Welcome to the lock demon tower

To Qiao Que's surprise, Zhao Kexin kicked open the door of the bell tower, and there was nothing inside.

There was a thick layer of ash on the ground.

A small transom hangs high, and the back seat and gears of the old stopped clock occupy half of the space, which can be said to be unobstructed.

Qiao Que was disappointed: "How could this be..."

A building with a strong sense of presence like the clock tower has appeared, shouldn't it trigger some key plot? !

For example, using gears to create alibi!

Or use the blind spot where the pointers overlap!

It doesn't conform to the laws of inference (in some cartoons) at all!

Zhao Kexin walked in, clutching her nose, turned around, knocked everywhere, finally shrugged, and said: "It seems that it shouldn't be here."

Since they found nothing, and the woman in black and the maid were not in the house, the three of them simply searched the entire villa like a carpet, and even searched carefully for the children's wardrobe and the abandoned utility room.

The sequin girl and her teammates also joined them. A dozen taskers, except for the man lying injured in the room who never showed up, spontaneously divided into two groups and searched carefully inside the house and in the garden.

The sequined girl was lucky. With the help of Qiao Que's pile of medicines, the wound was not inflamed and her recovery was not bad. She sighed and said worriedly: "Just now I went to see the one with the injured thigh. He is not in good condition. The wound was swollen, pus was oozing, and the person had a high fever. It would be great if the child's remains could be found as soon as possible and he could be taken to the hospital. This world is such a small place. Underground, can there really be a skeleton hidden in other places?"

Zhao Kexin raised his head from a pile of boxes with miscellaneous chores: "By the way... After that woman caught him, why did she hide him? Where would she hide him? Could it be that this woman has some quirks? For example... one day Just kill one person or something?"

No one can answer these questions until the child's bones are found.

In front of them was the big old-fashioned freezer in the kitchen.

The whole kitchen is fairly clean, only this freezer is covered with rust and some strange stains, it looks too dirty.

This thing brought back nightmare memories for everyone.

The sequined girl's face turned green, she retched a few times, and her eyes widened firmly.

Qiao Que started to tremble again, standing next to him was the presence controller, named Zhan Xin, who asked in confusion, "Little Qiao, why are you shaking?"

Qiao Que bit the bullet: "...Yes, it's a little cold."

Zhan Xin suddenly realized: "Oh... I thought you were afraid. I said, no, you have seen the world, so how could you be afraid of a mere freezer? What's more, you are so brave. Front!"

Qiao Que: ...

Zhan Xin showed admiration on his face: "I saw your ability, that is, the night the old farmer was killed, you were the one who turned into Pai Daxing to attract that woman's attention, right?! You are too strong!"

Qiao Que lost his expression in an instant: ... What do you think I've changed? !

Say it again if you have the ability!

look into my eyes!

Zhanxin immediately pulled up his flag: "By the way, I didn't feel embarrassed to ask before, what is your ability? Magic brush Ma Liang? 3D projection? Fantasy special effects? Your Pai Daxing is really restored! It is so lifelike! Wait a minute Wait a minute, don't open your mouth, let me guess! Could it be... is it a Two-dimensional call?!"

Zhan Xin was stunned by the truth of his brain supplement: "It's so cool! Why are your abilities so cool?!"

Qiao Que: ...

No, you let me say something...

If I can Two-dimensional summon, why don't I summon a Naruto? !

Or play tennis.

After all, they are all so powerful!

While the two were talking, another man had already stepped forward and forcefully opened the door of the freezer.

A strong stench rushed towards him.

The smell was like the fishy smell of the cream broth made by the woman before, magnified ten thousand times. Qiao Que was so dizzy from the smell that he almost foamed at the mouth.

His reaction was huge, and he almost spun three and a half times gracefully in place, causing Zhan Xin to look at him inexplicably: "What's the matter?"

"It stinks..." Qiao Que immediately flashed to his brother Chi and took a deep breath, like a cat holding a catnip ball.

"Smelly?" Zhan Xin sniffed his nose a few times, but couldn't smell anything.

There is no scary thing in the freezer as everyone imagined, it is empty, but it seems that it has been used for many years and has never been cleaned. The inner wall is covered with a thick layer of old yellow-brown frost, which looks like a small stalactite cave.There is still some black sticky sewage remaining on the bottom baffle, which makes people feel disgusting for no reason.

Zhao Kexin couldn't bear to swear: "Fuck, is this a black workshop takeaway scene exposed?"

The man who opened the cabinet had a face as dark as it was after eating meat, and quickly closed the lid with a bang: "No."

The remains of 666 are nowhere to be found.

The teammates who searched in the garden found nothing, and they were all sitting silently on the steps of the stairs at this time, obviously a little discouraged.

For the first time, Qiao Que felt that his IQ was not enough. He silently scratched his head into an afro: ah, ah, this world is so difficult!

438 suddenly said silently: "Qiao Que, don't be too impatient."

Qiao Que was taken aback: Camel, are you here?

438: "Yeah. I've been distracted looking at your side. That light bulb... I'm sorry, I mean the 5491 host, the novice task is very simple and not dangerous. He is nice and adapts quickly. I agree to secretly Follow You."

Qiao Que is sour: mouth hunger.

