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Chapter 60 The Adventures of Candy House (7)
The actor asked lightly: "Is there anyone who has nothing to regret? Mr. Logician, don't be embarrassed. Doing wrong things will not diminish your charisma."

Zhen Ai was surprised: "Why don't you believe it? I just believe that he has done nothing wrong."

As soon as the words came out, everyone's eyes became more subtle, as if they were sighing, the little girl who has not experienced much in the world is really innocent and easy to deceive.

Speak lightly, don't mind.He speaks the truth and doesn't care whether people believe it or not.Zhen Aixin, enough is enough.

Other people's opinions, who cares?
The actor felt like a cat was scratching his head, and really wanted to know if this man who looked extremely serious had ever done anything wrong.She bit her lips seductively, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, and said in a charming voice, "Don't worry, Mr. Logician! Didn't you say that men with scars are more sexy? Actually, bad men who make mistakes are more attractive to women."

Zhen Ai frowned, even more confused: "Why do women like bad men? I don't like bad men!"

Yan Su looked down at Zhen Ai, couldn't help but smile slightly, raised his eyes to look at the actor, but his expression was cold:

"Unfortunately, I don't live to please women." While speaking, she inadvertently clenched Zhen Ai's hand on the sofa.

He likes her, she likes him;
He believes in her goodness, and she also believes in his goodness;

That's fine, who cares about other people's opinions?

The actor was embarrassed, and forced himself to smile: "Miss student, is there anything you want to confess?"

Zhen Ai shrugged: "Me neither..." Suddenly she couldn't speak, and the moment when her mother died appeared in her mind, Burt whispered in her ear: "little C hates mother to death, little C wants to kill she!"

Her thoughts went blank. Does she really need to repent?

The actor saw something strange at a glance, and asked gently: "Miss student, is there anything you want to say?"

Zhen Ai had already calmed down, her expression was indifferent: "No."

The actor waved his hands and sighed half-jokingly: "Those who don't repent will go to hell!"

Yan Su frowned displeasedly, but Zhen Ai smiled freely: "I don't care if I go to hell or not. And, believe me, I came from hell."

Except for Yan Su, no one at the scene understood her words, but they would not continue to ask, after all, they were not familiar with her.

Unwilling to give up, the actor folded his arms and looked quietly. Shu Er curled up one corner of his lips: "The relationship between the two of you is really enviable. So, neither of you confessed or concealed anything from the other?"

This question was very impolite and out of step, but Zhen Ai answered decisively at the first time:
"of course not!"

After finishing speaking, her heart suddenly became empty, because Yan Su didn't make any reaction.He loosened her hand a little, lowered his eyes quietly, hiding all his emotions.

Although Zhen Ai usually can't understand people's expressions, but she is very familiar with Yan Su, and immediately realizes that something is wrong.

Yan Su let go of her hand: "I'm going to the bathroom." After finishing speaking, he left the living room.

Yan Su stood in front of the mirror, wiping off the water droplets on his hands with a tissue.The water had been wiped dry a long time ago, but he was distracted, and his hands were still doing repetitive movements over and over again.

After a long time, he glanced at the mirror. The man was wearing a thick black windbreaker. He was thin and tall, but his face was extremely cold.

The family crest is also printed on the lower corner of the bathroom mirror, thorns and purple dew, LanCelot in the middle, and C&C in lower letters at the bottom.

He should have told Zhen Ai what he had conjectured in his heart long ago, instead of waiting for an outsider to ask him a question and then suddenly discovering that he was hiding something from Zhen Ai.

In his view, this is a betrayal of his lover.

He hated the feeling of betraying Zhen Ai at this moment, depressed and angry, blamed and ashamed, he must confess immediately.

Yan Su smashed the ball of paper into the wastebasket with all his might, and started to walk outside.The bathroom door opened, and the actress walked in gracefully.

Yan Su frowned, and was displeased again: "I didn't go to the wrong bathroom, so... are you a transsexual?"

