No one came to disturb the prawns.

After practicing a few times, he felt that he was already proficient, so he prepared to go outside the room to take a look.

If this is really a game scene, then the living room should be outside the room. The mother and son NPC live in a suite with one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen, and the mother and son sleep together. The detective controlled by the player entered the room and passed through the living room, only seeing a corner of the kitchen and bathroom.

The shrimp lay at the door and listened for a while, but no sound was heard.

He unscrewed the door handle and walked out.

There was no one in the living room. The windows were open and there was no wind. There was only a hazy sky outside the window, without sun and white clouds.

The living room is simple furniture and there are many miscellaneous items.

The shrimp did not rush to search for clues here, but went to the kitchen and bathroom to take a look.

The doors of the kitchen and bathroom are open, but there seems to be an invisible diaphragm that blocks the prawns' pace. They cannot walk in. There is indeed space inside, not a flat scene in the game, but they just cannot walk in.

The items in the kitchen and toilet both look ordinary and are daily necessities for the mother and son.

The prawns returned to the living room and began to touch them and look around.

The piled boxes contain old items, toys, clothes, and books for children. It is mentioned in the game that this is a second-hand item obtained by a tight mother from other channels, including donations and picked up from a trash can. Many of the items are dirty and have not been cleaned. In the pile of boxes on the other side of the sofa are old clothes and old shoes for women.

The sofa was worn out and the springs were pierced.

There is no coffee table, only one dining table, which is filled with tea table. There are broken pieces and needlework on it. The mother made money by working manually and maintained her daily expenses. These are her daily work.

The prawns follow the game ideas and search step by step.

I think something is wrong.

Something is a bit inconsistent... the messy living room, the kitchen, bathroom and bedroom I have seen before... the things seem to be piled up in the living room, which is dirty and messy, but the other rooms are so neat.

The prawns circled around the TV. The TV was placed on the ground, and there was no TV cabinet. The power supply was plugged in and it couldn't be turned on.

There seems to be no clue here.

The prawns walked towards the door.

He and I heard the sound at the same time.

The sound of dripping water...

Tick, tick…tick, tick…

There was a dripping sound of water coming from both the kitchen and the toilet, and we were going back and forth, as if we were having some kind of conversation.

Dazhe froze and slowly turned around, hesitating whether to run out of the door or return to the bedroom and hide under the bed as he had done before.

There was no time for him to think carefully, and the sound of a key suddenly came from the door. The key was inserted into the key hole.

The shrimp immediately ran into the bedroom and flew under the bed.

Kara!

The door is open.

After the door opened, there was the sound of high heels and another footsteps. The floor creaked and dripped. The sound of dripping water continued.

The sound of high heels entered the kitchen and the toilet, and both dripping sounds disappeared.

No one speaks.

The two people in the living room were walking around, and there were always slight noises coming.

In normal times, I should be able to float out and take a look, but now, I can only hide under the bed with the prawns.

I thought of Enna's grandma.

When she was a child, she met that ghost, hid under the bed, and was caught.

The shrimp subconsciously held its breath, stared at the floor outside the bed, staring at the location at the door.

No one has been in.

The sound in the living room stopped, followed by a "double" sound, as if something was hitting the wooden floor.

Duo!

Another sound.

Cruff... squeak... guji...

The sticky sound is a bit like...

The imagination of the dismemberment appeared in the prawn's mind.

Duo!

Cutting bones...

Crunch, crunch...

Pulling the knife out of the bone...

Just by imagining this, the prawns' heart beat faster and their bodies became chilled.

He will not be scared when playing games.

There is no such scene in the game.

The next second, there were footsteps again.

The high heels arrived at the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door. After that, the sound of cutting vegetables and opening the oil pan came again...

The fragrance floats in.

It's indeed the smell of flesh.

But what kind of meat is it?

The shrimp closed his eyes and thought in his heart that this was a game, this was a game. Even the NPC cut and burned the person, it was just a piece of data, not a real person at all.

The fragrance continued to drift and the woman spoke.

"It's time to have a meal."

"Okay, mom."

"You have to eat more."

"Um."

The footsteps arrived at the living room and the sofa made a sound. Then there was a sound of chewing and swallowing.

After a meal, there was another movement.

The TV was turned on, and the lively cartoons were playing, all with sound effects and no sound of speaking.

Women should be washing dishes in the kitchen.

Not long after, she entered the bathroom again and took a shower.

The boy then went to take a shower.

The prawn was anxious.

He didn't seem to have a chance to run out.

After waiting for a long time, a pair of feet finally appeared in the field of vision, the feet of a woman wearing high heels.

I was confused.

Why has she been wearing high heels for so long?

Could it be... Can this be said to be a game setting?

The prawns didn't think so much, they were just worried.

The woman lay directly on the bed.

There is also a cartoon sound of TV in the living room.

The woman's even breathing sounded on the bed above her head. She seemed to be asleep.

Can you go out...

The prawns got tangled.

He thought for a long time.

The sound of the TV in the living room suddenly stopped.

The footsteps sounded from far to near, and the little boy's feet appeared in his sight. He walked around to the other side of the bed, lay on, and soon made a uniform breathing sound.

The light inside is changing, as if it is suddenly coming to night.

As soon as the shrimp gritted their teeth, they carefully crawled out from the bottom of the bed.

He looked back. OK

The mother and son who were sleeping on the bed were the two characters in the game. The styles were the same as those in the game, as if they were people who had some special effects.

The prawn tiptoed out of the room.
To be continued...