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Xiao Leng." Ye Xi's eyes were fixed on the dark red stain, "Can you see… Is this blood?"

"What?" Tieu Lanh quickly walked closer, squatted down, and followed her gaze to that location.

It was an irregular mass of stains, almost staining the entire corner of the marble table below the red table top. If this kind of stain appeared at the crime scene, it would definitely be sampled.

But right now, Tieu Lanh could only say: "It looks like blood stains."

Diep Tich asked again: "Are you a blood person?"

Xiao Leng shook his head: "I don't know about that." He said in a low voice, "A specific blood sample identification requires professional equipment. Right now, from the surface, I can only say that it looks like a blood stain."

Diep Tich continued to ask: "If it is blood, how long has it been here?"

"It should be a long time." Xiao Leng raised his hand and pressed on the stain, "Look at its color, it's dark to almost brown-black. Blood will turn dark after it dries, but to become like this, it still takes time."

Ye Xi nodded, and continued to speak thoughtfully: "The blood stains appeared here, probably because his head hit the corner of the table, right? Later, the relatively obvious stains on the table top and the side were wiped away, but this one underneath, was overlooked?"

"Yes." Xiao Leng seemed to agree, pondered for a moment, and remembered the rules, "According to the rules, shouldn't we wipe it?"

Rule 7: "He has a habit of being clean, please sweep the house until not a speck of dust is found."

If they leave this piece of dirt here, it is very likely that it will be against the rules.

But Ye Xi was afraid that this rule was part of the clue, and if he wiped it away, he would directly lose the clue. After pondering for a moment, he said: "If you can't analyze the other things, I think I should start using props to test it."

[remind the scene]will base on this stain to give three entries, of course the description is true.

Tieu Lanh nodded: "Try it, just using it to see can't see too many things."

Ye Xi paused and started using the tool. The stain emitted a layer of light that symbolized being selected. A few seconds later, the first entry appeared in front of Ye Xi.

"Blood girl".

"It's really blood." Ye Xi stared at the words, "It's... A woman's blood, it's very possible that we are playing the role of this woman."

The first rule in their hands was almost like a god muttering and repeating "You are her, you are her, you are her, you are her", although it was not enough to show the persona, but it absolutely showed the gender.

Then comes the second entry: "Violent Collision".

In a flash, Diep Tich's mind appeared to be filled with the miserable state of a woman being grabbed by the hair and stabbed into the corner of the table.

Then reason took flight, she fiercely stopped her brain from working.

This kind of brain damage could of course be real, but it is only one of the possibilities. Just looking at this blood stain is not enough to determine this kind of process. In case "she" just accidentally slipped and hit the corner of the table, this kind of brain damage would be a mistake.

Finally, she looked at the third word: "Non-fatal wound".

Diep Tich couldn't help but frown, was silent for a moment, and said to Tieu Lanh: "She didn't die because of this injury."

"What?" Xiao Leng couldn't see the entry, stunned, "What does the entry say?"

"Not a fatal wound." Diep Tich said.

While talking, she felt something was strange, as if she had left out some information.

Don't be impatient, the dungeon has just started, she can think slowly.

Diep Tich breathed a sigh of relief, following the rule of "Not a single speck of dust" requirement, used a wet rag to wipe the blood stains, then continued to move the tableware from the cupboard to the outside.

After her parents finished eating, they went back to their bedroom first, and closed the door, probably discussing something. Ye Xi and Xiao Leng were not in a hurry to investigate, waiting for the dishwasher to finish, they together took the dishes and tidied them up to the cupboard, and then went to clean up the living room.

This apartment itself looked clean at first glance, but the rules said that all the items needed to be arranged neatly, and it also required sweeping the house until there was not a speck of dust, which all increased the difficulty of housework. Moreover, Ye Xi was not a person who knew how to do housework very well. In her eyes, sweeping was sweeping, washing dishes was washing dishes, and collecting trash was collecting trash. If all these things were put together and made her do them, she would not know where to start.

