Absurd deduction game

Susan's attention has been attracted by Yu Xing, and she has stopped reading the book in her hand. Although her brother Alex casts a look of contempt at her, she has long been accustomed to ignoring her annoying brother.

Seeing Yu Xing take another look at the painting, she asked, Do you like this painting?

Yu Xing looked away from the portrait of the girl holding the cat and said, I don't like it. You're just staring at me.

Susan explained: My mother is used to this style of painting, and the house is full of them.

Yu Xing: Why does Mrs. Brown like this style?

Susan said: This... you should ask my mother, I don't know either.

Looking at her sudden dodge, Yu Xing knew that a lot of information about this deduction could be asked during the conversation.

Susan said her mother hung the painting, but she didn't dare to say why.

It means that there is really something wrong with the painting itself, rather than someone in the villa deliberately changing the painting in order to scare him.

It seems that in this deduction, he needs to pay more attention to what the Brown family says and interpret it in time.

By the way, what's your name? Susan, a kid, brushed her hair on her temples and sat down more dignified.

Fortunately, Eli and Susan did not hear the self-introduction that Yu and the others introduced to Mrs. Brown outside. They glanced at Alex, who was silently reading a book, and Yu fortunately re-introduced in front of the two children: My name is Roy. , the companions are York and Martha, they are very good brothers and sisters, just like you.

Ai Li raised his eyes after hearing this. He had neatly styled curly hair and a good figure. He was the type of handsome boy that girls liked very much.

He quickly focused on the book again, and seemed to retort in a low voice: Who and Susan are good siblings, and they carry her broken music box with them all the time. They are so noisy.

Susan heard it, she pouted, held the little princess music box in her arms, and said nothing.

The allocation of guest rooms came quickly.

There are people living on the upper and lower floors of the villa. The first floor is Alex and Susan's room and two guest rooms, plus a kitchen and bathroom.

On the second floor is the room of Mr. and Mrs. Brown and Angel, with a small study next to it and two guest rooms.

Mrs. Brown originally arranged Yu Xing and York to live on the second floor, while Martha, because she was young, lived on the first floor like Susan, so that she could have a playmate.

But Martha was trembling after hearing this.

It would be late at night, and she might be the only living person on the entire first floor. What if the person next door came over and knocked on the door again...

She probably fainted on the spot.

Seeing her resistance, York offered to live on the first floor to accompany Martha, so only Yu Xing was left on the second floor.

Yu Xing: It’s very good. It’s convenient for doing things.

Mrs. Brown said she was going to prepare dinner and gave the room keys to the three of them.

He and Martha York led the two children to chat in the living room for a while, and then each went back to the guest room to tidy up.

Yu Xing went upstairs along the wooden stairs. Mrs. Brown said that his room was the second one up the stairs.

He found the door without any effort. He didn't go in directly, but looked to the right first.

There seemed to be an empty room on the right, and a little further to the right was Angel's bedroom.

It was quiet in Angel's bedroom. I didn't know if anyone was there, and I didn't know why Angel didn't show up.

On the other hand, from the bedroom of Mr. and Mrs. Brown on the left, the sound of a man coughing could be heard from time to time. It must be the sick Mr. Brown inside.

Yu Xing saw that the guest room was sandwiched between the Browns and their eldest daughter Angel, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

Is the daughter's room usually separated from her parents?

At this moment, footsteps came, and Yu Xing saw Susan walking up.

Susan looked at him: Have you found it yet? I was worried that you wouldn't recognize the room, so I came here to point it out to you.

Yu Xing pointed to the door in front of him: Is this here?

Susan: Yes!

She thought for a while and then said, Mom said she would come up and call you during dinner. She also said that if you finish cleaning up, you can go to the living room to play.

Yu Xing smiled: Well, thank you for conveying it.

Susan then covered her face again, so blatantly shy.

Yu Xing tilted his head and glanced up and down Susan's body.

Didn't she bring her music box?

Two seconds later, Susan put down her hand: Then I'm going down!

Yu Xing: Bye.

Susan completed her task and walked towards the stairs with small and elegant steps. Before she reached the end, she suddenly stopped abruptly, as if someone had grabbed her neck, and turned her head back stiffly.

Roy.

Hearing Susan's call, Yu Xing looked towards her.

The little girl has blond hair inherited from Mrs. Brown, and at first glance she looks somewhat like the girl in the painting.

Her expression was blurry for a moment, and Yu Xing couldn't see clearly for some reason. He could only feel that she should have shown a deliberately curved smile: Be careful, my sister doesn't like to make noise, don't disturb her when she is resting.

Yu Xing remained calm: Okay, I know...

His eyes were in a trance.

Looking again, there was no trace of Susan anywhere in the corridor.

Not even the sound of footsteps descending the stairs.

Yu Xing stood at the door of his room and thought about life, feeling that Susan might not have followed the second floor at all.

Not to mention that he had just heard from Eli that Susan had brought her music box with her and was almost inseparable, but Susan on the second floor quickly slapped her in the face...

