Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1406: Between neighbors

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Grandma Pink's mental deterioration has become more and more serious recently.

When Lin Sanjiu went out to water the cat sunflower, he saw her standing at the door of the apartment several times, guarding the door like a guard; every time she said hello, Grandma Pink had a blank look on her face, obviously not remembering it at all. Who is she? Fortunately, the old lady still remembered her grandson and followed Pink very closely, as if she was afraid that his grandson would disappear without even a glance.

Only a few days after entering the game, in Lin Sanjiu's eyes, this short, fat, middle-aged man was equated with the old lady - what she saw in her eyes was still a middle-aged man, but in her mind, there were immediate conditions Reflectively floats "Grandma Pink."

Lin Sanjiu would feel worried every time he greeted her. Grandma Pink is so confused. What story should she tell to make the other party think that she really has psychic abilities? Does Grandma Pink still understand what psychic powers are?

It's not just Grandma Pink... Among all her neighbors, only Xiao Huang is half-trusting of her now. The progress in the character manual was 1 for a while and 0 for a while. It was obvious that Xiao Huang was struggling between belief and disbelief - of course, Elizabeth would not feel any guilt at all about using other people's mental instability to achieve her own goals. .

If Xiao Huang hadn't hallucinated and thought she saw a pair of bare feet under the curtains of her house, I'm afraid she wouldn't even have one person who believed her. Lin Sanjiu wasn't sure at the time whether she was testing herself or whether she was really hallucinating, so she had no choice but to say that she had an "old friend" who followed her wherever she went; until she saw Xiao Huang's Looking at her face, she realized that thanks to the other person's mental problems, she finally had the first person who might believe her.

I don’t know where to find the next one. It seems that the method of telling stories at tea parties is not well received; if she continues like this honestly and by the rules, she will not be able to clear the game.

"Pink,"

That afternoon, when Lin Sanjiu walked out of the room on time, she said hello to Pink. "You're not playing fighting games today. Are you reading comics?"

Pink was still sitting at the door of the apartment as usual. It's just that his appearance today is a bit strange: instead of holding the book with his hands, he stepped on the edge of a comic with his feet, and his dark golden eyelashes drooped; whenever he wanted to turn a page, he would pick it up with a branch. Open the page - as if unwilling to even touch it.

"Why are you reading like this?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but ask.

Pink raised his eyes, and his green pupils seemed to glow in the sunlight. "It's up to you to take care of it," he said, still being rude.

Just as Lin Sanjiu was about to lift her feet, Pink stopped her again.

"You are a goddess, right?" Those bright green pupils soaked in the white snow were staring at her.

"I prefer to be called a psychic."

"Since you are the goddess," Pink continued as if he didn't hear what she said, "then can you help me calculate something?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up and she asked with a smile.

Pink frowned and hesitated.

"Calculate when I will die."

Lin Sanjiu was really surprised when these words came from the mouth of a five-year-old child. She just opened her mouth, before she was sure what she should say, but she saw Pink suddenly stood up - he kicked away the comics on the ground, whispered "Forget it", and turned around Went back to the house.

Lin Sanjiu lowered his head to look at the comic, wrapped his hands with his sleeves, and picked it up. When she straightened up, she subconsciously glanced at Pink's house, and sure enough she saw it again.

Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows, the curtains were slightly opened. The old lady who was hiding in the shadows and peering out revealed only one eye that was so cloudy that it turned blue. The two looked at each other through the slit, and the old lady quickly disappeared between the curtains. .

...Did Grandma Pink give this comic to Pink?

Lin Sanjiu thought as he slowly walked down the stairs, carrying the comics. But why did she harm her grandson? Are you too confused——

She stopped suddenly on the stairs.

She was only halfway down the stairs. When she looked up, she could still see the window of Pinker's house. The curtains were not closed, and a dark crack was still exposed.

Maybe she is too worried, maybe she is too suspicious, but——

Whose eye did she see just now?

There is only one person Grandma Pink is keeping an eye on, and that is her grandson. She never stared outside when her grandson had returned to the house. It is a rare thing to look at outsiders instead of your grandchildren; besides... Grandma Pink is a man who is nearly middle-aged, and is far from being so old that her eyes turn blue. situation.

Is it a lighting problem? Is it Miss Chen?

Coincidentally, just when Lin Sanjiu thought of this, she happened to see Miss Chen walking out of her apartment. The latter probably couldn't bear the cry of the baby next door, so he walked over and knocked on the door of Apartment No. 4. After a while, Ah Hei hurriedly opened the door, with a towel hanging on his shoulder and holding a hand in his hand. Bottle, sweat all over my forehead.

"I'm sorry," he apologized immediately when he saw Miss Chen: "I was warming the milk and he was hungry... As you know, he didn't have a mother to feed him..."

The conversation between the two passed by Lin Sanjiu's ears. She stood on the stairs, looking at Pink's house for a while and at Miss Chen for a while. At this time, it was almost dinner time, and the smoke and smoke in the residential building was stronger than usual, which gradually convinced her that she was overthinking it. If not Grandma Pink, who would it be? After all, because he was older, he moved slower and didn't follow his grandson in time to look back, maybe it was because of that.

When Lin Sanjiu approached Apartment No. 4, Ah Hei's face dropped as soon as he saw her. Miss Chen was still standing at the door. When she heard the footsteps and turned around, her eyes were attracted by the comics in her hand.

"What are you here for?"

"What are you doing with it?" The two asked almost at the same time.

"Do you know this comic?" Lin Sanjiu didn't answer Ah Hei, but still wrapped his hands with his sleeves and picked up the book and asked.

"I gave it to Pink," Ms. Chen said with a frown, "Why did you take it away? Are you dirty? Why are you holding it like this?"

Before Lin Sanjiu could reply, she had already snatched away the book - Miss Chen’s unprotected hand skin was pressed directly onto the comic book~IndoMTL.com~ which made Lin Sanjiu scream. Choked back. The old lady didn't know it. She took the comic and went upstairs again, as if she wanted to take it back to Pink.

Lin Sanjiu looked at her back and didn't know how to react for a moment. Miss Chen didn't seem affected at all, but in comparison she seemed to be overly suspicious - when she turned her head, Ah Hei was looking at her coldly.

"I came to see Xiao Huang," she immediately came up with the excuse she had thought of and lowered her voice and said, "I think it would not be a bad thing for her to try other methods..."

Ah Hei was a very competent husband, and he opened his mouth to block her out of the door. Lin Sanjiu hurriedly squeezed through the crack in the door, and said with a smile: "Don't you think I was relieved last time?" Is her condition much better after that?"

Her husband hesitated for a few seconds.

"I'll just sit with her, help her stabilize her mentality, and leave right away."

This sentence seems to have finally convinced Ah Hei. "I have to go to warm the milk. Don't talk nonsense to her. I'll be back soon."

Just a minute or two was enough for Lin Sanjiu. While Ah Hei disappeared behind a door in the corridor, she quickly walked into the master bedroom; Xiao Huang lay on the bed with his back to her, motionless, as if asleep.

She looked around, and sure enough she found a walkie-talkie-like machine on the bedside table - it was a baby monitor that most parents would have, which could alert parents to anything unusual in time. Lin Sanjiu reached out and grabbed it, turned off the power, and stuffed it into his trouser pocket. She couldn't afford this thing; she would have to steal the baby's side later so she could use it to spy on others.

Subconsciously looking up, Lin Sanjiu's eyes fell on the window opposite the bed. Xiao Huang cast a blurry reflection on the window, lying on his side. The eyes on his face were wide and round, looking at her from the reflection in the window.