Forces of Temptation

Doing manual tasks is stumbling.

As Shen Jie said in his evaluation, Li Yinhang's hands-on ability is indeed not very good.

Her Brain: You Learned.

Her hand: you fart.

But fortunately, like everyone else in front of her, she had a smooth transition and built a "home" sloppily without any unexpected troubles.

For the next computer game task, the fitness coach quickly followed up.

The game mechanism of "Xiao Ming" is similar to eating chicken.

The level of the fitness coach game is quite limited, and it perfectly plays the exclusive operations of various primary school students.

Thin Monkey's mean mouth is mean, but he is not bad as a teammate.

Taking advantage of the gap between reading the game bar, he instructed the fitness trainer to continue the task that he hadn't had time to complete when he was searching the computer just now—sweeping every corner of the computer to find useful information.

Unfortunately, the computer was cleaned extremely clean.

Social software, no.

Recycle bin, empty.

Family photo, no.

Browsing history, no.

Hidden folders, no.

The thin monkey hated that his abilities were useless, and was so angry that he wanted to smash the computer.

Seeing that the task handover time was approaching, he had no choice but to leave the second bedroom, go to the children's room, picked up the diary, and began to record the day's itinerary truthfully.

The skinny monkey, who is accustomed to using a keyboard and mouse and has not held a pen for a long time, has the same writing ability as a primary school student.

He was biting the penholder, thinking hard, how the hell did he write the word "cake" in "I ate cake today".

In the middle of writing, the lawyer surnamed Yu that he hated the most came in in a wheelchair, glanced at his half-finished work from behind, and let out a low laugh.

Thin Monkey: "..." Laughing chicken feathers.

Yu Tuisi said narrowly, "You imitate elementary school students very well."

Thin Monkey: "..."

But in this situation, what he said was a good thing.

The thin monkey rolled his eyes from choking, and muttered softly, "What are you doing here?"

Yu Tuisi pulled the wheelchair with one hand, walked to the door of the children's room, raised his hand to press the door frame, and gestured to close the door.

Thin Monkey: "...Hello!?"

Yu Tuisi smiled and said, "I have something to do."

On the door panel of the children's room, there are three or four traces drawn with a ruler, starting from 90 centimeters above the ground and reaching a maximum of 128 centimeters, with the date of measurement marked next to it.

Yu Tuisi discovered this detail during his afternoon nap.

Due to physical reasons, Yu Tuisi has a different field of vision than other people, and often has contact with the surrounding environment far more than normal people.

So he can discover some things that are difficult to capture easily from the perspective of normal people.

Just as Yu Tuisi was about to pull the wheelchair back, there was a well-mannered knock on the door.

Yu Tuisi: "Please come in."

Nan Zhou poked his head in: "What are you doing?"

Yu Tui smiled thoughtfully.

After less than a day of getting along, Yu Tuisi discovered that although Nan Zhou had an unusually cold and indifferent face, his habits were like a cat's. No matter what other people were doing, he always wanted to come and have a look and pet him.

"That gentleman is being a good boy, obediently writing a diary." Yu Tuisi said with a smile, "As for me, I just need a helper."

Good boy Skinny Monkey: "..."

After Nan Zhou squeezed in through the crack of the door, the children's room suddenly seemed cramped.

The thin monkey didn't dare to say too much, so he could only pretend that these two people didn't exist.

Yu Tuisi touched the scale behind the door panel: "Look here."

Nan Zhou: "What is this?"

Yu Tuisi paused for a moment: "Generally, there are some at home, and they are used to measure children's height."

Nan Zhou hummed: "Our family has never tested this."

Yu Tuisi didn't ask too many questions, and stroked the door panel: "Smell and see."

Nan Zhou approached and sniffed lightly.

A faint smell of log lacquer floats into the nose, neither pungent nor strong, but there is an unpleasant smell that seems to be lingering.

"All the door panels in the house are made of this kind of real wood paint. It is a real wood paint." Yu Tuisi said, "A few years ago, my wife and I chose this kind of paint when we decorated our new house. The lacquer was selected by us and painted together, but at the time we only wanted to look beautiful, and after installing it, we found that the smell of formaldehyde was very difficult to dissipate. It took about two years for it to get better."

Nan Zhou understood what he meant: "Has this house been renovated within two years?"

"This should be."

Yu Tuisi seemed to be a good-natured senior, and he patiently listed his findings: "The wallpaper is not very new, but it has no traces of damp. From the degree of wear and tear of the sofa cover in the living room, and the fluff of the sofa cushion Judging from the situation of the ball, the sofa should also be replaced soon, one year, two years, it is possible."

