Chen Xuan frowned. He kept rubbing his eyebrows and carefully recalled the sounds he heard.

"It seems like four..."

"No, it's five people's voices, and one is the sound of a baby crying."

Although he couldn't hear clearly what the voices were saying, he could distinguish different timbres.

"There are two men's voices, one is slightly older and the other is richer."

"There is also a woman's shrill voice. Her voice is the noisiest. She is the one who curses at home every day."

"As for the other woman's voice, it was the woman lying on the bed. She may have been staying in the room because she was not feeling well, so I only heard her voice in the bedroom."

"As for the baby, every time his voice sounds, he cries..."

Sang Yu rolled his eyes: "It seems that they should be a family of five."

The identities corresponding to the five sounds are: father-in-law, mother-in-law, husband, wife, and children.

Chen Xuan pursed his lips and couldn't help but ask: "Sang Yu, do you really believe me?"

He was worried that everything was coming from his false imagination.

His head was getting heavier and heavier, as if there was an invisible hand stirring in his mind, preventing him from making correct judgments.

Sang Yu raised the corners of her lips and said in a conspiratorial manner: "Although we see different things and hear different things, no one can be sure that what we see is reality. Maybe what you see is reality, maybe what I see is reality. That’s reality, maybe what we see...is reality.”

[I feel so dizzy, is Sister Yu talking about tongue twisters?]

[Simple, simple way of speaking...]

[Ahem, I support Brother Jian this time, because I think what Sister Yu said is too complicated and I didn’t understand it]

[I’m so stupid upstairs. That’s what Sister Yu actually means. It sounds interesting, but it’s actually not interesting at all. I say this, can you understand what I mean?]

[Brother Yi is talking nonsense again]

[Administrator, please take out that nonsense]

After checking Chenxuan's bedroom, Sang Yu stopped checking other places.

She knew that no matter how she checked, it was all in vain.

In her and Lu Li's eyes, the villa was clean and there was nothing unusual about it.

However, the absence of exception is the biggest exception.

After all, this is a four-star difficulty dungeon.

"It seems that we can't see any abnormalities because we are not infected."

Sang Yu rubbed her chin with her fingers, thinking about how to get infected.

Lu Li said: "Any infection requires a certain medium. He may have come into contact with a special medium."

If you want to find the source of infection, you must determine the vector of infection.

Chen Xuan shook his head: "I don't remember that I came into contact with anything strange."

Since moving into this villa, he eats normally, sleeps normally, and occasionally watches TV and reads books during his rest time...

"Then do you remember what you did on the day you heard the woman's voice?" Sang Yu asked.

Since the incident happened on that day, it means that Chen Xuan should have done something on that day and then come into contact with the infectious agent.

Chen Xuan rubbed his temples vigorously and tried to recall: "I stayed in the villa for a whole day that day. I remember that I stayed up all night watching dramas and didn't wake up until two o'clock in the afternoon. Then I cooked a bag of instant noodles and two poached eggs, and finished eating After that, I continued to lie in bed and catch up on the drama, and fell asleep while I was chasing it. Until late at night, I suddenly heard a woman’s voice coming from the bedside..."

[What kind of drama can make Master Chen Xuan so fascinated? 】

[I have a friend who also wants to know]

[I didn’t expect Chen Xuan to be such a nerd in private]

[I seem to know the vector of infection]

[What is the medium? Don’t play riddles, I don’t like guessing]

[I think the medium is most likely the bed. From the conversation between Chen Xuan and Sang Yu, we can know that Chen Xuan first encountered a strange incident in bed. He heard the woman's painful voice on the bed. The big reason was that the woman died on the bed. After Chen Xuan moved into this villa, he did not replace the bed with a new one, so the bedroom he slept in was a woman's bedroom, and the bed he slept on was a woman's bed...]

[Boss, take my knee]

[The boss is so smart, it would be a pity not to use your intelligence in a thriller game]

Chen Xuan also suspected that the media was the bed. When he bought the villa in full, he spent almost all the reward money he had and had no money to buy new furniture. Otherwise, he would not be so poor that he could eat instant noodles.

"Will it be a bed?"

Chen Xuan swallowed nervously.

Sang Yu thought for a while and said: "According to the current clues, the bed is indeed the most likely, but you have moved here for a while. If it was a bed, you would have been infected on the first day."

At this time, she looked towards the kitchen: "What did you use to cook instant noodles?"

Although the scope of Chen Xuan's activities that day was very small, she could not let go of any details.

When Chen Xuan heard Sang Yu's question, his expression was slightly startled.

He walked into the kitchen and took down a large-capacity cooking pot from the shelf.

"This is the pot I was using."

He was quite hungry at the time, so he took out the pot from the kitchen shelf and rinsed it before using it.

Sang Yu took the pot from Chen Xuan's hand and her eyes changed slightly. She noticed a faint evil aura on the pot.

This pot is made of stainless steel. After long-term use, the originally bright silver color has turned brown, especially the bottom of the pot has become pitch black due to long-term fire.

Sang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that this pot is the real medium."

When Chen Xuan heard Sang Yu's words, he stood there blankly.

"You mean...this pot is the real medium?"

He repeated with wide eyes and disbelief.

After all, he had just thought about all the things that could be media, but he had not thought of this pot.

The audience in the live broadcast room never expected that the media would turn out to be a seemingly ordinary person.

[Why is it a pot? How did Sister Yu judge it? 】

[My head feels so itchy, I feel like I’m getting dandruff again]

[Who has extra brains to lend me? I feel like I don’t have enough brains.]

[Upstairs, I’ll lend you my boyfriend’s pig brain]

"The disease enters through the mouth. Something must have been cooked in this pot, and then you used it to cook instant noodles, so you were infected." Lu Li suddenly said, but his expression was a bit evil.

Chen Xuan suddenly showed a helpless expression: "Isn't this pot used to cook corpses before?"

Sang Yu patted his shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, Xuanzi. After all, it's been so long. All the instant noodles you ate have been digested and you can't even vomit them out."

Chen Xuan: "..."

He didn't want to vomit at first, but when he heard Sang Yu say this, his stomach suddenly turned upside down...

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