Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

"That's the truth."

Qianwu closed the diary, with his thumb still on the last page, gently stroking the solidified wax, as if comforting a wronged soul.

"Witchcraft sheltered the steward and the owner of the manor at the last moment, and candle cutting became a grudge. So this curse will never stop falling on the manor."

Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "Sometimes, people can indeed do things that ghosts can't."

"Go and talk to the three of them." Qianwu put away the diary, "Let's collect the clues."

"My scalp is numb." Peng Peng stared wide-eyed, "Is he a beast? Cheating marriages, money, and killing people?"

Zhong Liye frowned and said, "It turns out that this is a revenge book. It kills the last manor owner for Jian Zhu, and everyone will get away with it."

Qu Ying said: "If you want to kill during the day, if you choose Qiqi tonight, she will die."

Jiang Chen looked at her, "Is that female high school student named Qiqi?"

"Yeah." Qu Ying nodded, "She's an art student, and she admires Qianwu a lot."

"She said it once in the lobby." Jiang Chen said.

Qu Ying said softly, "She is a miserable child. She was forced by someone when she was very young. She told me that if she was chosen by the owner of the manor, she would commit suicide. That's why I had to stand up last night, not only for Peng Peng Leaving a road sign, I also want to save her life."

Qian Wu was listening carefully, but suddenly frowned and said: "This female high school student is a bit strange."

Qu Ying was surprised, "What's so strange?"

"I can't tell." Qianwu stroked his temples, "It's just a subtle feeling."

Jiang Chen said softly: "I started crying since I got off the boat, pestering Qu Ying, who was the most talented she could see at that time. Later, when she saw Qian Wu, she immediately said that she was an art student and liked Qian Wu's paintings. She was chosen by the owner of the manor, Weeping until she passed out on the spot. If these behaviors are true, then I am more inclined to judge that she grew up with care and care, and does not seem to have experienced that kind of thing."

Qu Ying shook her head and said: "It's not important, even if she just wants to trick me into taking the lead for her, the most urgent thing is to kill the manor owner first."

"No." Qianwu said suddenly.

Everyone looked at him, and he said: "When we first came in, the first thought of Jiang Chen and I was to kill the manor owner. If it's really that simple, what's the point of so many truths?"

"I can't agree." Qu Ying shook her head, "From my point of view, the manor owner is the BOSS, and the butler is just an NPC who enforces the rules. I would want to kill the manor owner, but I wouldn't want to touch the butler. Even Jiang Chen—— Didn't he also kill the butler by mistake for other reasons?"

Zhong Liye nodded when he heard the words: "That's right. If you don't decipher the truth, you can't end it just by killing the manor owner."

Qianwu sighed: "If you can't escape by killing the manor owner, everyone will think of the butler sooner or later. Jianzhu's hatred for the manor owner should be higher than that of the butler and the old lady. By the way, we haven't been to the butler's room yet, I think Go see."

Jiang Chen stood behind him and nodded: "I agree, you might as well wait another night to clear up all the clues."

"Can't wait."

Qu Ying's tone suddenly became tough, "Why do we need to spend time discussing the significance of the clues? Our goal is to break the bank and score points, and try our best to reduce internal friction. Tonight is probably Qiqi, she will die!"

In the subtle stalemate, Qianwu suddenly smiled.

He lightly pressed his temples with his fingers, and said softly: "I think you're a bit weird too. I've never met you before, how can you be so kind?"

"If we can, why not save one more life?" Qu Ying said stubbornly, "Qianwu, you obviously shouldn't be such a cold person. I thought that your extremely high sensitivity talent would make you more willing to help others."

"Really." There was an almost cold indifference between Qianwu's brows: "I don't care if I'm cold or not, I just want to help Tang Jianzhu now. Listen clearly, the person I want to help is Tang Jianzhu, the one you mentioned High school girl, I don't care."

Jiang Chen turned his head and glanced at him when he heard the words, but didn't speak.

"Everyone, stop arguing, listen to Qianwu first, after all, he is the provider of all the information." Zhong Liye stood up to smooth things over, "It really doesn't work, go to the bridal chamber with Qiqi at night."

Qu Ying immediately sneered, turned around and walked into the castle.

Zhong Liye sighed, "Girls are like this, don't take it to heart. Peng Peng went over to persuade the three of us to go to the housekeeper's room."

The three walked for a while, Jiang Chen suddenly asked Qian Wu in a low voice: "You said just now that you don't care about anyone, you just want to help Tang Jianzhu, seriously?"

"Yes." Qianwu glanced at him, "You also feel selfish and heartless?"

"Of course not." Jiang Chen shook his head, "I just roughly guessed the meaning of sensitive nerves."

"I would like to hear the details." Qianwu yawned a little sleepily.

"Perhaps, it refers to a unique ability of empathy."

Jiang Chen pondered and said in a deep voice: "He has had more empathy and empathy than others since he was a child, but after entering the dungeon, this talent seems to be all on the BOSS. Red candles, diaries, ledgers, these are all It is a key item, but it is easy for ordinary people to ignore it. Didn’t it mean that players with serious talents tend to die more miserable? He is very close to the key item and the truth, but if he does what he wants and is not calm enough, it is more likely to trigger danger.”

