dear archimedes

Chapter 58 The Adventures of Candy House (5)
The sea was cold and rainy, and the small ship they came on was bumping violently in the raging waves.The light of the flashlight pierced through the mottled and messy rain curtain and shone in the past. Opposite the scattered rain, the windows of the white ship were pitch black.

Yan Su said slowly: "Perhaps, someone wants to tell us that the racer is on this boat."

Boxer first questioned: "The guy never showed up, how could he be here?"

Yan Su ignored it, jumped onto the boat in a few steps, and turned on the light to search.Zhen Ai followed immediately, and the others also went looking for her when they saw this.

After checking around, there was no one on board.

The boxer couldn't help complaining: "Aren't you very smart? Just now in the restaurant, the wax figure of the racing driver disappeared, and you should have guessed that the person hanging on the cable is not a person but a wax figure. You are good. A few words made everyone feel the same. Like a dog that fell into the water!"

Zhen Ai gritted her teeth when she heard the words.How could Yan Su not have thought that the thing hanging on the cable might be a wax figure?It's just that he thought that if there was a one in ten thousand chance of being a real person, he would try his best to save it.

She was angry and distressed, just about to say something, Yan Su grabbed her wrist, shook her head at her, his face was cold, but his eyes were gentle.

He didn't mind; but her heart was like being pricked by a needle.

The actor defended Yan Su, and immediately choked: "Why do you have no sympathy, what if the wax figure is not a real person? In the castle, who can guarantee it?"

Although the boxer was impatient, he didn't want to fight with women. He held back for a long time, and repeated his previous remarks: "The racer didn't come to the island at all!"

"I guess he might have sneaked to the island long ago," the actor retorted, "otherwise who would be so boring as to have trouble with his wax figure?"

"I also find it strange," the writer twisted the rainwater from his clothes, trembling slightly, "Think about it, the dead doctor is exactly the same as his wax figure; and the wax figure of the racing driver's head is scratched to pieces, so it could be... ..."

There was a deathly silence in the violently tossing cabin, only the huge wind and waves outside the ship slapped the hull and rattled.

Zhen Ai was dizzy from being shaken by the boat, and answered unconsciously: "Like a wax figure, dead?"

Everyone at the scene trembled.

The model couldn't believe it: "There's no trace of a racing driver here. He's not hiding in the castle, is he?"

The butler shook his head, "There is only a gate to enter the castle, and I only opened the gate for you once today."

The maid also echoed: "My boat only went back and forth once today."

After Yan Su listened to everyone's words, his quiet eyes flickered suddenly, and he said, "I know where the racer is."

He turned and walked out of the cabin, leading everyone to the empty cab.Yan Su looked around, but didn't find any signs of struggle.I walked over and touched the air conditioner, and it was still warm.

The maid said, "We looked for it just now, but there was no one."

Without saying a word, Yan Su walked to a small square platform in the center of the floor and stepped on it lightly. Below was the location of the ship's engine.He went to the console, glanced at it, and pressed a button.

The square floor slowly opened.

Everyone took flashlights to shine, and several staggered lights penetrated the black and bumpy sea surface. On the white turbine engine blades, the water flow was turbulent, but there was a group of red and black hair floating fixedly.

When the current surged, the thing turned around, and its pale arms floated on the surface of the sea like logs.

The racer's body was quickly salvaged, lying wet on the floor, the same as the wax figure seen before, with a bloody head.The sea water was icy cold, and it was impossible to judge the time of his death.

The host stared at the rope around his neck in surprise: "How could he be tied under the boat? Why did the murderer smash his head? It's too cruel..."

Before they finished speaking, everyone looked at Boxer in unison. It seemed that he was the only person present who could relate to the word "smashing".

Boxer was stunned and panicked: "What are you looking at? It's not me!"

Seeing this, the butler said coldly, "Didn't you see that he was tied to the engine?"

Zhen Ai agreed: "You can't doubt the boxer like this. The murderer only needs to fix him under the turbo, and when the engine starts, he will smash his head." She added, "Just like his profession, being twisted by the wheel die."

