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Chapter 146 Flower Bud Doll (Day2-Rainy Day-1140 AM)

Zhe Lukui took off her gloves, rubbed the corner of the dress for a while, then withdrew her hand, and said, "... Judging from the workmanship, fabric, and markings, this dress is genuine."

"Then, let's see what's going on with the other dolls?" Hui Yuanchu suggested, shining his flashlight on the other dolls.

Zhe Lukui had no objection.

After a few minutes, she came to the conclusion: "These clothes are all genuine."

"...well, even the shirt." She finally unbuttoned the top buttons of the doll's coat, and put it through the neckline to feel it. "The whole set is made to order."

Hui Yuanchu was looking at the faces of these dolls when he asked a question: "By the way, the chest size of these dolls..."

Zhe Lukui turned around and stared at him with a strange expression: "...As long as it looks a little bit like a woman, even if it is a plastic doll, will you think of that kind of thing immediately??"

"No, it's not! You listen to my explanation!" Hui Yuanchu defended somewhat embarrassedly.

While Zuri Lukui was investigating the fabrics and materials of the dolls just now, Haiyuan continued to observe the faces of the dolls while holding a flashlight for her.

Then he discovered somewhat unexpectedly: Just like the appearance of two people will be different, the appearance of each doll here is also unique.

Then, he noticed that the height of each doll seemed to be significantly different...

Could it be that this batch of dolls is really not a mass product, but that each one is unique?
Since he had this question, when he saw Zuri Lukui put his hand into the doll's clothes, Haiyuan naturally thought of confirming the typical distinguishing data of measurements.

It's not because of any evil thoughts, but a very natural and reasonable idea.

After hearing Hui Yuanchu's reasons, Zhe Lukui showed a complicated expression.

It was like eating something very unpleasant and having to swallow it.

But in the end, she really remained silent and put her hand through the collar of the last doll and touched it.

Then, another one.

After touching the underwear of these dolls in succession, Orukui also showed a thoughtful expression.

"...If I hadn't been reminded by you, I would really have missed this clue." She breathed out first, and then said, "Answer your question—yes, these dolls are all of different sizes."

Then she continued: "—more than that."

"They even wear underwear. Of course, Holy Knot's entire school uniform does not include underwear, so these underwear are provided separately... However, the styles and brands of these underwear are different for each doll."

After a pause, she added: "And... they match well."

"——What do you mean by 'matches well'?"

"How should I explain it to you..." Orokui looked away slightly, her voice gradually lowered and she said, "Do I need to teach you not only about size, but also about choosing different styles based on breast shape and occasion? Underwear..."

"Anyway, that's what you think!" She finally raised her voice suddenly and stared at Hui Yuanchu and said, "——If, if these dolls are real people, then the underwear they are wearing now are all their own. Handpicked favorites after considering size, brand, comfort, style.”

"..."

"The last thing is the strangest thing..." At this point, Orukui couldn't help but show a confused look, "One of the dolls also wears a sanitary napkin."

"..."

"But what does this mean?" Orokui stared at these dolls and continued to ponder, muttering to himself, "It means...the owners of these dolls have a crazy pursuit of realism like obsessive-compulsive disorder. ? Or, like some kind of stubbornness similar to the pride of an artist or craftsman?"

——Obsessive-compulsive disorder?Haiyuan first thought of Sato Eiko.

However, Sato Eiko's obsessive-compulsive disorder does not manifest like this.

If these dolls belonged to Sato Eiko, she would definitely not be able to bear the cluttered placement of these dolls.

Hui Yuanchu was thinking this way, while scanning these puppets—it really didn’t work.These puppets did not stand on the boundary line of the floor tiles at all, nor did they sit in the center of the sofa...

...Suddenly, Hui Yuanchu had a strange feeling.

There are six dolls in the front room.One of them is sitting on the sofa, two are standing behind it, and the other two are facing each other in front of the sitting doll.

"It looks like the doll is also divided into buds and calyces." Hui Yuanchu directly expressed his thoughts.

Orokui understood what he said, but she didn't express any opinion, and her expression didn't seem to care at all.

Because Hui Yuanchu’s exclamation really doesn’t make any sense,
She just continued to look at these dolls, and then continued to think according to her own train of thought: "Customizing six sets of uniforms at once is a big deal. And without the introduction of regular customers, He Kuantang will not accept the inexplicable request. It’s a custom order, so who is the owner here... we should be able to find some clues from He Kuantang..."

Unknowingly, she stopped talking, and her face and eyes looking at the puppets gradually became stiff.

Hui Yuan looked at Zhe Lukui in confusion at first, then looked back at the dolls, and suddenly realized.

Although he has long lost his fear, this does not prevent him from feeling a certain atmosphere like ordinary people.

In the darkness, several dolls imitating human figures stood silently.The light of the flashlight shines on their faces, casting shadows that look like crawling, and prominent parts such as cheekbones, lips, and bridges of noses appear more vivid.And on the whole face, in the center of the shadows of the deep-set eye sockets, there is the light reflected by the pupils of the glass eyes, which looks like they are staring at you——

In this situation, as long as it is an ordinary person with a normal mind, the pressure will be a little heavy.

Zhe Lukui took a deep breath, raised her head and confirmed to Hui Yuanchu, "You just said that there are also dolls upstairs?"

"Yes, there are five bodies upstairs, distributed in two rooms." Hui Yuanchu replied.

"Come on, let's go upstairs and have a look."

So Hui Yuanchu naturally walked in front and took the lead towards the stairs.

But soon, he heard a short scream from behind him, as if he was half-swallowed back.

Huiyuan turned around as fast as he could, only to see Zhe Lukui covering her mouth and standing there in horror, staring at a standing doll beside her.

But other than that, he didn't notice anything unusual.

"What's wrong?" Hui Yuanchu asked carefully.

Zhe Lukui had calmed down, she put down her hand covering her mouth, and whispered: "It's okay, it should be...my illusion."

"What kind of illusion?"

"I walked past this puppet just now, and I seemed to brush it. Then..." Zhe Lukui continued to stare at the puppet, hesitated for a while before saying, "Out of the corner of my eye, I seem to see that it looks like a human. He staggered a few steps... and then stood firm on his own."

Hui Yuan also stared at the doll for a while.Then, he suddenly reached out and pushed the doll.

——At the same time, the Cicada of Souls was released.

The figure fell straight down like a wooden frame and hit the carpet with a muffled sound.

And Hui Yuanchu got feedback from the cicadas returning from the ebb tide—during the whole process of the puppet falling down, it didn't produce any abnormality, it was really just a plastic puppet.

"It's an illusion, let's go." He turned to Lu Kui and said.

Zelukui nodded obediently.

This time, nothing happened until the two of them reached the middle platform of the L-shaped double staircase.

Going further up, the view of the front hall will be completely blocked by the ground on the second floor.

So at the end, Hui Yuanchu took another look at the scene in the front hall below.

One by one, the dolls continued to face the two of them, sitting or standing silently and motionless around the sofa.

Hui Yuanchu had some kind of illusion for a moment - in the darkness, he seemed to see the reflection of their glass eyes.

But the next moment, when he looked seriously, he only saw the usual darkness.

(End of this chapter)