The enemy is wearing a vest [Infinite Stream]

"Don't move, there is a pair of eyes in this room." Zhan Mohan stepped forward, his hands hovering beside Ling Lin's shoulders, from the crack of the opened bathroom door, it seemed that Ling Lin was wrapped in his arms inside.

Ling Lin's heart shuddered, but he still stood still. Half a minute later, Zhan Mohan took a step back, both of them had serious expressions.

"Normally, it doesn't look like this. It seems that there is no safe zone in this world." He didn't have much experience in this kind of difficult world.

"You go out first!" Ling Lin lowered his voice and gritted his teeth.

"Well," Zhan Mohan looked at Ling Lin under the warm yellow light, with a thin but tough figure, translucent white skin, and the part of the waist that leaked...

"Zhan, Mo, Han!" Ling Lin was wary of the so-called 'eyes', and didn't dare to make big moves. Seeing Zhan Mohan sizing him up leisurely, the sizing eyes were quite oppressive, and the ends of his eyes were so angry Weihong: "Are you sick?"

Zhan Mohan raised his head, looked at Ling Lin's expression, raised the corners of his lips, closed the door and went out.

Ling Lin stood in the bathroom, his chest was still heaving with anger, he felt that Zhan Mohan had changed a bit in this world, he had become shameless!

Suddenly, Ling Lin had a feeling of being spied on. Standing here, the big warm light in the bathroom shone on him, and the surroundings were so bright that no ghosts could hide, but Ling Lin just had the feeling of being spied on.

He didn't continue to undress and take a bath, but went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. His face was reflected in the mirror, and everything was as usual. Ling Lin lowered his face and washed quietly. After a few minutes, the feeling of being peeped disappeared. up.

Ling Lin's expression sank immediately, he took a quick shower, put on his bathrobe and walked to the side of the big bed: "What do you mean by the safe zone?"

Zhan Mohan raised his eyebrows, seeing Ling Lin's unhappy expression: "You feel it too?"

Ling Lin went to bed and sat down, humming with a sullen expression.

"Some worlds have abilities related to world attributes. This world seems to be related to voyeurism or surveillance, but the places where mission workers rest at night are generally shielded from these." Zhan Mohan explained in a low voice.

Ling Lin frowned: "This kind of world that gives roles identities, does everyone have to be suitable for roles?"

"Normally not." Zhan Mohan wanted to laugh.

"I see." Ling Lin's face turned dark.

Generally it is not used, but this world has a pair of 'eyes'.

He found that since he came to this world of the main god, his luck has never been better!

Ling Lin really didn't want to talk to Zhan Mohan anymore, he knew Zhan Mohan, the two of them would not kill each other, and they could cooperate when they needed to cooperate, but it was absolutely impossible to reconcile, and it was absolutely impossible not to dig each other's holes.

The two of them have very different personalities and concepts, and both of them are strong. The so-called one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers is probably the case.

Lying on the side with the quilt rolled up, there is a small clock on the small cabinet next to the bed, there is one minute until 1:[-] pm, the main script and personal script will be conveyed, this is what Ling Lin bought in the main God store this time As I saw in a guidebook, scripts are usually transmitted at [-]:[-] am in worlds with gathering places, and at [-]:[-] pm in worlds without specific tasker gathering places.

The minute hand ticked to 12, and as the big clock in the living room rang, a mechanical voice sounded in Ling Lin's mind, "The main script is being transmitted..."

Skillfully call out the light board, click on the main storyline script, it is a very simple sentence:

Find out who killed Jin Baoer and avenge her.

The direction of this script is very clear. Tomorrow, the first thing he will find out is whether this girl named Jin Baoer is the NPC who had dinner with them tonight. Briefly, whether she is still alive.

If Jin Bao'er was still alive and in this villa right now, Ling Lin thought about the stormy weather outside.

That was exactly in line with his conjecture, a typical snowstorm villa model.

They are a group of people in a villa that is disconnected from the outside world. There may be a limited disconnection time, usually ranging from a few days to half a month. A murder case occurs in the middle, and the murderer is between them. Everyone All could be murderers, and everyone could be the next victim.

The worse situation is that the villa is without food or electricity.

Ling Lin stopped thinking, and then clicked on his personal script, which was much simpler, allowing him to have a half-hour conversation with the owner of this villa within three days.

