Being a bug in a survival game

Qin Qi handed the household registration book to Su Tingyu. The latter looked at it for a few times and after understanding the general information, he was just about to put it into his bag when he was spotted by the sharp eyes of the other two players in the bedroom.

"Wait! What did you take?"

Su Tingyu paused for a moment, and then, with the two players staring at her closely, she slowly took away the household registration book and raised a slight smile: "A household registration book, the head of the household belongs to an old man."

After saying that, Su Tingyu put the household registration book into the bag and zipped it up.

"Just based on what you said, how do we know if you are lying to us?"

"Take out the household registration book. This room, but our teammates went to play games with NPCs to create the opportunity to come in."

The two players were still a little suspicious, thinking that Su Tingyu had hidden important clues, and wanted to force the latter to hand over his household registration book.

"Haha." Su Tingyu laughed twice and immediately calmed down his expression: "No."

"you--"

Su Tingyu hooked his fingers and said with a teasing look in his eyes: "Want it? It's simple, just have a fight with me, and I'll give it to you if you win."

Qin Qi, who was next to Su Tingyu, frowned slightly when he heard this. He turned to look at the two players and added in a low voice: "You're not fighting her, you're fighting me."

"this……"

The two players looked at each other in confusion. At this time, they finally remembered that Su Tingyu, one of whom was number one on the kill list, and the other who was fifth on the kill list, were both ruthless people.

"This round is not a hunting dungeon, it is a puzzle dungeon. We need to work together. If you have any clues, wouldn't it be better to share them! Why hide them?" Seeing that they refused to be tough, the two players began to persuade.

"I'm keeping the clues, not hiding them." Su Tingyu showed a kind smile that was considerate of everyone. As if she suddenly remembered something, she turned to ask: "By the way, Qin Qi, it seems that the panel system didn't say anything , if you’re not hunting dungeons, you can’t kill people, right?”

"Yes, you can kill them." Qin Qi stared at the two players and replied calmly.

"What do you want to do?!"

"Wait a minute... we're all friends, friends! Just take your household registration book."

When the two players heard this, they immediately panicked. How could they dare to force Su Tingyu to hand over his household registration book? Now they were only thinking about how to run out of the bedroom head and tail.

"That's right! We are all friends! Right?" Su Tingyu smiled with a friendly face: "I will keep the household registration book, is it okay?"

"No problem, no problem!"

"Absolutely no problem! Let's leave first..."

The two players nodded and hunched over, glancing randomly at the door, fearing that Su Tingyu and the others would block the door.

After waiting for a few seconds, they saw that Su Tingyu and the others made no movement and were still standing where they were, so they hurriedly ran out of the bedroom.

After they left, Su Tingyu and Qin Qi stayed in the bedroom for a while, looking through everything inside and out. After confirming, the only trace of life in the bedroom was the old woman named Cai Qunhua, and no other traces. people.

The problem arises. As the son of an old woman, it’s not surprising that the game boy in the living room appears here.

But he has an attitude of being obsessed with games. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a filial son who comes back temporarily to honor the elderly. Instead, he comes here to chew on the elderly?

Except for the game console installed in the living room, there are few traces of the game man's life, indicating that this man probably does not visit the old woman often.

Or, to put it another way, maybe the old woman doesn’t want to see her son, who is in his twenties and still obsessed with games.

Inflate again:

Three hundred thousand is here, one million is still far away~