The actor has long been accustomed to his impoliteness, and is not annoyed at all.

She closed the door with a smile, twisted her body and leaned against the door, looking bulging and soft like a snake, "Mr. Logician thinks I'm not feminine enough? Aren't I more feminine than your little friend?"

She straightened her body and curled up: "If you sleep with her, your bones will hurt, right?" As she spoke, she raised her hand to put his shoulder on his shoulder.

A trace of forbearable disgust flashed in Yan Su's eyes, he took a step away, and quickly distanced himself from her.

His eyes were cold, and his words were scornful: "So you are not an actor, but a prostitute."

A trace of shame and anger flashed in the actor's eyes, but he ruthlessly endured it.This man is really...

She gritted her teeth and smiled angrily: "What's the difference between an actor and a prostitute? Even if I am a prostitute, if I fall in love with you, I can be regarded as a prostitute with good taste."

"Similarly, I am a logician with good taste," Yan Su opened the door.

Just after going out, she saw Zhen Ai running out of the women's bathroom with a blushing face, followed by the model and the preschool teacher, who smiled and said "it's okay" to Zhen Ai.

Yan Su: "What's wrong?"

Zhen Ai rubbed her fingers: "The compartment door is broken, I accidentally pushed the wrong door."

At this time, the actor came out from the men's bathroom, and the women were all surprised.

Yan Su was calm, and said to them: "You guys go back first." After saying that, he let Zhen Ai go with him: "I have something to talk to you."

Outside the corridor windows, it was raining heavily.

He held her shoulders, bent down and looked straight into her dark eyes, very pious: "AI, the question they mentioned just now..."

"It's okay." She interrupted him, raised her hand to hold his big warm hand on her shoulder, and smiled, "I believe you. Besides, there is nothing to hide between us!"

His face was serious, and he was not at all relieved by her smile: "Ai, I was going to tell you after the case is over, but..."

She closed her mouth, her eyes were dark, focused and curious.

"This castle is very likely," he bit his lip, with some difficulty, but finally said, "is your home."

She was stunned, puzzled, puzzled, and unbelievable: "How is it possible? Then... the story Mr. Butler told?" She thought of something, trembled,
"Don't tell me Mr. Steward is telling the truth; don't tell me the chemist is my brother; don't tell me that young couple are my parents; and don't tell me it's me who sold WMDs ancestor..."

She spoke too fast and excitedly, her throat was stuck, and she couldn't speak at once.

The weapons developed by the man who built the castle killed so many people in World War II that they hid in fear and guilt.What weapon would make them panic so much and live in fear every day?

what,
Generation after generation, generation after generation, this is really a wicked family, this is really a damned family.

She refused to believe it, she looked at him stubbornly, tried her best to be calm, but couldn't hide her misery: "You have no evidence. Yan Su, don't say that. This evil place and the bad people here have nothing to do with me. Yan Su, don't say that!"

His heart ached, and he held her shoulder hard: "Ai, Lancelot is the family name of the original owner of the castle. C&C may be the name of the founder of the family, or your grandparents. I was thinking , When your parents name their children, will they follow the example of their parents and start with two Cs?"

In the candlelight, her face turned pale for a while.

"AI, the plaintext of that series of Caesar variant ciphers is NQQDNZHWWTDWLTQWC, and the ciphertext is KILL ONE OR BE KILLED. Its key is a name, a girl's name starting with C, Cheryl (谢儿), which means 'my beloved', Cheryl is your original name, right?"

Zhen Ai trembled, her gaze was empty: "Even so, everything is just a coincidence."

"Yes, I've always thought so, and I've always been lucky, so I didn't ask you. Ai," he called her name softly, for some reason lost his confidence, "does your brother's name also start with C? You don't want to Say, listen to me. LJ found out that Alex's house is here."

She looked at him: "So?"

"Alex said his surname was La Courage. I used to laugh at his strange grammatical errors in his surname, but now I realized it was actually two capital letters in the family crest. Ai, LJ also said that Alex's name in the organization is... Chace."

