Son of the Bone
Chapter 119
After the three rounds of Werewolf Killing were over, TV actress Qian Xiaomi, who stood on the wrong team every time, became the new knockout.
She didn't make any excuses, went to pack her luggage without saying a word, and stayed in the bedroom until night.
As soon as 24:00 arrives, the red door opens, and she can officially leave the house.
But at this moment, when she was about to go out, she suddenly turned her head.
"Do you know." She looked at the crowd who watched her leave and said, "Jiang Jue is right."
"The task given to me by the director is to drag it until this point. One more day is not enough, one day less is not enough."
Qian Xiaomi held the handle of the suitcase and looked around the remaining eight people.
"I still know a mission."
She looked at Jiang Jue who was standing in the crowd, her eyes were quite calm.
"If someone could knock you out tomorrow, that person would get $1000 million."
No joke at all.
Qi Lin calculated the exchange rate subconsciously, thinking that this game is big enough.
Jiang Jue watched her leave without saying a word, and no longer made eye contact with anyone.
She may be telling the truth.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Qi Lin smoothed things over and said, "Don't be nervous...it's so late, let's get some sleep first."
Everyone's expressions were unnatural, and they dispersed.
But when Qi Lin woke up the next day, Jiang was definitely gone.
He froze for a moment, thinking that Jiang Jue had gone to the gym or the swimming pool, and got up immediately to find his clothes, pack up and go out.
The moment the bedroom door was opened, a blood-red fork appeared at the door.
It looked like it was painted on.
A chilling feeling spread from his heart at this moment, Qi Lin held his breath and wiped the red cross with a tissue, obviously it didn't have any effect.
Where did Jiang Jue go?
He wouldn't really be killed by making a movie—isn't there a security protocol? !
Why is there such a big red cross at the door - it's almost like someone marked it in the middle of the night.
He slept soundly last night with Jiang Jue in his arms, and didn't hear anything at all.
But this morning, why are there so many situations?
Qi Lin hastily walked around the third floor with his slippers on, but couldn't find him at all.
Laundry room, library, kitchen, nowhere.
This is impossible.
Even if it was a real murder——
With his heart beating in his throat, he went to turn over the upper and lower floors of the refrigerator.
Great, I thought too much.
But where else could he go?Jumped off the balcony in the middle of the night?I'm afraid I'm going to break my leg...
Qi Lin didn't want to say anything about it at first, but apparently during the third time he went up and down the stairs to search everywhere, the others were alarmed one after another, and they all came out one after another.
Could it be that they hid it in Jianghuang's wardrobe?
Or is it hidden in some locker?
"Qi Lin?" Bai Ping made himself a pot of coffee, feeling that the child was not normal: "What's wrong with you? Where did Jiang Jue go?"
Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, and leaned over to ask a few words in a low voice, thinking that this was their common fabricated drama.
After hearing the question clearly, Bai Ping was also stunned: "He's not in our bedroom—you can go in and look for it, Yanzhi has already gone to the library."
Qi Lin tried his best to make his expression calm, and searched all the empty rooms and Jianghuang's bedroom in a daze.
No, no one at all.
A living, 1.8-meter-two boy evaporated out of thin air in this villa.
The recording was not over yet, so I called the director team and they refused to answer, and they couldn't call up the surveillance video to find the result.
This matter was directly exposed at twelve o'clock at noon.
Jiang Yanzhi had obviously noticed something was wrong a long time ago, so he searched around silently for a few times with Bai Ping.
"Where is the person?" Yuan, the big flower girl in the movie, turned pale: "Where did the person go?"
This can't be haunted, can it?
Qi Lin has been fidgeting all day, and now he is completely speechless.
"Who drew that red cross?" Bai Ping said angrily, "As for playing so big?"
They argued and searched together for a long time, and finally chose to contact the director team again.
The director team declined to answer any related questions.
The gloomy and uneasy feeling spread directly to everyone's heart.
Until 24 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Jue still didn't show up.
"Enough." Jiao Fu was clearly on the verge of anxiety and collapse, and he slapped the table and said, "I don't need you to vote anymore, I don't want to stay in this damn place anymore!"
"One is missing." Mr. Han said in a low voice, "There is no need to vote today."
"No—as soon as that door opens, I'll go!"
Jiao Fu was so frightened that he couldn't even take care of his makeup, and his voice changed his tune: "I don't know where Jiang Jue has gone—but if I stay here any longer, I know I'm going to go crazy!"
The vermilion door opened on time, and she left with her luggage without looking back.
