Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 41: Dabai, what is your background?

Su Bai drove the car of the person who was knocked out by himself, and first came to my aunt's house. On the way, Su Bai sent a WeChat message to the fat man, telling him that his Audi car was still parked in the parking lot of that hotel. Here, let him drive back by himself.

Auntie's house, Su Bai just came here a while ago, and the monk and Gyatso have also been here.

The house is a small villa, with its own parking space, and the surrounding greenery is also very good. It can be regarded as a boutique high-end community. Although the aunt is a widow, she has retired from the office, but she has a lot of stocks from other companies. Therefore, the aunt and cousin do not need to worry about their livelihoods.

After all, my aunt is the same as my cheap mom, who is a child of an official. My aunt has also been in politics for a period of time. Basically, when other juniors in the family start companies and start companies, they will share a portion of their stocks in order to win the family. The support of the real core members in this is a kind of unspoken rules that are naturally used and established by conventions.

If it weren’t for your own cheap mom who became an audience, and walked on a road completely different from ordinary people, maybe, as an ordinary person, that woman is probably sitting here now, holding a book in her hand. Book, with a cup of tea next to you, live your life as a noble lady leisurely, and her so-called husband is also the standard match of the marriage between the two big families in the eyes of the common people, even if it is not true love, but at least It is rich and powerful.

For a while, Su Bai seemed to be in a daze. If there was no broadcast, everything should have developed like this.

Just quickly, Su Bai closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it.

Turned around and sat down on the steps in front of the villa’s gate. Su Bai’s left hand is a fish pond. The rest of the surrounding villas are equipped with a fish pond as standard, while the aunt’s house was rebuilt by herself. .

Su Bai still remembered that although he didn’t have much contact with her aunt before, her former aunt was very aggressive, but since the uncle passed away due to illness, the aunt also went through the formalities of early retreat and made one with peace of mind. Idle woman, and this pond is a good proof.

Raising his head, Su Bai gritted his teeth. He did not enter the house, and there is really no need to enter the house again, because the people he is waiting for will come back by himself, but...

"She is your sister. You don't have to be so cruel, right? You won't be so cruel." Su Bai muttered to himself.

I’m not the child you gave birth to yourself. It’s okay to do whatever you want with me, how to experiment, but that’s your sister, you will save her life, after you have used up Her physical condition.

When a taxi arrived here, Su Bai slowly stood up. He saw his aunt getting off the taxi and took out the money from the bag to pay the fare. After the taxi left, the aunt took the initiative Come to Su Bai's side.

She walked naturally, and she walked normally,

Regardless of the gaze,

Regardless of the action,

In short, it's normal.

It's just that Su Bai's breathing became thicker and thicker at this time, because he discovered that the woman in front of him had only one skin left, and even the skin was gone very quickly.

At this moment, she is just a clockworked toy, carrying out the last instructions of a person, and that person is her sister!

Auntie smiled and walked straight past Su Bai.

But he didn't pay attention to Su Bai, instead he opened the door directly and walked into the living room from the hallway.

Su Bai turned around and walked in with him.

In the living room, there was a mess. Obviously, the monk had encountered a lot of trouble here before, but the aunt still saw nothing and went straight into her bedroom.

Su Bai followed into my aunt's bedroom,

He saw his aunt sitting in front of the dressing table slowly and painting her makeup. The light makeup made her already more beautiful.

Then, my aunt walked to the bedside and put the photo of herself with her deceased husband and her young daughter on the bedside table on her chest, and she lay flat on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, the aunt's body began to rot, exuding a foul smell, and the maggots were crawling back and forth on her body, coming in and out.

Su Bai slowly clenched his fist,

Although Su Bai's eyes are red at this time, there is still a smile at the corner of Su Bai's mouth, but this smile looks very gloomy;

"You will end up exactly like your son."

Su Bai raised his head,

Ordinary people point to the sky, most of which means God, there are gods three feet above their heads, while the audience points to the sky, and most of them refer to broadcasting, because in the eyes of the audience, broadcasting is bigger than the sky .

"Broadcast, you must not let me down."

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When Su Bai returned to Lao Fang's house, the fat monk and Gyatso were enjoying the vegetarian vegetarian meal. The monk was not only good at making tea, but also the skill of the vegetarian vegetarian meal.

The little guy was holding his milk while watching TV while sucking, Jixiang was crawling beside the little guy.

"Dabai, you eat... Damn, what's the smell on your body, go and wash, go and wash, and let people not eat."

