DIO Magic House Investigation Report

Um?Did Granny Enya accidentally reveal something important just now?

Who is that grown-up?

Granny Enya's prophecy is indeed referential and limited. The most perfect man in the world she calls is probably not the owner of this mansion, the man named DIO...

Although he is indeed the type of sweetheart with blond hair and big breasts that I like... But this man makes me feel very dangerous, and it must not be described as perfect. Perfection must be viewed from a comprehensive perspective. Only Steve can be called perfect. Rogers!

Now I suspect that Granny Enya's so-called prophecy is completely nonsense, at least the sense of danger that DIO brings to me has completely surpassed the idea of ​​making people want to sleep with him.Get away from him, the voice in my head told me.

"I think you need to correct your rhetoric. Everyone has different standards of perfection, but at least they should respect each other."

I seriously corrected Granny Enya, but she seemed very unconvinced and started cursing me with vicious and ugly words.But at this time, Darby suddenly came over and stopped her with a sound.

"Please don't harass the guests, Granny Enya."

"Shut up, you are not qualified to order me!"

Granny Enya glared at Darby viciously, and suddenly took out the scissors from her pocket, as if she was going to stab him, "I have endured you idiot for a long time! Get out of the way, I want to talk to Lord Dio myself!"

... She is a crazy old woman who fits the temperament of a haunted house, the kind who stabs people when she disagrees with her, she has that taste.

Fortunately, Darby didn't mean to give in. He stared at the other party with a firm attitude and said, "This is what Master Dio means. He is not going to see you, and he said that if you plan to forcefully break in, he will let Vanilla Mr. Ace came to talk to you. I hope you can leave here as soon as possible, otherwise we will invite you out, and it may be rude at that time, please be mentally prepared.”

"What...how did this happen...Master DIO clearly respects me..."

Granny Enya was hit hard by Darby's words, she shrank all of a sudden, the hand that was holding the scissors and was about to stab Darby dropped,

He began to mutter something in his mouth.Then she collapsed, turned around and leaned on crutches, and left the hall with a hunched back, with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful and desolate.

...It's amazing to be able to cancel the crazy flag.

"I'm sorry for what happened to you just now. You don't have to take what Granny Enya said to heart. In fact, her divination is not accurate, and most of the time she is fooling tourists."

"It's okay, I'm going to have breakfast."

I waved my hand, but my sense of danger didn't warn me at this time, so I pretended to be casual and asked Darby casually, "What's the matter with Mr. DIO you just mentioned? Grandma seems very sad. .”

"Oh, don't worry about that."

Darby explained vaguely, "Master Dio is the master of this mansion, if you are lucky enough, you will meet him, but he doesn't like to be disturbed, especially when he doesn't want to see people, Granny Enya fights If Master DIO gives her respect, he will push her forward, which is not acceptable..."

Well, I've seen him twice... Shouldn't this luck be used to buy a lottery ticket?

Darby didn't reveal too much information about DIO, and it seemed unrealistic to ask anything from him.

So I didn't bother too much, and nodded to show that I knew.

"There is another question. I heard some loud noises in the middle of the night last night. This morning I was going to ask the tenant next door if she heard it, but she was not there. Do you know what happened?"

"Oh, the lady next door to you left last night for personal reasons."

Darby said indifferently, "You don't need to care about the other guests here, they are just passing by. As for the movement at night, you don't have to worry too much, as long as you don't leave the room and run around, it's safe..."

I'm afraid the meaning of leaving doesn't mean death...

I sneered in my heart, but from Darby's words, I probably guessed that Darby must know what is here, but the monsters seem to be restricted and cannot or are not allowed to attack the guests in the guest room.The woman next door to me died in the hallway, Becca didn't have to drag her out...

Anyway, this damn place can't stay any longer... I need to find out where Briana is and get out of here as soon as possible.

"I'm going to have breakfast first."

I gave Darby an innocent smile, then turned and left the hall.

