Hell App

Not long after, the twelve o'clock bell rang.

The maid Su Xiaoqian followed the mistress downstairs and saw Zhu Fugui serving the food, she said to the mistress, and quickly walked to the kitchen to serve the food with Zhu Fugui.

With the cooperation of the two people, the dishes were put on the table in a short while. However, in the end, Su Xiaoqian's face turned livid, and the dish she served happened to be the ‘three squeaky dishes’.

Seeing the dying mice piled together, she almost shook her hands and put the vegetables on the table. She hates mice the most in her life and almost couldn't help throwing the plate out just now.

All kinds of dishes have been prepared. Before the formal dinner, the hostess picked up a plate and picked up some of the various dishes, and piled the plates full.

Then, she picked up another mouse cub, dipped it in the sauce, and piled the sauce-colored mouse cub on the top of the plate in the same way. Then, the hostess handed the plate to Su Xiaoqian, and whispered to her: "Give these to my eldest son. He lives in the cellar. I told you where the cellar is. My eldest son is having trouble recently. If you don’t like eating, you must watch him and coax him to eat these things."

Seeing the little mouse who was constantly struggling and twisting at the top of the meal, Su Xiaoqian wanted to scream. But she knew the consequences of being irrational in the game, so she nodded with a stiff face, and responded with difficulty: "Yes, ma'am, I know."

While she was serving the plate, the mouse cub was still squeaking weakly. Su Xiaoqian couldn't bear this kind of torture, so she hurriedly left the hall with the plate, and wanted to hand over the things on the plate quickly.

After Su Xiaoqian left, the host and the second son of the family also started to dine downstairs and sat in their respective seats.

"Who made the lunch?" The host suddenly asked after he took a seat.

"Yes...It's me."

Facing the male host’s questioning, Zhu Fugui was a little uneasy. Although he had tried his best to cook, the rotten cat and dog meat really couldn't make satisfying dishes.

He also listened to Bai Yan's suggestion. However, in addition to seasonings, there are no additives that can turn decay into magic in the kitchen. So even though he sprinkled a lot of anecdotes, he still couldn't hide the nauseating stench.

Fortunately, the male host just asked casually. After asking this sentence, he didn't speak any more, but picked up the knife and fork and ate with relish.

Whether it was dragon tiger fighting or other dishes, including the terrifying cat head and dog head, he and the hostess also ate with relish, and quickly wiped out all the meat dishes.

And their youngest son did not have the same appetite as them. He only drank two spoons of soup and ate a little vegetable, so he didn't move the tableware again.

This directly led to all the leftovers piled on the boy's plate except for the meat and vegetables that were eaten up by the couple.

The abnormal behavior of the youngest son attracted the attention of everyone present.

The game allows them to live in this villa and take care of a family of four, which shows that this family is definitely not a normal person.

With this psychological construction, everyone accepted the horror recipes of the hostess and the male host well, but the boy was too normal, but not so normal.

Including Bai Yan, everyone has their own guesses. But now is not the time to discuss issues, they all stand silently, waiting for the three to finish their lunch.

"Yes, today's food is very good." After a full meal, the host looked very satisfied: "Especially the mouse dipping sauce, the taste is particularly good, it seems that the chef is paying attention."

"Thank you, thank you... This dish was actually not what I thought, it was taught to me by the butler." Zhu Fugui didn't dare to take credit, and he stammered and confessed: "Without the guidance of the butler, I would never have thought it could be done like this. Cooking."

"It seems that our housekeeper is very thoughtful, yes, keep it up." The hostess said with satisfaction: "Housekeeper, I just answered a call. The day after tomorrow, I am going to hold a banquet at home. Please invite some old friends. You can advance The preparation for the banquet, of course, don’t forget, there must be a rat dish on the table."

"I remember, sir."

Bai Yan wrote the matter on the memo, and then continued to observe the second son of the family.

As before, the boy did not eat another bite until the end of the dinner, and let Zhu Fugui put all the tableware off the table.

After eating, the couple went upstairs early. Seeing that the boy got up slowly and wanted to leave, Bai Yan walked quickly, bowed his head and asked in a soft voice, "Little master, today’s food is not suitable. Do you have an appetite? I think you eat very little."

Facing Bai Yan's question, the boy only glanced up at him, and did not speak.

Seeing the boy's uncooperative attitude, Bai Yan knew that he couldn't ask anything.

The identity given to him by the game is the housekeeper, after all, he is a servant. And the boy, no matter how young he is, is one of the owners of this house. No matter what the reason, the servant couldn't justify asking the master, so he could only let go of this opportunity and watch the boy leave.

