He was just standing there?

Of course, it was for…

Yuan Fang looked at Mu Chen behind Mingmei. Seeing him raise his chin and point toward Da Yao and the others, as if telling them to leave, Yuan Fang knew he wouldn't be getting any information this time either.

Some players play games for credit, for improvement, while others play to flirt with NPCs?

He didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked!

However, because of Yuan Fang's gaze, Mingmei seemed to notice something. She suddenly turned around and looked behind her at the empty space, finding nothing.

Was it just her imagination?

When she turned back, Yuan Fang had already turned around to search for evidence with Da Yao and the others.

It was the first time Mingmei had seen such an obedient player.

[Guigui, are you sure there's nothing else in this house?] Mingmei couldn't help but look around suspiciously again.

[Host, if you're worried, you can eat a portion yourself.] Guigui's words made sense, but Mingmei had to admit that she now understood the ostrich mentality that Lu Xiaoyao and the others had when they bought the lunch boxes.

She was also a little afraid of seeing something shocking.

[Ah, didn't the players not feel anything after eating it? I don't think I need to for now.]

[→_→]

Never mind, she was just a merchant NPC; she should just watch the show.

"Here! There's a diary here!"

Sure enough, in the study next to the living room, which had also been smashed to pieces, they found a leather-bound diary among a pile of shredded paper.

Mingmei heard and went over to take a look, and Zhen Po helpfully began to read it aloud for everyone.

"X year, X month, X day. New neighbors moved in next door. They seem to be a newly married couple named Clayton. The husband seems to be a very gentle and gentlemanly man, and he always takes good care of his wife when they go out. Oh, such a man makes my dear complain about me~"

Hearing this tone, everyone knew who the diary belonged to.

"X year, Y month, Y day. I haven't been sleeping well lately. It seems like the neighbors have been arguing again in the middle of the night. I didn't think that Nale, that guy, would get angry, but he becomes irritable in the middle of the night. It seems like Martha was crying too. Hmm? But then she laughed again. They must have made up."

"What the hell is this?" Da Yao looked puzzled when she heard this. "Crying and laughing? Isn't the point that the man seems very irritable?"

"Earlier, when something happened, didn't we also hear laughter from inside the room?" Wang Wenfei remembered the terrifying changes earlier, and there seemed to be a woman's laughter as well. "Is it related to this?"

Zhen Po continued flipping through the diary, his brow furrowed.

Seeing that everyone had stopped talking, he continued reading: "X year, Y month, T day. Ah, today my dear told me that when she went shopping with Martha, she saw bruises on her arms and legs.

"Oh my god! Could it be that she has suffered something bad? My dear said she would observe her and if anything really happened, as neighbors, we can't just let it go.

"Alas! I didn't expect that Nale, who always seemed so polite and gentlemanly on the outside, was actually faking it? How can he hit his wife?"

"X year, Y month, O day. Oh, God! If I ever meddle in their affairs again, I'm a pig! She's covered in injuries, but she still denies to the police that Nale did it? Our country doesn't randomly side with a man who commits domestic violence, but his wife does! Damn it! Let them be! I won't meddle in their affairs anymore!"

"Hmm, this must be what happened after he called the police for the first time, right?" Everyone heard this and realized the diarist's helplessness regarding the Claytons' troublesome affairs.

"Yes, the diary's time does indicate that it was shortly after the second report to the police."

"X year, S month, S day. Nale has finally shown his true colors, right? He even fought with John upstairs. What? He just couldn't stand it and said a few words to him. Does domestic violence make sense? If Martha hadn't defended him, that domestic abuser would have been locked up long ago. How could he still be swaggering around here?"

"Hmm, it seems like a lot of people know about Nale's domestic violence against Martha." Da Yao frowned and looked at Zhen Po, who was reading the diary, and asked, "Who spread the word about this? Could it be Meter?"

"It shouldn't be. The diary doesn't mention it, and it seems like the last incident made him determined not to get involved." Zhen Po shook his head, but after thinking about it, he added, "He only called the police, so some rumors would have spread, right? And the people living next door aren't just Meter; they can hear the noise from next door at night, so the people upstairs and downstairs might also be able to hear it."

When everyone heard this, they nodded in agreement.

"Actually, if it's true, then it's fine, but what if, as he said earlier, it might not be Nale's fault? Wouldn't that be very pitiful?"

When Wang Wenfei said this, she felt a little suffocated, and when she remembered what the spirits wrote during the previous channeling, she suddenly sighed, "No matter whose fault it is, it seems… that it always leads to irreparable consequences."

"Keep reading." Yuan Fang looked at Zhen Po again, signaling him to continue. They shouldn't jump to conclusions yet.

"X year, D month, D day. I finally understand that Martha is mentally ill. No matter how others try to help her, she always stands by that violent Nale! Now, who in the apartment wants to care about their mess? She's willing to be beaten; what's there to sympathize with? She's just a B[manually censored]!"

"X year, D month, R day. Okay, I admit, we are still kind at heart. We still can't remain indifferent when we see someone lying at our door, covered in injuries. Oh my god, I heard my dear say that Martha's body is covered in bruises, and the strangle marks on her neck are very obvious. Oh my god, what a foolish woman."

"I knew it! Nale is definitely a domestic abuser!" Suddenly, Lu Xiaoyao blurted out this sentence as if she had expected it.

Instantly, not only Mingmei looked over, but Yuan Fang and the others also looked at Lu Xiaoyao.

Mingmei: This is… Did Da Yao become invisible again?

Everyone: ???

For a moment, Mingmei noticed that the gazes of the others changed slightly when they looked at Lu Xiaoyao.

"Lu Xiaoyao," Wang Wenfei suddenly called out to her.

"Where's your talisman?"

"It's here." Lu Xiaoyao took it out of her arms, puzzled, and Wang Wenfei snatched it away without paying attention, and then stuck the talisman on her forehead in reverse.

Lu Xiaoyao: ???

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiaoyao was confused. She was just frightened by the death scene next door, and then she followed everyone here to search for evidence in a daze. She listened to the diary for a while in a daze, and then she came back to her senses. Why did she feel that the way others were looking at her was not right?

Could it be that she was discovered for slacking off?

"I'm not doing anything." Wang Wenfei shook her head, looked up, exchanged glances with the other players in secret, and then continued.

Mingmei saw everything clearly from the side, and for a moment she seemed to understand what everyone was communicating.

Everyone: Is there a problem? Blink.jpg

Wang Wenfei: No, just being stupid. Winking.jpg

Everyone: Ok!