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

Chapter 544 The Last Rose 10
Liu Quan was confused after hearing what they said, "Is this Rose Manor Chinese or Western?"

"Is this important?" Lan Shuang leaned back to the table with a smile, "Is it more important how we live?"

One sentence successfully choked Liu Quan.

That's right, it's good to be able to live now, why think about those who have and don't?

He touched his glasses awkwardly and said: "I didn't go anywhere just now, I was looking for clues in my room, I found a business card in a pile of music scores, it was black and gold, it looked very tall , in this game world, I should be a more powerful musician."

As he spoke, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Lan Shuang. As soon as Lan Shuang reached out her hand, Jiang Lusheng took it first.

He flipped through the front and back, and there was only a name and a string of mobile phone numbers on it, and nothing else.

The name is still in cursive English, so I can't see it clearly.

Lan Shuang took a look and looked away, it was meaningless, it was not a useful clue at all.

"Besides that? Is there anything else?"

She stared at Liu Quan, not missing every expression on his face.

Liu Quan also imitated her previous appearance and spread his hands, "I know that I am a musician, and I like gifted children very much. Among these ladies, I value Miss San the most. I even wrote a song for her. The song, but it has never been sent out."

Liu Quan's expression was very serious and frank, as if he hadn't concealed anything.

Lan Shuang nodded and looked at Jiang Lusheng, "So your relationship should be relatively good."

Jiang Lusheng didn't speak, and handed back the business card. Just as Liu Quan reached out to pick it up, another scream came from downstairs.

The penetrating power is extremely strong, and the souls of people who scream will be scared out.

Liu Quan shivered, and the business card fell to the ground, but no one was in the mood to pick it up at this moment, and rushed out immediately.

"What happened?"

Lan Shuang lay on the railing and looked down. The girls on the second floor moved very quickly and rushed out of the door one after another.

Pei Jinzhi listened for a while and said, "It's Wen Qingqing's room."

Lan Shuang immediately ran to the stairs, Jiang Lusheng and Liu Quan followed, and Li Weiyan also ran out one after another. Everyone met on the second floor. The scene at this time seemed to repeat itself in the morning.

They gathered at Wen Qingqing's door and looked at each other.

"What should I do now? Do you want to go in directly?" Li Weiyan moved his wrist.

"Girls' room, you guys can't go in, right?" Zheng Mingxin crossed his arms and retorted.

"Then what should we do?" Li Weiyan frowned, "How about sending one of you girls to open the door?"

Everyone fell silent immediately.

The girls glanced at each other, but they didn't have the courage.

Lan Shuang pushed aside the crowd, "I'll come."

She raised her hand and twisted the doorknob, and the doorknob opened at once, but Lan Shuang didn't dare to relax. She stood at the door and looked in vigilantly. Jump on me!

The timid Zheng Mingxin had already screamed, Jiang Lusheng frowned: "Stop screaming, it's a human being."

"Ah?" Zheng Mingxin and the others looked, and saw Lan Shuang hugging a little girl in a red dress, it was Wen Qingqing.

"I'm scared to death, Qingqing, what are you doing? She pounces on you if she disagrees with her. Thanks to Lan Shuang's courage, otherwise she will faint from fright right now." Zheng Mingxin patted his chest exaggeratedly.

Mu Tiao took a look and said softly, "Stop talking, the child is quite frightened."

Lan Shuang patted Wen Qingqing's back, "Okay, it's okay, everyone is here, what happened to you. Tell us?"

Only then did Wen Qingqing withdraw from her arms, sobbing, and carefully looked at the people around her. Seeing that they were indeed familiar faces, she felt relieved and cried even harder.

"I... I seem to have seen a ghost, woo woo woo—"

"Stop crying, speak slowly, let's go, everyone has no tasks now, right? Then let's go downstairs and talk, it's safer to stay together."

No one objected to this point, everyone was afraid of being alone and becoming the next Wen Qingqing, so they all stayed close to each other when going down the stairs.

In the living room, everyone changed from the alienation when they first met. The men sat in a row and the women sat in a row, facing each other, and they could clearly see the worries on each other's faces.

Wen Qingqing sat beside Lan Shuang, and she calmed down a lot under Lan Shuang's comfort. She was a little embarrassed to be stared at by everyone, and shrank back to Lan Shuang, whispering: "I was alone in the room just now, Wanting to find some clues, I opened all the drawers and looked through them. I didn’t know what I was thinking at the time, but I always felt that someone was watching me.”

Having said that, she hugged her arm in fear and looked around nervously.

Lan Shuang narrowed her eyes, "Someone is looking at you? Then, did you see that person?"

Wen Qingqing shook her head in fear: "No one."

"Then what's your name?"

Liu Quan was puzzled.

Wen Qingqing seemed to be about to cry again. She grabbed Lan Shuang's hand tightly and said in a broken voice, "I noticed that someone was looking at me, so I looked around, and finally felt something under the bed, so I knelt on the carpet and lifted the sheet. Looked down and saw a knife."

"There's blood on the knife... the knife is still bloody! Undried blood!"

She held Lan Shuang's arm and cried again.

The faces of the people on both sides were ugly, "The bloody knife? Is it fresh?"

Pei Jinzhi frowned: "Is there nothing else?"

Wen Qingqing nodded: "No, but I'm scared when I look at that knife."

Lan Shuang patted her on the back understandingly, "It's really scary for a person to see a bloody knife. Do you remember what a knife looks like? How big? A fruit knife or something?"

Wen Qingqing thought for a while, stretched out her arm and gestured, "It's so long—it looks like a fruit knife, and there is blood on the handle."

"Could it be someone playing a prank?" Mu Tiao leaned on the sofa and said, "I think the servants in this manor have a very average attitude towards us. They don't seem to like us very much. If they did it, I think it's okay. Makes sense."

"How come? Aren't we playing the lady? How dare the servant hate us?"

Zheng Mingxin clenched his hands tightly, "It would be great if there is surveillance, we can also see if someone has entered Qingqing's room."

Lan Shuang was about to look up when Pei Jinzhi suddenly said, "Don't look, there is no surveillance in the corridor outside."

"How do you know?" Lan Shuang looked at her.

Pei Jinzhi's tone was as usual, "I just walked around the second floor and checked the corridors. I didn't see any cameras or fire extinguishers. The family's security measures are very ordinary."

Lan Shuang pursed her lips, "There's nothing we can do about it, unless we ask the housekeeper."

(End of this chapter)