Everyone was horrified.

The preschool teacher covered her mouth, and she wanted to vomit just hearing this: "Could it be that the racer was tied under the boat from the very beginning when we got on the boat, and dragged all the way from the water?"

Everyone jumped up and looked at the writer together: "You are the first to board the boat."

The writer panicked, looked around, and suddenly pointed to the maid: "I was the first among the passengers, but she was always on board."

The maid trembled all over, and hurriedly waved her hands: "I don't know you, why did you kill people? Besides, I can't swim, he is a man, and I have no strength."

"He was killed after landing." Yan Su's indifferent voice stopped everyone's quarrel, "He reached Silverland alive."

At that time, he squatted on the ground to check the driver's neck and nails. Although the sea water washed away some, there were signs of struggle.He pulled another small scrap of red fabric from the racer's collar.

Zhen Ai recognized it immediately: "It's the scarf I fell into the sea."

"Understood?" Yan Su stood up and stood upright, "After we landed, the engine was turned on again, which smashed this scarf into pieces."

Everyone was speechless.

The author scratched his hair, unable to figure it out: "Impossible. There is only this one ship, how did he come here?"

"Then you have to ask Miss Maid." Yan Su turned his head, his eyes were light and sharp, "There was a problem with your statement just now. Why didn't you say 'I only received you today'?" '? Because you know the racer was on board the boat when it left Wheeling Island, alive."

The maid was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and rubbed her hands back and forth, without saying a word with a pale face.

The others also looked suspiciously, Yan Su suddenly asked: "Miss Maid, is the racing driver fooling around with you in the cab?"

The group of people opened their eyes wide in surprise, even more surprised than what they heard before.

The maid's white face turned red again.

"At [-]:[-] p.m., when you entered the cabin, you put on your shirt and stockings again." Yan Su was a little annoyed, "I thought you would leave Silverland once in a while, and take this opportunity to have a private meeting with your friends. Now it seems that, That guy is a race car driver."

The butler turned cold and reprimanded: "What's the matter with you?"

The maid trembled violently and almost cried: "He is very funny and charming, I, I will just be with him... But I didn't kill him, absolutely not. Because we also made an appointment to come to the boat at night... I I don't know how he died."

The men and women in the cabin were extremely speechless, how charming was the freckled crooked mouth of the racing driver...

The men were extremely annoyed, they should have fought to be the first to board the boat if they had known that the maid with big breasts and fat buttocks was so hungry and had no eyesight.

The model looked on coldly, and the actor glanced at the expressions of the men around him, and satirized the maid: "It is said that people with your figure are not doing their jobs properly."

The maid blushed and dared not speak.

When the model heard this, she was unhappy: "Who are you talking about?" She is also a woman with a strong figure, but her clothes are conservative and she is not as revealing as an actress.

The actor felt that her perfect sexiness was the real perfection, so he snorted and ignored her.

The wind and waves became stronger, the boat shook more violently, nearly ten long figures dangled in the cabin, Zhen Ai felt a little dizzy, and wondered how Yan Su could stand so straight, as if he was not affected by gravity.

Another huge wave hit, Zhen Ai lost her center of gravity, almost staggered and slipped backwards; Yan Su took a big stride and took her into his arms, and she was instantly stable.

The actor looked at it, squinted his eyes, and after a while, smiled slightly: "It seems that we still have some good men here."

It's just that the good man's words seem to have not been heard at all.

No more clues could be found at the scene, and everyone decided to leave the racer on the boat and return to the castle.

After returning, Yan Su thought it would be safer for everyone to stay together, so he suggested staying in the living room.But everyone was reluctant, some said they were soaking wet and needed to take a shower, some said they were exhausted after such a horrible night, and they might as well lock themselves in a safe room after spending the long night with the murderer .

Only the writer butler and the maid supported Yan Su's decision.

The writer said he was afraid, but the housekeeper said sullenly that he had the responsibility to protect everyone's safety, perhaps because he was worried that if a few more people died, the tourism development plan would be ruined, and the maid said that this was a good opportunity to prove that she was not the murderer.