The girl's face was pale, like water frozen in an instant, without any waves.

She looked at him quietly, her eyes were as dark as ever, without any emotion.Just like meeting for the first time, she walked around from behind the piano, with the coolness of winter, clean and distant.

Word by word, she asked, "So, it's you, press the white button, and then Alex, no, my brother Chace is gone."

Yan Su's heart fell like an ice cellar: "...Yes."

The warm candlelight in the corridor shone on her face, but she was extremely lonely: "My brother lied to you. He said it was a white key, so you pressed the white key."

"Yes."

Zhen Ai nodded her head lightly, and stared at him without moving: "At that time, you didn't realize that he was lying."

Yan Su felt a huge shock in his heart: "No."

He was angry at her questioning for a moment, but he was instantly overwhelmed by a tidal wave of panic, and reached out to pull her: "Ai, I really didn't..."

She took a sharp step back, avoiding his hand.Then his palm caught the air, empty, just like his heart at the moment.

Zhen Ai stood under the dim candlestick, smiling slightly, very bleak, making people want to cry: "Yan Su, I believe you."

Yan Su's heart felt like being knocked down silently by a heavy hammer, and the pain pierced through his heart.

She smiled: "Yan Su, I'm not angry, really. I just, too many things, want to walk alone. Don't follow me, okay?"

She turned and ran into the deep corridor, and was nowhere to be seen.

Tracing back to the past, Zhen Ai had already disappeared in the maze of intricate corridors.

The scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, he lifted the white cloth on the ground, and the wax figure of Zhen Ai was lying quietly next to the doctor's body.At that time, he clearly made up his mind not to let her out of his sight.

My heart felt pain and panic for a moment, like a thousand arrows passing through.

Yan Su stopped and forced himself to calm down.It is even more dangerous to chase blindly like this.

Zhen Ai needs to be alone. Although he is heartbroken, he is willing to give her space.As long as the rest of the people are in the living room, Zhen Ai will be fine.

He looked at the empty corridor ahead, worried, but turned around resolutely and went back to the living room.When passing the hall, I took a special look and found that there was nothing wrong with Zhen Ai's wax figure.

But he never expected that when he opened the door, there were only two people left in the living room, which was still warm when he left, the housekeeper and the lawyer.And the butler also stood up to go out.

Yan Su's heart sank suddenly: "Where are the others?"

Lawyer: "The host said it was cold, so he went to the room to bring the quilt over, and everyone else went too." After speaking, it was strange, "Eh? Ms. Student is not with you?"

Yan Su couldn't speak, he didn't know what kind of panic was in his heart, so he turned around and walked out.

A maid walked towards her, holding a blanket: "Mr. Housekeeper, it's almost 1 o'clock. I'll go to the castle to turn off the lights. I don't know who opened the window in the hall just now and blew down the wax figure of Miss Student."

"Damn it!" Yan Su gritted his teeth and couldn't help uttering an indecent word for a while.

The maid stared at his back in surprise as he left in a hurry.

After Zhen Ai walked through the central garden, she was drenched by the torrential rain.

After walking aimlessly in the castle for a while, she followed the password left by her brother to find the room at the westernmost end of Fort No. 7.

The room is simply furnished, quiet and quiet, with warm lamps on the walls.She walked across the soft carpet to the window.

There is a lot of noise outside, and you can hear needles falling inside.

She stood on the edge of silence and noise, opened the bolt, grabbed the thick wooden window edge, and pulled it hard.

Whispering in her ears, the sea wind from the Arctic Ocean surged like a flood, and her face was icy cold.The wind was mixed with bitter and hard rain, which made her cheeks hurt.The strong wind swayed the wooden windows violently.

The light of the room faintly entered the night outside the window, casting a faint light, which was soon swallowed by the darkness.As far as the eye can see, the reefs are jagged, the grass is messy, and they have been beaten to pieces by the wind and rain.

