Welcome to the lock demon tower

Qiao Que took a deep breath, sweating profusely, and his mind suddenly fell to the ground.

In front of him, sat the little boy in his memory, looking at him with helpless, empty eyes.

His soft little hand was still nestled in his palm.

There is only a biting coldness left.

Qiao Que sat on the chair for a while, suddenly felt nauseated, stood up abruptly, rushed to the corner and retched in the dark.

Zhao Kexin was startled by his reaction, knelt down and patted his back to comfort him.

Qiao Que was stuck in 666's memories and emotions for a while, but soon calmed down, turned around, and looked at the little boy sitting on the stool with his eyes wide open.

"Then... what happened?"

how did you die?

And how...became a ghost different from them?

The child lowered his head and thought for a while, shook his head, and said softly: "I don't know, I'm too scared, I don't remember what happened later. When I wake up again, I will know that I am dead too. And Same as 525."

The answer is something no one expected.

Qiao Que touched his little hand, not knowing what to say.

The child raised his pointed oval face and said, "After that, I came back here again, as if nothing had happened. 525 was also there, and those who had already returned home, they all came back. We still Live like before and play games. But, as long as it’s night, I can’t go back to my room.”

"Can't go back to the room?" Zhao Kexin didn't know what Qiao Que saw, and was at a loss when he heard it.

666 nodded: "Yes, I can't go back to the room. The teacher said that children who don't sleep after dark will die. I was very scared. I didn't want to be caught by the teacher, so I had to hide everywhere."

He took Qiao Que's hand, wanted to say something, but hesitated to say anything.

Qiao Que shook his hand firmly.

Only then did 666 seriously ask the question that has been circling in his mind all this time: "Brother, did we do something wrong?"

He was simply asking questions.

Not accusing, nor coquettish.

Why did the teacher who was always so good to them suddenly change?

The teacher said that as long as you are a child with a pure heart, you can get happiness.

Could it be that they did something wrong and their hearts were defiled by demons, so they have to suffer such severe punishment?

Qiao Que felt sore in his heart and eyes. He shook his head and wanted to say "no", but he didn't know how to explain it to the child, so he could only flip through his backpack and put all the snacks in the bag in front of him. .

666 is a sweet kid, his eyes lit up when he saw the snacks, and he obediently sat down and buried in the pile of snacks as a happy little hamster.

Qiao Que told Jiang Luchi and Zhao Kexin what he saw.

Zhao Kexin felt that she couldn't breathe: "So the meat is really..."

Qiao Que nodded with a broken face: "Yeah."

Originally relying on a premonition to dodge perfectly, I could brag about it for a year, but I didn't expect to give me an immersive shit-eating experience during the psychic process, what kind of life am I.

Jiang Luchi leaned against the wall and frowned in thought: "He doesn't remember how he died, but he is indeed dead."

Qiao Que: ...

Are we exploring some philosophical field proposition?

I thought that after the psychic, I would be able to usher in a big progress in the task, but now I am blocked by the big hole of amnesia, and life is very difficult.

Jiang Luchi walked up to the child and asked, "You have forgotten what happened in the end, but you really want to find your body, don't you?"

The child licked the popping candy in his mouth, with an upbeat expression, he nodded and said, "525 They all know where they are, but I don't. I want to find my body and go to the same place as them. That way I could never be separated from her. I was alone all the time, cold, hungry, and miserable."

Zhao Kexin was speechless and whispered: "You actually brought popping candy into Suoyao Tower?"

Just bring compressed biscuits and beef jerky!

Qiao Que: ... What's wrong with the popping candy? The popping candy is so delicious. Look, it's coming in handy, right?It is comparable to a key prop!

And you brought yourself a beauty instrument, say a ball!

438: ...To some extent, popping candy is not as good as a beauty instrument, really.

...and where exactly is the focus of the two of you.

Jiang Luchi lowered his head and repeated: "It's very cold, very hungry..."

Qiao Que's mind couldn't help but ran to the horror movie again: "Could it be...the freezer?"

Jiang Luchi glanced at him, as if considering his words.

Zhao Kexin always felt that something was wrong: "If he was frozen into the freezer, shouldn't he freeze to death soon? How could he be hungry?"

After all, didn't they eat just now... so what?

Jiang Luchi said "Yes": "Indeed. And he was killed by that woman, and he was frozen into the freezer... The result should be no different from the previous children."

The implication is that they have been eaten long ago, and their heads are buried in the garden as fertilizer, so nothing is wasted.

Qiao Que secretly translated in her heart, turning herself into an emoji with disgust.

This is the first time in a long time that 666 feels safe and satisfied, and there are many delicious food that he has never seen before for him to enjoy.

Zhao Kexin looked at his hands, and found that there were some purple bruises that looked like frozen out, so he couldn't help taking out his high-end skin care products and applying a layer of them on him.

After eating, 666 started to feel sleepy, Zhao Kexin carried him to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

The three of them rested in the afternoon, and now they don't feel sleepy, so they sat down and discussed the task in a low voice.

Qiao Que took out a blank piece of paper out of nowhere, brushed a few strokes and began to draw lines and draw perspective. It didn't take long before the structure sketch of the entire villa was presented.

