Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

I saw a kid who was not waist-high as an adult walk in. He was wearing a small black and white striped suit, and his walking posture was very awkward. Coupled with his pretentious little face, no matter how you looked at it, it made people laugh. .

The little nurse who broke out in maternal love squatted down and asked, "What is your relationship with the patient?"

The little boy put his hands in his pockets, and glanced at the little nurse: "He is my father."

The little nurse's eyes wandered between the two.

From this point of view, the facial features of the two people, one big and one small, do have similarities, but... would such a small child be selected as a player?If this is the case, the game is too insane!

That's right, the little nurse is also a player.

The mode of this game dungeon is "secret group", everyone has a secret, and cannot let other players know this secret, otherwise...there is only one end, and that is death.

But according to the game, as long as you get the secrets of other people first, you can eliminate them. If there is only one player left in the end, that player will pass the level directly.

But there is another way to pass the level, that is to find the murderer of this murder case.

three days ago.

A murder occurred in the villa area.

Because the villa area occupies a vast area and the residents are separated by small gardens, they did not find out that a murder occurred in the villa immediately, and gave the murderer a chance to deal with the scene.

When the police arrived at the scene, there was only one corpse and the unconscious Shen Dongqing left.

As soon as the little nurse came in, she was a nurse at XX Hospital. She had the opportunity to get close to Shen Dongqing in a fair and honest way, but she didn't expect that this important role would directly suffer from amnesia.

However, I don't know if this amnesia is true or not, and I don't know whether Shen Dongqing is a player or an NPC, so the little nurse can only observe temporarily.

As for the little nurse's secret...

She glanced at Shen Dongqing calmly.

It happened that Shen Dongqing raised her eyes and met the little nurse's eyes.

The little nurse paused, smiled, and told the little boy: "Don't make any noise, I'll wait for you outside, if you need anything, you can call me."

Little boy: "Got it."

The little nurse actually wanted to stay in the room and listen to their conversation so as to get more clues. Given her identity, doing such a thing could easily be suspicious, so she had to withdraw temporarily.

After the translucent frosted glass door was closed, the little kid who had a stern face just now changed his face instantly, and climbed onto the hospital bed two or three times.

Shen Dongqing moved her buttocks, gave up half of the bed to the kid, and said with a bit of disgust, "Why are you here?"

The little kid looked shocked: "Can't I come?"

Shen Dongqing was too lazy to pretend to be a brat, and went straight to the point: "When did you come in?"

The little boy counted with his fingers: "Three days ago."

Shen Dongqing: "What's your secret?"

The little brat almost said it casually, but just as he uttered a word, he managed to react. He covered his mouth with two chubby little hands, and shook his head desperately: "I can't say it, I can't say it."

Shen Dongqing changed the question: "Where's Zhou Wenyan?"

It shouldn't be that all the brats came, but he didn't come.

Little kid: "At home." He paused, and added, "He can't come out."

Shen Dongqing didn't ask too many details, anyway, she would know when they met.Thinking of this, he jumped off the hospital bed and was about to go outside.

The little boy sat on the edge of the bed, swayed his short legs, and said, "There are people outside."

Shen Dongqing looked outside through the frosted glass door, and there were two policemen in uniform sitting at the door, who seemed to be fully armed.

The little boy shook his head: "Three days ago, your mother died."

Shen Dongqing:?

Do you know that saying that is a curse word?

The little boy realized that this sentence was a bit ambiguous, stuck out his tongue, and changed his explanation: "Your stepmother is dead."

Shen Dongqing was a little upset.

Why does this game like to let him be someone else's son?You must know that at his age, just pulling anyone is enough to be his father's father.

Standing at the door, Shen Dongqing weighed the strength of himself and the two people outside, and felt that he could knock them down, but he also claimed to be a good young man in the new era, who never broke the law and discipline, so naturally he couldn't collapse his own design.

He thought for a while and said, "Let's open the window."

wow-

The window opened, and Shen Dongqing lowered her head. This is the fourth floor, not particularly high.

The little kid jumped down, a little puzzled: "Why are you going out? Now you can't go to Big Daddy's place."

Shen Dongqing: "How do you know?"

The little kid said: "The plot hasn't officially started yet, you can only go home after it starts."

Shen Dongqing said "Oh", it's not a big problem if he can't go to Zhou Wenyan's place, he's already a few years old, and he won't die just because of a separation, so naturally he wants to go out——

"Is there a hot pot restaurant nearby?"

Little boy: "Hot pot? What is that?"

It's a pity that he has been staying in the ghost town, and has never come out to see this colorful world.

Shen Dongqing immediately cast a pitiful look at the little kid, and he waved: "Let's go, cheap son."

