Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

After a while, all the people who were sitting in the hall went upstairs, and only the little boy was left alone on the sofa cracking sunflower seeds.

Knocking and knocking, he suddenly stopped moving.

The floor of the hall is covered with milky white marble floor tiles, shining brightly under the illumination of crystal lamps.

The little boy stared at the marble in the center, and saw a little blood splattered from the gap at the edge, and then the blood splattered bigger and bigger, forming a puddle of lying human figure, which should be a woman.

grumbling-

Small bubbles appeared on the pool of blood, and the figure wriggled, as if about to get up.

Just when the figure was about to get up, the little boy let out a "bah", and spat out two melon seeds, which landed on the pool of blood.

The figure paused, and the body that had been condensed with great difficulty immediately dispersed, turning into blood spots one by one, seeping into the gaps in the marble floor tiles.

The little boy hummed twice, and grabbed another handful of melon seeds.

If he can't beat Shen Dongqing, why can't he bully such a brat?

The little boy stuffed the melon seeds into his pocket and dragged himself upstairs.

The villa has three floors in total, and those guests are arranged in the guest rooms on the second floor.The master bedroom on the third floor was originally lived by Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen, but the two masters died suddenly, so they were sealed up first. There are two side bedrooms left, which should be the residence of the two young masters of the Shen family.

But Shen Dongqing sent the little boy to the empty room alone, and lived in Zhou Wenyan's room by himself.

However, the villa looks glamorous on the outside, but the decoration inside is a bit old and gloomy.

Shen Dongqing hugged the pillow and looked up at a painting hanging directly opposite the bed.

The color of the painting is completely black, but if you look carefully, you can see that there are pairs of twisted hands on it, as if protruding from hell, dancing, trying to grab the living and drag them into the ground.

Except for this painting, the rest of the furnishings in the room are all in cold black and white. At first glance, it looks like a larger coffin.

click-

Zhou Wenyan opened the door and walked in: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Dongqing pointed to the painting.

Zhou Wenyan took a look, turned over the frame and covered it underneath.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but after the painting was covered, the atmosphere of the whole room changed, and the gloomy atmosphere was swept away.

Shen Dongqing patted the place beside him and asked Zhou Wenyan to come over.After someone came over, he leaned over, and as soon as he touched Zhou Wenyan's skin, he let out a "huh": "Why are you so cold?"

Zhou Wenyan: "Maybe the air conditioner is turned on too low."

Shen Dongqing didn't think much about it, and directly pressed the quilt on Zhou Wenyan's body, wrapping him tightly.

Zhou Wenyan managed to free his hands, and distributed some quilt to Shen Dongqing.

Shen Dongqing lay down, looked at the ceiling above, and suddenly said, "Do you know who the murderer is?"

Zhou Wenyan: "I don't know." He paused, "I was also at a loss when I came in, and I didn't know anything."

Shen Dongqing secretly held Zhou Wenyan's hand from below. It might have been warmed up by the quilt, and he whispered, "It might have something to do with my secret..."

He was about to tell Zhou Wenyan the story he had seen before, but before he could speak, Zhou Wenyan stopped him.

The breath of the two is very close.

Zhou Wenyan bit Shen Dongqing's lip, looked at his trembling eyelashes, and said, "I can't say it."

Shen Dongqing pushed him: "You can't say it either?"

Zhou Wenyan: "Once it is revealed, the secret is no longer a secret."

The rules are already set.

This is a secret group. Now everyone has their own secrets. Once they tell the secrets, they will die. Those with a little brain will strictly guard against it.

In this way, there is absolutely no possibility for the players to cooperate.

Shen Dongqing curled her lips: "Okay—" He seemed to have thought of something, "Tell me, will the game punish us? There is no murderer among these people?"

After all, all the people who came in were players, and they knew nothing about what this identity had done before. If everyone was suspected, then in turn, everyone could be free of suspicion.

The game only gives an introduction, allowing these players to guess and kill each other in the villa.

Zhou Wenyan laughed: "It's not impossible."

Shen Dongqing puffed her cheeks: "It's too bad if that's the case."

Zhou Wenyan touched the top of his head.

Shen Dongqing turned over and patted the quilt hard: "Is there a situation where the murderer doesn't know that he is the murderer?"

Just like him.

His secret is to "kill his mother and relatives", but he has no memory of this at all, and he is not sure if it is true or not. What if the game cheats him?

Zhou Wenyan also sat up: "It's possible."

Shen Dongqing's face was almost wrinkled into a bun. He was already caught up in this topic, and he wished he could solve it immediately.

He kneaded the pillow, and analyzed in a whisper: "I don't think the nurse should have anything to do with it, as well as bodyguards and lawyers..."

After analyzing it, he felt that no one was suspected of murder, except himself.

Zhou Wenyan watched Shen Dongqing muttering with a smile, and finally said: "When you find other people's secrets, you will know."

Shen Dongqing tilted her head: "But they definitely won't say anything."

He said so in his mouth, but he was already thinking about how to threaten to get their secrets from other players.

Zhou Wenyan: "Secrets speak for themselves."

Shen Dongqing: "?"

Seeing Shen Dongqing's bewildered expression, Zhou Wenyan couldn't help laughing, no longer pretending, but said: "If the secret is something that everyone has done, then the past will leave traces."

Shen Dongqing: "Then did you do something bad too?"

