This NPC really has a problem

In the study, books were scattered all over the place.

Many books lay open on the ground, with annotations written in pens beside the text, the words were small and dense.

"These are not Mr. Tulum's words," said Steward Lu, "he doesn't like to read."

In fact, in Steward Lu's memory, there is no picture of Mr. Tulun reading at all.Mr. Tulum's greatest hobby is horse riding. There used to be a stable in the old castle. Mr. Tulum always went there to brush the horses himself, and took the horses for a walk in the forest when he was free.After leaving the forest, there is a vast wilderness outside, where people can gallop on horses.

Butler Lu couldn't remember where the horses ended up. The stables were demolished many years ago. From a certain day on, Mr. Tulum never rode a horse again.

"You left these annotations?" Bai Zhu asked, holding a book in his hand that he knew was a serious literature just by the title.

Steward Lu hesitated for a while, but neither shook his head nor nodded.

In fact, he felt that he didn't write these words. Steward Lu likes to pass the time by reading, but he doesn't like books with strong literary quality.

But he and the Tulun family were the only ones in the castle, and after excluding the three members of the Tulum family, he was the only one left with the answer.

Bai Zhu didn't realize the unusualness behind Steward Lu's silence.He picked up the books one by one and wanted to put them back to their original places, but he couldn't reach the top bookshelf. He tried his best on tiptoe for a few times, but Steward Lu finally came back to his senses and took the books from him. , into the gaps between the books.

This body is really short.Bai Zhu felt that he wanted to change his image a little bit, but it was a pity that changing the image required resetting the game from the first level.

In the game, there are all kinds of images for himself. Bai Yiyi adjusted the parameters for himself to wear women's clothing without any sense of disobedience. He never thought that he would regret it at this time.

After handing over all the books to be put back to the top management to Steward Lu, Bai Zhu planned to look for other clues.Those books were found near the small desk with hidden secrets inside, and Bai Zhu discovered that the housekeeper Lu in the past really liked to put important things together.

Bai Zhu went to pull the drawers of the desk, two of the three drawers were locked, and only the bottom drawer could be opened.

Inside is a drawer of paper roses, under which is a thick square of white paper used for origami.

"What is this?" Bai Zhu picked up a paper rose and showed it to Steward Lu.

Steward Lu took a look and replied, "Rose."

"I know," Bai Zhu asked, "Did you think of anything when you saw them?"

Butler Lu shook his head, he didn't think of anything.

He took the paper rose from Bai Zhu, opened it, and folded it back intuitively.Steward Lu moved quickly, and in an instant the white paper with creases turned into a lifelike rose.

Out of curiosity, Bai Zhu also disassembled one, but he couldn't fold it back.

Butler Lu asked, "Do you want to learn how to fold?"

Bai Zhu took a look and shook his head: "Forget it." He is not very interested in origami.

Steward Lu had some regrets. He blurted out the question just now, as if someone had clinged to him and asked him to teach that person to fold roses with paper, but in the end that person didn't learn it either.

Bai Zhu had already thrown the white paper that he opened back into the drawer, and subconsciously closed the drawer.Steward Lu still had a paper rose in his hand. He didn't plan to open the drawer again and put the rose in his pocket.

The two studied the two locked drawers. Steward Lu had some keys to the castle, but none of them could be opened.He didn't know where the key to open them was, so he had to give up.

They then searched the rest of the study, but found no other clues in the bookshelf, and found a notebook in another desk.The notebook was blank, but there was a piece of paper inside, on which was written a short poem expressing the girl's feelings.

"It's Mrs. Tulun's handwriting." Steward Lu confirmed.

The object of the girl's lovesickness in that short poem is obviously not Steward Lu, Bai Zhu felt that Steward Lu's head was really green.

They spent a lot of time in the study, and before they knew it, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and the Tulun family would wake up in more than an hour.The players didn't really want to eat at the same table with the Tulun family. After all, they had food in their mouths, but they were their eyes.

Considering that the guests didn't sleep last night and didn't take a long rest in the morning, Butler Lu went to the kitchen to make dinner early so that they could rest for a while before tonight's hide-and-seek began.The players also took this time to discuss plans for tonight, and agreed that one person would stay in the prayer room to preserve the vitality of their team, while the others would play hide-and-seek with the boss as usual.

Three bosses correspond to three players, and the players feel that they are really caring.

"Then, who will smoke first?" Zhong Changya glanced over the faces of his companions one by one, and there were four folded notes in his open palm.

