Immersive Thriller Game

The man was struggling hard on the bed, perhaps because the muscles in his hands and feet had atrophied, and he could only shake his body, but even so, the double bed creaked as he shook it, as if it would fall apart at any time.

"Help me hold him down, and I'll get him medicine!" the woman turned around and shouted to Mo Shouchen.

"Ah, okay!"

Mo Shouchen hurriedly stepped forward and held the man's shoulders. As he got closer, the unpleasant smell became stronger. If the man on the bed hadn't kept struggling, he would have thought he was holding a rotting corpse.

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The man's body was very thin, but he was very strong. He struggled desperately, and the only eye he could open showed a look of fear. Only then did Mo Shouchen notice that the man was not looking at him, but at him.

behind.

He looked back and saw that there was nothing behind him. What was this man afraid of? Could he see something he couldn't see?

"Bean bag?" Mo Shouchen called, touching the black book in his pocket.

"Woof!"

Doubao did not sense the existence of spiritual power. It seemed that there should be no ghosts in this room.

Mo Shouchen turned around and tried to communicate with the man, but something about the man caught his attention.

Due to the violent struggle, the quilt covering the man's body slid down a little, and a thin red hemp rope was exposed on his chest.

Mo Shouchen lifted the quilt and found that the man's body was actually wrapped with a red linen rope, and it seemed to be the same kind of rope as the linen rope on the courtyard wall. No wonder the man's struggling posture was a bit strange. It turned out to be because

The body was tied with hemp rope.

At this time, there were footsteps outside the door. Mo Shouchen quickly covered the man with a quilt, and then the woman walked in from outside carrying a bowl of medicine.

The woman sat on the edge of the bed with the medicine, then took a spoonful of medicine and blew on it to her mouth.

"Here, take the medicine."

For some reason, when he heard that he wanted to drink medicine, the man stopped struggling. The woman put the medicine into the man's mouth. After drinking a few spoonfuls, Mo Shouchen found that the man's eyes became dim again.

"What kind of medicine is this that works so well?" Mo Shouchen asked.

The woman put the medicine bowl aside and said: "This is the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by the doctor in the city. It can have a sedative effect. My husband has been very unstable since he was burned. He will suddenly become very manic, so he will take it morning, noon and evening."

Everyone needs to take this medicine.”

Chinese medicine? This medicine is simply more effective than injectable sedatives.

Mo Shouchen thought so in his heart, but did not say it out loud, but asked: "Everyone in this town has moved away, why do you still want to stay? Isn't it more convenient to live in the city?"

The woman sighed: "Originally, I wanted to move to the city, but my father-in-law said that the demolition money given was too small and refused to move, so we can only waste our time here."

It turned out to be a nail shop.

Mo Shouchen asked again: "When I came here just now, I saw a red rope tied to the courtyard wall. What is it for?"

"You mean that red rope? That's..."

"Ahem!"

Just as the woman was speaking, a coughing sound suddenly came from outside the house, and an old man in his sixties limped in from outside.

This old man has dark skin, his face is covered with wrinkles like knife carvings, and he is wearing coarse linen clothes that have been washed and faded. From the appearance, he fits the image of a farmer who has been exposed to the weather.

"Dad..." the woman shouted.

"Well, is this the nurse you're looking for?" the old man asked with his hands behind his back.

"Yes, we had a brief chat and I think he is quite suitable."

The old man stopped talking, but looked Mo Shouchen up and down, his sharp eyes making Mo Shouchen's whole body stand on end.

"Hello, uncle, my name is Mo Shouchen, and I'm here to apply for a job as a caregiver."

Mo Shouchen initially planned to make up a fake name, but when he called her, the woman asked him to bring his ID card with him, so he had to use his real name.

"Hello." The old man nodded, "Originally, my daughter-in-law and I could take care of my son, but recently I got a leg problem, so I can only find a caregiver to help us share some of the burden. In fact, your job is very simple.

She just takes care of my son’s food, drink, and toilet, and regularly helps my daughter-in-law wipe my son’s body.”

To be honest, a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan for such a job is already very high. Unfortunately, Mo Shouchen can only work here for three days, so he won't get a penny during these three days. However,

In order to complete the task, he could only endure it.

"Okay, then I'll start working today?"

"No rush, my son can sleep for a while after drinking the medicine. Let's have lunch first."

After saying that, the old man limped out with his hands behind his back, and the woman stood up and followed. Mo Shouchen glanced at the man who was already asleep on the bed and felt that there was no point in staying here, so he followed him out.

Next to the brick house where the man lives is the kitchen and dining area. The food has been prepared, and the woman starts to serve the food after washing her hands.

Mo Shouchen hurried over to help serve the food. It was not that he was diligent, but that he was afraid that the food would be poisonous, so he deliberately messed up the order when serving the food, so that it was not certain who would eat which bowl of rice.

A total of four dishes were placed on the dinner table, including a fried egg with persimmons, a stir-fried pork with pepper, a vegetarian fried shredded potato, and a plate of pickled cucumbers.

After struggling all morning, Mo Shouchen was already hungry, but he did not use his chopsticks immediately. Instead, he waited until the old man and the woman had eaten which dish before he dared to pick up which dish. However, the old man and the woman did not show any abnormality.

, it seems that he is too worried.

During the meal, the three of them chatted briefly for a while, and Mo Shouchen roughly understood the basic situation of the family.

The old man's name is Jiang Wei, a farmer born and raised in Yushu Town. He said that he did not move because he was reluctant to leave this place. However, his daughter-in-law has just told the truth. In fact, he is just greedy and wants to extort more demolition money.

Jiang Wei's daughter-in-law is called Gao Wenjun. She was married last year. Unexpectedly, her husband had an accident not long after she married. She has been staying here to take care of her husband since then. A newly married wife can do this to such an extent that she is considered an old man.

The Jiang family is lucky.

Jiang Wei's son was Jiang Xinrong, who was a college classmate of Gao Wenjun. He originally had a mother, but because her son had an accident, she was so sad that she passed away before the Chinese New Year.

This family is actually quite miserable, but Mo Shouchen always feels that things are not as simple as they say, otherwise Black Book would not arrange the script tasks here.

The biggest doubt now is about Jiang Xinrong. If Gao Wenjun and Jiang Wei are telling the truth, then why did Jiang Xinrong show fear in his eyes, and why did he use red thin rope to tie up a patient with muscle atrophy in his hands and feet.

Mo Shouchen felt that he still had to look for clues from Jiang Xinrong.

[The author has something to say]

Today's update is late. I'm really sorry. The child has some minor problems. I took him to the hospital for the past two days. I didn't have enough time to write words, and my heart was a little restless. I hope everyone can understand. At the same time, thank you for your support.

, every time I see your comments, I feel very happy and feel that my hard work has not been in vain. Thank you everyone!