Zhou Wenyan repeated: "Also?"

Shen Dongqing understood what he meant, and wanted to cover it up: "I didn't do anything bad!" After speaking, she turned around in anger, lest Zhou Wenyan find out the flaw.

Since Zhou Wenyan didn't tell him the secret, he couldn't let Zhou Wenyan know either!

Whoever gets caught first loses.

Zhou Wenyan pressed Shen Dongqing's shoulder, and turned him around forcefully. Seeing his cheeks were puffed up, he couldn't help poking him.

"Actually, there are loopholes in the words of the game." Zhou Wenyan said.

Shen Dongqing regained her spirits: "What loophole?"

Zhou Wenyan: "How does the game determine that others know your secret? Even if you know it, if you don't say it, you can't be sure whether you know it or not."

"so?"

Zhou Wenyan: "So I can hint at you." He leaned into Shen Dongqing's ear and said softly, "My secret is related to you."

The two got too close, and the heat rushed to the earlobe. Shen Dongqing shrank his neck first, and then said: "It has something to do with me..." He pondered for a while, "Isn't our relationship brother?"

It's the half-brother kind.

According to the background, Shen Dongqing is still Zhou Wenyan's brother.

Thinking of this, Shen Dongqing's eyes lit up: "Hurry up and call me..."

It's just that Shen Dongqing's actions were misunderstood, and before he could finish speaking, Zhou Wenyan blocked his mouth again, and he said vaguely: "Don't speak out."

Shen Dongqing blinked her eyes.

What?Don't say it?

The problem is that he doesn't know what Zhou Wenyan's secret is.

Shen Dongqing was still struggling with this problem until she left the room.

The third floor was empty.

Due to the steward's reminder, you can't go to the third floor to disturb the owner's house, and the players have no intention of coming to the third floor to check it out, so there are only two of them here.

Zhou Wenyan brought Shen Dongqing to the door of the master bedroom.

The mahogany door of the master bedroom was closed tightly. Maybe the master died one after another, and there was always a cloud of yin.

Zhou Wenyan grabbed the doorknob and pulled it down, only to find that the door was locked and could not be pushed open.

Shen Dongqing rolled up her sleeves: "I'll do it."

He was about to use his hands and feet, when a voice suddenly came from behind: "Elder and younger?"

Shen Dongqing was interrupted by such an interruption, she turned her head and saw the butler standing at the entrance of the corridor.

The housekeeper came up and said respectfully: "My wife ordered before her death that no one can enter the master bedroom until the inheritance is distributed."

In fact, the butler also wanted to go into the master bedroom to find out. According to the plot, there must be important clues inside.

But according to his personality, he can't violate the orders of the master's house, can't go in, and even stops others from going in, so he can only watch from outside.After finally waiting for someone to come, he had to go up and ask for a reasonable explanation, otherwise no one would be able to go in.

Zhou Wenyan withdrew his hand: "You have the key?"

"It's with the lawyer in charge of the distribution of the will, but..." the housekeeper glanced at Zhou Wenyan calmly, "If it's not necessary, please, the two young masters, don't violate your wife's last wish."

This is obviously implying that they should give a reason quickly, and then go to the lawyer to ask for the key and let us go in together.

I guess normal people would do that.

But these two in front of the butler are not normal people.

Shen Dongqing gave Zhou Wenyan a look.

Zhou Wenyan understood.

The housekeeper said: "Elder and younger..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and lost consciousness when his eyes went dark.

Zhou Wenyan gave his "reason" and put down his hand.

Shen Dongqing opened the door with her hands.

"Bang" sounded.

The heavy mahogany door was slowly pushed open.

It may be because no one has entered for a long time, but as soon as the door is opened, dust is flying all over the sky.

Shen Dongqing: "Ahem—" He raised his hand and waved away the dust in front of him, and when he raised his eyelids, he saw the wedding photo facing the door.

The wedding photo is of course Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen.

The two were wearing suits and wedding dresses, leaning close to each other, but there were two stains on the photo frame, which just blocked their faces, and the two faceless people looked a little weird.

Except for this wedding photo, other things in the room are ordinary.

Shen Dongqing walked around and left footprints on the floor, but found nothing.

Zhou Wenyan entered the study, opened the drawer of the desk, and found a stack of medical records inside.

Mr. Shen's health is not very good, but for the sake of the plot, he didn't engage in a family doctor or anything. At most, he had VIP treatment in the ×× hospital.

Yes, it is the hospital where Shen Dongqing lived before.

Zhou Wenyan opened it, and the name of the attending doctor was signed on the medical record. After flipping through it again, a photo fell out of it.

It was a group photo of Mr. Shen and the doctor, with a little nurse standing next to him with a subtle smile.

It may be that the exposure of the photo is not good. The face of Mr. Shen above is also blurred, but the facial features of the two people next to him are clear, and the nurse above can be recognized as the one who lives downstairs.

Zhou Wenyan closed the medical record book, and said to himself: "Could Mr. Shen's death have something to do with her?"

Shen Dongqing didn't hear it, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Wenyan: "I'm guessing the secret."

Shen Dongqing got excited: "Then can we just get it right? Maybe we'll guess right right away."

Zhou Wenyan had no choice but to say, "No."

Shen Dongqing: "Why not?"

Zhou Wenyan pulled out the photo and put it away: "There must be evidence."