871: The original self

After reading the correct Weird Tales rules updated by the System, Mo De noticed that the wife beside him was still looking at him with a bewildered and innocent expression.

What he thought was indeed correct.

This seemingly relaxing meal also hid a crisis!

Based on his experience of surviving until now, in summary, any meal made by this wife had a problem!

Looking at the meat on the plate, Mo De frowned.

The meat in front of him was not actually a whole piece.

It was a meat patty made from minced meat.

From the appearance, it was really difficult to tell if this was the meat he had brought back.

Unless he tasted it.

However, with the System's reminder, there was no need to undertake that unknown and dangerous step.

According to the System, this portion of meat was not the one he bought, so that portion of meat should still be in the kitchen.

Looking towards the pitch-black kitchen, Mo De got up without hesitation.

"Dear, where are you going?"

At the dining table, the wife suddenly spoke.

If it were before, when Mo De suddenly heard this sentence, he would definitely have scruples, thinking that this might be a warning that he was about to touch a rule's red line.

But now, he was very calm.

"What I do, it seems I don't need to explain it clearly to you, right?" Mo De's voice carried a clear hint of disgust.

Crises of life and death can always stimulate a person's potential.

Mo De discovered that after coming to this Tales of the Weird world, he had indeed made great progress in acting.

While saying this, Mo De could see that the wife at the dining table was first stunned, and then stared fixedly at him.

This situation was like a prelude to an impending downpour!

However, after a moment, the wife's eyes began to turn red, her head lowered slightly, and she very harmoniously displayed a wronged expression.

The cheerful Una also seemed to have sensed the change in atmosphere and habitually fell silent.

As expected...

This kind of attitude was how husband and wife interacted in this family!

Looking at the silent wife, Mo De walked resolutely towards the kitchen.

The kitchen was pitch black.

Using the birthday candle on the dining table, Mo De could see that beside the sink, the meat he had bought was placed there!

And on the other side, there was a cutting board.

On top of it was a pile of minced meat that had been chopped like mud!

This meat, which he hadn't bought, was exactly what his wife had just served at the table.

Even though the meat was raw, Mo De still couldn't tell what kind of meat it was.

Picking up the portion of meat he had bought nearby, Mo De looked at the cooking machinery and stoves in the kitchen.

They were all broken.

It was like an abandoned kitchen, the items inside were completely unusable.

"Half a catty of meat, that's a challenge." Looking at the raw pork in his hand, Mo De gritted his teeth, the only option was to eat it raw!

The taste of raw meat was not good.

Even if the raw smell was faint, when it was put into his mouth, the burst was extremely strong.

However, lean meat had a much better texture compared to fatty meat.

It just so happened that Mo De still had the right to choose between eating lean meat and fatty meat.

Before long.

Mo De discarded the meat in his hand that he had eaten quite a bit of.

What surprised him a little was that his body didn't have any nauseous reactions in this situation.

He even... felt like he hadn't had enough...

What was going on? Was this his hidden preference?

No.

It should be said that this was the original Sheriff Mode's preference!

"Dear, eat some too, okay?"

After Mo De came to the living room, the wife began to gently persuade him again.

Her posture was very low, completely lacking the appearance she had when they interacted as equals before.

However.

Mo De felt that this dynamic was actually more harmonious than before.

This was the true situation of a Town Sheriff's family!

After the wife's persuasive voice came out, Mo De ignored it.

Ignoring was a manifestation of disgust, and it didn't need to be too deliberate.

Seeing that Mo De didn't pay any attention to what she said, the wife immediately fell silent.

After the meal.

The wife collected everything from the dining table and took it to the kitchen.

The two Hong Lei's daughters also went to their rooms.

Mo De looked at the time, sitting on the sofa with some hesitation.

"Splash splash splash~"

The sound of water emerged from the bathroom.

Lin Yue's wife was taking a bath at this moment.

"Dear, can you help me get the body wash from outside?"

The wife's request came as Mo De expected.

Reaching out to pick up the body wash not far away, Mo De couldn't help but look towards the bathroom.

A faint light was on inside the bathroom, and the translucent glass clearly projected a figure that was curvy and like a water Snake.

"Dear, we haven't bathed together for a long time, can you keep me company today?"

When Mo De came to the door, the wife inside asked with a hint of pleading.

[10. When your Lin Yue's wife is taking a bath, she hopes you will go in to talk to her and comfort her.]

The Weird Tales prompt appeared before him at the same time.

...

"Click~"

The bathroom door opened.

The wife looked outside the door.

But she only saw a bottle of body wash placed on the ground, as for Mo De, he had already left after putting the item down.

Mo De, who left from the bathroom side, had already arrived at the room he had stayed in for two consecutive days.

Opening the drawer on the desk.