438 quickly reviewed his own words, and answered with great insight: "...Of course, his ability is mediocre, and his brain is not enough. He can barely do a task. He is not comparable to you."

Qiao Que forced a smile, then said depressed in a blink of an eye: "My ability is mediocre, my brain is not enough, and I even stagnate in the task."

438 was at a loss for words, looked at him with a frowning face, and wished he could grow his hands and rub his head.

Qiao Que shook his head back and forth: But where will he be locked up?cold and hungry……

438 only had a general understanding of the whole story line, and didn't know the details. Hearing this, he asked in confusion: "Is he locked up somewhere by that woman?"

Qiao Que nodded: Yes.The child stumbled across the woman's crime scene by accident, and was caught by the woman...

Qiao Que: ...Wait!

438: What, what's wrong? !

Qiao Que stood up abruptly, making Zhao Kexin who was sitting next to him tremble with fright, the watermelon knife in his hand dropped in response, and plunged straight into the floor between his legs, like a piece of tofu.

438 Clamp your legs: Fuck!

Zhao Kexin's face was full of joy: "Damn it! So the quality is not bad!"

438: ...

Qiao Que's eyes lit up, and he even felt like he was wearing black-rimmed glasses and a red bow tie!

He bowed his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly ran upstairs.

Zhao Kexin glanced at Jiang Luchi, not knowing why, so he had no choice but to follow.

Qiao Que ran to the third floor in one breath and stopped.

He took a few steps back, staring at the window on the right side of the corridor.

The height of the third floor is half lower than that of the two floors below, and it is closer to the height of ordinary buildings. The windows are also much lower, just a height that a child can barely climb.

Qiao Que touched the outer edge of the window with his right hand. This is an old-fashioned window lock that can be locked from the inside and cannot be opened from the outside.

He pushed open the window and was about to step outside.

Zhao Kexin, who had just followed up, was so frightened that he lost his shape. He rushed forward, grabbed him by the waist and dragged him back: "What are you doing, my son!"

In desperation, she didn't grasp the strength of her Buddhist practice well, and with a "swipe", Qiao Que's sweatpants were pulled up to her thighs, revealing her boxer briefs.

Black edge, bright red.

Hot and piping hot!

Zhao Kexin: ...Pfft.

Jiang Luchi, who was scorched all over his head and face, said: ...

Qiao Que hurriedly pulled up his pants in grief and anger, and complained, "Sister Kexin!"

Zhao Kexin raised his hands in surrender: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Who would have thought of your birth year? !

……its not right.

Zhao Kexin snapped her fingers and calculated: "Qiao Que, how old are you? It's not your birth year..."

Qiao Que glanced at Jiang Luchi next to him, and was so ashamed that he was incoherent: "No! This is a genuine Marvel merchandise! Spider-Man style! It's not red underwear! Ahhhhhh!"

438: ...

Jiang Luchi pinched the base of his nose: "Okay, okay, let's get down to business."

Zhao Kexin just woke up like a dream, and waved the red underwear + the tender butt boy in his head aside, and immediately put on a sincere expression: "If we don't have a clue, we won't have a clue! If it's a big deal, we won't do the task, why don't we just open the window and go out?" Jump! Have you watched too much Marvel! Imagine yourself as Superman?"

Qiao Que was immediately unconvinced: "Superman is not from Marvel!"

It's from DC!

Zhao Ke was heartbroken, and looked at him with the eyes of a child with problems: "Look at you, you still dare to talk back to me now!"

Qiao Que: ...

He whispered: "I didn't want to do something dangerous! I suddenly felt that I might know where 666 is."

"Really?" Zhao Kexin was stunned, looked out of the window, hesitated to speak, only frowned.

Qiao Que nodded: "I suddenly thought of it while chatting with my Tuo Tuo. At the end of the psychic memory, I only saw that 666 was discovered by that woman, so I naturally felt that he was caught by a woman and locked up somewhere. But there is also a very small possibility, he escaped from the woman, right?"

Zhao Kexin seemed to be listening to the scriptures: "He? A five or six-year-old child? Run away from that woman? In such a small map? Hasn't been found by a woman yet and made into a big-headed doll?"

Jiang Luchi looked at him with some approval: "There is indeed such a possibility, but we all ignored it."

Qiao Que was suddenly encouraged: "If I put myself into that child, I think I might hide there in a hurry."

……

"Be careful." Zhao Kexin was like an old mother sending her own son to the front line, wiping the corners of her eyes with her orchid fingers: "If something happens to you, how will I live?"

438 was so worried that the data flow got out of tune again and turned into a blurry screen: "Hold on to the side, walk slowly, hey my heart..."

Qiao Que: ...

I still haven't moved half a step here, maybe your drama is too much.

A climbing rope that 438 had just taken out of the system was tightly tied around his waist, and the other end of the rope was held in Jiang Luchi's hand.

Jiang Luchi's expression was still indifferent: "Go. I'll watch and everything will be fine."

For some reason, Qiao Que felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He nodded and stepped out of the window with his head down.

In the end, still worried, she turned her head, swallowed, cried and said cautiously: "Brother Chi, you will definitely, absolutely... you won't let go suddenly just to exercise my courage... right?"

The expression is like a baby seal waiting to be fed.

Jiang Luchi: ...?

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