After reading the book, I picked up the heroine’s script for cultivating immortality

After rummaging through the little girl's room, they still couldn't find any useful clues. Just when everyone was about to leave, Mu Nanxi's sharp eyes spotted the clue.

"There's something under the bed."

After hearing this, several people stopped and their eyes fell on the pink princess bed in the room.

The lace bed skirt hung to the floor, completely covering the bottom of the bed.

Xie Yuxing and Yu Huanhuan looked at it for a long time, but neither found anything under the bed. They looked at Mu Nanxi with doubtful eyes.

"Xiaomu, where is the thing you mentioned? Why didn't I see it?"

Mu Nanxi walked to the bed in a few steps and reached under the bed. Suddenly the lights in the room flickered and a strange sound came from nowhere.

Yu Huanhuan was so frightened that she hid behind Xie Yuxing and looked around cautiously. When she saw Mu Nanxi still lying on the bed, she quickly said, "Xiaomu, get up quickly."

Mu Nanxi responded, ignoring someone's little hand holding her, and pulled out the stack of drawing papers from under the bed.

By the way, he also took out a scary-looking gadget, and the weird sound came from the gadget.

Pressing the switch, the sound suddenly stopped, and Yu Huanhuan dared to pop his head out and take a look.

After just one glance, he looked away in disgust. The gadget looked really ugly.

Mu Nanxi put the gadgets aside casually, and called a few people to come to the desk and start looking at the drawing paper she took out.

Those paintings were obviously painted by little girls. Because of their young age, their painting skills were still a bit immature.

Children all like to draw and use their immature painting skills to record their memories with paintbrushes.

There are three people on the drawing paper, one woman, holding two children, but beside the three people, the little girl also outlines a human shape in black.

The man was covered in black, with no facial features or clothes, only a human figure that looked like a shadow.

At first glance, this painting seems quite permeable, as if something unknown has always been with them.

And as long as the little girl draws a mother and son, there will definitely be a mysterious black person with no facial features drawn next to her.

"Can't even a biological daughter just draw what her father looks like?"

Mu Nanxi murmured unconsciously, and when Yu Huanhuan heard it, her eyes suddenly filled with distress. She seemed to have guessed something, and her expression became a little complicated.

After much hesitation, Yu Huanhuan couldn't help but speak, "So... is the mistress of this small foreign building a mistress who is kept outside?"

As soon as the word "mistress" came out of her mouth, Yu Huanhuan suddenly felt that the temperature around her had dropped a lot. She couldn't help but rub her arms, "Why did it suddenly become cold?"

Mu Nanxi looked through the drawing papers, and finally his eyes settled on the last drawing.

It was only a half-finished painting. It could be seen that the little girl left during the painting process and then never finished the painting.

On the drawing paper, the little girl hadn't had time to draw the hostess's facial features, but she could see that two adults were quarreling, and two children were huddled in the corner, crying.

Mu Nanxi's expression became serious, she picked up the painting and said to the others, "This should be the day the mother and son were killed, and the little girl had no time to finish it.

Judging from the painting, that day, in this house, a violent quarrel broke out between the hostess and the mysterious male owner. "

"You mean, the two children witnessed the whole process of their parents' quarrel, and may even have been silenced later because they saw the murderer commit the crime..."

As soon as Yu Huanhuan finished speaking, her face instantly turned pale, and she already had pictures in her mind.

A tall man strangled the hostess to death in a rage. This scene was seen by two children. They might even step forward to stop him, but were pushed away by the man.

The two children cried and begged for mercy, but they could not get a trace of mercy from the man. In the end, the mistress's eyes widened and she was strangled to death.

After the man calmed down, he looked at the two children who rushed to the hostess's side with a hard look in his eyes, and then...

Yu Huanhuan quickly stopped the picture that appeared in her mind and closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, in addition to fear, there was deep sadness in her eyes.

"Those are two children. Even if tiger poison doesn't eat its children, that man is simply a beast! No, worse than a beast!"

Yu Huanhuan's face was filled with indignation. She really wanted to find the man and eat him alive.

Xie Yuxing's expression also became very serious. As smart as he was, he also thought about the idea clearly, and then his expression changed.

"If the murderer can really be caught, then the mother and son will be avenged."

Hearing Xie Yuxing's murmur, Mu Nanxi and Ye Junhan looked at each other, with a tacit understanding of knowing each other in their eyes.

"There's no telling if we can actually find it."

Mu Nanxi said it in a voice that only she could hear. No one heard her except Ye Junhan.

In the live broadcast room, the direction of the comments from netizens also changed, from fear just now to anger now.

[If this is true, then this murderer is nothing. 】

[That is, killing one's own children is simply insane. 】

[I heard that the police have not found the murderer yet. Do you think this murderer will always be at large? 】

[No, we must always believe in the ability of the police. Skynet will not miss any details. The murderer will definitely be caught eventually. 】

[I hope this day will come soon. 】

[Yes, yes, on the day the real murderer is caught, the mother and son should be able to reincarnate with peace of mind, right? 】

Coming out of the little girl's children's room, Yu Huanhuan's mood became obviously depressed. Even if Xie Yuxing was comforting her, she still couldn't lift her spirits.

There were no clues in the next two rooms, and then the group stood in front of the study door.

Xie Yuxing reached out and tried to open the door of the study room like he had done with the previous five rooms, but strangely, the door of the study room was locked and could not be opened at all.

Looking down, they saw that there was a coded lock on the study door, but they didn't know the code at all.

"It's a password lock. Have you seen any password before?"

Yu Huanhuan shook his head and said that he didn't know the password at all. Xie Yuxing looked at Ye Junhan and Mu Nanxi, but he didn't have much hope in his heart.

After all, the two of them had been following them all along, and if they had really found any password, they would have told them already.

But Mu Nanxi suddenly said, "Let me try."

Xie Yuxing was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and took a step aside. Mu Nanxi stepped forward and pretended to start fiddling with the combination lock.

"Click" the combination lock was opened. Except for Ye Junhan, who knew the inside story, everyone's face was full of surprise.

Yu Huanhuan's little mouth opened into an "O" shape. After a long time, she came back to her senses and looked at Mu Nanxi, "Xiaomu, when did you find the password?"

Mu Nanxi said casually, "Ah, I just saw a series of numbers in the room, so I just tried it, but I didn't expect it to actually open."

Yu Huanhuan nodded clearly, without any doubt, and Xie Yuxing did not raise any objection.

At this moment, on the director's side, the director looked at the assistant director next to him with a shocked look on his face, "Did you write the password to the study in the room?"

The assistant director also looked shocked, "No, no, I remember writing the password on a piece of paper and hiding it in the kitchen?"

The director also looked shocked, "Then how did this little assistant know the password?"

"I...I don't know either." The assistant director looked like he was about to cry.