Nanzhou looked at the date of the earliest height measurement on the door panel, which was about 1 meter above the ground.

It has been one year and eight months since the last measurement date.

He speculated reasonably: "This house is a new house bought about two years ago?"

Yu Tuisi shook his head, stepped back the wheelchair, pointed to the gap in the floor close to the wall, and said, "Look, there are traces of beautiful seams here."

Nanzhou asked again: "What is a beauty seam?"

Yu Tuisi: "..."

...He found that Nan Zhou's cleverness seemed to be a bit of a slant.

He explained carefully: "The tiles at home have been used for a long time, and the gaps will become larger, discolored, and collapsed, so it is necessary to beautify the gaps...it should be regarded as a small home improvement."

With that said, Yu Tuisi bent down and scratched the gap between the wall and the floor with his fingertips.

"The result of a beautiful seam depends entirely on the craftsmanship of the master. It is inevitable that there will be some minor problems in the details, such as incomplete filling, filling overflow, etc... The part next to the wall is most likely to have such problems."

With a little effort, he broke off a short section of overflowing and solidified object against the wall, and fiddled with his palm: "Look, the surface is filled with epoxy resin, but there is a little latex-colored oily seam stuck underneath. agent. These are two different sewing materials.”

Nanzhou took advantage of the situation and came to a conclusion: "At least two beautiful stitches have been done at home?"

"That's right." Yu Tuisi said, "It stands to reason that there should be a period of time between each seam, and it will be meaningful to have another seam until a certain degree of wear and tear appears in the gaps in the floor."

Yu Tuisi: "Therefore, either Xiao Ming's family bought a second-hand house, or Xiao Ming's family has lived here for a long time."

Nan Zhou: "Hmm..."

Nan Zhou: "...So?"

Yu Tuisi said, "Excuse me, tear up the wallpaper here."

The thin monkey who had been sitting in the auditorium was startled: "...Hello!"

Yu Tuisi pressed his palm to him, signaling him not to speak, and at the same time gestured to Nan Zhou: "Don't tear too much first. Just tear the piece behind the door."

Nanzhou didn't move.

Yu Tuisi: "Is there any problem?"

Nan Zhou said without hesitation, "I was thinking, why did you let me tear it up?"

Yu Tuisi fell silent.

Nan Zhou said: "Your teammate Chen Sufeng is outside, but you don't call him."

Nan Zhou added: "Although you are sitting, it's not like you can't do things like tearing up the wallpaper."

After waiting for Yu Tuisi to respond for a long time, Nan Zhou nodded clearly: "You are afraid that something will happen if you tear it up. You want to trick me."

Yu Tuisi held his forehead and sighed.

He said that this guy's cleverness is really a slant.

"Yes, I do have this concern." Yu Tuisi, who had been exposed for his scheming, quickly straightened his expression and said, "I have such a problem as a person who tends to look forward and backward and think too much. If you are not more than [-]% sure, It's hard for me to make a decision to put myself and my teammates at risk."

Nan Zhou remained unmoved.

Yu Tuisi continued: "However, if there is really the clue I deduce behind the door, if you tear off the wallpaper, the clue will be discovered by you, and the points will also be yours."

Nan Zhou reacted very quickly: "You said that."

Yu Tuisi: "..." He wondered if Nan Zhou had been waiting for him to say this for a long time.

He shook the wheelchair back, giving Nan Zhou enough space.

Nanzhou moved very neatly, tearing off a piece of wallpaper behind the door several times.

On the white walls wrapped in exquisite wallpaper, there are seven or eight traces of aging.

The same is the scale for measuring height.

But the time marked next to the scale was 12 years ago at the earliest.

The time span and height are also much higher than the new scale on the back of the door panel.

【Ding--】

[Congratulations to player Nan Zhou for collecting the clue "another family member". 】

[Congratulations to "Cubic Ark" team player Nan Zhou, who won the "Xiao Ming's Daily" main plot reward x1, rewarding experience points of 200—"]

After Nan Zhou quietly listened to the rewards, he raised his finger and brushed the marker writing on the wall.

...as the bonus note says, another member of this family once lived there.

A child who is much older than Xiaoming.

He used to live in Xiao Ming's room, and was pulled behind the door by his parents to stand, measuring his height again and again.

Ta's dark eyes rolled around, trying to see how tall he had grown, but his parents smiled and pressed his shoulders, telling him not to move around.

The last time he measured his height, it was 1.6 meters five.

According to the basic standard and time span of normal children's physical growth, plus the calculation of the year marked when Xiao Ming's height was measured, this child should be about 20 years old now.

It's the age to go to college.

Regarding the loss of 200 points, Yu Tuisi just shrugged.