The two people, one big and one small, were also bold people of Yigao, they just climbed down the drainage pipe outside the wall and the protruding balcony, and finally jumped lightly and landed on the lawn.

Shen Dongqing patted the dust off her hands, and walked out swaggeringly with her cheap son.

The hospital is located in the center of the city, and you can see the colorful neon lights of the shopping mall building two streets away.

Shen Dongqing found a very popular hotpot restaurant and walked in. She was so wealthy that she ordered all the dishes on the menu plus a red oil pot bottom.

The waiter looked sideways at this person who was wearing a hospital gown and looked like he had just come out of the hospital.

Among other things, I have never seen a patient come to eat hot pot.

Not only did this patient not avoid eating anything, but he also ate very happily.

The little kid from the country has seen this kind of fighting before, and the nose and tears will fly straight after two mouthfuls. Just this one without loose mouth, and then pour a can of fat house happy water, the little kid suddenly thinks that being the king of ghosts is meaningless. It's better to be a hot pot restaurant owner.

When Shen Dongqing heard about the little kid's ambitions, she nodded approvingly: "Not bad, not bad, I will be the owner of the hotpot restaurant and his father at that time, it's pretty good."

The two of them ate happily and didn't notice a table of young people coming next to them.

Several young people ordered food and began to scan their mobile phones. Someone glanced at Weibo and suddenly asked, "Have you heard about the murder?"

After making a head start, others followed suit.

"I've heard, it's said that she died as a rich lady."

"Tch—that rich wife is actually the mistress. It is said that she pissed off her ex-wife, and she is not good to the children left behind by her ex-wife. She wanted to kill her and let her own child take over, but unfortunately she didn't succeed."

"No way, this is a legal society."

"There's nothing wrong with it. Who can say clearly about the rich, but this rich lady offended someone and was stabbed to death at home."

"Hmm...the one who stayed behind from the main room could not do it."

"I can't tell, I can't tell."

After chatting for a while, they lost interest in the murder and moved on to other topics.

Shen Dongqing rubbed a piece of hairy belly slowly, and said, "Is it me?"

The little boy was so hot that he couldn't say anything: "Yes, yes, yes..."

Shen Dongqing: "So our mission is to find the murderer?"

The little boy nodded, and suddenly raised his head halfway through eating, and said vaguely: "It can't really be you, can it?"

Shen Dongqing thought for a moment: "I don't think so."

Little Kid: "Why?"

Shen Dongqing's words are well-founded: "If the murderer is really me, if I go out and blow myself up immediately, wouldn't the game be over right away? I don't think I'm so mentally handicapped, do you think so?"

The little boy quickly connected: "I think so too."

After finishing the hot pot, the two bought milk tea and sneaked back into the room in the dark.

Fortunately, no one came in during this time, and no one in the ward disappeared.

Shen Dongqing took a sip of milk tea, sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, and sighed: "This is life."

After leaving this bullshit game, he will enjoy life.

Whether it is the status of the ghost king or the ability of the ghost, it is not as good as a hot pot.

Shen Dongqing stayed in the hospital for another day, and after confirming that her body had fully recovered, she went through the discharge procedures.

But because he is a VIP client of the hospital, he has been accompanied by nurses in the near future to avoid accidents.Of course, that candidate is the little nurse.

Also, because the murder case has not been closed, the police originally wanted to send someone to protect Shen Dongqing, but it may be due to the plot of the game. He has a bodyguard by his side, so the police just let him not leave for a while. This city is convenient for paging at any time.

Shen Dongqing agreed without hesitation, after all he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

So he took a nurse, a bodyguard, and a cheap son back home.

In this game, Shen Dongqing was born into a rich family with a complicated family background.

Father Shen married his first wife when he was young, took advantage of his father-in-law's influence to make a fortune, and gave birth to a son.But I didn't expect that he still had a mistress outside, almost a son born with his first wife, who was only a few days younger than the previous one.

Later, the original partner died, and Shen's father quickly married Xiaosan and made her a stepmother.Maybe it's because he doesn't do things properly, or maybe it's because of the needs of the plot. Shen's father just passed away in a car accident some time ago, and the inheritance left behind has not been distributed, so there is still a lot of wrangling.

But not long after, the stepmother who was most likely to get most of the inheritance was also stabbed to death.

From this point of view, Shen Dongqing's suspicion is the biggest.

But in the absence of evidence, no one can jump to conclusions.

The car drove slowly into the yard.

When Shen Dongqing got out of the car, she saw a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses standing on the steps, holding a thick stack of documents in his hand.

"I'm a lawyer, and I'm in charge of Mr. Shen's estate." The middle-aged man reported his family name.

Shen Dongqing nodded slightly, and led a group of people into the villa.