No matter how far away, there is an endless sea in the dark night. You can't see the stars, you can't see the lights of the city, there is only darkness, and there is no end to the darkness.

Raindrops drifted into her dark eyes, cold and stinging.But she opened it stubbornly, her eye sockets gradually turned red, and transparent drops of water slid down her pale cheeks.

The poem says: The sun has set; all around is desolate; I can't see or hear anything; there is only one sigh...

Brother, are you very sad in your heart?
Why choose death?Knowing that you are not here, I am alone in the world.Why do you still choose to die when you know it well?

She looked at the turbulent night in front of her, with tears streaming down her face, with unrelieved depression and anguish surging in her chest, she wanted to pounce on the unfathomable darkness and roar.But the window was closed suddenly, and the storm disappeared.

The world returns to warmth and tranquility.

With tears shining, she saw the back of a strange but straight man.

The maid hurriedly locked the window.

The housekeeper frowned when he saw the water stains on the ground, and said with restraint, "When the rain comes in, the floor of the castle will be wet, and these woods will grow moths."

He was stern and dissatisfied, he turned his head to look at Zhen Ai, saw the tears on her face, he froze for a moment, a slight embarrassment flashed across his face.

After the maid closed the window, she was startled when she turned her head: "Miss student, what's wrong with you?"

The butler lived alone in the castle all year round and was not good at dealing with people. Seeing Zhen Ai crying, he moved uncomfortably towards the maid, intending to distance himself from Zhen Ai and take responsibility.

But he still felt ashamed, and whispered to the maid: "I just said something to her, and she cried like this."

The maid looked at the butler speechlessly, and walked up: "Did you quarrel with Mr. Logician? He was running around the castle just now, as if he was looking for you."

Zhen Ai was taken aback, turned her head away and wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve: "No."

The butler frowned and said, "Don't run around when it's raining. Go back quickly. Don't walk from the garden, turn left after going out. Turn left at any fork in the road you encounter, and you can go back to the main castle."

After finishing speaking, he said to the maid: "Hurry up and turn off the lights, let's go back too. I'm really worried that they are all running around in the castle one by one." When the two walked out, the butler murmured, "It's really troublesome to manage the guests, they are as messy as mice. run."

How many generations has this strict butler served the castle?Zhen Ai looked down, she really wanted to know the story of this castle, more and more details.

"Wait a minute!" She followed, "I'm with you."

Zhen Ai followed the butler and the maid walking in the corridor, looking around.

Like the room structure of the main castle, the rooms of No. 7 attached castle are not on the same level.The adjacent rooms look like the steps of a huge spiral staircase, but the slope is extremely slow and it is not easy to notice when walking on it. You can only see it when you stand at the end and look back.

Zhen Ai looked at the family emblems that could be seen everywhere, and asked, "There are no people living in the castle?"

The butler squinted at her: "How do you know?"

"The structure is different, there are no air vents, it is very closed and airtight, it is very cold, and there are few heating equipment."

"You feel cold because your clothes are wet." The butler looked away, and said again in a moment, "But this castle is the coldest, and it is true. This is the place where the previous owner did experiments."

experiment?

Zhen Ai thought about it: "Mr. Steward, I think the castle owner's experience is like a legend. I'm very interested. I heard you talk about it last time, can you tell me about it?"

The housekeeper was very satisfied with her devout attitude, his frozen face softened a bit, and he said proudly, "Tell me, what do you want to hear?"

"Where is the origin of the family?"

"Europe. Later, it gradually became related to all parts of the world. There are too many branches of the Lancelot family, so we need to check the genealogy. Let's talk about the one closest to us, the couple Clark & ​​Chiao Lancelot who built this castle. His wife was from World War II. Chinese people are smart and gentle ladies.”

Chiao?Listening to this English translation, it should be similar to "Joe" or "Jiao".

"Didn't their lethal weapons kill a lot of people in the war? What type of weapon?"

(End of this chapter)