I play the horror world as a development game

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Qiu Ling asked suspiciously: "Do you know the two of them?"

Qin Nuo said: "They are friends with me, and they just want to get to know each other briefly."

Qiu Ling didn't ask much about this, and said: "The tasks performed by the members of Group S are absolutely confidential, and we definitely don't know."

Qin Nuo shrugged: "Alright then, just ask."

"How many flesh and blood puzzles have you collected?"

"I can check this, you wait." Qiu Ling said, turned and sat next to the computer, typing on the keyboard quickly.

After a while, Qiu Ling turned her head and said with a smile: "I found it, let's see."

"How many pieces of the flesh and blood puzzle, and where they are stored, are all there."

Qin Nuo walked over and looked at the computer screen.

But soon, his expression froze slightly.

On the screen, a greedy snake was moving, and after turning around, it suddenly exploded.

The moment it exploded, a terrifying female ghost's head rushed out as if breaking through the screen, slamming it in front of Qin Nuo!

Qin Nuo was stunned.

Qiu Ling on the side smiled and tilted her head back, tears were about to come out: "Haha, little brat! You still want to fool your sister, such a childish trap, do you really think I'm so easy to deceive?"

Qin Nuo looked at the female ghost on the screen, but he didn't care. He originally thought that the people in the Central Bureau would not be so easy to fool, but he didn't expect that Qiu Ling would play him.

"Why aren't you scared?" Qiu Ling almost smiled, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked with her head tilted.

"If I was frightened by this, I should have been frightened to death in the horror copy."

Qin Nuo said calmly, looking at Qiu Ling's clever appearance: "So, you know all the information about me?"

"I do not know."

"But your tricks are so bad, let's not say whether you know it or not, who would be so stupid to say anything casually?" Qiu Ling picked up the thermos cup on the table and said, taking a sip.

Qin Nuoxin said that there really was one, and that one had just left.

Qiu Ling put down her teacup, leaned on the back of the chair, and said, "Stay here honestly, don't worry so much, Sister Meng is not so easy to talk to."

"Not everyone is as free as you."

Qin Nuo didn't say anything, but just asked, "Are you alone now?"

"Since it's an outpatient clinic, what should we do when the guests come?"

"Isn't the sign at the door saying closed?"

Qin Nuoxin said that she was really headstrong, just as she stood up, a figure came in at the door.

A man wearing a mask and a hat looked gloomy in his eyes. He saw Qin Nuo and asked Qiu Ling, "The person mentioned by the organization?"

"Uh-huh."

Qiu Ling introduced to Qin Nuo: "This is the pharmacist in the outpatient clinic, just call him Ah Liang."

Qin Nuo nodded: "Qin Nuo."

Ah Liang didn't say anything, walked towards the pharmacy behind the wall, and started busy with his work.

Later, the members of the outpatient clinic came back one after another. Their attitude towards Qin Nuo was very flat, neither good nor bad. Only Qiu Ling, a girl with a warm temper, chatted a few more words with Qin Nuo.

Although the members of this branch are ghost slayers behind their backs, they are indeed outpatient staff on the surface, able to complete the duties and tasks of various departments.

They received the same order for Qin Nuo, that is, to receive and ensure the safety of the mission target.

Near dusk.

The clinic came back with the last two people.

The so-called Sister Meng and Brother Yu.

It is indeed a man and a woman.

But what made Qin Nuo look weird was that Sister Meng was a child under ten years old.

Brother Yu is an 80-year-old octogenarian.

This... the titles of brother and sister don't seem right, do they?

Sister Meng bit the lollipop and looked at Qin Nuo innocently: "Your name is Qin Nuo?"

"I am." Qin Nuo looked at the little girl who was only as tall as his own knee, and felt a little awkward in his heart when he was asked such a question.

"Take care of me, everyone has greeted you, right? In the days to come, we will all be a family."

"Our branch, although relatively speaking, is the smallest, but the atmosphere must be the best." Sister Meng said with a smile.

Qin Nuo glanced at the expressions of A Liang and the others, forced a smile and said, "Really?"

Sister Meng wanted to say something else, but she turned her head and said to Qiu Ling: "Hold me to pee, didn't you mean to give me a small toilet, it's so tall, I can't even reach it!"

Qiu Ling got used to it too, picked up Sister Meng's little figure, and ran towards the corridor.

On the other hand, Brother Yu was not very interested in Qin Nuo, so he walked slowly to the living room, sat on the sofa, thumped his back, looked weak and unable to take care of himself, and asked Ah Liang to play television.

When it was getting dark, all the members of the branch came back.

It looked normal, but it just made Qin Nuo feel weird there, and couldn't bring it up.

The day simply passed by.

After washing up, when he lay down in the room, Qin Nuo felt a little insomnia for no reason, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

He was inexplicably impatient in his heart, and he didn't know what he was anxious about.

Maybe it was worried about Qin Yushi's current situation, or maybe it was anxious to solve the puzzle of the flesh and blood fragments, or maybe it was wondering why those overseas players were looking for him?

Distracted, will make people become impatient.

Qin Nuo is in this mood now.

Staying here is obviously a waste of time.