It was raining heavily outside, and the house was silent.
When everyone returned to the room, Jiang Yanzhi looked at Qi Lin worriedly: "Tonight—where are you going to sleep?"
The red cross on their door has not been crossed off yet.
Qi Lin rubbed his face irritably, and said helplessly, "I'd better go back to my room."
But I can't sleep.
He simply went to look at Jiang Jue's diary, script, and all the things he left behind, trying to find some clues.
No.
No hints, no clues.
It wasn't until 03:30 in the morning that he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep hugging the pillow, still depressed and sad in his heart.
But not long after, a cold hand covered his mouth.
"Hush..." Jiang Jue lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk."
Qi Lin almost turned him over and pressed him to the ground, and was so scared that he was out of breath in the middle of the night.
Jiang Jue made a gesture of silence, signaling him not to wear shoes, but to follow him in socks.
There was no sound when the door opened, but Bai Ping appeared in front of them.
He was carrying a bucket of red paint, and there was another red cross on the door.
There is no light, no sound, and everyone is sleeping soundly at four o'clock in the morning in late autumn.
Qi Lin reacted immediately.
This father and son are playing a game...the acting is just like the real thing.
Bai Ping took the brush and drew the second cross more bloody, then tiptoed to the opposite place and left.
Jiang Jue didn't turn on the light, nor did he take a flashlight, but only signaled him to follow him in silence in the dark.
They tiptoed down to the first floor, went to the storage room, and found the secret door.
The doors and switches are well hidden.
The entire storage room is full of sundries, grain, oil and flour are piled up in a mess, and several storage shelves block the four walls tightly.
But in the gap between the shelf on the left and the door, there is half a wall, which looks ordinary and no one cares about it.
Jiang Jue held the fixed mineral water on the shelf and turned it counterclockwise half a circle.
As the mechanism was activated, a door in the wall opened silently, revealing the stairs leading down.
Qi Lin: "...???!!!"
Qi Lin already felt that all these people were crazy.
He simply went all out and disappeared into the night with Jiang Jue.
Going all the way down the stairs, gradually you can see the faint light, and there is a place for ventilation.
Jiang Jue fumbled on the wall to turn on the light, and the scene became clear again.
It's like a little motel here—
There is also a little warmth.
Although it is a basement, half of the windows are actually connected to the ground, and fresh wind blows in.
There are books and wine on the shelf, and there is a small iron bunk bed.
The mattress was obviously laid long ago, and there was still Jiang Jue's residual warmth on it.
There is also a small projector next to it, obviously for them, which can project movies on the wall.
It wasn't until this moment that Qi Lin finally convinced the playwright father and son.
He confirmed whether he could speak, then glanced at the camera in the corner, and said in disbelief: "How did you find out here—?!"
"Oh, since the first night, my dad and I have been exploring around in the middle of the night." Jiang Jue tore open a bag of onion rings, fed him one and said, "The design here is quite ingenious, a basement, Two darkrooms, and one hidden behind the wall of the library on the second floor."
"...???"
Qi Lin took a sip of clear water, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "You? Uncle Bai? Exploring in the middle of the night?? Didn't we still—"
"I still have extra energy." Jiang Jue kissed reassuringly: "My dad found the design drawings of this house in the library, and found that there are several problems—or the drawings were drawn by a primary school student. , or some space is hidden.”
Those who read during the day pretended to be reading, and those who played video games pretended to be playing video games, but they were all looking for the hidden space.
It can't arouse the suspicion of others, and it can't be exposed. In the end, even if the secret door is really found, you have to go to see it in the middle of the night.
"But—" Qi Lin felt as if he was about to suffocate: "My God, I don't think we are playing the same game at all."
This has been chatting across servers.
"There is an obvious problem," Jiang Jue said while eating onion rings, "The kitchen and the drinking water places on the first and second floors have filtered water that can be drunk directly, and the service window will also give two bottles of mineral water every day—then Why are there so many bottles of water in the storage room?"
After he discovered this problem, he went to the storage room again while everyone was playing Werewolf Replay.
There are dozens of large bottles of water, only one bottle cannot be moved at all.
It is not drinking water, it is the organ that opens the door.
When Jiang Jue acted in "Wild House", he was well versed in Chen Chen's design ideas on organs and small objects, and he has been observing every detail since he came here.
Qi Lin thought to himself that he was really taken away this time, and asked silently: "The basement...what's in it?"
Jiang Jue smiled and blinked: "It's fun."
After dawn, Jiang Yanzhi was the first person to discover Qi Lin's disappearance.
