I was tricked by the rebirth script
Chapter 13 The Dungeon Detective (1)
Chapter 13 The Dungeon Detective (1)
In order to promote cooperation, Jiang Wan started making nonsense, which made Link become more and more silent, with sadness filling his brows.
"This scene is good. There are quite a few cases of lovers killing each other. Maybe I'll meet the two of them in the hotel... playing mahjong, haha, right?"
Link shook off Lian Lian and cast a stern look at Jiang Wan, his face clearly unhappy and threatening.
Jiang Wan shut up knowingly, and looked at the deceased named Wan Fei on the information, thoughtfully.
"Everyone, have you made up your mind? The scene entrance button is in front of you. If you decide to go to scene one, just press the first button, and so on. I wish you all the best and success soon."
As soon as the words fell, a force grabbed Jiang Wan tightly, and the tingling pain in his muscles and bones quickly spread all over his body.
When Jiang Wan cried out in shock, a dazzling green light enveloped the two of them.
"Ding dong, dungeon one has been opened!"
A house of about 60 square meters, decorated in an old "retro style".On the left side of the entrance is the open kitchen, to the left is the guest bedroom, in the middle is the living room, the balcony is on the other side of the living room, to the right is the master bedroom with bathroom, and the innermost floor is a narrow utility room.
Part of the wall skin on the ceiling has fallen off, and the glazed chandelier hangs in the center, half of which has been damaged, and the dim light shines on the cramped living room.
The girl was lying on the coffee table, drawing seriously on the drawing paper.
The brick-red old leather sofa has sunken inwards, and if you don't pay attention, it collapses together with the sofa bracket.
"Jiajia, eat some fruit, the meal will be ready soon."
The short-haired woman in an apron came out of the kitchen, Jiang Wan made way sideways, and Link hugged her, with a slight curve of his mouth.
"She can't see you, and she can't touch you."
Link clasped his fingers slightly, supporting Jiang Wan's waist.Staring down at her slender white jade neck, her throat slid suddenly, and the bite mark on the corner of her mouth became a little more restrained.
Jiang Wan regained consciousness, moved two steps to the side, out of his "control", looked down at the suspect's profile.
"Li Wenyin, 29 years old, wife of the deceased Wan Fei, housewife."
"Wan Jiajia, 8 years old, the biological daughter of the deceased."
Then he looked at the little girl with a ponytail and a sweet smile, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
At the beginning, her adoptive father was a big man, and he insisted on pulling her up. The hardships involved, I am afraid only the person involved can understand.
As a housewife, Li Wenyin devoted all her time to her children and husband, but she didn't expect Wan Fei to be outside with colorful flags flying.
Link stood aside and said sternly: "Don't worry, I won't do this to you."
Jiang Wan: "???"
I am really addicted to the husband and wife script written and directed by myself, and I can't extricate myself.
The aroma of the food in the kitchen filled the air. Wan Fei came out of the bathroom, wearing a T-shirt and shorts worth tens of dollars. The low-quality slippers made a harsh sound when they rubbed against the floor.
He shouted at the top of his voice, "Wenyin, is the dish ready?"
Li Wenyin plunged into the oil fume and didn't hear him speak.
Wan Jiajia looked up at the angry Wan Fei, her face changed slightly, and she paused for a while without speaking.
Wan Fei spat, walked to the living room, his eyes were cold, and he blurted out without thinking: "The sofa is so rotten, I don't know how to buy a new one!"
Wan Jiajia got up and fled in a panic. The news was broadcast on the TV, and the time jumped at 19:15.
Seeing this, Wan Fei stared angrily and shouted angrily: "Why are you running? I'm not kicking you."
Wan Jiajia stood beside the TV, holding the paintbrush tightly, bowed her head in silence, with panic and disdain in her eyes.
The word "domestic violence" stood out in the document. Jiang Wan frowned and sneered at Wan Fei's character.
