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Chapter 57 The Adventures of Candy House (4)
The faces of the rest of the people turned pale, and they looked at each other.

Zhen Ai went over and pressed his carotid artery: "Dead, there is still warmth." Looking at his wound, "The blade pierced into the heart precisely."

The kindergarten teacher was shocked: "How is this possible?"

"What's impossible?" Zhen Ai got up and said calmly, "The murderer is here."

She looked back at Yan Su, who nodded slightly at her.

Everyone was silent, all frowning and thinking about each other.

The writer was cautious: "In case, this is the curse of the castle?"

"I never believe that curses can kill people!" The butler's face was full of anger. After all, what attracts tourists is horror legends, and real murders will deter tourists. "It must be that one of you is dissatisfied with the doctor."

The host quickly retorted: "We met by chance, we have never met before, how could there be hatred?"

"You!" the butler stopped.

"I agree with the housekeeper." Yan Su said calmly, "The murder weapon was a sharp scalpel used by a surgeon. The knife was brought in advance and matched with the doctor's profession. This is a premeditated murder."

A few words sealed the doctor's death.

After the words were finished, the crystal lamps flickered, and the restaurant became bright again.

The whole body of the dead body in the center of the carpet became clear and frightening.But everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by the wax figure of the racing driver. It was an extremely horrible face with a scratched head covered in "bloody" tomato sauce.

Looking back at Yan Su, one could guess that the unseen racer had died somewhere, probably like this wax figure, beyond recognition.

If so, what happened to the string of codes on the dinner plate?

The racer's death may have been before everyone saw the Caesar cipher, and the doctor's death was premeditated, not because of the cipher.

According to this, before the intimidation effect of the password is effective, someone present is ready to kill.

If so, the whole story has to be reanalyzed.Was the string of passwords left by someone from the organization, or was a traitor at the scene using the password communication method to take advantage of the tiger's prestige and pretend to be the organization to exert pressure?
Yan Su looked cold and sullen.

In this castle, every changing situation can make him overturn his previous assumptions and reasoning, and reshuffle the cards.He really likes this exciting and challenging feeling!

Everyone was sullen, expressionless.

"Call the police!" The preschool teacher was the first to react, but, "No signal?"

The maid explained: "The mobile phone communication signal does not cover here."

"What about the phone? How do you contact the master?"

The butler said sternly: "The telegram transmitter in the tower has only one fixed channel, and cannot communicate with the outside world. It can only receive passively, and cannot actively contact the owner."

Boxer was irritated and shouted: "Impossible, who would live in such an isolated place. You lied, it must be you!" He grabbed the butler by the collar and pulled him up.

The host and the lawyer stopped him together: "Calm down!"

The butler broke free from the shackles of the boxer. He gritted his teeth and adjusted the collar of his suit. He felt that the boxer had insulted his profession, and his face was livid with anger:
"Rude bastard! I've lived here all my life, loved my profession and this castle, and lived my life with dignity! A meaningless thug like you is boring!"

The lawyer was calm: "Everyone, don't make noise, and don't be in a hurry. Leave the scene here and wait until tomorrow morning, and then go to the police by boat."

The rest of the people couldn't discuss any other way, so they had to listen to him.

Seeing this, the maid said, "Then I'll take everyone to their respective rooms to store their luggage!"

Everyone followed the maid and the butler to the room.

The 13 rooms are arranged in a circular arc, neither in a straight line nor on the same level, like staggered building blocks.There is a bottomless corridor at the door of each room, with countless closed doors on both sides.

The butler explained that if 13 people walk all the way to the end along the 13 corridors, they will eventually gather in the hall, which is the 13 corridors they saw when they first entered the castle.

But he reminded that there are many forks in the corridor, and it is easy to get lost, so don't go without authorization.If you want to go to the lobby, it is best to go around the restaurant.

Everyone had their own concerns and went back to their rooms.