Su Bai smelled like a corpse, and the fat man could smell it naturally.

Su Bai nodded, and the little guy didn't dislike the slightest bit of walking to Su Bai for a hug as usual.

"Yo, little ancestor, you are so fragrant and tender, let your dad take a bath first and then play with you, OK."

The fat man took the little guy away.

Su Bai went into the bathroom and washed it back and forth with shower gel and shampoo four times. The smell on his body was completely removed. When they came out wearing a bath towel, the monk had eaten them well. , But left a copy for Su Bai on the coffee table.

Su Bai was also welcome, and sat down on the sofa, directly picked up the dishes and started eating.

"Damn, you know that you are an animal. This psychological quality is absolutely abnormal. By the way, Jie Ji has already gone back, and we are so busy, he slept for a long time there, right next door to you, fuck. "The fat man sat next to him and lit a cigarette.

The monk sat on the sofa with Gyatso, and the three of them watched Su Bai eating together.

After Su Bai had eaten two bowls of rice, he put down his extra food and stretched slightly,

"I'm done."

Immediately, Su Bai first revealed all the things he had experienced before, then took the cigarette that the fat man passed over and lit it.

"Amitabha, so, does that mean?" The monk said while pinching the bead in his hand, "Broadcast, in fact, you know her identity from your perspective a long time ago?"

Su Bai smiled and pointed to herself, "Even I can feel her true identity. Can you tell me on the broadcast?"

"His..." The fat man took a breath, then stretched out his tongue and quickly licked his lips, then he patted his thigh, "Damn, cow fork, this is the real cow fork. Dabai, the blood corpse is weak compared to your mother, okay? It's the same as the comparison between the Iraqi air roll and the US Air Force.

I think back then, the blood corpse scared us so much that we didn't dare to stay too much and ran away in Xi'an, but what was the attitude of other people's broadcasts toward him?

When the word'Ye Zi' just appeared in the Fat Master's mouth, the broadcast instantly confirmed the identity of the blood corpse and then pulled the blood corpse into the story world and squashed it. In the end, the broadcast was still bad. The principle that Chinese cabbage should also use waste has specially designed a world of blood corpses for other listeners to obtain the inheritance of blood corpses.

Nima, think about it now, right?

The corpse was rubbed on the ground directly by the broadcast, and it was a kind of rubbing back and forth. Tsk tsk tsk, thought of the existence of the blood corpse level, the existence that made us shiver at the beginning, it turned out to be a **** thing compared to Dabai. Weak chicken

Life is really embarrassing. "

The fat guy sighed as he sighed.

Gyatso gave the fat man a blank look, and said directly: "Fatty, correct your speech problem. Even if we are now facing the blood corpse, we are only shivering. In the world of the last story, we face the broadcast manufacturing. When the blood corpse came out, if it weren't for the bug rule of 3 hours of broadcasting, Su Bai would have nothing to do with the blood corpse."

"Thank you for exalting me." Su Bai replied to Gyatso, what it means to have nothing to do with blood corpses~IndoMTL.com~ There is no capital for confrontation at all, then Su Bai looked at the fat man, "Next Can you change the name of that woman this time?"

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry." The fat man came over and hugged Su Bai, who was pushed away by Su Bai.

"The current situation is that the radio knows that she is back, but can't do anything with her?" The monk pondered this.

"There should still be many restrictions." Gyatso said, "For example, several of us were trapped there separately this time. All the arrangements and techniques were actually made by the real Su Bai, the woman , The whole process was just a bystander, and did not personally enter the water, so this should be her limitation."

Su Bai shook his head, "No, she is not a bystander, she is a planner, or, in her perspective, my so-called real son was actually her two experimental objects, she It's like someone standing outside a glass window watching the progress of the experiment, making notes while observing."

"Then what is her purpose for doing this?" The fat man asked in doubt.

"Cross the road by feeling the stones." The monk sighed, "She should also be testing the rules and bottom line of broadcasting, even she is looking for broadcasting bugs, and there is a little monk who can conclude that she is already Mastered how to avoid broadcast tracking or make the broadcast lose the ability to control her like it controls other listeners. It is precisely because of this foundation that she began to do further research, looking for broadcast bugs, and then... "

In the following words, the monk did not, but everyone knew what it was.

"Huh..." The fat man suddenly said in surprise, "Fuck, we seem to have forgotten a question. Da Bai, since you are a ghost from the two photos, since you are not their biological son,

Then you,

What is the origin? "