After the three villa owners had left, Lu Tianyi, who had been bodyguards all morning, the cook Zhu Fugui, and Bai Yan finally had the opportunity to gather together and exchange the information they had obtained.

At present, although the owner of the villa has a taste for weirdness, he has not learned the true meaning of capitalists. They kindly gave them a one-hour break at noon. Taking advantage of this effort, they went to Anqing, where they had limited mobility and would not leave the room easily, and exchange information with other people who had gathered.

"Liu Kui and I found nothing in the garden. Those Chinese roses are ordinary flowers, nothing unusual." Gardener Li Hao said, "What about you guys, have you found anything?"

"No, the male host reads in the study all morning. I have been standing behind him and found no problems." Lu Tianyi said with a headache: "While the male host is reading, I try to ask the male host if I can leave the villa, or Could you let me walk around and figure out the inside of the villa to better protect him, but the male host does not allow it. He said it is safe and does not require me to pay too much attention."

"If there is no danger, please ask for a bodyguard. It is really painful for a rich person." The driver Liu Kui said sourly, "I think he hired a bodyguard just to pretend to be forced. Only if someone has been standing behind him can he show his nobleness. Identity."

"Brother Liu, what do you care about with him? We don't even know whether he is a human or a ghost." One morning, Li Hao and Liu Kui had a good relationship, and they joked: "And if he is an NPC, he might live But 7 days, maybe we will hang up before we leave, making a heroic sacrifice for us to find the way."

"Oh, do you guys say it interesting? I want to hear it more realistically." Yang Qi interrupted them gloomily: "I did what you said in the morning, but I didn't find anything. The hostess and that little kid They are all in my room. They stare at me, so I don’t dare to turn things around. Other guest rooms are nothing but waste paper. I cleaned the room all morning, and I had to spend my energy looking through these things. It was folded, and no one came to help me."

"..." Faced with Yang Qi's complaint, everyone was speechless. Everyone is assigned a task by the owner of the villa. Where can I help her?

And when he first stepped into the door, the hostess confessed that only the cleaner and the maid could do the cleaning of the room. The maid had been working with his wife in the morning, and was instructed to deliver lunch at noon, and it really couldn't help her.

When Yang Qi complained, Bai Yan also had an idea.

He originally thought that the teammates who matched in the morning could use a bit better than the group of players who dared to match until midnight. It now appears that the quality of teammates has improved a bit, at least there will be no one who will cry and weep as soon as they enter the field.

However, the improvement of quality does not mean that there are brains. The friendly team in this game will know that it is a type of brain that is not bright.

However, it's not bad that the brain is not bright. People are stupid and easy to deal with, coaxing them to die, and then pushing them out as cannon fodder when something happens.

Thinking diverged here, Bai Yan quickly dispelled the idea.

He chanted a few words in his heart, "If you want to be ignorant, you can't do anything by yourself", "People are doing it, the sky is watching", "Always walk by the river, how can you not wet your shoes", feeling that the brain is still hot, still When I wanted to do something, I repeated it a few times, and finally cooled down a bit, and no idea of ​​framing the teammates and thieves.

In the last round of the game, he let himself go and left a Chu Fu, but his post was exposed on the homepage for six days, and it is estimated that it is still hanging on it.

Unless he can kill all his teammates in the same game, or his current identity will be exposed sooner or later, and he will be listed on the forum by a surviving player, he can't treat everyone as a fool.

Moreover, finding a reliable teammate in the late game is the best way to clear the game. There are many dead ends in the later stage, and random matching is extremely dangerous. In case it matches a group to destroy the engine, and step on a dead end at the beginning, then the group of people will have to play with him, and they don't even know how to die.

At least, he can't indulge in the game before getting the big gift package. For the greatest happiness, he must restrain himself and give up some trivial little pleasures.

Perhaps, after resurrecting Wang Ze and stabbing him to death, he can find another App and come in for another round.

Until then, he can play whatever he wants.

...

After the four people in front of them explained their harvest, they saw that Zhu Fugui hadn’t said anything, so they said for him: “When I was helping Lao Zhu in the kitchen, I found that there was only rotten cat, dog, and snake meat in this kitchen. There is also rat meat. There are only a few vegetables. I guess it will be used up in the evening. The host and hostess of the villa ate a lot of meat at noon today, and they especially liked Lao Zhu’s three-cheese dishes."

"In addition, the second son of this family only ate a little vegetable at noon and drank a few mouthfuls of vegetable soup. It seemed that he was not interested in spoiled meat."

After listening to Bai Yan's information, An Qing bit her finger to think.

But without waiting for her to think carefully, she heard Yang Qi screaming next to her: "There is some rotten meat in the kitchen, so what shall we eat? I don't want to eat dead cats and dead mice!"