"I'm scared to death." Fang Xiaotian stroked her chest.

Li Ang himself was also shocked. He picked up the pot on the ground and wanted to stuff it back into the cabinet, but he couldn't stuff it in.

There seemed to be too many things in the cabinet. So when Li Ang opened the cabinet door, the pot that barely stuffed inside fell out.

Li Ang simply gave up and put the pot outside.

The four of them remembered Xie Xuanrong again at this time.

The four of them looked at the bedroom door together.

Xie Xuanrong, who should have been standing there, disappeared.

"Arong?" Lu Yu shouted.

"Has Arong entered?" Li Ang asked.

The four people walked towards the bedroom.

The bedroom was empty and there were no people.

The bedroom windows are like balcony, blocked by wooden boards.

"Arong?" Lu Yu shouted again. This time, her voice trembled a little.

No one answered.

"No way?" Wang Jia and Li Ang walked into the room.

Fang Xiaotian hugged Lu Yu, "Xie Xuanrong, don't scare people!"

As she said this, Fang Xiaotian's eyes were circling, hoping to find Xie Xuanrong's trace in the room where she could see the whole picture at this glance.

There is no one under the computer desk; there is no one under the bed; there is no one in the wardrobe; it is impossible to hide people in the bookshelf filled with books.

There is no more room to hide in this small room.

"What's going on?" Fang Xiaotian was almost crying.

Wang Jia picked up the phone extension on the bedside table.

"Busy voice. The phone is good." Wang Jia was a little confused.

"What are you doing?" Li Ang said anxiously, pulling the bed sheet a few times.

That sheet is old-fashioned printed sheet.

Lu Yu looked at the bed sheet and pillow, and couldn't help but think of her childhood.

She looked at the bookcase right at the door.

The books in the bookcase include dinosaur encyclopedia, classic works for teenagers, elementary school composition selections, comics... These books are mixed with old and new. The primary school composition selection that seems to have been read many times made Lu Yu feel a little kinder again.

She felt that the props in this secret room game were very delicate, like a well-made movie scene.

Looking at the whole room again, Lu Yu asked softly: "Is this also part of the decryption?"

"Is it role-playing? Arong is the first to come and may have been assigned a role." Wang Jia suddenly said.

"Yes." Fang Xiaotian's hand holding Lu Yu relaxed a little.

"That's interesting." Li Ang said.

After the four of them said this, they all became quiet again.

"We should check the computer." Wang Jia quickly came up with an idea.

The computer is a desktop computer, and it is the clumsy desktop computer in the past. The monitor is not an LCD screen, and the host is also very bulky and placed in a special position at the bottom of the computer desk. The mouse is a wired mouse. There are two speakers on the back of the monitor.

Wang Jia was a little uncomfortable with such an old computer. After looking carefully for a while, he found the power button on the host.

After the power button is pressed, there is no response.

"Is there no electricity?" Fang Xiaotian said.

Wang Jia bent down and looked at the terminal board under the computer desk.

He simply crawled in.

Just a click.

"Okay." Wang Jia came out from under the table and pressed the power switch on the host again.

The computer is turned on.

The sound of the fan rotating sound was made in the host.

The monitor lights up, and a power-on prompt sound is also heard from the speakers on both sides of it.

This old computer boots up very quickly.

The four people only saw the dos98 boot animation flashing by on the screen, and the screen became a classic dos system screen.

Blue sky, white clouds, green grassland...

There are also icons for programs such as "My Computer" on the desktop.

"Isn't that wrong?" Lu Yu suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jia asked, clicking on "My Computer".

"Actually, the first murder case was in 1991. Was the computer like this at that time?" Lu Yu asked.

"Aren't there three murders in total? A family of three moved later."

"But, that person said, the time is not long... the time interval between several things is not long, right?" Lu Yu said hesitantly.

She has no ability to remember everything.

The story told by the butler also lacks precise details.

However, after hearing this, she was impressed that several cases occurred one after another.

If it was the 1990s, the home computer used a 98 system, it means that the computer represented at least 98 years. From 1991 to 1998...

"This time is 2000." Li Ang suddenly spoke, and pointed to the date in the lower right corner of the computer screen.

October 2000.

This is the date displayed on the computer.

"Maybe it took the family several years to seek revenge on the murderer," said Fang Xiaotian.

Wang Jia had already checked the D disk at this time.

There is only one folder called "Work" in the disk, and it is empty inside.

Wang Jia opened the e-disk again and saw a folder named "New Folder 1".

The folder opens and several rows of photo files are displayed.

There is no preview of the photos, Wang Jia can only open these photos.

The first photo shows two strangers, who look like a middle-aged couple.

"Isn't this the old couple who had the first murder?"

"The age is not right?"

"Will it be the one that takes revenge?"

Four people discussed it.

Wang Jia quickly clicked on the second photo.

In addition to the couple I just saw, there is also a couple of similar ages in the photo.

The four of them became even more confused.

In the third photo, there are more people, such as a group party.

The backgrounds of the three photos are very similar, all by the lake.

"This is done too carefully, right?" Fang Xiaotian sighed, "Are there so many extras?"

"Maybe I just bought some photos," said Li Ang.

The fourth photo was opened, the protagonist was still the couple, and the background changed.

"I have to see so many things one by one?" Li Ang asked.

Wang Jia did not answer, but just continued his own operations.

Lu Yu felt something was wrong.

Her eyes gradually shifted from the photos and looked at the names of the photos.

The names of the photos are all numbers, long numbers, which seem to be irregular, but one of the numbers makes people see that it is a date at a glance.

These photos are also like digital photos.

98's system, 2000 dates, and these digital photos and photos taken...

2017...
To be continued...