There were no customers in the breakfast room at this time, and I didn’t even see the chef that Darby mentioned, but the food was placed on the table like a buffet, milk, steak, bread, fried eggs, spinach... It looked quite nutritious balanced.Apart from me, only one man and woman were eating in the breakfast room.

It looks like a whitetrash American scumbag is cheating on innocent Middle Eastern women... An American dressed like a cowboy is bragging about himself, and the brown-skinned young woman on the opposite side is looking at him with admiration, very support...

and many more.

I remember hinting in the divination in the spelling bag that today I can get the clues I want from an American.

Is it him?

"I have to go home. If I don't go back, my parents will worry about me."

The shy-looking young woman shyly got up from the table, looked at the man adoringly and said, "Thank you for telling me so many interesting stories, Mr. Hall Hess, we can continue to see each other ?"

"Of course, sweetheart, as long as I stay in Cairo, I will always come to see you regardless."

"That will be very good, Mr. Hall Hess, I will wait for you..."

The man said love words that made people feel very hypocritical, while the young woman covered her face full of joy, and hurriedly left the breakfast room shyly, as if people had read a morning love story.The existence of these two people makes me feel that I have finally come to the place where people stay in the world, are they also guests here?

But many white men will play with foreign women like this and then abandon them, and leave after hearing the news that the other party is pregnant. I have seen this kind of thing a lot...

But this has nothing to do with me. I'm not a good person with a lot of sympathy. After I found the banker's fiancée, I didn't want to take care of the affairs here. It's the best of humanity to report them casually.The biggest reason why I can live safely until now is because I try not to do unnecessary things as much as possible.

After the woman left, I thought of the reminder from the spelling bag, so I picked up the food on the buffet table and walked across to the American man.

"Can I sit here?"

"Of course there is no problem, please feel free to..."

Hall Hess is observing his sideburns with a hand-held mirror. He looks like the kind of playboy who never refuses anyone who comes, and naturally he will not refuse women who take the initiative.However, after his gaze rested on me, Holle Hess was obviously stunned for a moment, then he put down the mirror in his hand, rushed forward to help me open the seat, and said very warmly and flatteringly to me, " Please sit down, where are you from?"

"I'm a tourist from Gotham, planning to spend my vacation here."

"Gotham? I heard it's a crazy place."

Hall Hess showed a surprised expression, and then began to introduce himself, "But it is really fate, I am also from the United States, my name is Hall Hess, but I am for work... Speaking of it, like For a young and beautiful lady like you, wouldn't it be dangerous to travel to this kind of place alone?"

"Yeah, I think so too."

I nodded in earnest, stared at the American man in front of me deliberately and pitifully, and invited out loudly, "So would you like to go shopping with me? Take this trip with me?"

"Huh? Me?"

Hall Heston was taken aback for a moment, he obviously didn't expect me to invite so straightforwardly.Then he suddenly became nervous. He looked around, and after making sure there was no one there, he suddenly whispered cautiously, "Excuse me, when did you come here?"

"I just arrived last night, what's the problem?" I blinked, pretending to be puzzled and asked back.

"..."

Hole Hess seemed to be hesitant, he was caught in a tangled emotion, he looked at me, lowered his head and thought for a while, and then muttered to himself, "Did you arrive last night, that seems to be a problem It's not that big...it's a pity, such a beauty..."

"Mr. Hall Hess?" I reminded him aloud.

"Ah! Sorry! I was a little distracted just now!"

Hall Hess reacted immediately, he stared at me twice, and then seemed to have made a decision, and said with a guilty conscience, "Uh... I know there are a few good shops here , how about I take you shopping?"

Oh, hooked.

Nine out of ten this man knew the secret here. Most of his entanglement just now was the fear of the owner of the mansion, but in the end it was because he liked women more, so after hesitating, he still made an unreasonable choice for him.

He doesn't seem to be a reliable keeper of secrets, and the hints of the word bag are absolutely accurate when there is no interference from other supernatural forces.

I smiled slowly, looked at him with a smile, and said, "That's very kind, Mr. Hall Hess."

American men are such idiots.I mean the vast majority.