"Oh..." Zhong Liye nodded inscrutablely, then frowned suddenly: "Wait!"

Jiang Chen was shocked by him and frowned, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Liye had a serious face: "When he was a child? How did you know?"

"..."

Jiang Chen glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Grow up together."

Zhong Liye: "Huh?"

Qian Wu also glanced sideways at him, "We broke up for three years."

Zhong Liye: "Huh???"

The two bosses looked sideways, one after the other with cold faces.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, but the low pressure on Jiang Chen's body became more obvious after Qian Wu emphasized the "three years of separation".

Then he said coldly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

"..."

Zhong Liye: "Excuse me."

Obviously you poured it out yourself.

The room on the second floor closest to the stairs belongs to the butler.

The housekeeper left the eye of the person whose head was removed the first night, and placed it on the door, so that when the players passed by downstairs before, they wanted to close their eyes and run wildly.

But this time, the scary thing on the door was gone.

Qianwu stood at the door and turned to look at Jiang Chen.

"Hmm..." Jiang Chen said calmly, "That thing stared at me during the fight last night, so I just waved it away."

Qianwu nodded, "Oh. Well done."

Zhong Liye: "..."

The maid was kneeling in the room mechanically wiping the flesh and blood flying across the floor.

"Three adults, this is not the place for you to come." She said with a blank expression.

Qianwu raised an innocent smile, "Ah, I'm here looking for paintings."

The maid asked, "What painting?"

He gestured earnestly in the air, "I gave Mr. Steward a portrait, and he liked it very much. Now that he is dead, I want to retrieve that painting and paste it on his grave. He must be very moved underground, right?" .”

Zhong Liye next to him couldn't help rolling his eyes, and Jiang Chen also looked at him with cool and funny eyes.

"Then please go ahead." The maid didn't seem to intend to do justice to the housekeeper, she continued to wipe the floor with her head down and said, "But don't step on it, the soles of your shoes will bring the blood to the corridor, and I'll have to wipe it until night."

"We will be careful." Qianwu nodded.

Butler rooms are no different from guest rooms.Zhong Liye went to check the chest of drawers, while Qian Wu went straight to the bathroom.

The scene of the manor owner eagerly jumping into the bathtub that night was always echoing in his mind, and the bathroom was his first instinct.

The bathroom is the same as the guest room, with soap and shower gel on the counter.Qianwu picked it up and smelled it one by one, and it also had the same strong mint smell.

Jiang Chen opened the drawers one by one, and said, "It's all the same, oh, there's only a new piece of spare soap."

Zhong Liye came over and asked, "There are only uniforms in the chest of drawers. Did you find anything?"

"No." Qianwu signaled Jiang Chen to put the soap back, and asked again: "Where does he usually stay besides the room?"

Jiang Chen said: "The restaurant, the back kitchen, the interview room... But most of the time, we don't know what he is doing."

"and many more."

Zhong Liye suddenly looked serious, stopped Jiang Chen's movement, and took the soap box from his hand.

Qianwu said, "It's the same as the one in our room."

"It's different." Zhong Liye shook his head.

He opened the soap box and took a deep sniff, then smiled and said, "It's obviously different."

"Mint, isn't it the same set in your room?" Jiang Chen said and handed it to Qianwu, Qianwu sniffed it again in disbelief, but still couldn't smell the difference.

He picked up the soap box on the countertop and asked, "What about this one?"

Zhong Liye was a little confused after smelling it: "This is the same as our room, but I added some herbs to this in my hand. I don't know what it is. The smell of that thing is hidden in the mint."

"Several adults."

At some point, the maid appeared behind her again, slowly raising a distorted smile.

The whites of the eyes turned up, the corners of the mouth grinned to the ears, and after a while, the black eyes slowly turned back.

Qianwu felt as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on his back, making his whole body numb.

"Several." She said with a swollen smile, "You can't stay here for long, please go back if you can't find anything."

"Let's go now." Jiang Chen said and gestured to Zhong Liye, "Everyone go back to their houses."

The maid bent down and bowed, "Thank you for your cooperation."

Qian Wu walked at the end of the group, silently putting the wrong piece of soap into his pocket.

The maid walking in front suddenly noticed something, and suddenly turned her head to look at him.

And at that moment, Jiang Chen took a step in front of him calmly, blocking him tightly.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Chen asked the maid coldly.

The maid was stunned, a little stuck: "Me? Let me see if Mr. Qianwu has fallen behind."

Hearing the words, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in displeasure: "Really? I hope so."

The maid was a little stuck again: "Otherwise? I don't understand what your lord means."

Jiang Chen chose to be aloof and silent after being beaten up, with a look of acting like a boss who is too lazy to talk nonsense with you.

Qianwu also had a tacit understanding, putting his hands in his pockets, holding the bar of soap.

He raised his eyebrows arrogantly and said, "Wipe your floor."