Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 1112 A Passerby Cannon Fodder in an Infinite Flow Dimension (Part 35)

Upon hearing the unusual sound, Miaomiao instinctively looked towards the source of the noise and discovered that it was coming from beside her bed, through an inconspicuous hole. The phone call was coming from there.

The man's movements froze abruptly at the sound of the phone call. The probing and invasive aura he had just exuded instantly ceased. His "gaze" behind the mosaic seemed rather troublesome, but he ultimately stopped speaking.

He ignored Miaomiao and instead stood up abruptly, then turned to the two children and said in a deep voice.

"We missed lunchtime today, so there's no food to eat."

"You two should go to bed with Mom early. Dad will be back after he finishes his work."

The tenderness he had shown towards the child vanished completely after his intentions were interrupted. The man was barely containing his anger, pacing back and forth in the room, but the ringing didn't stop.

Or rather, after it stopped, it called back.

The man turned and left, slamming the door shut with a bang that made the room tremble slightly.

Miaomiao let out a long sigh of relief, her tense body instantly collapsing, her back already soaked with cold sweat.

She composed herself, looked at the two boys who were still standing ramrod straight, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"How many mothers have you met before?"

The smaller boy glanced at her, then at the security camera above, and after a long pause, spoke like a robot.

"Your mother died when she gave birth to your sister. You are her second mother, the sixth child your father brought home."

The sixth one?

Miao Miao's heart suddenly contracted.

She didn't want to ask where the previous mothers had gone. After all, now that she was here, those people's fate wouldn't be good, or rather, they were already dead.

Now, what Miaomiao really wants to know is whether she is Luna.

She suppressed her shock and continued to ask in a low voice.

"What were your mothers' names before?"

This is a strange question, but Miaomiao has a feeling that this is the key to the problem.

Sure enough, after Miaomiao asked the question, the older boy answered without hesitation.

"Luna. Daddy said all mothers are named Luna."

All mothers are named Luna?

Miaomiao felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, and a chill ran down her spine throughout her body.

Two clear possibilities exploded in her mind.

Either she really is Luna, but just shares the same name as the mother of these two children, and was mistaken for her by the man or deliberately chosen.

Or perhaps she wasn't Luna at all, but was just a substitute for "Mom" kidnapped by this perverted man.

Regardless of the reason, she was an innocent victim dragged into this mess. And this man with his face completely blurred is most likely the real culprit the game wants its players to find.

Miaomiao pursed her lips. Even though it was almost certainly true, she didn't dare to blurt out the word "murderer."

She's not stupid. The rules of the game clearly state "find the murderer," but it's not that simple.

Putting aside the fact that she didn't even know the man's name, she couldn't exactly shout "Mosaic is the murderer" into thin air, could she?

More importantly, the identification must be made in front of the murderer, but if it is exposed in person, the existence of the game will likely be revealed, and the game system will have plenty of excuses to eliminate her.

The safest thing to do right now is to find out the man's identity first. With his face covered by a mosaic, she doesn't know who he is. The game is really cunning.

"What are your fathers' names?"

Miaomiao lowered her voice, trying to make her tone sound calm so as not to arouse the children's suspicion.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, the two boys, who had been behaving themselves, turned their dark eyes to look in the direction behind her.

Miaomiao turned around following their gaze and realized that the hands of the old-fashioned alarm clock on the wall had quietly slid to eight o'clock.

Without any unnecessary movements, the two boys seemed to have received precise instructions, and stood up and walked straight to the bed.

Even without washing up, they maintained their orderly pace, lying down on either side of Miaomiao, and then skillfully pulled the blankets over themselves.

The next second, with a soft "click," the only light bulb in the room suddenly went out, and a thick darkness instantly swallowed the entire small room, leaving only the hum of the exhaust fan and the ticking of the clock amplified in the silence.

Just as Miaomiao was tense and adjusting to the darkness, the smaller boy next to her suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered something in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"Mom, please don't resist, don't run away, or you'll die."

Dad... has been watching us the whole time.

The childish voice was devoid of emotion, yet it was like a cold needle, pricking Miaomiao's heart with a slight pain.

She tensed up abruptly and instinctively looked towards the corner of the room. Apart from a sliver of blue light from the security camera, she could see nothing else in the room.

Miaomiao knew that the man would probably review the surveillance equipment, but she wondered if such a large surveillance device had an infrared function.

Miaomiao gritted her teeth and remained silent.

She has neither the strength to resist nor the ability to break the rules, so she can only endure it for now.

As long as this man doesn't bother her tonight, she can get through this day.

Once her weakness subsides the day after tomorrow, she'll be able to do more things. She just doesn't know if she'll have that opportunity. Her luck has already helped her, so hopefully she'll keep trying.

Meanwhile, after leaving the cabin, Harris strode up to the landline in the upstairs room and answered the ringing receiver with a grim expression.

"Mr. Harris, I'm sorry to bother you at this time."

The receiver carried Xie Chenzhou's deliberately slowed voice, befitting his "Willie" persona, with a touch of businesslike seriousness.

"We just came across some evidence related to the Luna case while we were sorting through old case files. We need you and a few other people to verify it. Please come to the police station now."

Harris's fingers tightened sharply on the receiver when he heard the name "Luna," his knuckles turning white.

The gentle and timid look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a sinister rage surging in his eyes, which he had to suppress forcibly, his voice still feigning a flattered yet somewhat fearful demeanor.

"Officer Willie?"

Is it really necessary to go over so late?

"I have something urgent to attend to..."

"Yes, it concerns important evidence, please cooperate."

Xie Chenzhou's tone remained firm, even deliberately emphasizing the words "important evidence," conveying an undeniable sense of pressure.

"Of course, if you refuse to cooperate, we will have no choice but to send someone to your home to ask you to come, on the grounds of suspected obstruction of official business."

A brief silence fell over the receiver, and Xie Chenzhou could clearly hear Harris's suppressed breathing coming from the other end.

He knew perfectly well that Harris's "socially anxious and escapist" persona was just a facade, and given the police's tough stance, he was unlikely to choose to confront them head-on.

After all, if things get out of hand, his hidden secrets might be exposed.

Even though they were complete strangers, Xie Chenzhou felt no disgust when facing so many other people, but he was filled with disgust when he met Harris.

Sure enough, a moment later, Harris’s voice rang out again, but with a hint of reluctant compromise.