I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

Xu Chongchuan thought about it and understood, "The family on the first floor?"

Song Guicheng replied: "Well, Mr. Liu has had back pain recently, so I took over this job. It's a good opportunity to see if there are any clues at the pregnant woman's home."

Xu Chongchuan hesitated for a moment and responded: "No problem, I'll go."

"What's your age?" Song Guicheng didn't see his shadow.

Xu Chongchuan glanced at the sky outside and rubbed his brows. "It's too hot. He's afraid of the heat. I let him rest in the room."

Shi Sui's condition in this copy is really not good, even complaining is not as fun as the last time.

"I just went to talk to Uncle Liu about unblocking the sewer, and I was planning to let Xiaohua go to the room where he lives to take a look..."

As Song Guicheng spoke, he secretly glanced at the expression of "Chen Wenyu" next to him, and found that he was not looking here at all, so he retracted his attention and continued talking to Xu Chongchuan.

"As soon as Xiaohua came out, she was sniffed out by the big yellow dog, and I didn't dare to move."

Xu Chongchuan asked, "Do you suspect there is a secret in the little house where he lives?"

Song Guicheng touched his little finger habitually. "The guard room is surrounded by glass, and there is no obstruction. It should be very hot inside, but after entering, it is cooler than the room where Lin Zicheng and his friends live."

Xu Chongchuan understood what he meant without him having to finish his words.

"I'll go ask Uncle Liu for tools later. Can you take the opportunity to sneak into his house?"

Song Guicheng nodded.

Xu Chongchuan commented: "It's a bit risky."

This was the concern from this silent man, and Song Guicheng could hear it.

"Risks and benefits are directly proportional. If you don't take risks, you won't be able to collect useful information," Song Guicheng said. "You should also be careful. Uncle Liu is much more dangerous than he looks."

Those strange eyes still make him feel scared when he thinks about them now.

Xu Chongchuan raised his eyebrows and felt for the cigarettes in his pocket, only to find that all his cigarettes had been taken by Shi Sui, so he had to give up.

After the discussion, the three of them went downstairs together.

When talking to Xu Chongchuan just now, Song Guicheng figured it out.

Instead of placing the time bomb "Chen Wenyu" somewhere else and not knowing when it will explode, it is better to place it under one's own nose so that it will be convenient to respond in time if any situation occurs.

*

Xu Chongchuan explained to Uncle Liu the purpose of the three people's visit. Uncle Liu nodded generously and said, "The things are all piled up in the utility room on the first floor. I'll take you there."

He called out to the big yellow dog lying in the house to enjoy the cool air, "Ah Huang, let's go."

The dog was skinny but very agile. Song Guicheng took a closer look and said, "Uncle Liu, do you take Ah Huang with you wherever you go?"

Uncle Liu touched the big yellow dog's head and said, "My eyesight is not good, it is my eyes."

Song Guicheng seemed to be thinking about something.

"Uncle, you guys go first, I'm going to the shop to buy some things." Song Guicheng waved to Uncle Liu and Xu Chongchuan, and under the gaze of Uncle Liu, led Chen Wenyu out the door.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Song Guicheng grabbed Chen Wenyu's hand and ran wildly.

The icy touch reminded him of a forest in mist and icy rain, where the sky was covered in gray rain and the howling wind howled all day long, tearing a hole in one's soul.

No, Song Guicheng came back to his senses. He had never been to that place, so how could such a clear image flash through his mind?

He turned his head to look at Chen Wenyu, but was met with a pair of dark eyes.

Before he could figure it out, the two of them arrived at the convenience store.

The lady boss still had an impression of this gentle and generous young man, and greeted him warmly: "Young man, what are you buying now?"

Song Guicheng smiled back in a hurry, asked for an ice cream, and stuffed it to Chen Wenyu, "Wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

Having said that, he hurried back without looking back.

The cone in his hand is the most popular and most expensive ice cream nowadays, exuding a sweet and creamy aroma.

Chen Wenyu looked at Song Guicheng's receding back, still maintaining the same posture as before without moving.

Before I knew it, the cone in my hand began to melt. The snow-white cream melted into foam and slowly flowed from the crispy skin to my hand, sweet and sticky.

The lady boss looked at it and became anxious, "Eat it quickly, young man, or it will melt in a moment."

Chen Wenyu came back to his senses and was silent for a moment. He ignored the tip of the ice cream cone that was about to collapse and slowly licked the cream that had flowed onto his hands.

Just as he thought.

Sweet and sticky.

*

Before Song Guicheng put Xiaohua into the storage cabinet, Xiaohua's information was automatically refreshed on the public screen: E-level, able to complete simple commands, but cannot leave the player's radius of 5 meters.

