Your infinite survival game is on

235 Hide and Seek 7
At this time, the iron gate of the community was wide open to both sides, and the paint splashed on the security booth was still wet.

When Zhuang Wen walked to the security booth, the strange feeling in his heart was very obvious. He tried to reach out to touch it, but it was empty.

"Fake, all of this is illusory." Jing Mo said calmly beside him.

"So we are in the illusion?" Wu Bin asked.

Zhuang Wen looked at the villas, and said in a serious voice: "It should be similar, but we can see these, there must be a purpose, go inside and see?"

Yu Jiao nodded, "Let's go."

Everyone stepped into this unfinished building again, the ground was still covered with sand, and the house was only half built, but compared to where they were before, everything here looked a little newer.

The few of them returned the same way, and the 18th building, which was originally destroyed by Yu Jiao's bombing, appeared intact in front of everyone.

They are more sure that everything in front of them is not real.

What I saw at this time was just the picture of the past.

Building No. 18, a woman in a red dress rushed out of it. The shoe on the woman's foot fell on the way, and she didn't dare to look back, and fled directly.

The man with gauze tied on his head rushed forward from behind and firmly subdued him to the ground.

"Tell me, where did Shi Daqing go?!"

The man in front of him was the one who stopped the Mediterranean car before.

Shi Daqing in his mouth is obviously the Mediterranean Sea.

While crying, the woman in the red skirt yelled in fear: "I really don't know, big brother, please let me go, he owes a lot of debt and ran away, I want to find him too!"

Yu Jiao looked at the woman with messy hair on the ground, and the more she saw it, the more she looked familiar. She squatted next to the woman to observe, but the woman seemed to be unable to see her, crying miserably to herself.

The man probably listened to her words, but he still didn't intend to let her go, and directly tied her into the house.

"If you don't return the money to me, none of your historians will run away!"

"I'm not a historian, at most I'm a lover." The woman frantically defended.

The man didn't listen at all, he sealed all the windows, closed the door, and left directly.

The woman in the red dress was locked in the small villa just like that, she leaned on the chair decadently, and no one found her until night fell.

There are unfinished small buildings nearby, no one is there, the room is not powered on, and it is dark inside as the night approaches.

There was a constant cry of wild cats outside. The woman who hadn't had a drop of water all day was already weak, and she was trembling with fear all by herself.

As spectators, Yu Jiao and the others couldn't do anything.

They cannot affect the past, and can only understand what happened through illusory scenes.

Just when the woman was getting more and more desperate, a voice finally sounded outside the villa.

"Damn Shi Daqing! Lie my hard-earned money! I curse you to die!" The old woman cursed outside hoarsely.

"We have spent half of our lives in it, how do you let our family live!"

The woman in the red dress was about to call for help, but when she heard the old woman's angry curses, she was too frightened to speak out.

She kept her mouth tightly shut, afraid that people outside would know that she was here and take all her anger on her.

"Bang bang bang!" Someone kept knocking on the door outside, and the old woman rushed into the villa with a brazier in her hand.

Among the villas, only the building in front of me is the only one that has been built, and it is advertised as a model house.

After the old woman entered the gate, she scanned the living room with her eyes. She touched a piece of furniture and lay down slowly on the sofa with tears in her eyes.

She looked at the ceiling and said to herself: "The hardcover house that was agreed at the beginning, son, you see that mother still lives in a good house, and you don't have to worry about paying back the loan anymore."

After a while, the old woman got up and took out a pile of Ming coins and paper-folded gold ingots from the cloth bag she was carrying, and threw them into the brazier she brought.

She kept burning paper money, and said her son's name over and over again.

It turned out that the old woman's son, after listening to Shi Daqing's deceit, mortgaged the old house at home, collected the money, and pre-purchased the unfinished small villa with a loan.

Now the villa is unfinished and Shi Daqing is missing.

Homeless, his son who bought a house with a loan was overwhelmed, coupled with excessive psychological pressure and strong self-blame, he committed suicide by jumping off the building the day before.

After the old woman finished burning the paper money, her eyes fell on the furniture in the living room. When she saw one, she threw it into the brazier, trying to burn it to her son in the ground.

For the furniture that couldn't fit into the brazier, she took the fire and started it on the spot.

The smoke was getting bigger and bigger, the flames were getting bigger and bigger, and gradually became uncontrollable. The old woman finally realized the danger, and hurriedly ran out of the villa with the brazier.

After going out, she looked at the fire in the living room, looked left and right and found that there was no one around, fearing that someone would find out that there was a fire here, so she locked the door from the outside and left quickly.

The woman in the red dress who was still upstairs in the villa realized something was wrong when she saw the billowing smoke pouring in from under the door.

"Help me—"

"Is there anyone! It's on fire, it's on fire, come quickly, help!"

The woman shouted hoarsely, the smoke became thicker and her vision became more and more blurred.

No one noticed until the flames burned everything to ashes.

Li Xia covered her mouth, "It's such a tragic death."

"She must have been implicated by Shi Daqing." Wu Bin said, if it wasn't for him cheating other people's money, there would be nothing left behind.

"Would you like to look elsewhere?" Zhuang Wen said, probably there are no other clues here.

Yu Jiao looked at the house in front of her. They were still in the illusion, which meant that the matter was not over yet.

"Wait a little longer," Yu Jiao said.

After she finished speaking, she went straight through the wall. Anyway, everything in front of her eyes was illusory. She tried to find the place where the sarcophagus was dug out, and she saw red blood mist emerging from the ground.

She looked up to the upstairs, which happened to be where the woman in the red dress died.

The underground sarcophagus, the woman who died unjustly, probably got connected at this time.

"Bang!" The door was roughly kicked open from the outside.

Yu Jiao looked up and saw that Shi Daqing was beaten into a pig's head, and the man grabbed his collar roughly and threw him into the villa.

The man who tied up the woman in the red dress at the beginning grabbed Shi Daqing and returned.

He looked at the burned and blackened house, his eyes filled with shock, and suddenly his expression changed, and he seemed to think of something.

The man ran along the stairs all the way to the top floor of the villa. Inside the wide open door, let alone a woman, there were no bones left, only a pile of suspicious coke on the ground
"That woman...is dead?" The man's eyeballs rolled wildly, and his expression flustered for a while.

He kept reminiscing about the scene when he left, and didn't remember leaving anything that could catch fire.

Shi Daqing downstairs also looked at the scorched room in front of him in surprise, he quickly got up and prepared to escape.

Just as he ran to the door, the door of the house closed quickly and heavily, causing him to bump his head against the door panel.

The house instantly became dark, without any light, and wisps of red blood mist filled the whole house with the cold air.

Shi Daqing covered his head in pain, and when he turned around, he couldn't see his fingers in the room. In the darkness, a vague figure slowly floated towards him.

(End of this chapter)