Mo De immediately got the flashlight he found on the first night.

After experiencing the pitch-black encounter tonight, Mo De finally understood how useful a flashlight was.

He originally thought flashlights were everywhere, but when he actually tried to find one, he encountered obstacles everywhere.

Or perhaps, this Tales of the Weird world inherently didn't allow the existence of light.

He tried the switch.

The flashlight could be used normally, it wasn't very bright, but it was enough.

He planned to take advantage of the time before 12 o'clock to continue exploring the basement to find out what was going on.

This was also one of the reasons why he didn't go to the bathroom to accompany his wife.

Of course, the main reason was that Mo De couldn't estimate the cost of entering the bathroom.

The most optimistic cost was paying billions of lives, the most terrifying cost was paying one life.

Instead of contemplating and choosing among these, it was better to simply not enter the situation.

Anyway, this Weird Tales rule didn't mention what the cost would be for not accompanying his wife.

Shaking the flashlight, Mo De opened the door.

According to his memory, he walked all the way towards the depths of the corridor.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, the scene in the corridor also clearly appeared before his eyes, frame by frame.

The wooden floorboards were already covered with obvious dust on both sides.

And the area where people walked in the middle appeared relatively bright.

This clearly showed signs that someone frequently walked there but had not cleaned.

It didn't take long.

Mo De arrived above the basement.

Looking around.

The clean area conspicuously ended here!

Further down the corridor, it was all dust!

There were no windows in the depths of this corridor, it was pitch black regardless of day or The Black Night.

If it wasn't for the flashlight, Mo De really wouldn't have noticed the dust situation here.

Just from the cleanliness of the floor, it could be judged that the original him seemed to have frequently entered and exited this basement!

After a moment.

Mo De descended into the basement.

The pungent smell of paint surged to his nose again.

Thinking back, Mo De could sense that this was not paint that was normally stored at all!

It was more like it had been poured out, the paint covering the ground was like it was meant to cover up some smell!

When the flashlight shone into the basement, Mo De's heart skipped a beat.

Right before his eyes was a large mirror that he couldn't ignore no matter what.

The mirror facing him was like another dimension.

The him in the mirror, at first glance, carried a hint of unfamiliarity, startling Mo De slightly.

He didn't dwell on this matter for too long.

Mo De then turned to look at other areas in the basement.

This place was indeed not small.

It was even larger than the half-room he had estimated before.

However, there were a lot of cluttered old items piled up around, making the entire basement feel cramped.

His gaze fell on the wardrobe not far away, this was the item that had saved his life before.

The style of the wardrobe was a bit strange.

The style was old-fashioned, but the color was painted with some hip-hop style paint.

To put it simply, it was randomly smeared patterns.

No wonder he felt it was difficult to breathe inside the cabinet before, with such thick paint applied and placed in this poorly ventilated basement, how could the smell not be strong?

At the moment this thought emerged, Mo De's breathing also paused.

Incorrect.

The System had already reminded him that the wardrobe in front of him was one of the important pieces of evidence!

He walked a few steps towards the wardrobe.

Mo De reached out and touched the layer of paint on the surface.

The paint felt a bit damp to the touch, combined with the poor ventilation in the basement, the time the paint was applied to this wardrobe would not exceed one month.

Continuing to observe, Mo De could see that the coating on the surface of the wardrobe was not uniform.

This didn't look like renovating new furniture, it was more like covering something up.

Biting the flashlight, Mo De opened the cabinet door.

Inside this cabinet, a patch of paint had also been applied!

Concealment.

This word, at this moment, appeared before Mo De, magnified several times!

Did the original him still have any secrets?

Frowning, Mo De closed the wardrobe door.

He looked at the clutter nearby, then turned to explore another direction in the basement.

With the System's newly added function of identifying key evidence, Mo De's speed in finding case-related information was undoubtedly much faster.

While searching, Mo De picked up a piece of paper the size of a fingernail from a pile of ashes.

"Ding~ The Host has found a piece of key evidence, rewarding the Host with 1 lie detection opportunity."

The System's prompt sound suddenly emerged.

And this made Mo De couldn't help but look at the item in his hand a few more times.

This piece of paper that didn't feel like anything special was actually worth the System's reward!

Didn't that mean its status as evidence in the case was equivalent to the level of a murder weapon like a bone cleaver?

How could something like this end up being destroyed?

While frowning, Mo De couldn't understand.

The original him was so actively solving cases, how could there be signs of evidence being destroyed in the basement of his own home?!

As the Sheriff, what kind of role was he playing in this case?

An unspeakable sense of unease gradually emerged in Mo De's heart.

All along, he seemed to have lacked understanding of the original him!

Just like he didn't know that the original him would be the kind of person who treated his Lin Yue's wife and Hong Lei's daughters this way at home!