But no matter what these people persuaded, the others insisted on going back to the room, thinking that it would be safe to lock the door.

In the end, everyone went back to their rooms.

Zhen Ai came out of the shower first, and then Yan Su went.

She changed into her pajamas and nestled under the quilt. The bed and quilt were both soft, like her style at the SPA base.She touched her forehead and seemed a little dizzy.

The reaction to seasickness is so severe?
Thinking of the series of cases today, I can't see who the murderer is at all.She asked Yan Su, and Yan Su said that there was too little evidence and no forensic means, he was just speculating and doubting, not sure yet.

But he said, "There are a few words that a few people said, which is very interesting."

Zhen Ai thought about it carefully, but still didn't have a clue.

Don't think about it, what she should consider now is the password left by her brother, not the murder case that has nothing to do with her.

She stared blankly at the gauze curtains on the square bed for an indeterminate amount of time, then suddenly remembered something, rolled her body, tilted her head on the pillow, looked at the fluffy white quilt on the couch, and suddenly frowned.

The sofa is not long enough, Yan Su probably has to curl up into a ball to sleep.

She looked up at the sky, thinking silently, a ball of white words... I really like it O(∩_∩)O
The room was very quiet, she didn't seem to be able to hear the violent wind and rain outside the window, only the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, at a constant speed and ambiguous, as if flowing from the bottom of her heart.

Yan Su was taking a shower over there across a wall.

Her heart was pounding uncontrollably, she patted her head lightly, shouted stop, don't think anymore.

But the time when she was at Yan Su's house, she accidentally walked into his bedroom, and he got out of bed naked the next morning, with a beautiful and tight back.

Now, standing under the shower, he is tall and slender, and the water drops flow through...

With a blushing face, Zhen Ai covered herself in the quilt, and rolled around several times in shame.He was taken aback again, when she was taking a shower just now, he was outside, maybe he was thinking about her too... Zhen Ai buried herself in the pillow, lying on her stomach with a hot body, couldn't help kicking the bed board, forget it!

The only sound I could hear was my heart beating like thunder.

Air, air, without air, she was going to be dizzy, so she got out quickly and took a deep breath.

The bathroom door opened, Zhen Ai hastily closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

There were hardly any footsteps on the carpet.

Soon, he turned off the light.

Zhen Ai was a little annoyed, didn't he come to see her by the bed?
Just when she was disappointed, the other half of the bed suddenly sank, Zhen Xinxin flicked, and the next second, he rushed towards her and hugged her, carrying the fresh scent of soap from the bathroom.

Zhen Ai was taken aback: "Why did you come to bed?"

"Afraid of thunder."

He pressed against her hot cheek, and his tone revealed a rare laziness, as if there was no weird castle and case at this moment, and he was rarely relaxed.

When Zhen Ai heard his tone, her heart softened sweetly.

She moved, facing his face and hugging his waist, but accidentally touched his hot and firm skin, and it seemed that her fingertips were still touching the delicate curve of his buttocks.

Zhen Ai's heart was pounding, she carefully withdrew her hand, and swallowed: "SA, why are you not wearing any clothes?"

"It's dark in the room," he said convincingly, "I didn't have time to wear it."

Zhen Ai blinked her eyes in the dark, and said to her finger, "Obviously you turned off the light."

"Yeah." He was not ashamed at all, calmly, "I just want to sleep with you quietly, so don't talk, just sleep well, okay?"

"Oh!" She responded softly, closing her eyes.

After a few seconds of silence...

"But," she arched into his arms, hesitated to speak, "there has been no thunder outside for a long time."

The man beside him was silent: "I know."

She raised her head and looked at him: "SA, your logic is so confusing all of a sudden."

He didn't care at all: "Chaos is chaos. I want to sleep now, what else does logic do?"

"Oh." She responded softly again and closed her eyes.

A few seconds of silence passed...

"Ai..."

"Ok?"

"Don't you like to sleep naked?"

"..."

