Quick-wearing female supporting roles: the sickly villain is suicidal

Chapter 552 The Last Rose 18
After turning on the light, Lan Shuang felt a little dazed for a moment, stared at a certain point in a daze, and did not act immediately. After standing for a while, she realized that the knocking and footsteps outside had disappeared, so she walked carefully to the door and opened it to go out. probe.

The hallway was lit, but quiet.

She turned her head to look at the third floor, but unexpectedly met a pair of gloomy eyes.

She was so startled this time that her heart almost flew out of her throat.

On what it feels like to look up and see a head that seems to be "dead with death" hanging on the railing?
Thank you for the invitation, the person concerned expressed that she was very sour, and her soul came out of her body in an instant, and she grabbed it desperately to come back to life.

888 screamed directly in her head.

Lan Shuang gritted her teeth and asked with a smile, "Uncle Housekeeper, are you imitating zombies here?"

The butler stared at her expressionlessly, his eyes moved slightly, and he showed a weird smile: "Miss Six is ​​really disobedient, it's so late, where are you going?"

Lan Shuang continued to smile: "Go to hell, do you want to be together?"

housekeeper:"……"

As if he didn't expect her to answer like this, the housekeeper got stuck.

His dead face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years finally had a new expression, he frowned and scolded: "You should stay in your own room at night, Miss Six, please go back now."

Lan Shuang shrugged, "Understood, so it's not good for you to walk outside all the time? What if you disturb others?"

The butler said with a half-smile, "I'll go to rest when everyone gets the milk."

"Oh, then—good night."

Lan Shuang waved at him, and walked lazily towards her room, but as soon as she entered the door, she leaned against the door panel and patted her little heart, "I'm scared to death, this housekeeper is really haunted, and why is he always staring at you?" What about me?"

888 nodded: "I also feel that he pays a lot of attention to the host, and is inexplicably hostile."

"Could it be because I had a grudge against him before?" Lan Shuang rubbed her chin, "Looking at the diary, Xiao Liu doesn't seem like someone who would fight with others at will."

888 said helplessly, "I don't know either."

"Ah, host, it's ten o'clock!"

The alarm clock set by 888 rang, and he quickly reminded Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang nodded, leaned against the door and waited for a while, and finally heard the sound of going downstairs.

"Is the butler gone?"

888 took a look: "Let's go!"

Lan Shuang regained her spirits, and the next moment the door panel vibrated, and someone was knocking on the door.

It was as if it had knocked on her heart from afar.

She pursed her lower lip, and didn't open the door immediately, for fear of seeing the butler's dead face when she opened it, she would ask first, "Who?"

The knocking on the door stopped, and someone stuck to the door panel and smiled softly, "Big bad wolf."

Lan Shuang's heart skipped a beat as the deep voice rang in her ears.

Thinking about his posture, it should be that his face is leaning against the door, his head is lowered, and there may be an unruly smile on his lips.

Lan Shuang was silent for a moment, then opened the door, and a tall figure came in through the gap.

With a "pop", the room fell into darkness. Lan Shuang was stunned, and the next moment, someone covered her mouth and held her wrist against the door. Jiang Lusheng whispered in her ear, "The little rabbit is very courageous. Even the big bad wolf dared to let it in."

What kind of weird play is this?

Lan Shuang pursed her lips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and smacked into his palm, "Let's get down to business first."

Jiang Lusheng withdrew his hand regretfully, "Okay."

Lan Shuang took his hand and walked to the table, raised her chin towards the milk, "Did you not drink this?"

Jiang Lusheng shook his head, "I didn't drink it, I can smell something wrong."

"Huh? How did you smell it?"

She looked Jiang Lusheng up and down, and suddenly asked: "Could it be that you used the ability of your body?"

Jiang Lusheng nodded: "This time the world is quite special, where the restrictions on the soul are very small, so I can mobilize part of the power of the body, and don't worry about destroying the balance of heaven here."

Lan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, then our safety will be more secure."

She told Jiang Lusheng everything that happened just now, and reminded him: "There should be a camera in your room, remember to block it when you go back."

"Hmm." Jiang Lusheng picked up the milk, shook it and said, "So we're going to use this instead of the white pill?"

Lan Shuang said with a smile: "This effect is better."

He raised his eyebrows, "But how can I make the housekeeper drink it?"

Lan Shuang smiled without saying a word.

……

Ten minutes later, they were standing at the door of the housekeeper's room.

Jiang Lusheng knocked on the door calmly, "Dong Dong Dong"

The housekeeper opened the door, Jiang Lusheng took two steps back, and the housekeeper took two steps forward, "Miss San, why-"

With a sound of "bang--", the housekeeper's eyes widened and he fell down slowly.

Lan Shuang, who was ambushing behind the door of another room in advance, knocked on his head with a stick. The strength was just right, and the housekeeper passed out directly.

Lan Shuang threw away the stick, turned around to fetch the milk on the table, and said to Jiang Lusheng, "Come, give me a hand."

Jiang Lusheng understood, lifted the butler's head, squeezed his mouth open, and Lan Shuang poured all the milk into it.

Neither the white pill nor the stick could guarantee him a good night's sleep, but this glass of milk would, and that was enough time for them to do anything.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense. After filling the milk, Jiang Lusheng directly dragged the butler back to his room, and Lan Shuang found two keys on him.

"Only two?"

She frowned.

Jiang Lusheng put it bluntly: "Maybe he can't go to other rooms as well."

Lan Shuang was relieved, and held the key tightly, "Let's go, I guess there is one from the warehouse here, that's enough."

"Ah."

The two closed the door and went to the warehouse immediately. The door of the warehouse was still unlocked. Jiang Lusheng groped on the wall for a while, found the switch and turned on the light.

Lan Shuang immediately went to the cabinet where the gardening tools were locked, took a key and tried it, but it didn't work, so she changed another one, this time it was easily inserted, and it opened with a turn of the lock.

She turned her head to look at the drawer on the other side, tried with the previous key, and it opened.

She immediately pulled it open and found a pistol inside, and when she took it out, she knew it was a real gun.

"Why is this pistol here?"

She took a look and frowned.

Jiang Lusheng took out two small shovels and said, "We'll find out later, let's dig up the soil in the garden first."

"That's right." Lan Shuang took a shovel and followed Jiang Lusheng to dig the soil.

When she arrived at the living room, Lan Shuang subconsciously looked around and was relieved that she didn't see anyone else.

The two quickened their pace and went out the door.

The street lights in the manor turned on, like stars falling into the mortal world.

However, with the black mist rolling outside, it looked weird and gloomy.

(End of this chapter)