"What's going on? Let's talk about it. Hearing Zhang Hang's "tricks", Zhao Nuo was also interested.

He sat at Zhou Yan's feet, picked up a bottle of Coke on the coffee table, took a sip to replenish the sugar a little, and finally disappeared when he got up, and his brain, which was still a little muddy, began to wake up.

"Well, in a bungalow residential area on the outskirts of Beicheng District, there have often been supernatural phenomena in the past six months, most of the people have moved away, two people are missing, and one person is scared to the point of insanity." Zhang Hang began to state the facts that sounded terrifying: "We interviewed the people who lived there, and they said it was haunted. ”

"Haunted? What's going on? Are there any specific sightings? Zhao Nuo's curiosity also came up.

"Well, I remember a couple of cases. There was an old man surnamed Wang, who went home drunk with his friends, only to find three figures behind him. When he looked back, there was no one, and then he heard a burst of laughter, which frightened him into his drunkenness, and immediately ran home. Zhang Hang said.

Zhao Nuo frowned slightly: "It sounds like a hallucination after drinking too much." ”

Zhang Hang didn't answer, just continued: "Xiao Zhang, who lives next door to him, returned late one night and saw a man in white standing in the middle of the road covered in blood, motionless, at that time he also pretended to be calm and went home immediately, and moved back to the city to live with his parents in less than two days. ”

"Oh, this one is more reliable than the last one." Zhao Nuo took another sip of Coke.

-- When people are overly nervous, they see things differently than usual, and the young man surnamed Zhang obviously exaggerated the scene because he was too scared. However, normal people should be scared half to death when they see that kind of thing in the middle of the night, so they can't blame him.

"Also, in the middle of the night, you can often hear girls crying, and there are even people who have encountered a little girl standing in the middle of the road, screaming from her mouth."

"It's like a ghost story from folklore." Zhao Nuo sighed.

Zhang Hang sighed: "If it was a simple ghost story, we wouldn't have investigated, but the problem is that there are really two people missing, and another person is scared crazy." In the words of our director, 'even if it is a ghost, you have to dig out the ghost from the grave.'" ”

"Sounds interesting, can you show me the case file or something?" Zhao Nuo was also interested at this time.

He is still good at detective reasoning games, and he is naturally very interested in this kind of weird bridge that happens in the real world.

He also speculated about the serial killer incident last time, but Zhou Yan found out the answer first, and if he could find out the truth before Zhou Yan this time, he felt that it would be a very fulfilling thing.

It's a pity that just when he was still thinking, he heard the long-haired girl lying next to him say in a cold voice: "Prank incident." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Hang made a confused voice, while Zhao Nuo sighed helplessly - it seems that the credit for this time will be preempted by Zhou Yan again......

"I said it was a prank." The girl in the pink printed pajamas rubbed her eyes and sat up, stretched and yawned: "Ha...... I've heard everything you just said, and it's obviously a prank by a group of people. ”

"Little girl, although you made a great contribution to solving the case last time, you still can't talk nonsense. You say this is a prank? What's the matter with the missing man? Zhang Hang asked.

"Have you watched a whole person show abroad? There are actors pretending to be murderers on the streets, and cameras are nearby to secretly film the reactions of passers-by. After filming, cut it and broadcast it on TV. Zhou Yan leaned on the sofa and shook his calves while speaking.

"Those so-called 'passers-by' seem to be actors." Zhao Nuo objected.

"Well, I know it's an actor, and it's illegal to really scare passers-by." Zhou Yan brushed away a strand of hair blocking his forehead: "But, what if someone really frightens passers-by in the same way?" ”

“…… If that's the case, I'm going to beat those people to death. Zhang Hang's face was gloomy.

Although she didn't know why she was so sure, Zhao Nuo knew that this reasoning was indeed reasonable: it was indeed possible that someone was playing a prank to frighten the nearby residents, but if so, there was a more important question:

"What's going on with the two missing people?" He asked Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan did not answer this question directly, but asked Zhang Hang: "Regarding the disappearance, I want to ask whether it was reported by my family or my neighbors or friends?" ”

"One case was reported by a family member, and another was because the neighbor owed money and did not pay it back, and the neighbor went to see it but found that the house was empty." Zhang Hang said.

"Just check what your family reported the crime, what you owe money and didn't pay it back is that you ran away, and what your family reported is what really happened." Zhou Yan's words are chiseled.

Hearing this, Zhao Nuo couldn't help asking, "How do you know?" ”

Zhou Yan blinked, and then whispered:

"Intuition."

"Okay, I'll throw in the towel, I'll look into it later." Zhang Hang leaned on the sofa helplessly, obviously disagreeing with Zhou Yan's opinion, turned his head and said to Zhao Nuo: "Hurry up and cook something for your uncle, I'm dying of hunger." ”

“…… I think I'm losing. ”

Faced with his uncle's request, Zhao Nuo had nothing to say, and walked into the kitchen to put on his newly bought apron and prepare to do it.

"You can also cook?" Zhou Yan's voice came from behind him.

"Of course, who do you think I am?"

Without looking back, Zhao Nuo took out an egg from the bucket next to him and beat it in the bowl, planning to make a simple egg fried rice to make do.

The area of the rented house was too small, and cooking would make the house full of smoke, so Zhao Nuo usually called to order takeout. But now that I've moved to a new house, I can naturally do it myself.

Of course, this skill is not learned from games, but a practical skill as a game nerd - after all, in the past, when I was shy in my pocket, it cost a lot to order takeout every day, and I might run out of food one day, so it is more reliable to learn to cook.

Because he has cooked by himself more than once, although Zhao Nuo's fried rice skills are not as "perfect" as instant noodles, he has also reached a very proficient Cheng dù. The zuò was quickly made, and then the egg fried rice was served in four bowls and served to the table next to it.

"Oh, yes, Hitomi hasn't gotten up yet, has he? I'll eat it first. Zhang Hang glanced at the bedroom door that was still closed, and then picked up a pair of chopsticks and gobbled up the bowl, as if he was hungry.

"Every day I go to wake that guy up."

Zhao Nuo smiled and sat down at the dining table, then noticed that the petite girl was staring at the fried rice in the bowl, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

"Can you really eat it? It won't be poisoned, right? Zhou Yan raised his little face and asked seriously.

“…… If you don't want to eat it, forget it. Zhao Nuo really didn't want to explain anything, just tasted it first, and then put down the bowl - the rice just out of the pot was still a little hot, so it was better to leave it for a while.

Then, he saw the girl sitting next to him carefully take a small bite, and then narrowed her eyes and curved them in a sweet arc.

"How?" Zhao Nuo asked.

"Yes, it's much better than I thought, I thought it would be poisoned." Zhou Yan said and took another small bite.

"Of course, how could the food I cook be unpalatable."

Zhao Nuo laughed proudly, and then walked to Jian Tong's bedroom, intending to wake up his cousin, who was still sleeping.

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There is also a shift in the evening, but it will probably be late.