Absurd deduction game

It was afternoon when Yu Xing entered the game. After being delayed for a while at the police station, it took him and his two teammates half an hour to reach the ancient villa in the northernmost part of the town.

This consumed 15 points of his physical strength, and now he only had 70 physical points left.

At this time, the sky just darkened and the air pressure dropped. York said that there should be a heavy rain soon.

Standing at the gate of Brown's villa, Yu fortunately took a good look at the old building that he had never seen in real life.

This villa is in a very pure British style. The dark red brick walls make it elegant and at the same time add a sense of elegance and old-fashionedness. People can't help but wonder what bloody past events are hidden there that no one knows about. in history.

The villa is not high, with three floors. The top floor is very small and can be said to be equivalent to an attic, which is not easy to live in.

A separate small garden was built in front of the villa. When Yu Xing looked in through the iron railing gate, he found that the plants in the small garden were lush, with clusters of roses, roses and lilies in full bloom, but they all seemed to be growing wildly and there was no artificial growth. Traces of care.

The villa was very conspicuous and not difficult to find. However, when they asked the townspeople for directions along the way, they always had to be stopped by the townspeople to educate them about the strangeness of the Brown family.

Martha looked at the surrounding environment and whispered: The Brown family is quite rich. They bought such a big house when they came here.

York smiled: It's not bad.

Yu Xing had some interactions with them along the way. Both of them had good personalities... at least they were good in normal times. At this time, he said to the two of them before they went in: We have agreed in advance that if there is really a devil inside, I can rely on you. You guys, I am a weak detective without the power to bind ghosts, I will die easily.

enmmm... Martha glanced at him with doubt on her face.

Everyone present is a fox, why are you pretending to be a little white rabbit? Your behavior when facing Lucia has already been exposed!

There is also York, who looks very normal, but her sixth sense keeps telling her that this kid is definitely not a kind person!

Martha touched her twin ponytails that hung down to her elbows, and felt that she must have lined up with two perverted men.

She immediately said: Then I have to say something. I am timid. Every time I perform an exorcism, I hide behind and throw the talisman. After I go in, I hope that my two brothers will take care of me.

Yu Xing pressed the brim of his hat and chuckled.

York touched her head, just like a brother taking care of his sister: Of course, you are so cute, we - we will definitely take good care of you~

Yu Xing frowned without any trace.

This rippling tail note sounds so familiar.

Oh, by the way, he usually uses this tone to tease others before he wants to cause trouble.

At this time, York didn't know where he had thrown the bloody black robe. He stood by the door, stretched out his hand and tapped the wooden sign hanging on the door.

There's information here.

The sign was hung a bit high and Martha couldn't see it. The two people who had just said they would take care of her had no intention of helping her read the words on the sign. She could only roll her eyes in her mind and cursed that men are all big pigs, and then stood on tiptoe. Stand up and look up.

It was written in English. She read it silently and then translated it in Chinese:

Welcome every guest from afar, we will receive you with the most beautiful things, and use songs to guide the beautiful souls to rest here. We pray that God will give you endless sweet dreams.

Yu Xing naturally saw it too. He wrote down a few key words in his mind, then reached out and rang Brown's doorbell.

This doorbell is not that old and should have been installed later.

As soon as the bell rang, a figure pushed open the wooden door of the villa and walked out.

It was a middle-aged woman about forty-five years old wearing a light yellow chiffon skirt. She looked around after coming out, and her eyes quickly locked on the three strangers standing outside.

She looked surprised for a moment, then with a lively polite expression, she opened the railing door enthusiastically.

Hello, this is the Brown family. The woman glanced at the three of them, her words filled with questions, Are you...?

Whether it was from the descriptions of the townspeople or the information and file records given by Lucia, the woman in front of her matched the identity of Mrs. Brown, the hostess of the Brown family, so Yu Xing took off his hat and saluted: Hello, Mrs. Brown, my name is Roy.

Nice to meet you, ma'am. My name is York.

I'm Martha.

After all his teammates had made introductions, Yu Xing sighed: We are tourists from out of town. We were about to leave after playing here for half a day, and we found that it was going to rain.

He pointed innocently at the dark sky and the gathering dark clouds: And it's a little late. We heard that your family is hospitable, so we wanted to ask if I and my companions could stay at your house temporarily. Stay for a day?”

You are most welcome to come. My family likes to be lively. Please come in.

Mrs. Brown agreed without hesitation and led the three of them through the middle of the garden and directly into the villa.

A draft blew through the room, carrying the smell of earth and something else.

…

According to the information provided by Lucia, there are five people in the Brown family, namely Mr. Brown, Mrs. Brown, and their three children, the eldest daughter Angel, the second son Alex, and the youngest daughter Susan.

The eldest, Angel, is twenty-one and not yet married, Alex is eighteen, and the youngest daughter, Susan, has just turned fifteen.

Their family did not hire servants, because even if the house was larger, they were just an ordinary family and did not have any social status to be proud of. Therefore, there were only five NPCs or bosses in the villa.

Why does Mrs. Brown come out to greet guests every time? Where did Mr. Brown go?

Yu Xing followed Mrs. Brown, looked at the hem of Mrs. Brown's skirt, and quietly remembered the question.

The answers will be found in this house anyway.

Mrs. Brown opened the double door of the villa, and the hanging hinges on the inside of the door swayed with her movements, mixed with the unlubricated creaking of the door.

A warm feeling unique to the stove came to my face, mixed with the crisp sound of the music box tinkling, and two children were sitting in the living room reading a book on the sofa.

It's not appropriate to call them children. There is a boy and a girl, eighteen and fifteen years old. The former is an adult, and the latter... may be older than Martha.