The appearance of the Thrilling Quantum always gave him a very uneasy feeling.

……

Late at night, the bustling city fell silent.

Although the streets and alleys are illuminated by street lights, there are places that are engulfed in darkness after all.

In an alley, there was a hustle and bustle of horror.

After a while, George came out from the darkness, and the eerie red light in his blood-red eyes receded little by little.

The expression was a little crazy, the trembling eyes gradually recovered, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and his clothes were full of blood and minced meat.

Grinning: "It's delicious, but it's too short."

Mihawk on one side looked at his sloppy appearance with obvious disgust on his expression.

Behind him, another man walked out, ragged and severely hunchbacked. He coughed violently twice as soon as he came out. A large amount of black blood was coughed out from his mouth, and he looked extremely ill.

The three of them appeared but did not communicate with each other, they were all waiting for the speaker to come out.

Not long after, a man in a suit came over from the entrance of the alley. His body was still neat and his hair was combed meticulously.

After patting a trace of dust on his body and smoothing out some wrinkles on the corners of his clothes, the man in the suit asked calmly, "Did you find it?"

"The location is confirmed."

"Yonghe Street, No. 6, Lane 1, a clinic."

"It's also a branch." The terminally ill man spoke hoarsely, his eyes were lifeless, and he was dying.

George's expression showed strong curiosity: "So, what did you use this time?"

The man in the suit looked calm, and said slowly: "Although it is a small branch, there are difficult guys."

"So, this time, use this to clear them."

While speaking, the man in the suit had something in his hand.

A white silk.

Ordinary, white silk swaying in the wind...

===Chapter 512 One-handed Chess Strange Ghost===

The next morning was bright and sunny.

The staff in the clinic left the clinic early. The old man named Brother Yu seemed to be resting today, sitting in the living room, playing chess with his neighbors.

Old people naturally play chess slowly, take a sip of health-preserving tea, wipe off their presbyopic glasses, put them back on, stare at the chess game, and consider their next move. It takes more or less half a day to finish a game.

Qin Nuo was free, and also helped the clinic with some miscellaneous tasks.

Ah Liang also stayed in the clinic, and from time to time, a few neighbors with colds, fevers and minor ailments came to the door to pick up some medicine for them, but it was also a leisure time.

"The guy from your clinic, what position is he in charge of?" The old man who played chess with Brother Yu, a bearded man, glanced at Qin Nuo and asked casually.

"What?"

Brother Yu is obviously a lot older, and his hearing has deteriorated. He has to repeat everything he hears, and his voice must be loud.

The bearded man got used to it and raised his volume.

"Oh, my relatives sent me to do an internship. I don't have any skills. I failed the college entrance examination. I came here to work as a prostitute." Brother Yu stood up and said slowly.

Qin Nuo choked when he heard this.

These guys set up such an identity for themselves, do they really want to lose face?

"Ah Liang, where are you going to be idle? We're done drinking the tea, let's change it." Brother Yu yelled.

A Liang came out from behind the front desk at the window, and said calmly, "Brother Yu, it's not good to drink too much tea, and you won't be able to fall asleep if you mess around until late at night."

"I'm in good health, so I don't need to worry about it." Even though Brother Yu said this, he coughed twice more violently and jumped the gun.

"Hey, general!"

Seeing this, the bearded old man happily jumped on his horse: "It's about to die, it's gone."

"Another pack of cigarette money, don't hold back!"

Brother Yu rubbed his glasses, looked at it for a long time, and then said: "That doesn't count, I was confused just now."

"Why not? Let's take Alzheimer's as an example. Now I'm out of the game." The bearded uncle didn't give Brother Yu a chance to regret his move, and directly disrupted the chessboard.

"One more round!"

Brother Yu said helplessly, but when all the chess pieces were aligned, he clutched his lower abdomen again, oops, with a painful expression on his face.

Ah Liang came over, got used to this, and said: "The old problem is coming again, go to the room and lie down, just take some medicine and wipe it off."

Even so, Brother Yu still wanted to grit his teeth and finish the game. He was really addicted to chess, but it was too painful. He called Qin Nuo over and played first.

Qin Nuo said, "I'm not very interested in playing chess."

"Will it be?"

"A little bit."

"Then help me carry it."

Qin Nuo smiled slightly: "What's the benefit?"

"Hey, do you want to benefit from playing chess?"

In the end, Qin Nuo got the benefit of wandering around here for two hours and free time. After Brother Yu was helped away, he put down the feather duster in his hand and sat down in front of the bearded man.

"Do you want to let you shoot a car?" The bearded uncle unfolded the oil-paper fan and asked with a faint smile.

"That's a good relationship, thank you for taking care of me so much."

"Playing chess is a thing. It can make a person calm, and even achieve the effect of recuperating." The bearded uncle stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Yes, maybe not?" Qin Nuo straightened the chess pieces.

Five minutes later, the bearded man looked at the chess game, held the pieces tightly in his hand, and thumped the table: "You kid, you don't know how to play chess?"

"Peace and peace, sir, that's what you said."

"I said, it will be a little bit." Qin Nuo said calmly, picked up the teacup, and took a small sip.