Compared with the increase or decrease of points, he is more inclined to be safe and conservative.

He explained why he made the judgment that there were clues behind the door: "Judging from the hair, the third person who disappeared in the family was a woman. Then, she may be Xiao Ming's sister, or she may be Xiao Ming's mother."

"I think, if people have lived in this apartment for a long enough time, and even renovated it many times, then my sister may have lived in this children's room."

Speaking of this, he sighed softly: "...the perfume of Miss Coco in the closet is indeed a fragrance that young women prefer."

"The person who has lived in this family is more likely to be my sister. Not my mother."

On this day, they discovered quite a lot.

But the horror they experienced was lackluster, just like a real elementary school student's daily life, passing quickly like a running account.

As the time for her mission approached, Shen Jie's anxiety became more and more palpable.

She bit her nails, her elbows resting on her knees were trembling slightly along with her legs.

There is death in this room.

And if you want to find the most suitable place to dismember the body, there is no better place than the bathroom.

At 9 o'clock in the middle of the night, she was going to such a place to wash her hair...

Seeing Shen Jie's pale face, the fitness trainer could not bear it: "Sister Shen, why don't I go."

Shen Jie collected herself, waved her hand and said, "It's okay."

She is the leader of "Shunfeng", and she must take up her responsibilities.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she stood up and said, "I'll go get ready first."

Nan Zhou, who had obtained 200 points, was studying the items in the shopping mall list. Hearing Shen Jie's slightly blunt tone, he couldn't help raising his head and staring at her back.

He asked Jiang Fang, "Why is she nervous?"

"Most people have all kinds of worries when they take a bath." Jiang Fang explained, "Worry about ghosts reaching out from the mirror, worry about someone touching your neck from behind when the foam covers your eyes... ..."

Nan Zhou: "Me? Why did the ghost touch my neck?"

"I don't have any clothes on. He saw me. The man is okay. What if it's a female ghost." Nan Zhou entangled with this question seriously, "Then who is playing hooligan?"

Jiang Fang: "..."

Shen Jie who just walked out not far: "..."

Nan Zhou continued to ask: "If something like a ghost appears in the bathroom, does it always stay in the bathroom?"

Jiang Fang: "If it's an earth-bound spirit, it's possible."

Nanzhou: "Isn't it entertaining?"

Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows: "Maybe not."

Nan Zhou: "Where will it hide? In the mirror? In the toilet? If no one looks in the mirror, will it get bored? What will it do if someone goes to the toilet?"

Nan Zhou: "Also, what should I do if I encounter home decoration?"

Nan Zhou: "Will it still be there when you put on putty and make beautiful seams?"

Jiang Fang couldn't help smiling: "...Maybe."

Nan Zhou nodded: "Then she can't hide even if she hates formaldehyde."

Shen Jie's spirit, stretched to the limit, gradually relaxed under Nan Zhou's repeated questions.

Regardless of whether Nan Zhou was intentionally helping her relieve her fear, she still said "thank you" in her heart.

Since a woman's scalp was found in the floor drain of the master bedroom, Shen Jie naturally chose the bathroom next to the children's room to perform the task.

However, there was a slight problem with her mission.

The shower head in this bathroom is broken, and only a few thin streams of yellow water can be sprayed out.

Right now, it was impossible for her to go to the master bedroom, let alone use the bathtub.

If she lies in the bathtub, her activities will be more restricted, and if she encounters a crisis, she will have no time to react.

Therefore, she chose the same method as Chen Sufeng took a bath at noon - washing her hair with the sink.

She turned on the faucet and turned it to hot water mode.

A thick mist rose up.

Shen Jie's figure in the mirror gradually blurred, making it hard to see clearly.

Shen Jie vigorously wiped away the mist on the mirror, stared at herself in the mirror, and gritted her teeth.

She must go back.

Her daughter is still waiting for her.

Shen Jie gritted her teeth, bent down, and completely soaked her hair in the half-full sink, and calmed down her numb scalp little by little in the comfort of the hot water.

nothing.

It must be fine.

At the end of the day, no one encountered a ghost, so she was allowed to encounter it for no reason.

After barely calming down, Shen Jie started to squeeze the shampoo at hand.

Shampoo becomes very runny when diluted with warm water.

Yuba, which is like the sun, dazzles the eyes with the light reflected on the swaying water waves.

In order to avoid looking directly at the mirror-like water surface, and to prevent shampoo from flowing into her eyes, Shen Jie couldn't help but look away from the water surface.

She kept bending over and bowing her head, put her hands on her hair, and was about to rub it.

At this moment when I completely bent down...

From the gap under the armpit, Shen Jie saw a pair of pale feet standing motionless not far behind her.

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