Survival game: My plug-ins can be superimposed

Finally, something unusual happened, and Zhao Xun suddenly became energetic.

He immediately asked: "Always bumping? Is it because the road is not well built and it is easy to trip, or is the eldest son's eyesight ability weakened?"

Tanhua Lang was stunned for a moment, as if he had not thought about the possibilities that Zhao Xun was considering.

After a while, he shook his head helplessly: "I didn't ask about the specific situation, and he didn't want to talk more, so I don't know the specific cause."

Hearing this, Zhao Xun showed interest in his eyes.

If it’s just the beauty scout who doesn’t ask, it’s difficult to get effective information from it.

But Tanhua Lang said that the eldest son "doesn't want to talk too much", which means something different.

If it's an ordinary reason, there's no need to hide it.

Since it is being concealed, there must be something ulterior.

At this time, the ulterior motive may be the clue to finding the doll.

However, the eldest son refused to say anything, so there was no point in continuing to ask Tan Hwa Lang.

He had to think of other ways to check on the eldest young master.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xun asked about the situation of several other people in Tanhualang's house. When he didn't get any more useful information, he became quiet.

During the rest of the dinner, Zhao Xun rarely spoke except for the occasional polite words with others.

He couldn't go out of his way to chat with someone far away, as it would attract too much attention.

The two people sitting next to them have finished talking about what they should talk about, and they can't talk about what they shouldn't talk about for the time being. It's better to eat quietly and observe the reaction of the table next to them.

It is impossible for other players to dare not do anything. Although they are far away and cannot hear the conversation, they may gain something from watching the changes in their expressions.

It's a pity that the women's table is separated by a screen, so you can't even see the faces clearly, let alone their expressions.

Through Chuntao's introduction behind him, Zhao Xun recognized the faces of everyone at the next table.

Four of them are Mr. Qian’s sons, all of them players.

The remaining two are the children of Mr. Qian's cousin and both are NPCs.

Judging from their expressions, they were chatting quite happily. It was impossible to tell that the players were trying to get any useful information. It was more like just chatting.

Perhaps in order not to have his identity questioned by the NPC, he actively maintained his personality, so he didn’t have much energy to conduct tests.

After all, the situation of the four players is different from that of Zhao Xun. They play the sons of Mr. Qian and have lived in this mansion for many years.

Inadvertently, people may notice something is wrong.

After eating one meal, there is no more gain.

Mr. Qian said some polite words to each guest before letting them go.

Zhao Xun was the last to leave.

He hurriedly walked towards his wing while thinking about his next plan.

Judging from the information collected so far, he wants to monitor a lot of people, but his time is very limited, so he needs to find a few helpers.

And we can't let Chuntao, a follower, find out that something is wrong.

"Chuntao," Zhao Xun turned to look at Chuntao, "I feel like I've eaten a little too much. Can you go to the kitchen and get me something to eat?"

"Can hawthorn cake be made?" Chuntao responded positively, "It tastes good and can help with digestion."

"It's up to you." Zhao Xun nodded, "As long as you can give it to me."

"Okay, sir, my servant will be sent to your room in a moment." Chuntao saluted Zhao Xun and then hurried to the kitchen.

After sending Chuntao away, Zhao Xun was not in a hurry to return to the wing.

He wandered toward a secluded area, looking in a good mood.

During this period, when no one was around, he released four small primates one after another and asked them to monitor Mr. Qian, Mrs. Qian, the eldest son and Dr. Zhen respectively.

As for the eldest lady, he will go explore the situation tonight without having to call out another primate.

After all, there are only a limited number of petite primates, and the larger ones are too eye-catching and can be easily spotted.

After finishing all this, Zhao Xun returned to the wing.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Chuntao peeking inside the door.

Seeing Zhao Xun, Chuntao hurriedly ran out: "Master, where have you been? I didn't see you when I came back. I'm so worried."

"What's there to worry about?" Zhao Xun smiled and walked in as he said, "I'm not a helpless person. What's more, this is a mansion, and someone can kidnap me?"

"No," Chuntao paused and lowered her voice to the lowest level before continuing, "That martial arts master doesn't seem to like the young master very much, and I'm a little worried that he will cause trouble for the young master."

If it were someone else who would cause trouble for Zhao Xun, she wouldn't have to worry.

But if Master Wu can be favored by Master Qian and become the master of young masters, he must be very capable.

So Chuntao was worried that Zhao Xun was beaten by Master Wu.

Zhao Xun sat down on the round stool next to the small table and then said to Chuntao: "Chuntao, why do you care about me so much?"

It is human nature for a maid to care about the master she serves, but he and Chuntao have only known each other for a few hours. Even in the feudal society in the past, there was a running-in period between the master and the servant. Loyal to the master.

So Chuntao's concern was a bit unexpected.

He would not narcissistically think that Chuntao only cares about her because she likes him.

He suspected that Chuntao had other purposes.

Although he suspected this in his heart, he did not show it on his face. Instead, he had a smile and the pleasure of being cared for.

Chuntao did not doubt that he was there, and said with a smile: "None of the masters that I have served before are as easy to talk to as the young master. I want to serve the young master for a long time, so I hope that the young master can stay in the house well and nothing will happen to him."

"Which masters have you served before?" Zhao Xun asked casually.

"My servant has served the madam, the second young lady, Aunt Zhang and the third young master..." At this point, Chuntao finally realized what she had said. She hurriedly made up for it, "My servant is not saying that they treat their servants harshly. It's just that you don't have the young master." Treat your servants so kindly."

"You don't have to say good things for them," Zhao Xun waved his hand, "I'm not from the house, and I won't feel uncomfortable with whoever you say. Besides, you have had four masters at such a young age. It shows that this These guys are not easy to take care of."

He smiled and said teasingly: "You were rejected by them because you didn't take good care of it, so you gave it to someone else, right?"

Chuntao lowered her head in embarrassment: "Young Master guessed it."

"How long have you served Madam?" Zhao Xun asked.

Among the four people Chuntao has served, Zhao Xun has already met the second young lady and the second young master today. They are both players and cannot be dolls. There is no need to ask more about these two people.

As for Aunt Zhang, she had been eating at the table behind the screen and hadn't had a chance to meet her yet.

On the other hand, Mrs. Qian, Mrs. Sun, as the head matron, came out once at the dinner and toasted everyone with a glass of wine.

Zhao Xun saw Mrs. Qian in person and knew that Mrs. Qian was an NPC, and his suspicion of Mrs. Qian increased.

Since Chuntao had served Mrs. Qian, she took the opportunity to ask more about Mrs. Qian.