In the basement, Lu Mi struggled to weave his way between the sculptures.
He had spent half an hour searching while exchanging information with Cheng Cheng, but still hadn't found the sculpture with Shen Yiwen's name tag on its back.
"Where on earth did she go..." Surely she hadn't completely vanished, as Zhang Wei had claimed.
If that were the case, Shen Yiwen wouldn't come back even if they cleared the instance.
And there was Zhong Zixian, who had also turned into a sculpture...
Cheng Cheng, however, was crouching in front of the sculpture in the center of the room, studying it intently.
"Why do you think Zheng Sinian made so many sculptures of Yu Qingchen?"
"A twisted kind of love?"
The clue on the window and the chains beneath the bed both showed that Zheng Sinian was obsessively possessive of Yu Qingchen.
There didn't seem to be anything else worth searching for in the basement. With a sigh, Lu Mi prepared to look elsewhere.
"I won't come along," Cheng Cheng said. "You've got all the Player Room keys, right?"
Assuming he wanted to check the room where Zheng Sinian was locked up, Lu Mi handed over the ring of keys.
Cheng Cheng went upstairs with his hands in his pockets and listened outside a room for a long while. "Wow, it's so quiet."
Then he raised his hand and knocked hard. "Anyone in there? If not, I'm coming in."
He seemed to have forgotten how thoroughly soundproof the house was. Acting as though there was nothing he could do if they refused to open the door, he took out the key and slipped it into the lock.
The moment he opened the door a crack, someone inside shrieked, "Aaaaah-what are you doing!!!??"
Leaning against the doorway, Cheng Cheng watched