I am a god in the secret world

Chapter 75: Sleeping Master

Bai Cha walked to the pile of relics with a sense of confusion, helplessness and bewilderment.

In fact, it is just a suitcase and a travel bag. The travel bag contains bedding, and the suitcase contains clothes and daily necessities.

Very simple.

"This raincoat was what the deceased was wearing at the time. We took it off when we found the body and examined it."

The police hesitated and said, "We will put it away later. You can do whatever you want with it. Just come over here and sign, and we can take it away."

Bai Cha's lips moved and his eyes were fixed on the raincoat.

It’s impossible to pretend not to recognize such a familiar raincoat.

She clenched the phone tightly with both hands, almost deforming it.

She finally looked away with difficulty, trying to look back, but then she closed her eyes again, forcing herself not to look or think too much.

Then she took the pen and wrote her name tremblingly. The handwriting was crooked because of the shaking.

There was no way. She didn't know how to write like Gu Baixue, nor could she imitate such things. She could only pretend that she couldn't write well.

No details can be revealed.

It took a lot of effort to get to this point.

[Oh my goodness, I thought the man in the raincoat killed Gu Baixue's father, but it turns out that the man in the raincoat is Gu Baixue's father]

[Suddenly shifted from a thriller to a warm theater]

[It's not very heartwarming, is it? If she's found out she's not his daughter at all, she'll die.]

"Can you put the things here first? I need to find someone to move them." Bai Cha said weakly.

She guessed another possibility today, and she felt extremely confused and didn't know how to face it. It was normal for her to be completely exhausted.

"Okay, you can leave it with us first, but you should take it away as soon as possible."

Bai Cha nodded, then asked, "Do you have the phone number of the funeral home?"

"Uh... I'll go ask for you."

The contact information does exist.

Bai Cha contacted someone and waited in the front hall with another cup of hot water in his hand.

She stared at the misty water surface in the cup in a daze, her expression complex and unpredictable.

Sometimes he twitched the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to smile, but then quickly pursed his lips sadly.

She was in pain and conflicted, but in the end she chose to remain silent stubbornly and awkwardly.

She didn't know how to face it.

This speculation made her so ashamed.

At the same time she was angry.

If it was her father, why didn't he just say so?

Since he won't tell her, she won't admit it either! !
After the whole psychological drama was over, Bai Cha breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of the slightly cold water.

Although the other party probably doesn't know her psychological changes, she has to act.

Otherwise it would be too fake.

People's emotions always fluctuate, and that cannot be faked, let alone a ghost who has been secretly observing the player for countless times.

This game has been played countless times, and it can even unfold in ten spaces at the same time, with ten players performing at the same time.

As for Mr. Gu, he had already lost count of how many people he had seen perform.

Every detail should be treated with caution.

The people from the funeral home arrived soon, and Bai Cha got back into the mood.

By the time everything was arranged and handled, another day had passed and it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Bai Cha took the ashes home, his eyes dazed, and he wiped the jar from time to time.

Oh, she didn’t have any money yet, so she paid with a credit card.

Mr. Gu should have seen it. Anyway, he seemed to have left a bank card and said that he was saving money for Gu Baixue. Bai Cha was no longer worried about paying it back, but she would still have to put on a show when the time came.

Tired.

Bai Cha opened the door of the rental house, turned on the light, closed the door, and walked into the living room.

Then she paused.

Because on the table, there was a gift box with a pink bow tied on it. It was the one she threw away.

There was no reason to throw it away this time, but she was now Gu Baixue, who was "struggling with pain, guilt, and not daring to face reality."

So she just pursed her lips, then quietly put the urn away, glanced at the gift box again, and went into the bedroom in silence. [Ah! She is so calm, she doesn't need to act anymore, right?]

[After all, the identity of the raincoat man has been exposed]

[But from this perspective, the man in the raincoat is actually safe as long as he plays the role of Gu Baixue well. The host is like this, the only danger is the ex-boyfriend, but the man in the raincoat can be used as a fighting force to protect himself, so isn't this copy safe? ]

[Emm, it sounds easy to say, but acting requires talent, right? ]

[Besides, it's not necessarily stable. There's no problem with the man in the raincoat, but the ex-boyfriend is a big problem. What does it have to do with the case?]

[That’s right, can an ex-boyfriend kill someone in a dream? The host said before that the man in the raincoat saved her, so it must be… Wait… Host, you want to sleep again???]

[Good fellow, you have the most regular work and rest schedule in all the horror dungeons I have ever seen. Even the death in your dreams can't stop you from resting on time! ]

[The dungeon lasts only seven days, and you slept through half of it. Awesome!]

[Host: Even if the sky falls, don’t try to stop me from sleeping! ]

[Anchor: What ex-boyfriend? Kill him if you want. I'm going to sleep! ]

White tea: "..."

Not so much.

She was worried too.

It's not that the body won't allow you to rest.

And she didn't even lie down to sleep. Isn't she crying with her head covered?

She had to pretend that she couldn't sleep because she tossed and turned. There were so many scenes to act out, and she couldn't fall asleep until she was exhausted. Then she had to sleep!
But after the show, I still have to sleep.

Sleeping is dangerous, but it is also an opportunity to test.

Let’s see how much Mr. Gu recognizes her acting skills now and whether he treats her as his daughter.

Baicha finally fell asleep while crying.

She can really sleep

【ox! 】

[Other anchors also slept, but it didn’t feel good]

[Stop talking, there are only three people left now, the host of this live broadcast room should be the last one to die]

【What if someone survives to the end? 】

[That’s good too. She’s probably the only one who can survive. As for the other two, one has already entered a dream, and the other is being hunted by Gu Baixue’s father.]

[The brother being hunted is also quite powerful. He should be the strongest player. But we can’t blame him for revealing his identity. He is a 1.8-meter-tall man. Even if he looks like Gu Baixue, it’s hard for him to act.]

【Fuck you guys! 】

【what? What? 】

[The host's bedroom! ]

Of course, Bai Cha couldn't see these barrages while she was sleeping, but what the barrages could see was the environment around her.

I don't know when a scene of half black fog and half water vapor formed around me.

Perhaps the only thing the two have in common is coldness.

One is magical, the other is physical.

Under this double torture, Bai Cha began to struggle.

It's really cold.

But she couldn't wake up again, because she was once again pulled into the dream, still that building.

She was speeding down the stairs.

There was no way, the monsters were chasing her too closely and she didn't have time to run to the elevator.

Fortunately, this is the only floor with monsters...

No, Bai Cha soon realized that he was too early to rejoice, as monsters began to crawl up from below.

She had to turn a corner and run into the corridor.

Her physical strength is limited, so the best way is to find a place that can block these monsters, such as a relatively stable room.

Unfortunately, the doors of companies in this kind of office buildings are usually made of glass.

The future of white tea is blocked.

"Gu Baixue! Stay with me! Stay with me!"

The sharp voice echoed in her ears.

152 tickets, debt +1, pay tomorrow
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(End of this chapter)