. It's too strange.

I'm afraid she's under a lot of pressure. Her short-term goal is to "convince others to believe in herself and help herself spend 30 days safely". In this way, there is no doubt that the suspect is only her husband - the only candidate is him, and Yan Huang needs to convince others.

"Did you wake up? Lunch is ready," heipeng put his head in and whispered, "how's your appetite today?"

Yan Huang sneered in her heart. She turned slowly and said: "... I don't want to eat yet. Put it in the microwave first. When I want to eat it, I'll be hot."

He looked at her up and down with his eyes. Maybe he was forced to go back and was disappointed. Then he smiled and said, "well, don't wait too long. You have to take medicine after dinner. By the way, your medicine is almost finished. I'll ask my colleagues to send some in the afternoon."

She poured the bottles of medicine into the toilet and kitchen waste crusher bit by bit according to the amount of two pills at a time, twice a day, but he didn't know.

Of course, this information is also written in the role manual.

The goal of the role of husband must be to kill herself, and she has little doubt about it. The question is how and when he plans to do it. There are many people in this building. Most of them are idle people who don't have to go to work, and their work and rest are very messy; If he starts at home rashly, it is difficult to find a suitable time to deal with the body afterwards.

Yan Huang sat motionless on the bed for half an hour and heard the door knocked. Heipeng opened the door and listened to the conversation, which seemed to be the talking pseudopsychic upstairs.

"Please take a seat with our neighbors?" In the complicated dialogue, heipeng's interrogative voice made her hear it clearly. "Well... You may not know about Xiao Huang yet..."

Here we go again.

In her role introduction, it is very clear: Recently, she noticed that her husband was spreading lies about her in the neighborhood, saying that she was not in good spirits and needed to lie down... Of course, none of these is true. In fact, after all, it is not to be summarized into a sentence "don't believe what she said".

If you deliberately leave her helpless, what else can you do?

"Maybe proper socializing will help..." the psychic hasn't given up.

Yan Huang suddenly had an idea. She must prove that she has no mental problems before she can continue to prove that her husband has an evil heart towards her, so as to gain the trust and help of others. With the pressure of outsiders' supervision, the goal of living beyond 30 days will be much easier - now there is a chance to let others know the situation, which is naturally the best.

She opened the door and hurried into the living room, which surprised the psychic - "Elizabeth, what do you want us to do?"

"Just sit down, have a cup of tea and have a chat." Elizabeth said to her, "there are others coming at 3:30 this afternoon."

It was Elizabeth who chose a time that didn't fit in and didn't have to serve dinner. "Who is going?"

"Those two college students, teacher Guan, Abby..." the psychic counted and said, "Miss Chen and grandma hepingke also came. I haven't seen the barbecue Hu, and no one answered when I knocked on the door."

Maybe I'm drunk again. Yan Huang pretended to think for a moment and said to her husband, "then I'll go too. I don't want to stay at home all the time."

Heipeng looked at her and stopped talking. If she hadn't read the role manual and knew his secret plan, I'm afraid she would have been deceived by this sincere worry; If she doesn't act again, everyone will believe his lie.

"What time is it?" Yan Huang looked at her watch. "Hey, there's more than an hour left. Otherwise, I'll follow you first. I've always been interested in that crystal ball, and I want to see my palm..." she turned to her husband and said, "let's meet at her house at 3:30."

As long as she can get rid of her husband temporarily and spread the word, it's a small matter. However, heipeng immediately shook his head and said, "don't go out alone. You'd better wait for me."

Yan Huang felt his face jump a few times - heipeng prevented her like a thief and didn't move away from her at all. She felt that if he stayed in bed for an hour, he could walk back and forth from the door ten times.

"I'm just going upstairs. What can I worry about?" She frowned and said, "either you go with me now, don't let me wait for you."

Heipeng smiled apologetically at the psychic medium, looking helpless. Yan Huang regretted a little. He gave him a chance to behave in vain, making himself seem very unreasonable; But at least he can't follow hard. Heipeng nodded and said, "well... Elizabeth, Xiao Huang, please, call me if you have anything."

When she followed Elizabeth out of the door, she turned around and listened. She pressed her ear on the door plank for several seconds, and felt that black friend did not seem to be in the living room; Turning around, I found that the psychic was looking at her in surprise.

She weighed it in her heart. Elizabeth is alone in her thirties. She always comes and goes alone. It seems that there are no relatives and friends in this world. If she is missing, no one will find her.

"Have you had lunch?" Yan Huang asked deliberately. "I remember, I have a lot of food at home. Would you like some?"

Elizabeth, as a character, never shakes her head at the free lunch: "thank you so much. It's all ordered. I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Well, wait for me." Yan Huang slowly and silently opened a crack in the door and looked around. Heipeng is not in the living room, so he doesn't know what to do in the room; She immediately slipped into the kitchen, poured all her lunch into a box and quickly slipped out.

As soon as the door closed behind her, she immediately stuffed the box into Elizabeth's arms.

"Have you eaten?" The other asked.

"Yes," Yan Huang couldn't feel hungry. She hadn't felt hungry for a while. "You can come to our house for lunch and dinner every day if you like."

Elizabeth's face was shining, as if afraid of her repentance, and she agreed. "No problem, great. Don't you pack breakfast?"

You're welcome. However, Yan Huang knew that she would promise - this woman has no psychic ability. The strongest ability is probably just rubbing rice; She just needs Elizabeth to do one thing, that is, eat the meal that heipeng cooked for herself every day.

Elizabeth was holding the lunch box like a baby and was about to go upstairs when she suddenly glanced at the barbecue Hu family.

"Don't look, that man may have been drunk," Yan Huang said. "He won't go to drink tea."

Barbecue Hu's role description says that he is addicted to alcohol and is often drunk into a puddle of mud before noon; He was also angry after drinking. He quarreled with other neighbors several times because of the baby's crying.

Elizabeth said "Hmm" and didn't know whether she heard it or not. "Let's go," she adjusted her expression, looking a bit like a serious person.

When walking up the second floor, Pinker from apartment 6 was sitting outside playing a war game. Elizabeth greeted him. As she led Yan Huang to apartment 7, she kept introducing her various psychic abilities and the inconvenience they brought to her... Yan Huang rolled her eyes in her heart. This purpose is too obvious. Who will really believe that she is a psychic?

Arriving at the door of apartment 7, Elizabeth clamped the lunch box under her arm and looked for the key in her pocket with her other hand. Yan Huang stood in front of the French window next to the door - every household has the same structure, and the curtains of every household are closed, and Elizabeth is no exception - glanced bored, and suddenly his eyes jumped and stopped under the curtains.

... isn't that right?

At this time, the door lock finally opened with a "click". As Elizabeth invited her into the room, she said, "not only these, but also ghosts I have faced..."

Yan Huang turned his head and stared at the French window beside the door as soon as he entered the door.

Should I talk to Elizabeth?

If she said so, would she instead sit down to the rumors of her mental instability?

"What's the matter?" Asked the psychic.

Yan Huang opened her eyes round, stared at her for a few seconds, and swept around the room again. Elizabeth did not seem to notice anything wrong at all.

"Do you live alone?" She testified.

"Yes."

"Then you... Don't you see?" Yan Huang pointed to the curtain and stammered, "just now... When you opened the door just now, there were a pair of bare feet standing under the curtain."