I am in the horror game, scrambling to steal the male lead's halo

Chapter 480 Zhuang Zhijie's Nephew

"What a guy." Gu Chaoxi stopped talking halfway through his words.

She didn't know how to describe Zhuang Zhijie, but at least as a father, he was impeccable.

Even though Zhuang Mi grew up without a mother, he was able to be taught to be such a gentle person.

Even when he knew that his daughter died while rescuing someone who was also being bullied, he did not blame the other person. Instead, he comforted the other person, saying that it was not the other person's fault.

They are just the same poor people.

The bumper car owner continued talking.

After this incident, Zhuang Zhijie looked for all the names that appeared in the diary.

Of course, he did not face them directly, but just observed these people in the dark.

When he learned that they all went to the same university, new ideas came to Zhuang Zhijie's mind.

He wanted these people to pay the price for what they had done.

So he asked someone about the schools these people went to, and coincidentally, they were all in the same place.

Then he came here and found a job.

"So, what you're saying is that he's out every day now, probably stalking those people to get revenge on them?"

"Maybe." The boss nodded and raised his hand to support his chin.

Gu Chaoxi's eyes flashed. Zhuang Zhijie definitely didn't go out to follow those people, but to trick them into the haunted house.

Because the haunted house is the place that Zhuang Zhijie is most familiar with, every brick and tile here was built by Zhuang Zhijie.

Only by making those college students disappear here can he ensure that no one will know about it.

However, Gu Chaoxi only thought about these words in his heart and definitely did not say them out loud.

Pei Yan pointed his finger at the counter and his eyes drooped slightly.

It seems unlikely that Zhuang Zhijie could get rid of eight people at the same time by himself. Does he have other helpers?

"Does Zhuang Zhijie have any other relatives in this city?"

The bumper car owner was in a trance for a moment, tilting his head and thinking carefully: "I haven't heard him say this, let me think about it."

After a while, he suddenly snapped his fingers as if he remembered something.

"There is a boy wearing a hat who always comes here. He seems to be working part-time, but I always feel that he and Zhuang Zhijie have a very good relationship. It doesn't seem like they just met."

really.

Gu Chaoxi curved his lips and smiled lightly: "Does this person come here often?"

"Yes, I saw him at noon today."

The young boy wearing a hat is called Han Zifei.

A few times before, when the bumper car owner went to see Zhuang Zhijie, he happened to see the two of them eating at the bar, so he greeted him.

However, I have never heard how Han Zifei called Zhuang Zhijie.

"Do they look alike?"

Hearing this, the bumper car owner thought about it again and shook his head: "No, but I feel that Zhuang Mi and Han Zifei are a bit similar."

Gu Chaoxi clapped his hands. Isn’t this true?

It is very likely that Han Zifei is a relative of Zhuang Mi's mother, for example, Zhuang Mi's cousin or something like that.

If Han Zifei has a very good relationship with Zhuang Mi, it makes sense that he helps Zhuang Zhijie for the sake of revenge for Zhuang Mi.

"Okay, thank you."

Almost all the questions that need to be asked have been asked. I guess this is all the bumper car owner knows.

Gu Chaoxi and Pei Yan looked at each other and prepared to go to other bosses to ask if they had any other impressions of Zhuang Zhijie.

The two walked around the amusement park again and asked several bosses, but apart from knowing that Zhuang Zhijie was a very good person, they had almost no useful clues.

"Are you asking about Zhuang Zhijie?"

Someone reached out and patted Pei Yan's shoulder from behind. He and Gu Chaoxi turned around and saw that the clown at the gate was now standing in front of them.

"I know you're asking about him."

Without even waiting for the two to speak, the clown took over the conversation.

"Don't bother Zhuang Zhijie. He is a very good person and has his own reasons for doing things."

Gu Zhaoxi was a little surprised: "Do you know why we are looking for him?"

The clown shook his head, his eyes widened a little: "Are you going to arrest him? Please don't do this."

Gu Zhaoxi was somewhat helpless. She shook her head and said, "We are not here to arrest him. We just want to know what he wants to do."

The clown seemed to be thinking seriously about what Gu Chaoxi said. Then he took a step back, took out a balloon in his hand and handed it to Gu Chaoxi.

She looked at it, reached out and took it in her hand.

The balloon was floating in the air with a smiley face painted on it, and it looked particularly happy.

The clown paced on the spot, then turned to look at the two people again: "Zhuang Zhijie just wants to avenge his daughter. He just wants revenge."

He repeated this sentence twice and then pointed outside the gate.

Outside the gate was thick fog, as if there was no boundary.

The fog was spreading deeper and deeper, but people were still coming and going at the gate.

This plane is confined to this playground.

"Han Zifei sometimes comes at noon, and sometimes at night. He has already come at noon today, and he will not come again today."

The clown had a deep impression of Han Zifei because the young man always wore a hat that covered his hair every time he came to the amusement park.

Every time he comes, he doesn't play any other games. He just goes straight to the Haunted House.

But one time, the clown followed him to the haunted house and found that he just went to the haunted house but didn't play.

Later, he met Han Zifei and Zhuang Zhijie having dinner together.

"Do you know what the relationship between Han Zifei and Zhuang Zhijie is?" Gu Chaoxi pulled the balloon down and reached out to squeeze it gently.

The clown nodded: "I know, he is Zhuang Zhijie's nephew."

As if he was afraid that the two people didn't understand, he added, "He is Zhuang Mi's cousin."

This time, both of them had a gleam in their eyes. As expected, Han Zifei was Zhuang Mi's mother's cousin.

Since he is my cousin, it can be explained.

If two people have always had a very good relationship, and then they learn that their sister has died, they will definitely hate those who caused her death.

"thank you."

After thanking the clown, the two turned around and saw Qin Wei standing not far away, looking at them with her hands on her hips.

Before Gu Chaoxi got close, Qin Wei's voice reached his ears: "Okay, you two, abandon the others and look for clues on your own, right?"

"Isn't this telling you to have a good rest? We'll take care of the search for clues!"

Gu Chaoxi trotted over, held Qin Wei's shoulders with a smile, then put his hand down and hugged her arm, as if he was acting coquettishly.

Qin Wei had no choice. Since these two people had done the thing, what else could she do?

"Okay, what did you find?"

"How about knowing the origin and past story of the owner of the haunted house? Are you interested?"