In addition, she also felt that she had a curse on her body, but sometimes she clearly had seriously cleaned up for an hour or two, but the situation at home seemed to be miraculously no different from an hour or two ago!

Fortunately, Tieu Lanh will do the housework, he can do it well and efficiently.

After realizing that he wouldn't be able to play much of a role in this task, Ye Xi focused on sorting out the various items. The two of them just like that, without any prior discussion, reached a tacit division of labor.

After about an hour and a half of waiting, the first floor kitchen, living room, and bathroom were all lit up.

The living room storage counter had all the cups facing the same direction, the coffee machine in front of the coffee capsules were neatly stacked, the toothbrushes in the bathroom were arranged at the same angle, and four towels of the same type but different colors were also neatly hung.

After confirming that everything was properly packed, the two returned to the second floor bedroom to rest. Because they woke up too early in the morning, Ye Xi was currently trapped in a coma, and as soon as he laid on the bed, his eyelids started to fight.

Tieu Lanh put his hands on his knees, staring at the ceiling: "You said, what is our identity in this dungeon?"

"Ah ——" Diep Tich yawned, "I was just thinking about this."

"In the Yu Liang middle school rules, we first knew we were students because we were wearing school uniforms."

"Tinh Nguyet apartment and Tuong Vi villa, we also first knew that we were guests, because there was a series of incidents."

"But this copy doesn't have any identity clues or school uniform criteria, and there's no action scene..."

"Maybe the clue hasn't appeared yet, or maybe it's simply..." She tried to avoid another thought, and stopped halfway through.

Tieu Lang continued indifferently: "It could also be simply that this dungeon's difficulty is higher, even the basic character design requires us to explore it ourselves."

"Yes..." Ye Xi nodded, his expression unsightly, "[The plot] said that the stain was not caused by a fatal wound, which means that 'she' did not die from that collision, and it is also possible that she did not die at all. We here are 'her'."

"But if she dies later for another reason, we will have different identities."

Just finished speaking, another yawn.

Tieu Lanh laughed: "You sleep first."

"Okay." Diep Tich got up from the bed, took out pajamas from the trunk, and ran to the bathroom to change.

In this detail, this instance was very chivalrous, the luggage they brought to the inn was left there intact. Most instances before would not be like this, leading to them being completely unable to change clothes during the instance.

... Although in the boss dungeon there seems to be no "metabolism", not changing clothes for several days in a row will not have any flavor, but psychologically speaking, it still feels very awkward.

Back in bed, Diep Tich almost fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

Not knowing how long had passed, she tiredly opened her eyes and found herself standing at the door of the first floor main bedroom.

She felt her head was in pain, she held her forehead in a daze and walked towards the living room, wanting to find some painkillers. But after taking two steps, a kind of electric shock pain shot up from her left ribs, rushing straight to her heart and lungs.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace, quickly moving to the edge of the sofa and sitting down, the feeling of unwellness made her break out in cold sweat, she didn't even have the strength to look for painkillers, she could only lie there like this, waiting for the feeling of unwellness to subside.

For a long period of time, she was in so much pain that she was dizzy. She could only distract herself by looking at the things in front of her eyes, slowing down the pain.

Very quickly, she noticed that the surroundings were free of dust.

It was really clean, not even a speck of dust could be seen, even the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows seemed to have just been washed not long ago, shiny as new.

But...

The items on display also don't seem to be able to satisfy the compulsion.

She looked at the air conditioner remote control and TV remote control scattered on the sofa, the tissue box on the coffee table was just randomly stacked, there were even two or three useless pieces of paper, randomly scattered in the tissue box beside it.

This kind of thing, not to mention compulsive disorder, even people who normally like clean desks probably won't be able to help but clean it up.

The feeling of bad ribs still persisted. Ye Xi struggled to twist on the sofa for a while, finally forcing himself to turn around a bit and look towards the kitchen not far away.