It is enough.

He told Xiaohua about this mission. Xiaohua could sense her mother's seriousness and nodded seriously: "Okay, I understand."

Song Guicheng exhaled, "You don't have to do anything, just go and see what's in that room. If you feel any danger, get out immediately. Got it?"

Xiaohua: “Understood!”

The door of the guard room was ajar, but the door of Uncle Liu's room was locked. Fortunately, there was a narrow gap on the side of the door, which was enough for Xiaohua to pass through.

Song Guicheng felt that his current mood was a bit like sending a child to the battlefield. He was worried, nervous, and a little bit expectant, so much so that he didn't even notice a few drops of cold sweat on his back.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xiaohua slide in smoothly through the crack in the door.

Song Guicheng leaned against the door waiting for Xiaohua. The sun made the earth steaming hot, as if it wanted to consume all life in the endless heat.

He seemed to be standing in a big steamer, with sweat oozing out of his head.

Song Guicheng: Could the weather in the copy not be so extreme? It would be better to arrange it in spring or autumn, neither too cold nor too hot.

After complaining for less than a minute, Xiaohua came out.

She quickly climbed onto Song Guicheng's arm, grabbed Song Guicheng's ear, and whispered, "Mom, I just saw..."

"Xiaohua, wait a minute." He frowned.

Xiaohua paused.

Song Guicheng's nose twitched, catching the smell of the hot air.

There was the smell of smoke, the smell of a big yellow dog, and the smell of incense ash.

It smells the same as on the fifth floor.

The fifth floor, the mourning hall, Uncle Liu, Song Guicheng quickly connected the lines in his mind.

taste!

Song Guicheng's pupils suddenly contracted violently and he started to run to the fourth floor.

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

Not far away, Ah Huang was running towards Song Guicheng while shouting.

No, it's too late. He can't run as fast as the dog.

Song Guicheng was unable to move and subconsciously touched his pocket. In addition to the handkerchief, he also felt a hard object in his pocket.

lighter!

Correct!

He stuffed the small flower back into the cabinet, took out the colored cardboard, rolled it into the shape of a cigarette in two or three strokes, and when he put it in his mouth, the colored paper became a real cigarette.

[C-level props: Colored cardboard used once, 1 times remaining]

The system prompt sound and the sound of the lighter sounded at the same time. Song Guicheng lit a cigarette, took two deep puffs, and tilted his head to exhale two puffs of smoke.

The smell was so strong that he couldn't help coughing twice.

Ah Huang ran happily all the way to Song Guicheng, circled around him, and kept breathing in through his nose, as if he wanted to absorb every smell from his body.

Uncle Liu and Xu Chongchuan followed slowly behind.

Song Guicheng remained leaning against the door, smoking leisurely, without any sign of panic. Only the slightly tense muscles on his back betrayed his calm appearance.

The protruding bones on the big yellow dog's body poked Song Guicheng's calf. The faint but clear pain made him feel as if his fate was being strangled by the throat.

Song Guicheng's Adam's apple slid up and down twice.

After a while, the cigarette in his hand was half burned and the ash fell on Ah Huang.

Ah Huang seemed to have given up. He shook off the cigarette ash on his body, went into the guard room, and lay down in his original position.

The ashes were blown away by the wind, and Uncle Liu walked over slowly, "Young man, you can smoke. I thought you couldn't."

Song Guicheng held the cigarette between two fingers. His hands were so slender and graceful that even the cigarette between them seemed like a work of art.

The rising bluish-white smoke blurred his profile. He looked at the docile big yellow dog in the room and said casually, "My partner doesn't like me smoking, so I always smoke in places where there's no one."

[I was very nervous just now, but when I heard Xiao Chengzi telling lies with his eyes open, I wanted to laugh again]

【Where did you get your partner from? 】

[Xu Chongchuan: This excuse sounds familiar]

【Xu Chongchuan: You have used up all the excuses, what should I say next time? 】

[Does no one think that the way Xiao Chengzi smokes is very charming? Ahhhhh, that side profile!! Soul Su, you are good at cutting shots! ]

Song Guicheng didn't have time to read the barrage now. He was concentrating on observing Uncle Liu's reaction. However, Uncle Liu just walked into the guard room without saying a word, leaving Song Guicheng and Xu Chongchuan outside the door looking at each other.

Xu Chongchuan: "Leave?"

Song Guicheng: “Yeah.”

Two minutes later, Xu Chongchuan paused and asked, "Where's Chen Wenyu?"

Song Guicheng's pupils trembled: It's over!