Her face was pale, and she screamed hysterically.
She didn't make any excuses, went to pack her luggage without saying a word, and stayed in the bedroom until night.
As soon as 24:00 arrives, the red door opens, and she can officially leave the house.
But at this moment, when she was about to go out, she suddenly turned her head.
"Do you know." She looked at the crowd who watched her leave and said, "Jiang Jue is right."
"The task given to me by the director is to drag it until this point. One more day is not enough, one day less is not enough."
Qian Xiaomi held the handle of the suitcase and looked around the remaining eight people.
"I still know a mission."
She looked at Jiang Jue who was standing in the crowd, her eyes were quite calm.
"If someone could knock you out tomorrow, that person would get $1000 million."
No joke at all.
Qi Lin calculated the exchange rate subconsciously, thinking that this game is big enough.
Jiang Jue watched her leave without saying a word, and no longer made eye contact with anyone.
She may be telling the truth.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Qi Lin smoothed things over and said, "Don't be nervous...it's so late, let's get some sleep first."
Everyone's expressions were unnatural, and they dispersed.
But when Qi Lin woke up the next day, Jiang was definitely gone.
He froze for a moment, thinking that Jiang Jue had gone to the gym or the swimming pool, and got up immediately to find his clothes, pack up and go out.
The moment the bedroom door was opened, a blood-red fork appeared at the door.
It looked like it was painted on.
A chilling feeling spread from his heart at this moment, Qi Lin held his breath and wiped the red cross with a tissue, obviously it didn't have any effect.
Where did Jiang Jue go?
He wouldn't really be killed by making a movie—isn't there a security protocol? !
Why is there such a big red cross at the door - it's almost like someone marked it in the middle of the night.
He slept soundly last night with Jiang Jue in his arms, and didn't hear anything at all.
But this morning, why are there so many situations?
Qi Lin hastily walked around the third floor with his slippers on, but couldn't find him at all.
Laundry room, library, kitchen, nowhere.
This is impossible.
Even if it was a real murder——
With his heart beating in his throat, he went to turn over the upper and lower floors of the refrigerator.
Great, I thought too much.
But where else could he go?Jumped off the balcony in the middle of the night?I'm afraid I'm going to break my leg...
Qi Lin didn't want to say anything about it at first, but apparently during the third time he went up and down the stairs to search everywhere, the others were alarmed one after another, and they all came out one after another.
Could it be that they hid it in Jianghuang's wardrobe?
Or is it hidden in some locker?
"Qi Lin?" Bai Ping made himself a pot of coffee, feeling that the child was not normal: "What's wrong with you? Where did Jiang Jue go?"
Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, and leaned over to ask a few words in a low voice, thinking that this was their common fabricated drama.
After hearing the question clearly, Bai Ping was also stunned: "He's not in our bedroom—you can go in and look for it, Yanzhi has already gone to the library."
Qi Lin tried his best to make his expression calm, and searched all the empty rooms and Jianghuang's bedroom in a daze.
No, no one at all.
A living, 1.8-meter-two boy evaporated out of thin air in this villa.
The recording was not over yet, so I called the director team and they refused to answer, and they couldn't call up the surveillance video to find the result.
This matter was directly exposed at twelve o'clock at noon.
Jiang Yanzhi had obviously noticed something was wrong a long time ago, so he searched around silently for a few times with Bai Ping.
"Where is the person?" Yuan, the big flower girl in the movie, turned pale: "Where did the person go?"
This can't be haunted, can it?
Qi Lin has been fidgeting all day, and now he is completely speechless.
"Who drew that red cross?" Bai Ping said angrily, "As for playing so big?"
They argued and searched together for a long time, and finally chose to contact the director team again.
The director team declined to answer any related questions.
The gloomy and uneasy feeling spread directly to everyone's heart.
Until 24 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Jue still didn't show up.
"Enough." Jiao Fu was clearly on the verge of anxiety and collapse, and he slapped the table and said, "I don't need you to vote anymore, I don't want to stay in this damn place anymore!"
"One is missing." Mr. Han said in a low voice, "There is no need to vote today."
"No—as soon as that door opens, I'll go!"
Jiao Fu was so frightened that he couldn't even take care of his makeup, and his voice changed his tune: "I don't know where Jiang Jue has gone—but if I stay here any longer, I know I'm going to go crazy!"
The vermilion door opened on time, and she left with her luggage without looking back.
It was raining heavily outside, and the house was silent.