Just a few days ago, a murder case happened in the villa. Even after cleaning up, there was still a smell of blood in the air.

As soon as Shen Dongqing walked in, he saw another person sitting on the sofa in the hall. That person was old and dressed as a priest, and he smiled kindly when he saw Shen Dongqing.

"Mrs. Shen was a devout believer before her death. Mrs. Shen left suddenly. I think she should hope to hold the funeral in the manner of a believer." After finishing speaking, the priest saluted.

Shen Dongqing nodded, and walked under the crystal chandelier in the center of the hall.

After the last person entered the villa, the gate of the villa closed with a "bang", which startled the little nurse.She looked back and found a butler with a serious face standing in the dark.

It's about people, not anything else.

The little nurse silently breathed a sigh of relief.

The steward said: "Since everyone is here, I'll ask the second young master to come down."

His footsteps were fast but not in a hurry, and he walked steadily up the stairs leading to the second floor, and his back disappeared around the corner, as if swallowed by some monster.

A group of people sat down on the sofa and looked at the others in silence.

Shen Dongqing was the most comfortable, leaning lazily on the sofa cushion, grabbed a handful of nuts and gnawed slowly.

There was a little boy sitting next to him, their expressions and movements were almost identical, and the two of them gnawed on nuts, sweeping away the serious atmosphere.

It doesn't matter if it's not serious, someone started a conversation, and everyone gave a brief introduction.

Of course, what was introduced was not the identity of the player, but the identity assigned in the game. With this introduction, the players suddenly discovered that although there were few people, there were no duplicate occupations.

Nurses, bodyguards, lawyers, priests, the rich second generation and the son of the rich second generation, and a housekeeper upstairs.

From a professional point of view, it must not be easy for these few people to gather here.

After waiting for a while, the poker-faced butler came down from upstairs, followed by a young man.

The young man has a tall and straight figure, especially the extraordinarily long legs. It is no problem to look at the figure to be a model. When he gets closer, his facial features are even more beautiful, as bright and sharp as diamonds.

He didn't go downstairs, but stopped on the steps, and glanced at a group of uninvited guests sitting on the sofa.

When she was stared at, the little nurse blushed inexplicably.

It's a pity that the person just swept past and didn't stop there.

The butler said, "This is our second young master, why did you come here?"

The little nurse hurriedly replied: "I am here to take care of the patient. The patient has just been discharged from the hospital. Our director is worried about his health and asked me to take care of him."

The patient was peeling bananas there. He didn't look like a patient at all. It was rare for him to find time between eating to say hello to Zhou Wenyan who was standing on the stairs silently.

A smile appeared in Zhou Wenyan's eyes.

The lawyer said: "I came here for the distribution of Mr. Shen's legacy." He also patted his briefcase, which contained a thick stack of documents, "Mr. day."

The bodyguard said, "I'm here to protect the young master."

The priest raised his hand and drew a sign of the cross: "Mrs. Shen was a religious believer before her death. I want to hold a religious funeral for her."

Everyone finished talking, only Shen Dongqing didn't know what he was doing back here, looked left and right, and finally choked out a sentence: "I... I'll come back to see you."

The little boy raised his hand and said crisply: "Me too!"

The other players thought, this excuse is too blunt, won't they be kicked out?

Fortunately, the second young master didn't chase anyone away, and just nodded: "In that case, please stay here first, housekeeper, and arrange rooms for all the guests."

The butler leaned over: "Yes, Second Young Master, please come with me, all guests."

The players have no objection.

They knew that the plot took place in this villa, so naturally they didn't want to leave arguing, but followed the butler upstairs very cooperatively.

After a while, only Shen Dongqing and the little boy were left in the hall.

Zhou Wenyan was still standing on the second staircase, and had no intention of going downstairs.

Shen Dongqing patted the residue on her hands, walked over, and asked curiously, "Can't you come down?"

There was a little difference in height between the two, but now Zhou Wenyan was standing on the steps, taller than Shen Dongqing, so he could only bend down and gently wipe off a little food residue from the corner of his mouth.

"This is... my secret." He pressed his palm on Shen Dongqing's shoulder, and whispered in a low voice.

Shen Dongqing, an expert at destroying the atmosphere, rolled her eyes: "...Oh, isn't it just a secret? I have it too."

Zhou Wenyan took Shen Dongqing's hand: "Let's go, go up and have a look."

The little boy who was left behind was not convinced, and came up on his short legs, yelling, "I want it, I want it too!"

It's just that before he touched the corner of Shen Dongqing's clothes, Zhou Wenyan's gaze caught him first.

The little kid shrank his hands in fear, and whispered: "If you don't go, you won't go, stingy—" He looked up and watched the figures of the two adults gradually go away, thinking, "Why is it more scary than before? ?”