amaotonovel Chapter 1107 A Passerby Cannon Fodder in an Infinite Flow Dimension (Part 30)
Chapter 1107 A Passerby Cannon Fodder in an Infinite Flow Dimension (Part 30)
The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. After all, she was only using the NPC's body and knew nothing about the original owner's past. Now, she was suddenly given the identity of "mother" and had two strange children...
"Uh, can you guys get out of here?"
Miaomiao opened her mouth, her throat terribly dry. She would figure out those questions later, but what she wanted to know more about now was whether the room was sealed off and whether there was any way out.
"Dad said it's dangerous outside, we need to stay with Mom."
The little boy still had that same rigid demeanor, and his pure black eyes looked at her like a robot.
However, he completely avoided the core question Miaomiao asked: "Can we go out?"
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the child seemed to have said enough and turned back to sit upright.
Seeing this, Miaomiao decided not to press the matter further. She really didn't have much energy, and it was unlikely that she could get any more information out of the two children for the time being.
She gritted her teeth, leaning against the headboard, feeling extremely weak and uncomfortable.
Perhaps because she had nothing to do, Miaomiao subconsciously glanced at the strands of hair that fell over her shoulder, and her pupils contracted slightly.
She remembered seeing rough, dry, long brown hair in the parking lot before, which had terrified her and made her think she'd seen a ghost. But now, how had that hair that had scared her so much turned into long, golden hair exactly like the two little boys'?
Therefore, the background of her game now is the same as the promotional leaflet she saw before she fell asleep; it should depict Europeans and Americans from ancient Earth...
Miaomiao had already briefly looked around the room, but even now, upon closer inspection, she could still spot some oddities.
The room was simply furnished, and in a dark corner on the edge, an exhaust fan was humming and working.
In one corner, an old-fashioned surveillance camera that Miaomiao had never seen before was slowly rotating. It was called an old-fashioned surveillance camera because it was bulky, but it also showed that it was high-tech.
Aside from that, there were only small stools and tables with peeling paint, and not even cups for drinking water or bowls and chopsticks for eating. The whole room was spotless, the floor was very clean, and there was no bathroom...
The bed she was on was surprisingly luxurious, or rather, compared to the rest of the room, the bedding was thick and looked brand new...
Oh, right, on the wall opposite the bed, there's an old round clock hanging there, its hands ticking away clearly in the quiet room.
The hum of the exhaust fan and the ticking of the clock, in such silence, could drive a normal person crazy, yet the two children remained remarkably calm...
While Miaomiao was stuck in a helpless stalemate, Xie Chenzhou on the other side had a face so gloomy it could drip water.
As soon as he stepped into this world, he sensed that something was wrong with his surroundings. At that time, he was sitting in a somewhat messy office.
The old-fashioned decor everywhere, the bulky and cold black landline phone not far from the table, the yellowish-gray paint on the walls, and the people in dark police uniforms everywhere—it all seemed to place this timeline decades ahead of the world he and Miaomiao originally lived in...
In fact, throughout the entire police station, there was only one office with an old-fashioned computer with a bulky screen and a large body; the rest of the place didn't have a single decent electronic device.
What made him feel even more uneasy was that his hands were not his own; his finger bones were thick and large. When he saw himself in the faint reflection in the glass, he felt even more gloomy. He now had short, blond hair.
Although the glass obscured his features, it still revealed a deep, defined outline, suggesting a European or American appearance, quite different from his original features.
But none of this was enough to move him. He didn't care if he became an old man. What truly made him surge with rage and exude a terrifying aura was the disappearance of Miaomiao.
Just a moment ago, he was holding her hand tightly, his fingertips clearly feeling her warmth and soft touch. But now, when he opened his eyes again, all that remained in his palm was an empty, cold emptiness. This world was terrifyingly unfamiliar, and the person he had risked his life to protect had vanished without a trace.
"Where is she?!"
Xie Chenzhou's voice was as deep as if it had been tempered with ice, carrying a chilling and sinister quality.
He didn't look at anyone around him, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, the obsession and madness surging in his eyes almost overflowing. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a pervert who would chop off people's hands and feet at will.
At least the game NPCs who were originally somewhat smug were now frozen in place by Xie Chenzhou's sudden terrifying aura. Despite having killed so many people, the man in front of them seemed more like a psychopath than a serial killer.
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Ding! The team members are currently in the middle of a story event and are not in any immediate danger.
We may meet in three days.
Players, please focus on the story—the mystery of this story is: Who is the murderer?
The cold system notification sounded abruptly, and after saying that, it was as if the connection had been completely severed, with no further response, no matter how Xie Chenzhou threatened or bribed him.
The air around Xie Chenzhou grew increasingly cold.
He silently withdrew his gaze, suppressing his almost explosive emotions, and his eyes fell on the name tag on his chest—[Willie Sherson], with the word "Police Officer" clearly printed on the back.
It turns out that his role in this game was that of a police officer in this old police station.
"Who is the murderer...?"
He repeated the riddle in a low voice, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the cold tabletop.
These four words seem simple, but when considered in the context of the game's theme, "Luna," they are far more complex than they appear on the surface.
He forced himself to calm down. Although the system said he might meet Miaomiao in three days, it was just a word game. He had to rely on himself.
Moreover, not being in mortal danger does not mean one will not be injured...
What he should do most now is to figure out the rules of this world as soon as possible and find out everything related to [Luna]. When dangers are hidden in daily life, they are more terrifying than real weapons.
Xie Chenzhou looked up at the police officer who was organizing documents not far away; his large size made him look very kind.
Xie Chenzhou's expression returned to some calm at this moment, and when he turned to look at the other person, his expression was casual yet serious.
"Hey, do you know where the files are for Luna's case?"
The officer paused, his hands stopping as he sorted through the documents, a clear look of surprise on his face.
"Willie, why are you suddenly asking this?"
Isn't this the unsolved case you've been following for over a decade?
What, did you suddenly forget where you put it today?
A case that's been unsolved for over a decade? A hint of understanding flashed in Xie Chenzhou's eyes, followed by a heavy expression.