"Ow!"

A person who pushes forward, deserves a beating!
On a stormy night, there was silence in the castle.

The bedroom was warm and quiet, with occasional purple-white lightning leaking from the thick curtains.Zhen Ai lay in Yan Su's ironing arms, feeling peaceful in her heart.

She was actually afraid of the cold, thinking that sleeping alone in a cold and lonely old castle on a stormy night would make her curl up into a ball.But at this moment, he was beside her pillow, breathing shallowly, calmly and calmly, revealing the frailty of a man who is usually indifferent,

His arms were around her waist, the embrace was safe and tight, full of the smell she liked, warming into her limbs, making her feel hot all over, wanting to stretch her hands out of the quilt proudly and shyly to cool off ; and wanted to shrink the whole person into his heart, make a warm nest, and never come out again.

She couldn't help but slightly curved the corners of her lips.

"Can't sleep?"

His lips were already close to her ears, and as soon as he spoke, his voice was hazy and low, blowing from Zhen Ai's ears to the tip of her heart, she couldn't help trembling all over.

In the darkness, she moved her body and raised her hand to touch his chiseled face, which felt clean and refreshing.

She still boldly rubbed his lips with her thumb, muttering in a low voice, like a child whispering secretly: "SA, your body is so warm, it's like leaning against a big heater."

"Really?" His thin and soft lips opened and closed, rubbing against her fingertips, "If I were the stove, why didn't you hug me?"

Zhen Ai blushed quietly, and turned her back to him: "Who told you not to wear clothes?"

"Sleeping naked is good for physical and mental health." He easily turned her over, earnest and sincere, "I thought we had already reached a consensus on this issue."

Who wants to sleep naked with you!Zhen Ai pouted: "It's your wishful thinking."

He smiled silently, and tightened his grip on her, in the darkness, with a smile: "Oh."

After a while, he restrained himself and repeated the previous question: "Can't you sleep?"

Zhen Ai thought seriously.

A few seconds passed.This time, Yan Su didn't dislike her slow response, and answered the words himself: "That's why I can't sleep." Finally, with a very slight annoyance, "I thought holding you would make you feel safe."

Zhen Ai's heart seemed to be hit by something, it was very warm.

The next second, the person next to the pillow was not reconciled: "Scientific research shows that if a woman who does not sleep well sleeps in a comfortable and warm embrace and feels comfortable and safe, her sleep quality will be greatly improved."

Zhen Ai was speechless, it's too bad, wouldn't it hurt his self-esteem?

Sure enough, before she had time to speak, he said with a little regret: "Experiments have proved that my arms have no soothing effect on you. I am a boyfriend who is not responsible. Of course, it is only in this respect. In other respects, I myself Recognized as competent."

These words made Zhen Ai's mood feel like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

She put her arms around his neck and said softly, "Because of you, I feel very warm and safe! I just couldn't sleep because I was thinking about my brother's password."

The man in his arms froze for a moment, embarrassed and self-reflecting: "I actually forgot to make a comprehensive analysis again."

"Why do you analyze so comprehensively? Anyway, you have no logic today." She leaned against his cheek and muttered softly, but the smile on the corner of her lips grew wider.

To her, his scientific demonstration just now was a nice love story.

The darkness dyes ordinary conversations with a lingering and intimate color, and makes each other's touch more clear and clear.

Her body was softly in his arms, and his whole heart softened.She has always restrained herself, but at this moment she is extremely attached to the fragrance of her body.He really enjoyed the intimacy of the night.

But he is sensible after all, and at this moment, he is more concerned about the problem that troubles her sleep: "Since you can't sleep, let's go explore the mystery."

The sun has set, and the long grass now
Waves dreamily in the evening wind;

And the wild bird has flown from that old gray stone
In some warm nook a couch to find.
In all the lonely landscape round
I see no light and hear no sound,

Except the wind that far away
Come sighing o'er the healthy sea.
The sun went down, and now the long grass
Swaying desolately in the evening wind;
Wild birds flew away from the old gray stones,

(End of this chapter)