Zhen Ai closed the door, worried.Judging from the current situation, the doctor's death should be a vendetta.But the string of Caesar passwords is the primary password of the organization's peripheral group, and the key is her name in the organization.Why is it here?
Still thinking, someone knocked on the door, neither too fast nor too slow.

"Who?" Zhen Ai asked.

There was a second of silence outside: "Who else is there besides me?"

Zhen Ai immediately jumped up from the chair to open the door, and saw Yan Su dragging a small black suitcase, blocking the door straight.

She quietly glanced at the suitcase at his feet, hesitated for half a second: "What... are you doing?"

Yan Su's expression was calm, and he raised his chin arrogantly: "To protect you."

He imagined that Zhen Ai's beautiful black eyes should flash tender expectations at this moment, but no, Zhen Ai didn't understand, and asked blankly: "Why do you want to protect me?"

Yan Su froze slightly, and said, "Lightning and thunder, I'm worried that you're afraid."

Zhen Ai frowned, feeling even more confused: "Aren't lightning and thunder just like two clouds of opposite charges colliding and fighting, why should I be afraid?"

Yan Su smiled slightly, Qingyi's face couldn't hide a trace of frustration, he patted Zhen Ai on the shoulder: "That's right, I just came here to try it out." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with the small box.

Zhen Ai looked at it strangely, just as he was about to close the door, he stopped again, turned around and walked over, standing in front of Zhen Ai.

Zhen Ai looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

He seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "Actually, I lied."

"lie?"

"It's me who's afraid of lightning and thunder."

Zhen Ai: "..."

Is it really someone who never tells a lie?Mr. Logician also has something he is not good at!His lies were too lame. When the power went out in the restaurant just now, who held her in his arms and calmly gave her strength?
"I'm afraid of lightning and thunder." When he said this, his eyes were expectant and pure, like a big dog squatting on the ground and saying "hug me, hug me" to its owner.

Zhen Ai leaned aside and let him in.

After closing the door, there was silence in the curved corridor.Half a moment later, a certain false door closed.

Tau closed the door and said to the people sitting on the sofa: "Sir, you don't have to come in person this time, I can complete your plan by myself."

People in the dark don't speak.

Tau asked again: "Miss C, she seems to be looking for something left by Mr. C?"

"It's not up to you to take care of her affairs." In a cold voice, "Do as she likes, don't obstruct her."

"The 10 billion?"

"It's impossible for Chace to hide the 10 billion here." Still calm, "I didn't come here for the mere money."

Tau was thinking about something in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

The person opposite said again: "There are policemen in the castle, did you see it?"

Tau hesitated and made a gesture related to the man.

The man in the shadow nodded: "Don't do anything to the police for now, just clean up these traitors, and don't cause unnecessary trouble. This castle is not suitable." Looking out the window, he seemed to be fascinated, "I don't want people from the government to Come here to point fingers."

Tau bowed deeply: "I know the importance of this castle."

Zhen Ai found a set of intellectual wooden games in the room, and sat on the carpet with Yan Su to play.

But whether it is Sudoku Jiehuan Huarong Road or pyramids, Yan Su can always break it into sections with a crackle, and fiddle with it for a few seconds to restore the original appearance.As fast as the robot WALL-E, and always put on a mentally handicapped, boring, begging IQ expression.

After playing for a few rounds, Zhen Ai was very frustrated. She rolled on the carpet and turned her back to him: "Stop playing. You have no interest at all."

Yan Su reached out and grabbed her waist, picked her up from the ground, and asked earnestly, "You don't like my quick reflexes. Is it interesting to be slow?"

Zhen Ai rolled her eyes, what would it look like if she was slow to speak?She thought it was fun, and immediately said: "Yes, being dull is having fun!"

Yan Su patted her head: "Ai, you are the funniest girl I have ever seen."

Zhen Ai: "..."

She jumped up and threw him to the ground, really wanting to bite his vicious mouth to death.

But I really jumped down and bit it, and I couldn't bear to bite hard again.

Yan Su was unprepared for Zhen Ai, and was caught off guard by her and was crushed to the ground, and she opened her mouth to bite.He was lying on the ground with the soft carpet behind him and her soft body.

