Inside the wardrobe, there are several suits hanging near the door, and they are all formal suits, while some casual clothes and sportswear are hanging near the wall inside.

According to most people's living habits, they often place their clothes they often wear together in the place where they are most likely to reach out to the bed.

It is more convenient to lean against the door side, so the original owner has been wearing a suit recently.

Contact that application form, it is very likely that the original owner needs to wear formal clothes when going to the place where the material is collected.

In addition to the diary, there is also a piece of newspaper on the desk, but there is only a small square piece, and there is nothing special about it.

In addition, there are scissors, glue, and a large number of used up refills on the table.

Tang Jiumin failed to find any more clues, so he retreated from the bedroom.

Just as Tang Jiumin was thinking, there was a loud noise outside the building, followed by a huge scream.

What happened outside?

After hearing the sound, Tang Jiumin immediately got up, walked to the window, and opened the curtains.

The fog was still not small downstairs, but you could see a man in sportswear running wildly on the road outside the community. The shrill cry for help was made by him.

This person turned out to be Chen Yu.

"Help! Help!"

The other party ran and shouted, turning his head from time to time to look behind him.

Tang Jiumin couldn't help but look back, and a clear black shadow flashed quickly on the dim path.

What is that?

Tang Jiumin couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, focusing on the area below and observing carefully.

Half a minute later, except for the person whose running speed gradually slowed down, there were no other living creatures around. It seemed that the black shadow that Tang Jiumin saw just now was just an illusion.

“Hh…Hh…”

At this time, Chen Yu was panting heavily. Before he knew it, he could only hear his heavy breathing sound, and the strange sound that made him frightened suddenly disappeared.

What's going on?

However, he still did not dare to look back or stop. He continued to trot forward for a distance and entered the community.

He had already reached his limit, and now there was no death-hunting sound. He gradually slowed down, finally stopped and stopped.

Chen Yu stood there and couldn't help but look back.

"careful!!!"

Just as Chen Yu turned around and looked back, several extremely frightened shouts came from the surrounding building, and at the same time, he also saw a crawling ghost-faced human monster.

At the last moment of consciousness, Chen Yu suddenly felt a severe pain, and then his "body" seemed to fly up.

Bang!

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

——The number of players has died 5/13

——Dead households are 6-601

Tang Jiumin saw the unlucky player below separated from his head, his head flew out and rolled into the grass next to the street, and his blood spilled all over the ground.

But compared to the terrible corpse of the player, the guy who stopped next to the corpse at this time brought a stronger visual impact.

grimace.

He has a blue-gray face, his eyes are all white, and his face is bumpy, just like a corpse soaked in water.

It crawled next to the dead player's corpse. If the whole body stood up, it would be similar to a human body.

"hiss……"

The monster lowered his head and lay next to the player's corpse, revealing his bloody mouth, and began to bite the player's corpse with big mouths.

Seeing this heartbreaking scene, Tang Jiumin frowned slightly. As expected, he heard screams echoing throughout the community in some surrounding rooms.

"Will you encounter such a monster when you go out after 8 o'clock in the evening..." Tang Jiumin narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself.

It is almost eight o'clock in the evening, and the system has prompted players that they will encounter danger when going out at night, but they may find clues.

Now, all the players living in the community really understand what the prompts given by the system mean.

Before, the players didn't know how the other players died, but they just heard the system prompts. Now, they may know how those people died.

Whether it is the couple duo or the old man at the door, the players did not have hallucinations. They were ghosts. Although they did not kill people, there were still ghosts in the community who were killing people!

This happened late at night, and I believe few players can stay at ease.

If there are ghosts outside, will there be ghosts in the room?

Such a thought flashed through Tang Jiumin's mind, but even after entering this room, he kept paying attention to the surroundings without any abnormalities.

Regardless of whether there is any danger or not, the tasks given by the system must be completed first.

Immediately afterwards, he stood by the door of the bedroom, took a deep breath, then turned around and walked to the bathroom diagonally opposite, pushed open the half-closed door, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the clean environment inside.

Mop, broom, dust coat, and an empty vat.

Tang Jiumin put on a dustproof jacket, then he took the cleaning tool and came back to the room on the left.

He slowly pushed the bedroom away with a mop.

Garbage all over the ground.

The innermost is the desk, with a desktop computer with a screen on it, next to it was the equipment used for live broadcasts. There was a blue door curtain between the garbage dump and the live broadcast equipment. Obviously, this brightly told Tang Jiumin that he had to go over the garbage dump to look for clues on the computer.

Tang Jiumin has a cleanliness obsession.

Now he smelled a big smell coming from his face, and the garbage like a hill, and he had goose bumps all over his body.

A quick battle and a quick decision.

Tang Jiumin endured the feeling of discomfort all over his body, swept the garbage dump into the big bin in a few seconds, and mopped it twice with a mop before walking to the computer. He didn't even want to sit on the leather seat, but kicked the leather seat away, and bent down to stand and look at the interface on the computer.

If it weren't for the tight time, Tang Jiumin would rather clean it up and start looking for clues.

There is an anchor account login interface on the computer, with both account and password.

After Tang Jiumin clicked in, a personal anchor information interface popped up.

Brother Qian’s hot current affairs v.

Anchor profile: Pay attention to hot topics of folk current affairs and share new things around you.

Number of works: 76

Number of fans: 1879

Account withdrawal income: 1923

It seems that the original resident is a gossip anchor, similar to an anchor of the nature of an urban reporter.

Tang Jiumin slides the mouse and clicks the income column first.

Then, a new interface popped up on the screen, which said that you can withdraw cash if you have a hundred dollars. You can apply for withdrawals every Monday to Thursday, 9:00 am to Friday, and there is no limit on the number of withdrawals.

The interface prompts that the cash withdrawal has been withdrawn once this month, and the carryover income last month is 0.

It almost exceeded 2,000 in just six days. According to this algorithm, the monthly income exceeded 10,000 yuan, which corresponds to the famous quotes in the diary. Tang Jiumin felt that perhaps this was the key.

Live broadcast is for money, and having money means the live broadcast is successful.

Tang Jiumin clicked to exit the income interface and reopened the work interface. He found that the earliest work in it was released on March 1, xx21.

Only 100 likes and 300 views.

It seems that the original owner has not yet been able to earn a considerable income as he has now.
Chapter completed!