The kitchen was also very clean, but similarly there was no compulsive care. From this angle she could see the most obvious thing was the spice box, three spice boxes in a group, the lid was movable, and there was a small mouth on the top for scooping out the spice spoons.

Just now when she was renovating the kitchen, she specially turned the lid to the same direction, making the spoon stick out in the same direction. But now, those three spoons all had different ideas, among them there was a simple one that didn't even have a lid, the spoon stick was directly extended out from the gap.

Diep Tich frowned, still wanting to look carefully again, his body suddenly sank, his whole person instantly sobered up.

The feeling of unwellness on her body disappeared, and the image in front of her became the second floor's spare bedroom. She stretched and sat up, rubbing her temples, recalling what had just happened. Xiao Leng just came out of the bathroom and looked at her: "Awake?"

Diep Tich asked below: "How long did I sleep?"

"More than half an hour." Tieu Lanh said.

It should be 2pm now. The fridge says they have 5 hours to cook, the rules say one hour in advance, so it's time to cook.

They went downstairs to the first floor, the parents' room door was still closed, Diep Tich couldn't help but feel a little worried, went to the door to listen, heard the sound of talking to each other then breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Leng had given her the chocolate pudding he had made at noon. The pudding had cooled down and was ready to eat. She took a sip and asked, "How is it?"

"Delicious!" Diep Tich nodded vigorously.

Normally, this kind of sugar level would be too sweet for her, but the sweetness now just relieves her psychological pressure.

She ate about half of it in one go and continued: "I had a dream just now while I was sleeping."

Tieu Lanh: "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that I had a headache, and the area below my ribs also hurt." She supported her waist, "The other thing is that although the living room and kitchen are very clean, the items displayed do not meet the requirements of compulsive disorder. Combined with the person not feeling well... I have a not-so-mature guess."

Xiao Leng opened the refrigerator and took out the frozen ribs that had almost thawed, chopped ginger and garlic, and prepared to pour water: "Do you suspect that this 'her' husband has compulsive disorder, so when 'she' is not tidy enough, he will encounter domestic violence?"

"Yes!" Diep Tich immediately nodded, "Do you think this is possible?"

"Yes." Tieu Lanh paused for a moment, "Actually, I just took a nap and had a dream."

Diep Tich was surprised: "What did you dream about?"

"I slept for a very short time, so the scene in my dream didn't have you as specific as that." He smiled, "I dreamed of a man standing in front of the living room floor-to-ceiling glass window. When I went outside to look, all I saw was his silhouette."

Diep Tich: "What happened next?"

"There was no after that." Xiao Leng shook his head, "It was just this image, it stopped for a moment, and I woke up. If I had to ask another question, it was that when I saw that figure, I felt a little scared."

He put the ribs in the cold water pot, poured some wine and spices into the pot, tilted his head and glanced at Ye Xi: "Is it possible to verify your guess from the side?"

"Yes." Diep Tich spoke.

If a male and female perpetrator have a relationship with the victim, then when the victim sees the other person, they will definitely feel fear.

But she still felt something was not right.

... This kind of feeling is normal when high-level dungeons appear, but it makes her really frustrated every time.

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In the master bedroom, Trieu Mat and Diep Thu Nham heard the noise outside and knew that Diep Tich and Tieu Lanh had gone downstairs to cook. The two of them lowered their voices as they spoke to each other, but still tried to stay calm.

Diệp Thụ Nham held the rule in his hand: "This dungeon is different from the ones we entered before, these rules are too strange! Moreover, the last one is clearly encouraging players to kill each other!"

Trieu Mat said: "I know!"

"Why are we dragging it down like this?" Ye Shuyan pointed towards the door, "You know Xiao Xi can't possibly attack us, but dragging it down like this, it's uncertain whether there will be more and more. What if 'he' sees that the dungeon hasn't killed anyone yet and the danger increases? At that time, even if we die, we won't be able to save Xiao Xi!"