After Zhen Ai bit her, she realized that she actually kissed him after being ridiculed by him for being dull. She wanted to sit up proudly, but she was obsessed with his good smell, so she greedily pecked a few mouthfuls.

With this peck, he didn't let go of her waist, and she didn't want to leave, so she fell beside him, quietly closing her eyes and not saying a word.

There was a thunder outside the window, Zhen Ai's thoughts jumped, she remembered the restaurant, she looked up at him: "Did you find the doctor's death very strange?"

He slowly opened his eyes, smiled, did not speak, his eyes were full of encouragement.

She knew they had gone back to the countless times before, and he loved watching her think, enjoying the sparks in their heads.

She also likes: "The doctor and I are only separated by the kindergarten teacher, but when the murderer killed him, I didn't notice anything unusual."

"anything else?"

"Why didn't he call for help or cry out for pain when the murderer killed him?"

"Ah."

"According to the circumstances at the time, the murderer did the following things. He took the boxer's and the doctor's table knives, and stuck one of them into the chest of the doctor's wax figure. He killed the doctor with the scalpel, dragged the doctor under the table, The wax figure of the racing driver on the opposite side was dragged under the table, and its head was sliced ​​to pieces. But the power outage lasted only a dozen seconds.”

"You..." As soon as Yan Su opened his mouth, a horrified cry suddenly sounded in the castle, "Ah!!"

The two looked at each other, immediately jumped up from the ground, and opened the door.At the same time, all the doors in the corridor opened together, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. It was from the writer's room.

Everyone immediately gathered at the door of the writer's room.It knocked desperately outside, but there was no movement inside.

Yan Su's face turned cold, and he ordered the people around the door: "Get out of the way." Everyone moved away in fear, but just as Yan Su was about to kick the door, the door creaked and slowly opened.

The writer described it as dry and pale, with his eyes wide open in astonishment.

Quiet as death.

The three women, the actor, the model and the kindergarten teacher, trembled at the same time: "Hey, are you alive or dead?"

The writer trembled all over: "I, I saw the racer!"

The host was dubious: "Are you dreaming again?"

The writer turned around stiffly, raised his trembling fingers, and pointed to the stormy and thunderous night: "He, he's on the window glass!"

A group of people rushed into the writer's room, there was nothing on the locked windows, and the endless night and ocean outside the glass.A bright light was turned on on the top of the castle. Under the light, the rain was like thick meteor lines, flying chaotically.

The rocks on the island and reef are steep and the branches are jagged. In the heavy rain, they were bent by the sea wind.

As far as the eye can see, there is no shadow of the racing driver.

The model folded her arms and looked down on the writer: "You didn't scream to scare us on purpose so that it could be included in your novel?"

The actor and the model stood on the united front this time, humming: "Are you timid again?"

The host stood beside the writer very responsibly: "Are you too nervous? Don't be afraid, we're leaving tomorrow."

Seeing that everyone thought he was sick, the writer panicked and shouted, "Really! I saw the racing driver. He floated past the glass, staggering like a ghost."

"Enough!" The lawyer frowned and reprimanded, "How can there be a ghost in this world? Even if it is a real person, the cliff outside can fly in the rain?"

The writer, flushed with anxiety, insisted that he saw the racer float past the glass, but no one believed it.

With a creak, a gust of cold wind blew through the room.

The chattering crowd felt cold all over and immediately shut up.

Yan Su pushed open the window, looked up at the pouring rain, and lightning rolled outside the window.

Zhen Ai went to pull him: "There is lightning, stay away from the windows."

He patted the back of her hand to show that she was fine, then looked at the writer again: "You said he was wobbly?"

"Yes. I really saw it!" The writer immediately stood beside Yan Su to find a camp.

"Go to the housekeeper immediately." Yan Su turned blue, and walked out quickly, speaking at an alarming speed, "The cable to the island passed by the writer's window, and someone started the cable car. The racer that the writer saw was like a cable car on the rope. slipped down."

