Weirdness is coming: Chen Mu Nugui started with trillions of ghost coins

If what Boss Chen said is true, then are the dozen or so sets of clothes next to the formaldehyde also a disguise?

Chen Mu also thought of this possibility, and his previous guess might be somewhat biased.

The hostess prepared those clothes not to dress up her son after his death but to make him look like he did when he was alive.

In order to continue disguising his son, he disguised his dead son as a sporty boy.

Why disguise it when the body is hidden in a dark room?

Who are you pretending for?

Thinking of this, Chen Mu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Perhaps from the very beginning, the hostess anticipated that one day someone would break into her room and look for her son's body.

So the hostess disguised her dead son for intruders like Chen Mu to see!

Chen Mu broke into the hostess's room, found the dark room, and saw his son's body. All of this was within the hostess's expectations.

Have I fallen into a trap?

Chen Mu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

But after thinking about it carefully, Chen Mu felt that from the moment he entered his daughter's room and found the letter she had hidden, he had already escaped the control of the hostess.

The Wilderness Wanderer came over and said, "Boss, why did the mistress go to so much trouble to disguise her son's personality? What is her son's personality that makes her want to hide it and replace it with a sporty one?"

"People will disguise themselves in the opposite direction." Chen Mu said slowly:

"When she disguised her son as a tough man in every way, it just showed that her son was not such a person, and even had the opposite personality.

I think I already know most of the truth.

Let's look for it. I am now sure that the remaining letters are hidden in this room.

And the one hiding was not someone else, but the son himself.

It’s not accurate to say that he was hiding, because he was just doing something he was used to.

Look for the letters in a pile of books, like in your daughter's room."

Hearing this, the Wilderness Wanderer seemed to understand something. He looked at Chen Mu and asked quietly:

"So...Boss, what you mean is that the mistress's daughter is actually her son?

The mistress only had one child from beginning to end?"

Chen Mu shrugged, revealed a mysterious smile, and said:

"Who knows, why not find out?

The truth is very close to us, and we only need one last step to uncover it."

Inspired by Chen Mu's "reveal of the truth", Xiaoye and Wilderness Wanderer suddenly became full of energy.

The three of them began a carpet search in the room.

Less than two minutes later, the Wilderness Wanderer shouted excitedly:

"I found something here!"

Chen Mu looked in the direction of the sound and saw the Wilderness Wanderer taking out a box of books from a secret compartment under the bed.

While pulling out, the Wilderness Wanderer complained:

"This little brother is quite good at hiding things. He actually put the book under the bed.

When I first looked under the bed, there was nothing there, but I felt like the bed was a little too low.

I took another look and saw a mezzanine through the gap in the bed board. "

Soon, the pile of books was pulled out.

The three of them excitedly gathered around the books and began to look through them one by one.

A few seconds later, Xiaoye excitedly picked up a letter and waved it at Chen Mu:

"Boss! I do have a letter here.

Look at the envelope, it's exactly the same as the one in my daughter's room, both are pink!"

Chen Mu smiled slightly and took the letter from Xiaoye. "Of course they are the same, because they were both written by the same person."

The date on the envelope matched the previous one. The last letter found in my daughter's room was written the day before.

Chen Mu opened the envelope and looked at the letter inside.

[Today my mother forced me to move to a new house. She decorated the room in a way that I didn’t like. I could tell that she was very dissatisfied with the way I looked now.

She wants to change me and I don't like her at all!

For so many years, she was busy with business and never considered my feelings at home. She treated the home as her company and had the final say.

She never cared about me, but now that I'm older she starts to care about me again.

Trouble, trouble, trouble! 】

This letter was followed by a reply from the client.

What did your mother do to you? Doesn't she like the way you are now?

I think you are a good person, a quiet and gentle girl. No matter what, your husband will love you the most!

By the way, what exactly does your mother want to turn you into? 】

"He won't answer you." Chen Mu muttered to himself about the contents of the letter.

Sure enough, in the next reply, the pink envelope read:

[Ah, that’s the look I really don’t like.

Dear husband, stop asking so many questions. How have you been recently?

My mom said that we are going to have a maid. This is so strange. The housekeeper is a nice guy. Why does he want to hire another maid? 】

Chen Mu noticed that from this time on, the frequency of their correspondence began to decrease significantly.

No, to be more precise, my daughter's frequency of sending letters has decreased.