When everyone returned to the room, Jiang Yanzhi looked at Qi Lin worriedly: "Tonight—where are you going to sleep?"
The red cross on their door has not been crossed off yet.
Qi Lin rubbed his face irritably, and said helplessly, "I'd better go back to my room."
But I can't sleep.
He simply went to look at Jiang Jue's diary, script, and all the things he left behind, trying to find some clues.
No.
No hints, no clues.
It wasn't until 03:30 in the morning that he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep hugging the pillow, still depressed and sad in his heart.
But not long after, a cold hand covered his mouth.
"Hush..." Jiang Jue lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk."
Qi Lin almost turned him over and pressed him to the ground, and was so scared that he was out of breath in the middle of the night.
Jiang Jue made a gesture of silence, signaling him not to wear shoes, but to follow him in socks.
There was no sound when the door opened, but Bai Ping appeared in front of them.
He was carrying a bucket of red paint, and there was another red cross on the door.
There is no light, no sound, and everyone is sleeping soundly at four o'clock in the morning in late autumn.
Qi Lin reacted immediately.
This father and son are playing a game...the acting is just like the real thing.
Bai Ping took the brush and drew the second cross more bloody, then tiptoed to the opposite place and left.
Jiang Jue didn't turn on the light, nor did he take a flashlight, but only signaled him to follow him in silence in the dark.
They tiptoed down to the first floor, went to the storage room, and found the secret door.
The doors and switches are well hidden.
The entire storage room is full of sundries, grain, oil and flour are piled up in a mess, and several storage shelves block the four walls tightly.
But in the gap between the shelf on the left and the door, there is half a wall, which looks ordinary and no one cares about it.
Jiang Jue held the fixed mineral water on the shelf and turned it counterclockwise half a circle.
As the mechanism was activated, a door in the wall opened silently, revealing the stairs leading down.
Qi Lin: "...???!!!"
Qi Lin already felt that all these people were crazy.
He simply went all out and disappeared into the night with Jiang Jue.
Going all the way down the stairs, gradually you can see the faint light, and there is a place for ventilation.
Jiang Jue fumbled on the wall to turn on the light, and the scene became clear again.
It's like a little motel here—
There is also a little warmth.
Although it is a basement, half of the windows are actually connected to the ground, and fresh wind blows in.
There are books and wine on the shelf, and there is a small iron bunk bed.
The mattress was obviously laid long ago, and there was still Jiang Jue's residual warmth on it.
There is also a small projector next to it, obviously for them, which can project movies on the wall.
It wasn't until this moment that Qi Lin finally convinced the playwright father and son.
He confirmed whether he could speak, then glanced at the camera in the corner, and said in disbelief: "How did you find out here—?!"
"Oh, since the first night, my dad and I have been exploring around in the middle of the night." Jiang Jue tore open a bag of onion rings, fed him one and said, "The design here is quite ingenious, a basement, Two darkrooms, and one hidden behind the wall of the library on the second floor."
"...???"
Qi Lin took a sip of clear water, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "You? Uncle Bai? Exploring in the middle of the night?? Didn't we still—"
"I still have extra energy." Jiang Jue kissed reassuringly: "My dad found the design drawings of this house in the library, and found that there are several problems—or the drawings were drawn by a primary school student. , or some space is hidden.”
Those who read during the day pretended to be reading, and those who played video games pretended to be playing video games, but they were all looking for the hidden space.
It can't arouse the suspicion of others, and it can't be exposed. In the end, even if the secret door is really found, you have to go to see it in the middle of the night.
"But—" Qi Lin felt as if he was about to suffocate: "My God, I don't think we are playing the same game at all."
This has been chatting across servers.
"There is an obvious problem," Jiang Jue said while eating onion rings, "The kitchen and the drinking water places on the first and second floors have filtered water that can be drunk directly, and the service window will also give two bottles of mineral water every day—then Why are there so many bottles of water in the storage room?"
After he discovered this problem, he went to the storage room again while everyone was playing Werewolf Replay.
There are dozens of large bottles of water, only one bottle cannot be moved at all.
It is not drinking water, it is the organ that opens the door.
When Jiang Jue acted in "Wild House", he was well versed in Chen Chen's design ideas on organs and small objects, and he has been observing every detail since he came here.
Qi Lin thought to himself that he was really taken away this time, and asked silently: "The basement...what's in it?"
Jiang Jue smiled and blinked: "It's fun."
After dawn, Jiang Yanzhi was the first person to discover Qi Lin's disappearance.
Her face was pale, and she screamed hysterically.
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