Everyone became nervous and followed him into the corridor.

The host chatted habitually: "When did the racer come to the island?"

The lawyer frowned habitually: "Now is the time to consider this issue? He was hung on a rope, is he dead?"

The actor quickly followed Yan Su, looking for an opportunity to speak: "Why did you go to the housekeeper?"

Yan Su said in a deep voice, "Maybe it was the wind that made him sway, and it doesn't rule out that he was struggling on the rope."

These words are creepy.

A lightning storm night with a racer dangling from a gondola rope in action?
"So we must stop the cable car immediately and rescue him." His voice was unusually low and deep, calm and restrained, but there was an inexplicably compelling anger.

Zhen Ai followed him and quickened her pace, feeling sorry for him.

She could guess what Yan Su was thinking: when she saw the wax figure of the racing driver being destroyed, she should go to the racing driver immediately, maybe he was not dead at that time.Because of his negligence, the murderer killed another person in front of him.

He bit his chin with an unclear expression, his side face was handsome, revealing a restrained anger.She thought inexplicably, if Yan Su hadn't played with her, maybe these things wouldn't have happened under his nose.

Unexpectedly, he pressed her shoulder tightly, and said in a deep voice, "It's none of your business, don't think too much about it." Although the words contained cold anger towards him, they also contained a touch of gentleness towards her.

Zhen Ai felt sour in her heart, how could he know what she was thinking?
A group of people walked around to the restaurant, where the maid was moving the wax figure of the kindergarten teacher.

The kindergarten teacher was surprised: "What are you doing?"

"This is the scene of the crime, so move the wax figure to the hall."

"Where's the cable car switch? Stop it quickly, someone is hanging on it," the writer said in a hurry.

The maid didn't understand at all, but she also realized the seriousness: "It's next to the hall." As she said that, she was about to take everyone there.

Yan Su paused, staring at the white cloth in the middle of the carpet: "Who moved it?"

Under the white cloth were two still figures, which looked no different from before.

The maid was puzzled: "No one has moved."

Yan Su shook his head, "No, the distance between the two figures was closer before. And..." Although the racer is short, he is not as thin as the figure under the white cloth at the moment.

He already had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he threw away the white cloth with a splash - the wax figure of Zhen Ai lay motionless next to the doctor's body.Zhen Ai opened her eyes wide, bewildered.

The maid covered her mouth: "Impossible. I have never touched Mr. Butler."

Yan Su was always calm, but the moment he saw the wax figure of Zhen Ai exposed under the white cloth, his heart almost burst out.Quickly and carefully glanced at the wax figure, there was no scar on his body, he let out a sigh of relief, walked towards the hall, and unconsciously clenched her slender shoulders even more.

Nothing will happen to her, he will definitely not let her have an accident, definitely not.

When we arrived at the hall, the butler was setting up the wax figure. After hearing the maid's explanation, he quickly closed the cable car.Everyone took umbrellas and flashlights and ran down the cliff quickly.

On the long, curved stone steps, there is only the sound of rain falling and footsteps.

When I ran to the bottom of the cable car, I saw the racer's body was straight and crooked, his feet touched the ground, his head was tied to the cable, and his face was completely changed.With just one glance, everyone's hearts fell.

This familiar and stiff posture is undoubtedly a wax figure.

But under the bluish-white lightning, the wax figure that looks like a real person is crooked on the rope of the night like this, which really makes people feel panic.

Umbrellas could not cover the pouring rain, and the people at the scene were drenched.The boxer was cold and annoyed, he kicked the tree branch next to him, and scolded the crowd: "Who is so boring. Playing pranks depends on the occasion!"

Zhen Ai was also soaked through.When she ran out of the room, she didn't have time to put on her coat, and now the howling sea breeze blew, she was shivering from the cold, but she only wanted to comfort him: "SA, this is just a wax figure."

Don't blame yourself.

Ke Yansu didn't listen, turned his head almost stubbornly, and looked at the small bay next to the cable car station.

(End of this chapter)