While the spirit game is in progress

Bai Po obviously didn't show any anger, even the corners of his lips were raised and there was a bit of a smile, which made Liu Qiang feel a little scared.

There is too much difference in rank, even if Liu Qiang wanted to be brave in front of Bai Ke, he really couldn't do it.

Huang Keke was also a little scared, especially when Liu Qiang stopped talking, she didn't dare to say anything.

"It seems that the two of you have nothing to say," Ye Dill said in a timely manner, "In that case, let's get busy."

With that said, Ye Dill made a "please" gesture.

Liu Qiang glanced at Lin Xiaoxiao and Ye Diluo unwillingly, but under the watchful eyes of Bai Po, he finally dragged Huang Keke away unwillingly.

Not far away, the elderly and middle-aged men have been paying attention to the situation of Ye Diluo and Liu Qiang, and when the farce is over, they all lower their heads again to concentrate on finding the items they need.

For a while, the clothing store became quiet again.

Two hours later, the middle-aged man suddenly walked up to the plastic model with something in his hand.

This is the first time that a player took an item to a plastic model for confirmation. Everyone else stopped looking for things and turned to look at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is holding a pair of black and white striped cotton socks. It is hard to tell whether they are men's or women's. After all, this pattern can be used by both men and women.

He stood in front of the plastic model, put the cotton socks under the eyes of the plastic model, and asked with a slightly excited voice, "Did I get the answer right?"

The plastic model blinked her eyelashes: "Please hold the item a little farther away, I can't see the item clearly at such a close distance."

Only then did the middle-aged man realize that he was holding the socks too close, and he quickly moved back: "How about this?"

"This way I can see clearly~" The voice of the plastic model was sweet, "But this answer is wrong, my guest."

Middle-aged man: "..."

He felt that he had guessed correctly, his answer to the riddle was socks, and he had only found such a pair of socks after searching for so long.

As a unique existence, isn't it more likely to be the answer to the mystery?

After all, the plastic model has said it before, some players have the same riddle, but there is only one answer item.

It is precisely because of this kind of competition that the relationship between everyone is tense.

But now this plastic mannequin actually says that he found the answer wrong?

"Did you read it wrong?" The middle-aged man waved the cotton socks in his hand a few times in front of the plastic model unwillingly, "Look carefully again."

"Guest, I'm not short-sighted, so I can't make a mistake~" The voice of the plastic model seemed even sweeter, "And as long as you find the right item, I will tell you the truth. lied about the matter."

The middle-aged man was immediately frustrated.

He threw the pair of cotton socks on the ground as if venting, stepped on them hard, and then returned to the original position and started looking for things again.

The plastic mannequin says he found the item wrong, isn't it cotton socks?

What exactly is that?

Without a precise goal, it's useless for him to rummage aimlessly.

Even if he finds what he needs, he doesn't know, isn't that still useless?

The middle-aged man paused, and his whole body froze in place like a sculpture.

He frowned, lost in thought.

If the cotton socks were wrong, what was his answer?