Just now, Martha and York complained that Susan was stupid, and Susan heard it. The two little girls started a debate about who is more stupid and who is more stupid and neither of them would admit defeat.

It can be seen that Susan has a lively character, and Martha also relies on her teammates to be very energetic.

Judging from the level of nagging, he probably hasn't finished the quarrel yet. He came up directly because he wanted to take a look upstairs.

How could Susan go to the kitchen to listen to Mrs. Brown's words and convey them to her while she was quarreling with Martha?

Yu Xing chuckled, opened the door, and prepared to enter the guest room with his handbag and his cane.

He didn't mind bumping into ghosts. The more he did to send messages, the better.

Since Susan has footsteps when she comes and leaves, she insists on disappearing out of thin air to remind the deducer that she is a ghost. From the perspective of the game, she just wants to make the deducer feel scared and scared. Think about it carefully, and then make some random thoughts about the information in her words.

Yu Xing decided to skip the fearful part, put aside the random thinking part, and go directly into the information extraction mode.

Regardless of whether what was said just now was a human or a ghost, the most obvious message in the words was about the eldest daughter Angel.

Angel should be in the room next door, and there was a certain threat in Susan's tone, as if something bad would happen if Angel was disturbed.

Speaking of which, this family is really weird, and Yu Xing's mind became active.

Mr. Brown is seriously ill and must live in a warm environment.

Mrs. Brown is hospitable and likes to paint weird oil paintings.

Angel needs quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed.

Susan always brought a music box and was very noisy.

Only Alex is the most normal for the time being, showing no quirks, but his relationship with Susan doesn't seem to be very good.

Yu Xing: What if these five are all ghosts, and if we want to confront each other later, I would think of a way to carry Susan in front of Angel and play music, and then hook up Alli to beat Susan. Wouldn’t it be fun?

However, within a second of this devilish thought being generated in his mind, it gave way to the scene in front of him.

The moment he opened the door, Yu Xing paused and raised his eyebrows to look at the layout of the room.

The style of the guest bedroom is also medieval British style. It is quite spacious and the colors are relatively strict. There are no colors that Yuxing cannot accept.

The decorations are exquisite and beautiful. Although they are not outstanding, they are quite satisfactory.

The only problem is... There is an oil painting hanging in the room directly opposite the door.

The oil painting was larger than the one in the living room, half as tall as him. In it, a woman wearing only a piece of white silk sat lazily on a chair with armrests, her curly hair tied behind her head, and her eyes blinked like this. Staring at Yu Xing without blinking.

The gaze seemed to be absent, making Yu Xing feel uncomfortable with being watched.

Yu Xing calmly closed the door, put down the things in his hands, and walked to the painting.

The texture of the woman in the painting is exquisite. If you look closely, you can even see the fine hair on her face. The details of her body are also clearly visible. The brushwork is no less than that of a world-famous painting.

[You are investigating the oil painting, your physical strength is -10]

... Does this also require physical strength?

Anyway, the data has been withheld, so Yu Xing decided to investigate it carefully. He stretched out a finger and wiped it on the woman's eyes. It was indeed like a painting.

He can also paint oil paintings himself, and his skills are not low. He can tell at a glance that if this painting is real, it will definitely be worth a sky-high price.

It is unscientific for a wealthy ordinary family to casually hang paintings of this caliber in the guest room.

He and the woman in the painting looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes for almost a minute, but the woman in the painting didn't change at all.

Yu Xing had to give up. Even if there was something wrong with the painting, it wouldn't be like that little black cat that would explode after just staring at it for a few times.

He then lowered his gaze and took a good look at the woman's figure, and finally concluded: Yes, no wonder it is hung in the bedroom. The figure is really good. Mrs. Brown is interested.

The woman remained motionless.

Well, it seems words are useless.

Yu Xing lost interest and turned around to continue looking at the bedroom, preparing to find something useful locally.

He is so incompetent as a detective that he doesn't even have daily utensils like wire in his bag!

While rummaging around, he heard a rustling sound.

The sound was extremely small, like the sound of cloth rubbing against each other. If Yu Xing hadn't allocated part of his attention to be alert anytime and anywhere, he might have missed it.

There was something else in the room besides him!

Yu Xing subconsciously looked at the painting, but it turned out that the painting was no different from before.

That means there is still something hiding that he has not discovered.

Yu Xing immediately opened the cabinet in the room and searched it carefully, but to no avail. Then he walked to the bed again and prepared to lie on the ground and look under the bed.

A pair of big dark eyes met Yu Xing's.

Under the big eyes, the curvature of Yin Hong's mouth was very exaggerated, and the smile gave off a very scary feeling.

This is a doll.

It was lying on the ground, maintaining a crawling posture. If Yu Xing hadn't discovered it, it might have climbed out of the bed on its own.

His hand was still raised, as if he wanted to catch someone.

With such a little thing under the bed, Yu Xing felt a little cold.

He expressionlessly picked up the doll and placed it opposite the oil painting, so that the doll and the woman were face to face.

Go and have some fun by yourself, he said.