Zhao Ke felt like discovering a new continent: "Qiao Que, can you still draw?"

Qiao Que concentrated on the painting, while answering casually: "Yes. My grandfather was an architect when he was young. I grew up with him, and he taught me some things. I mainly want to draw to see if there are any buildings in this villa. Where is there a structural problem, is there a secret room."

"The secret room?!" Zhao Ke felt confused, thinking carefully, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became: "It's possible, maybe there's a basement or something like that. Qiao Que, that's fine, isn't it a good spiritual practice for a diplomat who doesn't want to be a policeman? Where did you learn so much reasoning inspiration?"

Qiao Que looked serious: "Detective Conan."

Zhao Kexin: ...

Jiang Luchi stared at the compass in his hand in a daze again, and said flatly, "I checked it on the first day. There is no secret room or basement in this house."

Qiao Que was stunned and said "oh".

Then he rolled the paper into balls sullenly, and his whole body was full of anger.

Jiang Luchi paused for two seconds, and then continued with a normal expression: "...but you can think of this, it's very good. Well, the painting is also very good."

Qiao Que turned from cloudy to sunny, and small flowers bloomed on the top of his head.

Brother Chi praised me!

Zhao Kexin clasped his fists willingly across Qiao Que again: Master!Magpologist!

Jiang Luchi: ...

They didn't discuss any results, so they simply went to rest early to recharge their batteries.

In the early morning of the next day, Qiao Que opened his eyes and regained consciousness. The first thing he did was to look up at the bed where 666 was sleeping.

Sure enough, as expected, he had disappeared.

When they went downstairs, several teammates had already gathered below.

Seeing them coming down, they all looked at each other subtly.

Qiao Que knew that their movements last night were basically comparable to beating gongs and drums. These people hoped that they could share clues with everyone.

Qiao Que generally didn't mind about this.He thinks that his team is strong, and it is understandable to assume the mission of the vanguard.

What's more, in yesterday's situation, the help of many people who don't know the depth may be a hindrance, and it will increase useless casualties.

When everyone went downstairs, he told everyone what he had learned.

"I hope everyone can search carefully in all places in this map during the day. The last child's skeleton should be the key to our mission."

"Cold and hungry..." Some of the teammates were also keen, grasping this key word, rubbing their heads desperately: "How did he die? The freezer? The bathroom? The cellar? Or was he punished to kneel and rub naked? Clothes board?"

Qiao Que: ...

Wait, brother, you seem to have exposed something?

"I don't think so..." It was the sequined girl who spoke: "Qiao Que, is there any seasonal thing reflected in that child's memory?"

"Huh?" Qiao Que was taken aback for a moment.

The sequined girl raised her voice for everyone to hear: "It rained heavily the day we came, right? Then, there must be weather changes in this world. Can it also be assumed that there are also seasons? If it is autumn and winter, crawling out of bed Children who wake up in thin clothes will feel cold no matter where they are.”

Qiao Que slapped his head: It makes sense...

Whether it is reality or the mission world, it is summer, so he naturally ignored this factor.

He lowered his head and thought for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Cotton mop! It's cotton mop! There are cotton mop next to the children's bed! Although they don't wear very thick clothes, they have already used cotton mop, so it should be a bit cold It's the season."

He suddenly understood, and couldn't help but smiled heartily at the girl: "You are so smart. Thank you, so that we don't have to dig into the corner."

The girl was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, blushing slightly.

Today, the woman in black seems to be too lazy to be polite to them.

The sumptuous breakfast was gone, only a few pieces of cold bread and cold water were placed on the table.

But everyone breathed a sigh of relief, bread was obviously more popular than some big meals.

And the woman herself took the lonely 666 to the garden to play games early.

Zhao Kexin stared at the door for a while, and cursed angrily: "What is this class called, it's like imprisonment... This woman is definitely not human, how can she be a teacher in an orphanage, is there any law? What about approval? What about qualifications? What about teacher certificates? This parallel world doesn’t work. Jiang Chu, don’t you need to review the worldview of the world in the Demon Locking Tower? Ah yes, you don’t even make mosaics, you are really brave.”

Jiang Luchi: ...

Qiao Que's mind was elsewhere. He planned to visit the bell tower. When he was drawing the structure diagram last night, he had a sudden idea that they had all neglected the bell tower.

He always felt that there would be some clues on it.

When the three of them passed by the second floor, Zhao Kexin suddenly reached out to stop Qiao Que.

Her expression was more serious than ever.

Qiao Que's hair stood on his head: "What... so what?" You know, it's daytime now.

Zhao Kexin didn't look back, and said quietly: "Qiao Que, do you still remember that when we were fighting that woman here yesterday..."

Qiao Que got goosebumps from being frightened by her: "Sister Kexin...you, did you think of something?"

Is it scary?Let me prepare my heart first!

Zhao Kexin turned her head with a terrifying expression, as if she was about to eat someone: "Did you put my beauty instrument on that woman's head!"

Qiao Que: ...? ? ?

What the hell!

Zhao Kexin broke down and yelled: "You actually put my beauty instrument on that shrew's face! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"