Chapter Ninety-One: The Beggar's Turmoil
Hearing my words, Zhao Qiqi and Zhang Qiang in front paused and turned to look at me.
Zhao Qiqi touched his chin and thought for a moment before slowly speaking.
"Or, can we think so? Although your abilities are not given by the 'real demon', they are also improved based on the stimulation of the horror game world, so there is no one who will take advantage of something to block your abilities so that you can't perceive anything. She paused and glanced at Zhang Qiang and me: "And Zhang Qiang's ability is different, his intuition is based on the physical instinct caused by years of professional habits, and it itself does not belong to the ability in the 'True Demon', so the other party cannot neutralize it, so this situation is causing this to happen." It is also thanks to Zhang Qiang's instinct that we can perceive the existence of the power hidden in the shadows. ”
"Cough, professional instinct ......" Zhang Qiang's old face turned red, and he didn't know for a while whether Zhao Qiqi was praising him or scolding him.
Just as Zhao Qiqi guessed, after the three of us and the fat man left, two black shadows flashed from the corner of the second staircase of the old building on that floor.
"Is it really okay to just leave them alone?" There was some anxiety in the voice of one of the figures.
"Humph!" Another figure snorted coldly: "It's okay, just keep watching, after all, they are just guinea pigs, don't worry." ”
The man next to him wanted to say something, but was glared at coldly.
He was so frightened that he immediately silenced him, not daring to say anything more.
Gradually, the two figures faded into the darkness around the corner until they disappeared completely.
And the other side.
The doubts in my heart were cleared, but I still couldn't help but sigh.
"Hey, it's a pity today, I'm about to find some clues, but so many strange things have happened." I'm a little discouraged.
"Nope." Zhao Qiqi shook his head.
I turned my head to meet her sly eyes, "What do you mean?" ”
"Today, we have enough clues. At least one thing can be determined. She smiled slightly, and her eyes shone shrewdly.
"What's the matter?" I asked Zhang Qiang at the same time.
Zhao Qiqi playfully stuck out his tongue: "The time has not come, and I can't say it yet." ”
There was a trace of regret in my eyes, but I also understood that Zhao Qiqi must have her own reasons for doing this.
"Okay then, I'm hungry." Zhang Qiang shrugged, he touched his stomach and tilted his head to look ahead: "I remember that there is a Liu Ji beef noodle opposite the overpass next to the subway station that is very delicious, why don't we go eat something first and then go back?" ”
When he said this, I also felt a little hungry in my belly, thinking that I had run for so long and still had not eaten anything.
"Yes, I'm fine." I immediately chimed in.
Then he looked at Zhao Qiqi and nodded when he saw her.
So, we went to the overpass next to the subway station.
"Hadron, are you sure it's around here? Why didn't I find it? "I looked up at the signboard on the side of the street next to the flyover.
A few of us checked one by one on the side of the road, but we didn't see the Liu Ji beef noodles that Zhang Qiang said.
Along the way, we met many beggars begging on the streets.
Some beggars cover their legs with a shabby cotton quilt that is so yellow and blackened that they don't know if they are really disabled or fake disabled people who take advantage of the sympathy of passers-by to earn money.
Several of them were shabby, but loud speakers played sympathetic music and moved their skateboards back and forth.
After moving for a while, he didn't forget to stop and shook the coins in the stainless steel bowls they were begging for at the passers-by.
Since we couldn't find the Liu Ji beef noodles that Zhang Qiang said, we had to check the nearby signboards back and forth.
The beggars seemed to see that we didn't want to leave, and simply gathered around the three of us, trying to ask us for some money.
Originally, I wanted to find a few dollars of change to send the beggar away, but when I touched my pocket, I found that I had forgotten to bring the change.
In the past, taxis were paid directly with a certain treasure.
The beggar closest to me seemed to see my embarrassment, and he was very "kind" to take out a QR code of a treasure from the bowl, which means that we can also transfer money directly from a certain treasure.
"I'll go! How else can this be done? Zhang Qiang was dumbfounded.
And this practice of the beggar immediately aroused my disgust.
With such a wave of operations, anyone can see that this group of people is not real beggars at all.
Bang, bang, bang~
The more we didn't give money, the more the sound of coins hitting the stainless steel bowl kept ringing around us, and I started to feel a little irritated.
"Qiangzi, why don't we eat somewhere else!" That kind of voice made me feel the urge to escape, and I turned my head to look at Zhang Qiang.
"I agree!" As soon as my voice came out, Zhang Qiang immediately agreed.
Even Zhao Qiqi pointed directly to the overpass next to him and said: "Let's go over there!" ”
The three of us trotted all the way out of where we were standing.
Under the overpass, there were actually three or four beggar-like people lying on the floor below.
It seems to have been used as their residence.
However, just as I was about to walk past a few people, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a very familiar figure in the far corner.
I paused and turned my head to look at the figure.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Qiang, who was behind me, saw me stop and looked at me a little strangely.
Zhao Qiqi behind Zhang Qiang also walked over.
I frowned and pointed to the back figure in the far corner on the right: "Do you think that person seems to be a little familiar?" ”
When they heard this, they both looked in the direction I was pointing.
At this moment, even the expressions of Zhao Qiqi and Zhang Qiang changed.
"That, Qiqi, Qiangzi, you say, that person doesn't look like Du Deming?" My Adam's apple moved, and I swallowed my saliva, an unsure opening.
"I feel like that when you say that, I feel like that, but...... Probably unlikely, right?! How did he end up sleeping on the streets? Zhang Qiang's expression was a little tangled, and it was obvious that he was not very sure.
"Even if he has financial problems, doesn't the 'True Demon' still have savings to use? You don't live under the overpass, do you? "I don't understand.
If that person is really Du Deming, then should we pretend not to see it now, or should we go and ask what the hell is going on?
If it weren't for Du Deming, wouldn't it be too rude for us to come forward abruptly?
Turning his head, he saw that Zhang Qiang also had the same tangled expression.
Zhao Qiqi suddenly opened his mouth.
"Is it Du Deming, just go over and have a look!"
After speaking, I saw her walking straight in the direction of the back.