"Let me go first." Xu Yan randomly took one, and spread it out with a tick on it.The other three sheets are blank.

"Ah, there is no other way." Xu Yan shook his head, "I will save the spark of life for you, so you can play games with the BOSS with peace of mind!"

Zhong Changya sprinkled the other notes on Xu Yan's head without hesitation.

"Speaking of which, I found some clues that might be helpful to Steward Lu," Xu Yan said while sweeping the note off his head, "Did you read the message I sent you?"

Chen Jin was silent for a while: "I forgot."

Bai Zhu: "..." He also forgot.

"Isn't it you?" Xu Yan called out, "I thought you didn't find any clues this afternoon!"

Chen Jin and Bai Zhu looked away in embarrassment. The mobile phone was like a brick without any sense of existence to them, and they really forgot it accidentally.

Zhong Changya coughed: "I read it."

Xu Yan was a little touched that one of his rookie teammates finally found a reliable one. He took out his mobile phone, called up a photo from the photo album, and enlarged it for his companions to see: "This is me in a study room. It should be an agreement signed by Steward Lu's uncle and Mr. Tulun's father."

"Can I have a look?" A voice came from behind Xu Yan.

He looked back and found that Steward Lu had come behind him at some point.

Xu Yan quickly handed over the phone.

Steward Lu was as uncomfortable as the players when holding this "brick", but soon he learned how to enlarge the photo and finished reading the agreement.

He really wasn't a housekeeper.

This ancient castle is not the wealth of the Tulun family, it belongs to the Lu family, and the Tulun family should be the stewards of the Lu family for generations.

The master and servant were switched in this generation.

Steward Lu couldn't remember exactly when and how the exchange was made.He looked at the date of the signing at the end of the agreement and the date of the wedding photo, and all he knew was that it was at least after he married Mrs. Tulum.

The agreement revealed that after the death of Butler Lu's parents, his uncle signed an agreement with his butler, requiring old Tulun to temporarily manage the property of the Lu family until Lu Ren became an adult.

But now in his memory, he signed a contract with the Tulun family. If the Tulun couple died unexpectedly, he would raise Rosa and temporarily manage the property of the Tulum family.Out of greed, he killed the Tulun family, but was dragged by Mrs. Tulun before dying, and they were converted into the living dead together.

At what point in time did his memory fail?

Steward Lu frowned.

He handed the phone back to Xu Yan and thanked him.

Xu Yandao: "I found this document in the study at the end of the third floor. I also found a letter notifying you of your uncle's death."

Steward Lu asked, "When was that letter sent?"

Xu Yan glanced at his phone and reported the time.

It was the second year of his marriage to Madame Tulum.

Steward Lu thanked again: "I see, thank you for telling me this."

He said to the players: "Dinner is ready, you can eat now."

……

There were too many clues found in one day, and the players finished their meal and went back to their room to rest before the Tulun family woke up. Steward Lu also felt tired.After washing the dishes, he made some random dishes and put them on the table for the Tulun mother and daughter to eat when they went downstairs.

What they need is not the food of the living, but the flesh and blood of the living.He knew that the Tulun mother and daughter didn't care whether the dinner he prepared was delicious, so they were very careless when cooking.

Steward Lu didn't care whether Tulun's mother and daughter would eat or not.

There was still some time before he fell into a deep sleep. Steward Lu originally planned to go to the study room that Xu Yan mentioned, but unknowingly stopped in the study room where he found the photo.

He hesitated for a moment, and opened the door.

There was only one lamp in the room brought by housekeeper Lu. The light from the candle could not fully illuminate the room, but at least it could illuminate the world around the small desk.

He sat on the chair, leaning against the hard back of the chair, thinking about something quietly.

He thought that he didn't like to sit on such a chair and think about things. He liked the soft sofa the most, and he felt like he was sinking into the sofa when he sat on it. Reading at that time was a relaxing and comfortable thing.Such a chair can certainly allow him to concentrate, let him sit in a dignified manner, absorb the knowledge in the book, and use neat handwriting to annotate the blank space, but that kind of reading is not happy for him.

That's it, butler Lu said that his literary quality is actually that little, don't think he reads books when he is free, in fact, what he reads are some light-hearted novels, maybe those books will be classified by strict parents Range of junk reading.

If you really ask him to read those serious tomes, he will probably yawn after turning a few pages.

Steward Lu took out a piece of paper and wrote a line on it, which was the first line of the short poem Mrs. Tulun had copied.

