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Hearing Chuntao's affirmative reply, Zhao Xun felt that this was not just a coincidence.

Doctor Zhen appeared a little earlier than the time when Master Qian and Mrs. Qian had headaches. He happened to be at the house, and the two masters had headaches. He happened to be able to treat them, and then he stayed.

Even if these three people are not all dolls, they should have some relationship with the dolls.

It can't be just pure coincidence.

Zhao Xun asked the four primates to continue monitoring the four NPCs, while he prepared to visit the eldest lady's courtyard at night.

From Chuntao's words, Zhao Xun already knew that dinner would not be prepared at home.

If you are hungry, you can open a small stove to make something to eat, or eat pastries and fruits to fill your stomach.

In short, the principle of not eating after lunch is followed here, and no dinner is eaten.

Zhao Xun asked Chuntao to bring two more plates of salty pastries for dinner.

Fortunately, as a guest invited by Mr. Qian, he can basically get whatever he wants to eat.

Otherwise, you will just have to go hungry.

When Chuntao came back with the pastries, her face was full of horror.

When Zhao Xun saw this, he already knew it, but he still pretended not to know anything and asked, "What's wrong? Your expression is not right."

Chuntao put the pastry on the table next to Zhao Xun, and then said uneasily: "Sir, that martial arts master is dead."

"Dead?" Zhao Xun looked surprised, "When did it happen? How did he die?"

"I don't know." Chuntao shook her head repeatedly. "On the way to the kitchen, I saw several people carrying something. I was curious and took a look. Unexpectedly, I saw the body of Master Wu. His My chest was stabbed, it was so scary.”

"Then Mr. Qian should know about this, right?" Zhao Xun picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite before continuing, "Where are you going to carry Master Wu's body?"

"My servant heard that the master asked the servants to transport Master Wu out and bury him in the countryside." Chuntao replied.

"Didn't you report it to the official?" Zhao Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, "Just buried it in private, don't you plan to find the murderer?"

"I don't know." Chuntao shook her head repeatedly, "The master didn't announce his decision to everyone... As a servant, it's not good for me to go out of my way to ask the master how he plans to handle this matter."

"Yes." Zhao Xun took a sip of tea and said nothing more.

It's a good thing for Mr. Qian not to report to the official. The more NPCs there are, the more trouble there is. Moreover, with the police around, movement at night will be restricted.

However, according to common sense, it should be reported to the official.

Judging from Chuntao's reaction, there should be officials and police officers in this game.

Otherwise, when he asked just now, Chuntao should have been confused about "what is a reporting officer" or "what a reporting officer does".

Since there is a process of "reporting to the official", Mr. Qian did not report to the official, which adds a bit of suspicion.

Chuntao was quiet for a while and asked Zhao Xun in a low voice: "Master, aren't you afraid?"

"People in the martial arts world often see various scenes of fighting and killing. There is nothing to be afraid of." Zhao Xun said with a natural expression.

His current identity is a swordsman.

It would be against the character to be surprised by such a thing.

Hearing this, Chuntao subconsciously shrank her neck: "Young master can be so calm, it's really amazing, this slave... this slave is very scared."

"Then why don't you go back early tonight to rest and stop working." Zhao Xun said accordingly.

"No," Chuntao subconsciously refused, "This slave has to help the master wash his clothes and help him sleep."

"No need, I can do this kind of thing myself." Zhao Xun waved his hand, "I am a man in the world, and I don't need such meticulous service. You did everything for me in such a meticulous way, but I was left with nothing. I’m not used to it.”

Chuntao hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay then, I will sleep in the wing room. Master, you can call me if you need anything."

"Well," Zhao Xun responded, "Go ahead."

Chuntao took a few steps towards the ear room, then suddenly turned back: "Sir, who do you think killed Master Wu? I heard that Master Wu's kung fu is very powerful and he can be killed. How powerful is the murderer?"

Zhao Xun shook his head: "I don't know that."

"Then...then..." Chuntao struggled for a while before asking, "Would the murderer also kill others? My slave... I am a little scared."

"Don't worry, since the murderer chose to kill a martial arts master like Master Wu, he either has a personal vendetta and will run away after the killing and will not stay in the house. Or he wants to challenge the master and test his own strength. The next target is My possibility is much higher than yours." Zhao Xun laughed, "You are a helpless little girl, the murderer will not find you."

"Then I'd better accompany you, slave." Chuntao said quickly, "If the murderer comes to cause trouble for the young master, I can also call for help."

Zhao Xun waved his hands repeatedly: "Forget it, if the murderer really comes, I'm afraid your neck will be cut before you can even make a sound."

Chuntao shrank her neck in fear, fearing that her throat would be cut in the next second.

"Go and have a rest. Don't worry about me." Zhao Xun's tone was gentle.

Chuntao then left feeling uneasy.

It was getting darker and quieter outside, except for the occasional chirping of insects.

Zhao Xun opened the window next to the bed and turned into a small sparrow and flew out.

According to what Tian Tiantiao asked Chuntao, he quickly found the eldest lady's courtyard.

The entire courtyard was very quiet. Not a single maid was seen in the courtyard, not even the old lady who was looking after the door.

Zhao Xun landed on the roof, turned his right hand back to a human hand, gently opened a tile, and checked the situation inside the house.

There were no servants in the room, only the eldest lady was sitting in the tub taking a bath alone.

The water in the barrel was not clear, but had a faint green color, as if it was a medicinal bath.

Under the swaying warm orange candlelight, the skin on the eldest lady's shoulders looked particularly white.

However, Zhao Xun's gaze did not stop at the young woman's beautiful body. He was observing the joints of the eldest lady's body.

As far as the eye can see, all the joints are normal, without the common joints of dolls.

After all, dolls are not real people. If you want the limbs to move, the joints must be connected, such as using ball joints.

But there are no ball joints on the eldest lady's body, which is just normal human skin.

Well, if it were covered with a layer of skin... would it completely cover the traces of the ball joint?

Zhao Xun is not a puppet master. He has too little experience in this area and has no idea at all.

However, it is not difficult to figure this out.

A dagger blade cut in half appeared in Zhao Xun's hand.

After killing Master Wu, he picked up all the blades on the ground.

Although there is no hilt, it is inconvenient to hold, but he can use [Metal Control] to control these metals from a distance, and the lack of a hilt does not affect the lethality.

Naturally, he was not willing to waste the weapons he bought with money.

Just when Zhao Xun was about to cut the eldest lady's skin with a blade to confirm whether the eldest lady was a doll in human skin or a real person, the courtyard door was suddenly opened.