Although the old lady is not likable, there is a saying that Wan Fei is a hooligan!
(End of this chapter)
In order to promote cooperation, Jiang Wan started making nonsense, which made Link become more and more silent, with sadness filling his brows.
"This scene is good. There are quite a few cases of lovers killing each other. Maybe I'll meet the two of them in the hotel... playing mahjong, haha, right?"
Link shook off Lian Lian and cast a stern look at Jiang Wan, his face clearly unhappy and threatening.
Jiang Wan shut up knowingly, and looked at the deceased named Wan Fei on the information, thoughtfully.
"Everyone, have you made up your mind? The scene entrance button is in front of you. If you decide to go to scene one, just press the first button, and so on. I wish you all the best and success soon."
As soon as the words fell, a force grabbed Jiang Wan tightly, and the tingling pain in his muscles and bones quickly spread all over his body.
When Jiang Wan cried out in shock, a dazzling green light enveloped the two of them.
"Ding dong, dungeon one has been opened!"
A house of about 60 square meters, decorated in an old "retro style".On the left side of the entrance is the open kitchen, to the left is the guest bedroom, in the middle is the living room, the balcony is on the other side of the living room, to the right is the master bedroom with bathroom, and the innermost floor is a narrow utility room.
Part of the wall skin on the ceiling has fallen off, and the glazed chandelier hangs in the center, half of which has been damaged, and the dim light shines on the cramped living room.
The girl was lying on the coffee table, drawing seriously on the drawing paper.
The brick-red old leather sofa has sunken inwards, and if you don't pay attention, it collapses together with the sofa bracket.
"Jiajia, eat some fruit, the meal will be ready soon."
The short-haired woman in an apron came out of the kitchen, Jiang Wan made way sideways, and Link hugged her, with a slight curve of his mouth.
"She can't see you, and she can't touch you."
Link clasped his fingers slightly, supporting Jiang Wan's waist.Staring down at her slender white jade neck, her throat slid suddenly, and the bite mark on the corner of her mouth became a little more restrained.
Jiang Wan regained consciousness, moved two steps to the side, out of his "control", looked down at the suspect's profile.
"Li Wenyin, 29 years old, wife of the deceased Wan Fei, housewife."
"Wan Jiajia, 8 years old, the biological daughter of the deceased."
Then he looked at the little girl with a ponytail and a sweet smile, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
At the beginning, her adoptive father was a big man, and he insisted on pulling her up. The hardships involved, I am afraid only the person involved can understand.
As a housewife, Li Wenyin devoted all her time to her children and husband, but she didn't expect Wan Fei to be outside with colorful flags flying.
Link stood aside and said sternly: "Don't worry, I won't do this to you."
Jiang Wan: "???"
I am really addicted to the husband and wife script written and directed by myself, and I can't extricate myself.
The aroma of the food in the kitchen filled the air. Wan Fei came out of the bathroom, wearing a T-shirt and shorts worth tens of dollars. The low-quality slippers made a harsh sound when they rubbed against the floor.
He shouted at the top of his voice, "Wenyin, is the dish ready?"
Li Wenyin plunged into the oil fume and didn't hear him speak.
Wan Jiajia looked up at the angry Wan Fei, her face changed slightly, and she paused for a while without speaking.
Wan Fei spat, walked to the living room, his eyes were cold, and he blurted out without thinking: "The sofa is so rotten, I don't know how to buy a new one!"
Wan Jiajia got up and fled in a panic. The news was broadcast on the TV, and the time jumped at 19:15.
Seeing this, Wan Fei stared angrily and shouted angrily: "Why are you running? I'm not kicking you."
Wan Jiajia stood beside the TV, holding the paintbrush tightly, bowed her head in silence, with panic and disdain in her eyes.
The word "domestic violence" stood out in the document. Jiang Wan frowned and sneered at Wan Fei's character.
Although the old lady is not likable, there is a saying that Wan Fei is a hooligan!
(End of this chapter)
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