I play the horror world as a development game!

When Qin Nuo heard this, his expression froze. He looked at the empty lunch box on the table and was secretly surprised.

How did she know?

This supervision is too terrifying. You can even know whether the bento in the lunch box has been eaten or not?

The mother squinted her eyes and smiled, and asked repeatedly, "I didn't eat it, right?"

When saying this, dense corpse spots were like maggots on the tarsal bones, climbing on her face with a little wrinkled.

The whites in the eye sockets faded away little by little and became pitch black.

"It's ghosted again..."

Qin Nuo's eyelids twitched, stared at the rice bowl, pondered for a while, and said, "I ate it, but I didn't eat it completely."

"What does it mean?" The mother remained silent, her cold eyes, like a dagger of death, pressed against Qin Nuo's throat, as if she would not give up without a satisfactory explanation.

"A female classmate named Huang Xia forgot to bring lunch. I saw that she was pitiful, so I stripped her all the food in the lunch box."

"Mom, didn't you say I want to be a good kid who is helpful? I won't blame me, right?" Qin Nuo held his head, looking aggrieved and scared.

In fact, my heart is tight.

He didn't know how the other party knew that he didn't eat the lunch box, so he could only try to use this excuse to see if he could pass it perfunctorily.

The mother stared at Qin Nuo's eyes, and Qin Nuo lowered her head and refused to look at her on the grounds of fear.

Shaoqing, the mother withdrew her gaze, her smile was less terrifying, and she felt a little more relieved and pampered: "The idea is right, but I'm not allowed to do this next time. Your lunch is given to others, and I'm hungry, that

what to do?"

Qin Nuo hurriedly said, "I understand, I won't be there next time."

"Good son, I didn't eat at noon, so I must be hungry, right?"

"Mom cooks you more meals today."

Qin Nuo was a little ashamed: "Actually, I'm not that hungry."

"Mom thinks you are hungry, are you hungry? Be good, eat all the fruits on the table first." Mom got up and went into the kitchen.

Qin Nuo looked at her back, remained silent for a moment, his eyes gathered, trying to trigger the system skills.

Unfortunately, there was no movement.

"As a matter of fact, it is impossible to trigger the Eye of Analysis. Could it be that if the main line is involved, you cannot get clues from NPC."

"Once the mystery of Li Xiaoming's family is solved, it will become easy to play. The Eye of Analysis is too powerful. If it is triggered 100%, you can walk sideways in the dungeon and kill through the dungeon in one day."

"At present, it seems that it can only be triggered from npcs on some replica tasks, does not conflict with the main line, and is not 100% triggered."

When Qin Nuo murmured, the door was opened, and it was Li Xiaokui and Li Xiaodie who came back.

When the two saw the fruit in Qin Nuo's hand, one looked disgusted and the other was envious.

"Brother, is this delicious?" Li Xiaodie looked over with saliva at the corner of her mouth and asked.

Before Qin Nuo could make a sound, Li Xiaoqiu pulled her and scolded coldly: "Stop looking, we don't care!"

Li Xiaodie was afraid of his second brother's words, so she nodded, looked at Qin Nuo again, and said, "Brother, eat slowly. I heard that a child next door ate a peach, accidentally swallowed the kernel, and then choked

Dead.”

Qin Nuo, who was biting the peach, threw the peach back into the plate without hesitation.

He turned his head and glared at her fiercely: "Close your mouth, or I will tear your mouth!"

Li Xiaodie stuck out her tongue and ran back to her room.

After eating the fruit, Qin Nuo handed the plate back to the kitchen.

My mother looked at the clean fruit plate and praised, "I'm so good, I've eaten it all."

As she said that, she picked up a pile of minced meat in both hands, dripping a lot of black blood, put it in the pot, and turned on the heat to the maximum to cook.

The broth in the pot quickly boiled, and the unknown meat rolled in the pot.

Qin Nuo was frowning, his mother was putting seasonings while humming songs, and flipping them in the pot with a spoon.

"Mom, I'll go back to my room to do my homework first."

Qin Nuo said, but his mother exclaimed lightly, holding an empty bottle in her hand, and said distressedly: "Why is the soy sauce gone?"

"Good son, can you help your mother go to the neighbor downstairs and borrow a bottle of soy sauce to use it?"

"Borrow soy sauce?"

Qin Nuo was stunned for a moment, and then the game broadcast sounded in his mind again.

"Ding, the player triggers the role of the mission!"

"Li Xiaoming is an obedient child and obeys his mother. The neighbors upstairs seem to have always been malicious to his mother. If you take a bottle of soy sauce from her house, you may get unexpected results?"

"Play the task: go to 403's house upstairs to borrow a bottle of soy sauce, a limited time of 20 minutes!"

"Borrowing a bottle of soy sauce is considered a task?"

Qin Nuo was a little surprised. It is not common for neighbors to borrow some food, rice, oil and salt. Why does this sound like it still feels difficult?

He noticed something here.

My mother asked him to borrow from the neighbor downstairs, but the game asked him to borrow from the upperstairs.

It seems that something is strange here.

The neighbors upstairs probably knew something about Li Xiaoming's family.

"Son, if you don't want to go, then mom will go, just worry that no one will see the soup and it will be cooked." The mother's face was filled with a hint of sadness.

"It's okay, it's time to borrow a bottle of soy sauce. You can wait first, I'll come back soon."

After saying that, Qin Nuo left the kitchen.

After leaving home, Qin Nuo walked up the stairs.

This building belongs to an old building, which should have been decades. The walls are covered with moss, the walls are broken and fallen off, and the water pipes and meters are covered with dust.

I don’t know how long it took for the light bulb to break, but at night it was pitch black.

Qin Nuo came up with the flashlight from his home. The fourth floor was filled with garbage, and the air was stinky, which made people feel cramped and a little breathless.

Stepping on the garbage, Qin Nuo followed the door numbers on these rooms and finally found room 403 at the innermost part of the corridor.

At the door of the room, there is an iron railing door full of age.

Qin Nuo patted the iron railing gate, waited for a while, but there was no movement, and he increased his strength to pat it.

"Is anyone? I'm the neighbor downstairs."

Qin Nuo shouted a few times.

As soon as I finished shouting, the door suddenly opened.

A middle-aged woman who looks thirty or forty years old and about the same age as her mother stood in front of Qin Nuo.

Although he is about the same age, he has a lot of silver hair on his head and his face is much haggard than his mother.

"Hello, Auntie, I am a resident downstairs. I don't have soy sauce at home. I want to come up and borrow it." Qin Nuo smiled politely.

In the notes, although Li Xiaoming is the king of children in school and does everything he wants to do. When he returns home, he plays a good child with polite and tutors. His acting skills are first-class, perfectly distinguishing the two images inside and outside.

"downstairs……"

The middle-aged woman asked with a hint of confusion on her face, "Are you a 303 child?"

Qin Nuo nodded: "Yes."

The middle-aged woman narrowed her eyes and continued to ask, "Who is your mother?"

"Mo Fang." Qin Nuo said the name of Li Xiaoming's mother.

When I heard the name Mo Fang, the middle-aged woman's aura changed significantly.

Qin Nuo clearly saw this change.

It's malicious.