Diep Thu Nham is a person who can be cruel to himself at the crucial point. He feels that if he can use his own death to exchange for his daughter's 100% safety, this matter will be absolutely worth it.

On the other hand, even if there was only a 1% chance of death, he didn't want to make Diep Tich admit it.

Zhao Mo actually agreed with him on this point of view, but she thought more carefully: "It's easy for us to commit suicide, but you have to think again, if we really commit suicide like this, how will Xiao Xi live in the future? She will feel that we all died because of her!"

Diep Thu Nham was not willing to be weak: "But at least she can survive!"

Trieu Mat shook her head: "If she just wanted to 'exist', she wouldn't have joined this kind of department!"

These words were very effective, Diep Thu Nham could not refute, he sat on the edge of the bed, painfully holding his forehead.

Trieu Mat sat down beside him, gently patting his back: "I know you are willing to do anything for her, but the dungeon has just started a few hours ago, everything is still not urgent."

Diep Thu Nham was silent for a long time, his fingers pressed on his temples, using so much force that it seemed like he couldn't wait to press in: "... I just never thought that she would fall into this kind of danger."

"But in reality, this is not the first time she has fallen into this kind of danger, it's just that we just found out." Zhao Mo smiled bitterly and slowly sighed, "You have to admit, when a daughter grows up, she can not only protect herself, but also wants to protect others."

"She protects so many ordinary people's lives, if she now sees her own parents directly commit suicide in a strange place to save her life, do you think she can bear it?"

"We have to give her some time."

Trieu Mat's gentle voice fell into Diep Thu Nham's ears, making his chaotic heart calm down a bit.

He finally sighed: "Okay..."

He raised his head, the bottom of his eyes were red, his eyes were confused: "It is said on the internet... People who die in the strange pool most likely did not truly die, but were just left to live in this world. Then if... If Xiao Xi can't get out, I feel like I also..."

"If Xiao Xi can't get out, then I will definitely stay and take care of her!" Trieu Mat was very determined.

Although she was not as emotional as Ye Shuyan, what she really wanted was just for the family to be together. The best policy was of course to return to the normal world and live a normal life like before. But if that didn't work, the family of three staying here was not unacceptable.

In the kitchen with Xiao Leng's assistant, Diep Tich had no idea that while she was trying to solve the mystery step by step, her parents had already discussed for a long time whether or not to sacrifice themselves in exchange for her leaving directly.

Waiting for Xiao Leng to open the pressure cooker, the rich sweet and sour aroma of pork ribs wafted out from the pot. She even let go of the pressure on her chest a little. She leaned closer to take a deep breath and said seriously, "I can help you taste some of the protein first!"

Tieu Lanh sneered: "So greedy." He said and picked up the clean bowl and chopsticks, took out a piece and gave it to her.

Each piece of fine iron has a bit of cartilage, now it has been pressure-cooked into a gelatinous substance, the lean meat is tender and peeled off from the bones, slightly delicious.

"Is it delicious?" Tieu Lanh asked, assessing her.

Diep Tich quickly nodded, not stingy at all in praising: "Super delicious! Your cooking is the best!"

Tieu Lanh smiled, took out a big bowl, and put the ribs in the pot: "I can cook for you every day."

"..." Ye Xi paused for a moment while holding the chopsticks, glanced towards the direction of the master bedroom, coughed unnaturally, and lowered his voice, "Didn't I say before, you can chase me around, but don't say sweet words..."

But this time, Tieu Lanh did not twitch like before, shaking his head: "This is not a sweet word, I just really want to cook for you to eat, that's all."

He bit the last two words, and thoughtfully added a rib to her bowl.

Diep Tich chewed on cartilage in his mouth, looking up at him: "Ah..."

Tieu Lanh pouted: "However, I also want to ask, what type do you like?"