——Quiet night, you walked into my dream.

Steward Lu's teeth are a little sore.

Mrs. Tulum's handwriting is beautiful, and the annotations on the book are neat, but his handwriting is neat and casual, and some strokes will be connected together neatly, giving people the impression that this writer is lazy.

The previous Butler Lu was both him and not him.

This sentence is really awkward.

Butler Lu frowned.

Actually it wasn't him.

He has the modified memory of that person, and he pursues the traces left by that person. He even has something in common with that person, but they are not the same person after all.

Butler Lu couldn't tell anyone else these words, whether it was Bai Zhu or anyone else.

These words sounded so bizarre that he himself felt absurd.

He's not Steward Lu, so who is he?

That unlucky Steward Lu, Steward Lu thought deeply, and didn't know what happened to him.

He doesn't doubt that people's memory can be modified. After all, people can be transformed into living dead, so the difficulty of modifying memory sounds much lower.Butler Lu just couldn't figure out when the memory was modified.

Modifying Steward Lu's memory can achieve two purposes, one is to obtain the property of the Lu family, and the other is to take revenge on Steward Lu.

He was sure that Mrs. Tulum had done this. Mrs. Tulum had the ability to modify his memory, and she also had this motive.

So when did Mrs. Tulum decide to do it?

Steward Lu thought of the letter.

The scattered clues in this old castle guided them to piece together a real past, and the letter must have meaning there, trying to tell him something.

Steward Lu probably has no relatives.

Occasionally, in the photo album he found, a man who looked somewhat like his father appeared, probably his uncle.Except that there were no other special faces in his uncle's photo album, after his parents died, his uncle was probably his only relative.

If Steward Lu's uncle also died, his wife, Mrs. Tulun, could legitimately inherit all his estate after his death.

Killing him is harder than modifying his memory.

Mrs. Tulum chose the most difficult path. It can be seen that Mrs. Tulum really hated him. Maybe after learning the news of Steward Lu's uncle's death, she was planning to revise Steward Lu's memory non-stop.

It must be too anxious.

In fact, even if the implementation of this plan is postponed for a while, it will have no effect on Mrs. Tulum - the only impact is probably that it will take another period of time commensurate with Steward Lu and his wife, and Mrs. Tulum may feel sick.

Butler Lu recalled that time, one year after he married Mrs. Tulum.

He suddenly realized the importance of this time.

Counting the age of little Rosa, one year after he married Mrs. Tulum, it happened to be about four months when Mrs. Tulum was pregnant with little Rosa.

Pregnant women can almost see it when they are four months old.

Butler Lu blinked.

Speaking of which, has Mrs. Tulum, a woman who pursues love, really had a relationship with him?

Squeak.

Steward Lu suddenly heard the soft sound of the door being opened.

He thought he would see the guests of the castle, the most likely one was Bai Zhu, but he didn't expect half of his small face to peek out from the crack of the door.

A round eye looked at him without blinking.

Steward Lu asked aloud, "Miss Rosa?"

The little girl's voice was clear and tender: "You used to call me little Rosa."

Steward Lu changed his words in a polite manner: "Little Luosa, what can you do?"

The little girl squeezed in with a small body, closed the door and bounced to Butler Lu's feet.

She didn't say where she came from, but raised her head and complained: "Someone lied to me."

Butler Lu tilted his head: "Who is it?"

The little girl said: "The brother who was with you last night."

Butler Lu said: "The only one with me last night was my sister."

The little girl pouted: "It's my brother."

Steward Lu looked into the little girl's eyes and said seriously: "Only boys are elder brothers, and girls are elder sisters."

The little girl raised her voice: "He really is a big liar!"

He not only lied to her that she could be let in after answering the question, but also lied to Butler Lu that he was a girl.

Steward Lu was also cheated... The little girl thought, then it doesn't seem so embarrassing for her to be cheated.

The little girl was a little happier.

Steward Lu didn't understand why the little girl's mood suddenly improved, so he asked again: "Little Luosha, what do you want from me?"

The little girl lay on his lap and acted like a baby: "Housekeeper Lu, I want to hear you tell me stories."

Butler Lu asked, "What story?"

The little girl waved her fleshy little hand: "A fairy tale!"

Steward Lu turned his head to look at the bookshelf, found a book of fairy tales, pulled it out, and asked, "Which one do you want to hear?"

The little girl looked at the book, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"I don't read this book," the little girl cried, "You don't even remember which book I like!"