With the light screen back, Ling Lin fell into deep thought, and he still decided to see the curly yellow hair.

After thinking about it, he ran to the closet to get a set of clothes that fit his figure. He found it when he was taking the bathrobe just now. The closet was separated by wooden boards, and the right side was full of clothes that were more suitable for his figure.

Wearing a light blue knitted sweater, Ling Lin walked out directly, and Zhan Mohan naturally did not stop him.

He was lucky, when he arrived at the lobby on the lower floor, the curly yellow hair was sitting on the sofa, drinking with a glass of something, and there was no one else around.

Seeing Ling Lin come down, she smiled and waved. When Ling Lin sat down, she naturally poured a cup for Ling Lin: "Young master, try it. This is Mrs. Ding's favorite scented tea. It is light and healthy."

Her behavior and attitude are very thoughtful, calling herself the young master all the time, and the smile on her face is polite but affectionate.

Ling Lin took the teacup without making a sound. He doesn't know what's going on right now, so it's best not to make a sound.

Curly Huang said naturally: "Young master, do you want to experience being a teacher?"

Ling Lin didn't know what they had talked about before, so he nodded.

"I don't have a lot of experience. I did teach children in kindergartens for a few years before, but after a few years I couldn't take it anymore, so I came here to be a tutor, specializing in enlightening Madam Ding's children. In fact, if Madam Ding was not too busy. , she teaches children better than I do."

Ling Lin recalled the people at the dinner table today. There were four women in total. There was one on the tasker's side, one with yellow curly hair, a middle-aged woman sitting at the top, and a young woman sitting diagonally opposite Ling Lin. If I guessed right, it should be Mrs. Ding that Curly Huang was talking about.

"Speaking of which, I can't remember Mrs. Ding's real name." Ling Lin asked casually after taking a sip of scented tea.

"The young master hasn't had a good rest these days, and it's only natural for people to have fragmented memories. Mrs. Ding's real name is Jin Baoer. When we were in school, we used to joke that her name was an advantage, and we had to call her Baoer without a surname. " Curly Huang laughed.

Jin Bao'er is still alive, it seems that it is undoubtedly the model of Blizzard Villa.

"Young master grew up abroad, so the early childhood education there should be different from ours, right? I don't know if these experiences are useful." Huang Curly continued the previous topic with a smile.

The two chatted for a while, Ling Lin learned some information, and suddenly asked, "Is my cousin and his wife on good terms?"

With a sound of "dong", the clock in the hall made a dull sound, it was 8.30.

"Uh, this," Huang Curly's smile was a little stiff: "Why would the young master ask this?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little curious about marriage," Ling Lin smiled a little embarrassedly: "I have some small problems in getting along with him recently..."

He casually pushed Zhan Mohan out as a shield.

Curly Huang laughed: "Although I am also the housekeeper of the Ding family, it is their affair after all."

Her expression became natural again.

"Hey? What are you talking about down there? Why don't you call me?" Mr. Wang, who was frying steak, came up from the stairs and said as he walked, "Master Ling and Teacher Wang will enjoy it."

He came over and sat down. Ling Lin smelled a strong perfume, so strong that it was even a little pungent.

Huang Juanfa's original surname is Wang, and the two of them had a very happy chat, basically Mr. Wang was talking about what he had seen and heard during his travels, and Mr. Wang exclaimed and giggled very much.

"I'm going upstairs to sleep first. I haven't had a good rest these days." Ling Lin stood up, and from the corner of his eye, he saw something strange on Mr. Wang's belt, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

The two said good night to him, and Mr. Wang winked at him.

When he stepped on the third step.

The sound of "dong dong dong dong" sounded again, at nine o'clock in the evening.

Back in the room, Zhan Mohan was still awake, and they were still in a cooperative relationship for the time being, Ling Lin told him the news he got, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

Ling Lin was woken up by a loud scream in the morning, and Zhan Mohan next to him was almost gone.

Ling Lin, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, still trembled.

He put on his clothes and went out, there was a lot of noise in the corridor, many people were standing at the door of a room, Ling Lin approached, Curly Huang looked back and saw him coming, she cried and said: "Mrs. Ding was killed."

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Yes, the second world is the Blizzard Villa mode, welcome to investigate the case together.