"I don't know..." Diep Tich bowed her head and replied angrily. She felt that this answer was indeed true, but as she said these three words, Xiao Leng's face suddenly appeared in her mind for some reason.

If she wanted to die, it must be his culinary skills that fascinated her.

She shook her head vigorously, as if to continue answering his question, but in reality, she was making excuses for herself: "I never! Never thought about this problem!"

"Okay." Tieu Lanh didn't say anything, turned around and started making other dishes.

At exactly 4:00 pm, four dishes and one soup were brought to the table on time. Diep Tich went to knock on his parents' door to call them to eat. Diep Thu Nham and Trieu Mat both had a gentle expression and sat down at the dining table.

After finishing their meal, they all praised Xiao Leng's cooking skills just like in the real world. Moreover, this meal was just like lunch, and nothing unexpected happened.

This kind of calmness made Ye Xi ponder over the idea of ​​clearing the dungeon, and began to suspect that this dungeon might be similar to the previous dungeons with story backgrounds. The rules were not rules, but clues. They had to go against the rules to solve the puzzle.

But this matter is very dangerous, once the judgment is wrong, it will lead to death or even annihilation, so it cannot be concluded after two meals.

After dinner, Ye Xi and Xiao Leng cleaned up the kitchen at noon, and by the time everything was done, it was almost 7 o'clock. Ye Xi felt sweaty, so she went back upstairs and took a shower. While she was taking a shower, she discovered that the drain pipe seemed to be not draining smoothly.

... It's not completely blocked, just not very smooth. The girl used a lot of water to wash her hair and take a bath, and the water in the bathroom had already pooled several centimeters without her knowing.

This kind of situation if placed in the real world is not worth mentioning, because the water system does not work well for a long time, especially in the famous city B, those old and broken things, old facilities problems are exposed, the sewer is the place where problems are most likely to occur.

But now in the Rule Realm —— Ye Xi carefully pondered for a long time in the hazy heat, certain that no strange talk before had a similar situation.

So she reasonably suspected that there was a clue here.

The prop [Motion Reminder (Level 3)] was only used three times, and had already been used once on the stain under the table. After some confusion, Ye Xi did not directly test the drainpipe, but after leaving the bathroom, she told Xiao Leng about the situation.

The drain pipe is not draining well?

Having experienced so many malignant cases, Xiao Leng thought of the possibility of family violence and the blood stains they discovered, and immediately had a bad idea.

Without any evidence, he did not directly threaten Ye Xi with this idea. He said, "I know," with a normal expression. He also took his pajamas and went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and started to let the water out.

In less than two minutes, he discovered that Ye Xi was right, it was indeed not smooth to enter the water here.

He squatted down on the ground, exposed the upper layer but the lid was still working, took the plastic net under the lid and picked up a few strands of hair to look at.

Black hair, no taint, must be Diep Tich.

She must have washed the drain after taking a bath, so she only left a few strands of hair, just a few strands of hair, it shouldn't have caused such a serious blockage.

Xiao Leng's eyes looked straight at that layer of plastic net. The plastic net was white, and he couldn't see anything unusual. He reached out and flicked it, trying to dissolve it, but it was embedded in the ground, so he had to use a tool to forcefully remove it.

There is also a problem, which is that in the direction he suspects, the drain pipe is too small.

Next to it is an obviously more useful device —— the toilet.

Tieu Lanh's eyes moved, staring at the toilet bowl in contemplation for a moment, then stood up and walked out of the bathroom, going to the kitchen for a while.

The kitchen storage counter has brand new silicone gloves, he put on the gloves, put his hand into the toilet bowl, felt around, inside was very shiny, there was nothing he wanted to find.

Diep Tich was attracted by his movements and went to the bathroom door. Seeing that the door was open, he went in and asked, "What are you doing?"

Before she finished speaking, she saw Tieu Lanh touching the toilet.

She was briefly stunned for a blink of an eye, then suddenly got his idea and was instantly shocked: "You feel...":, m..,.

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