Butler Lu was at a loss.

It turns out that books are also particular about it?

He quickly lowered his head to coax the little girl: "I'm sorry, I forgot... Don't cry, which one do you like, can you point it out to me?"

The little girl points to a book in the corner of the bookshelf.

She complained under her breath: "You put it so far now."

Steward Lu leaned over and took down the book.

The little girl murmured: "Why did you forget?"

How did he forget it?

Steward Lu opened the book of fairy tales in a complicated mood.

In fact, he may not have remembered it from the beginning.

But that person should remember.He should love this innocent child even though he has such a deep hatred with her parents.Rosa relied on him, and he would also tell Rosa fairy tales in a gentle voice, but for some reason he put the fairy tale book in the corner where he could easily reach it.

But for some reason, he raised the sharp knife to the little girl he loves.

……

After reading a story, Rosa left to find her mother.

Before leaving, she shook Butler Lu's hand, and said with a stern face, "Don't forget it in the future!"

Don't forget which fairy tale book she likes.

Butler Lu kept nodding.

In fact, he couldn't hear what the little girl was saying clearly. He felt sleepy when he was halfway through the story, and he always forgot what he just read.

Did not read the wrong line.

The little girl left happily, but housekeeper Lu dozed off while sitting on a chair.He closed his eyes and nodded his head.

He remained half asleep and half awake for a long time, until he heard the sound of the door being opened again.

"Steward Lu..."

There was a timid voice in the room, but the man's voice was strong, like a bear shrunk itself into a small ball, which looked a little ridiculous and a little embarrassing.

Steward Lu barely tore open the eyelids that seemed to be glued together.

A tall voice came into view.

Mr. Tulum was well-dressed, with the exposed parts covered except for his face.But Butler Lu knew how many stab wounds he had under his clothes, and knew that there was a huge knife wound hidden under his white scarf.

His skin is pale and pale, and he is the most corpse-like "person" in this castle.

Steward Lu subconsciously wanted to ask him what's the matter, and realized that this study room was actually Mr. Tulun's office.

The master's family is here, and he, a housekeeper, should have given up the room.

Butler Lu leaned on the armrest of the chair and wanted to stand up: "Mr. Tulun, I'm leaving now..."

"No...wait!" Mr. Tulun walked up to him with stiff steps, and seemed to want to push Steward Lu back, "Just stay here."

In the end, his hand didn't touch Steward Lu, so he retracted temporarily, pressed against the seam of his trousers, and stood there in a daze, as if he was punished for doing something wrong.

Mr. Tulun said with a hoarse voice: "You stay here, it's fine."

His voice and his gaze at Steward Lu were flattering.

Butler Lu was very uncomfortable. He asked politely, "What can you do?"

"I see that there are lights on here," Mr. Tulum said slowly, making people feel silly, "just come in and have a look."

Steward Lu said: "If you have something to deal with, I can leave."

Mr. Tulum shook his head immediately.

Steward Lu heard a creaking sound.

He thought of the wound on Mr. Tulum's neck, and was worried that his head would suddenly fall off.

"You can come here for whatever you need, don't worry about us," Mr. Tulun said with difficulty, "don't worry about Moya."

Moya is the name of Mrs. Tulum.

Mr. Tulun loves Mrs. Tulun so much, but now he tells Steward Lu not to listen to Mo Ya.

Butler Lu was very helpless.

Mr. Tulun's character is just like his appearance, honest, calm, and dull.

He is a stupid big man who chases after others, he can't learn to refuse, he can't learn to object.

Even knowing what he's doing is wrong.

"What's the matter with you?" Steward Lu could only ask this question.

Mr. Tulun lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

After doing something wrong, you can only say sorry over and over again, trying to make up for it.

But how can it be made up for?

The victim eventually raised the knife.

Steward Lu said, "I want to be alone for a while."

Mr. Tulun exited the study and gently closed the door for Butler Lu.

The last thing that caught his eyes was Steward Lu's figure under the candlelight.

He sat behind that familiar small desk, and the bookshelves next to him were all his favorite books, as if they were still in the past, nothing had happened, nothing had changed.

Mr. Tulun was silent, and put his hand on his heart.

He once put his hand on his heart, felt its violent beating, and paid homage to the boy he grew up with.

At this moment, his heart stopped beating.

Across the door, Steward Lu closed his eyes wearily.

It was an exhausting evening, first with Miss Rosa, then with Mr. Toulen.

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