Chapter 82 The Singer, Oh, the Singer 15

Lin Xiangjun was very satisfied with Zhang Minxian's attitude.

"Right now, your identity is my cousin, the daughter of my aunt. Our grandparents only had one son and one daughter, which are your mother and my father. Your mother is the older sister."

"You are ten years older than me. You got married five years ago and live with your parents-in-law. You and your husband have a daughter who is two years old this year. The child needs more living space, so you need to move."

"Your husband's monthly salary isn't high... As a cousin who isn't very close to you, I don't know these details, so you can make them up yourself. Just remember to keep track of what you've fabricated so you don't give yourself away."

"The rent in Xieyou Alley, where we are now, is relatively cheap, so you want to move here with your husband. Because there are some bad rumors about this alley, you are coming here first to rent a place for a month to experience it before deciding whether to move in."

"Of course, you definitely need to move here, but you must ask the landlady to let you see all the clean rooms, and then report the room numbers to me."

Yes, this was Lin Xiangjun's plan.

Since there are rules in the clean rooms, she definitely had to get her hands on all of them.

All that was required was a bit of rent money.

Lin Xiangjun took out two thousand yuan and gave it to Zhang Minxian.

"The rent for a three-bedroom apartment is eight hundred, with a one-month deposit and one month's rent, so the remaining twelve hundred is your budget. A young girl died between Building 4 and Building 5 here previously. I need you to help me find out her specific details, the cause of death, the time of death... the more detailed, the better."

Lin Xiangjun was silent for a moment, then took out another three thousand yuan. Afterward, she bought a mobile phone in the store and added each other's contact information.

"I'll add a bit more to your budget. Send me a message on the phone immediately if there's any news."

It would be inconvenient to approve extra funds later, so it was better to give enough at once.

Having a mobile phone made communication easier.

Afterward, she placed an order in the store for several black outfits that matched Zhang Minxian's age and temperament, as well as a black wig.

"This instance requires wearing black clothes, no jewelry is allowed, and you should avoid perming or dyeing your hair. Your current color won't do, so just wear the wig to cover it up for now."

Zhang Minxian held a pile of things, along with five thousand in underworld currency, her expression dazed.

Damn, a wealthy family!

Big spender!

...

After taking Zhang Minxian to see the Old Lady, Lin Xiangjun successfully returned to her room, using the excuse that she still needed to tidy up her room.

She heaved a sigh of relief and took out the black umbrellas she had bought at the supermarket in the morning.

The black umbrellas looked unremarkable, but when she grasped one of them, a bullet comment suddenly appeared before her eyes:

"You have obtained instance rules (partial). Do you wish to read them?"

Just as Lin Xiangjun had thought.

With so many black umbrellas, there must be something extraordinary about them.

Sure enough.

Who could have guessed that the instance rules were actually stuffed inside a pile of umbrellas?

It wasn't convenient to look in the supermarket at the time, but now Lin Xiangjun could finally click confirm.

【14. Your umbrella is just a decoration. Do not open it.】

【15. There is no rain in Xieyou Alley.】

Lin Xiangjun frowned.

These two rules did not contradict each other, nor did they contradict the other rules she had mastered.

She couldn't rashly judge whether they were right or wrong.

Rule 14 said the umbrella was just a decoration... Lin Xiangjun carefully recalled and discovered that the people she had seen did indeed just hold their umbrellas in their hands; she had never seen anyone open one.

Rule 14 should be correct.

If Rule 14 was correct, then Rule 15 should also be correct. After all, if it didn't rain in Xieyou Alley, there was indeed no need to use an umbrella.

Moreover, since entering the instance, she hadn't used an umbrella, yet there were no signs of contamination on her body, nor had she been hunted by ghosts.

So those two rules were correct?

Lin Xiangjun recorded all the rules in her notebook. However, after finishing the recording, she stared at the two newly written rules, yet hesitated to close the notebook.

She always felt there was something strange.

Whether it was raining or not was something you could tell at a glance; listing this separately as a rule seemed a bit strange?

If this was a true rule, and it indeed wouldn't rain in the instance, then this rule itself was useless.

It was like me saying you wouldn't put your underwear on your head.

If this is true, you wouldn't put your underwear on your head anyway, which at most just proves that you are a normal person;

If this is false, and you really put your underwear on your head, then this is an obviously fake lie. Besides proving that you are crazy, it only proves that I am a liar.

This sentence itself was meaningless.

Would such meaningless words really appear in a three-star instance?

She stared at the rule for a long time, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Why go to all the trouble of thinking about whether this rule is true or false?

Just test it and you'll know!

She immediately pulled out a piece of tissue paper, peeled off a thin layer from the surface, taped one edge with adhesive tape, and stuck it to the window frame.

The tissue paper fluttered in the air.

Tissue paper has a characteristic: as long as it gets a little wet, it becomes wrinkled, and it wrinkles exactly where it gets wet.

If it rained, even if Lin Xiangjun didn't notice, the tissue paper would notice it for her.

Chemical products don't deal in metaphysics with you.

This was only the first scenario.

There was also a second scenario.

The rain was actually falling the whole time, but the chemical product couldn't feel it, and Lin Xiangjun, as a human, couldn't see it either.

This scenario also made sense. After all, indigenous people like the Old Lady were actually humans. If this rain was invisible to all humans, then it wouldn't be surprising that the Old Lady couldn't see it either.

But this situation wasn't hard to handle either.

Lin Xiangjun took out her phone and sent a message to Zhang Minxian.

"Is it raining outside?"

She was human, so she couldn't see it, but Zhang Minxian was a ghost.

Could human affairs be involved with ghosts?

If the Japanese can't afford to eat, does that affect the width of the American people's butts? What kind of absurd joke is this?

Now Rule 15 had a verification method.

Rule 14 wouldn't be hard to handle either.

Just because Lin Xiangjun didn't dare to experiment didn't mean Zhang Minxian couldn't.

"Later, go to the supermarket and buy a few more umbrellas, open them up to see, and report any abnormalities to me immediately."

She was just a paper figure; if something happened, she could just change into another body, and it would work just as well as the original.

Unlike Lin Xiangjun, who would be considered disabled immediately without her original body.

Having resolved the two rules, Lin Xiangjun finally put away the black umbrellas that were no longer of any use, and took out the lollipop and lighter she had picked up at the supermarket.

She had just glanced at them at the time, but discovered that among a pile of dark blue lighters, this one alone seemed a tiny bit lighter in color.

It wasn't obvious, a bit like those color perception tests online.

She took a chance on it; anyway, she didn't lack the five mao, so she just treated it like a blind box.