The hall was exquisitely decorated. When Yu Xing set foot here, he felt as if he had traveled through time into the Middle Ages. Red velvet square carpets were laid out on one side, and the floor was clean. Unlike the garden outside, it looked like someone was cleaning the room frequently.

Several oil paintings are hung on the wall with frames. They all seem to depict people, but the content is similar. They are all girls sitting quietly.

These paintings made Yu Xing feel uncomfortable.

Now was not the best time to observe the oil painting. Yu Xing glanced at it and was surprised that there was actually a fireplace on the side of the living room, and it was burning at an inappropriate time. After half a day of activities in the town, he judged that it should be Autumn is never cold.

Alex and Susan seemed to be used to seeing guests. Susan raised her head and looked at the three of them. She paused when she saw Martha, then lowered her head to turn a page in the book.

Alex didn't even say hello, he just whispered: Susan, your music box is too noisy.

Okay Ally. Susan curled her lips and turned off the little princess music box that was spinning on the coffee table.

Yu Xing glanced at it casually for a few times, then looked at the stove.

The fire in the stove was strong, and the wood crackled and crackled, giving him a searing heat while making the place both psychedelic and real.

Mrs. Brown followed his gaze and smiled immediately: Sorry, my husband is sick and needs to stay in a warm environment all the time. If you feel hot, you can take off your coat.

Okay ma'am.

Yu Xing hung his suit jacket and top hat on the coat rack by the door, and walked to the sofa naturally. He heard York, who had also hung up his coat, ask Mrs. Brown: With all due respect, what happened to Mr. Brown's health?

It seems impolite to ask such a question when meeting for the first time, but it is like the curiosity of an ordinary guest, making people feel that there is no need to be angry.

Mrs. Brown probably thought that her husband would come down for dinner and had nothing to hide, so she showed a forced smile: My husband got seriously ill some time ago, and the doctor said it might not be curable, so we respected his wishes. I took him home from the hospital. His body couldn't tolerate the cold, so I had no choice but to light the fire all year round.

Speaking of which, it seems that the Brown family has a little room for explanation if they don't go out.

I'm sorry to hear this news, but your love for your husband is so touching. York's hair is long enough to be tied into a bun on the back of his head, and a few strands of hair on both sides of his cheeks are slightly curled, with a three-quarter length. Her bangs barely cover her eyelids.

His tall and straight figure is very superior, and when he communicates with Mrs. Brown in an exotic speaking tone, he seems to be somewhat noble.

Fortunately, the corner of his eye lingered on York for a while. He had not felt anything before, but now that he heard York talking, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere recently.

However, if he had really seen York and his temperament, he would not be unimpressed. Therefore, the familiarity of the voice may be an illusion.

You guys sit down for a while, and I'll go and arrange a room for you. By the way, what's the relationship between you guys? Mrs. Brown had already stepped out and her eyes wandered between Yu Xing, York and Martha.

Yu Xing seemed to see various permutations and combinations of the relationship between the three of them in her eyes.

Yes, Britain, anything is possible.

Martha was carrying a big bag. After coming in, she carefully identified everyone and found no one that looked particularly ghostly. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and focused on Mrs. Brown's question.

Needless to say, handsome guy! I want both!

I want even a perverted handsome guy!

I……

The excited light in Martha's eyes was caught by York, and realizing that she might say something arrogant, York put one hand on top of Martha's head, covered his mouth with the other and coughed twice, strangling Martha's unspoken words in the cradle: Ahem, Roy and I are good friends, and Martha is my sister.

After saying that, she let go of her hand, and Martha felt a chill on top of her head, which was particularly cold.

Damn it, is it still cold in the fireplace room? It was York who gave me a warning!

Martha was smart and rubbed the top of her cool head.

Yep, my sister is my sister.

Mrs. Brown went to tidy the guest room.

While the other two were making a fuss, Yu Xing had already walked to the sofa and sat down, chatting with Susan for several words.

Hey, I'm going to disturb you at your house tonight. What's your name? How old are you? Yu Xing put on a monster's face and communicated with Susan in the gentlest tone.

Susan is no longer a simple child. She is in puberty at the age of fifteen, and children know a lot now. If you talk to her in a coaxing tone, she might call you mentally retarded.

So Yu Xing treated Susan the way he would treat an adult.

My name is Susan, I'm fifteen years old. Susan's amber eyes stared at Yu Xing, and then she suddenly covered her face shyly, I won't bother you, not at all.

Yu Xing: ... The child has reached the age where love begins.

He didn't expect Susan to be shy towards him, so he could only step back a little to give Susan a chance to buffer.

As soon as his gaze shifted, he shifted to the music box on the coffee table.

There is a clockwork with a bow behind the music box, and a princess-like girl sits on the circular base.

The girl was dressed very dreamily, with layers of pink cake skirts, complicated crowns and braided hair. The only thing that caught Yu Xing's attention was that she was sitting down.

Sitting again.

It is exactly the same as the oil painting on the wall of the hall, with similar postures.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with sitting, and there is nothing wrong with just looking at the music box. He is just too sharp, so sharp that he can detect where the sense of dissonance comes from with just one look - the girls in the painting were originally supposed to be models based on real people. Quiet and rigid as a doll.

Thinking of this, Yu Xing couldn't help but raise his head and look at the girl in one of the oil paintings on the wall.

Ah, we looked at each other.

Yu Xing smiled at the girl.

He remembered that when he looked at it just now, this quiet girl with blond hair and black dress was still looking at the cat in her arms.

QQ book club: 850785216.///It’s time to go to Sanjiang next week, and the wavering bosses can start betting on their investments! But I took a look at the odds, and thanks to your trust, I don’t seem to be making much money betting on “can go to Sanjiang”...(_)