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The fire spread.

Just when Neil and the detective were going to find water to put out the fire, something strange happened in the burning room.

Neil and the detective stared dumbfounded at the flames that spewed out and kept burning as if they were solidified. Even the thick smoke and sparks filled the air.

Then, in front of the two of them, the whole room seemed to drop directly from a three-dimensional space to a two-dimensional space, from a vivid object to a realistic painting.

"Crack-"

The sound of shattering sounded.

In front of them, the entire space and room were full of cracks, and in the end it was very, very magically shattered on the spot.

Where the original door was, only the wall remained, and the burning room and the female ghost in the room seemed like a hallucinatory dream.

Neil: ...

detective:……

Neil: Is this the legendary 'I'm Cracked'...

"What, what's going on here?!" The detective looked at Neil and asked stutteringly.

"It should be... this mansion that you can't get out of is actually created by a female ghost..." Neil thought of what Lilivia said, "the living are inside the mirror, and the dead are outside the mirror", and assumed.

"So aren't we actually in the real world?" The detective immediately asked himself and answered, "That's right, how does the real world explain these weird things... Oh yes! Another female ghost asked us to find the head what to do?!"

Subconsciously began to rely on the detective of the blond youth who was much younger than himself: "Are we looking for it?"

Neil nodded: "I'm looking for it, but before we look for it, let's go and see Mustache and Lilivia."

Ever since he knew that Etter was a fake and Lilivia hadn't lied, Neil overturned his past conjectures and found that he had overlooked many clues.

For example, how did she know what Li Liwei said?

She knew that Etter was a fake, she also knew that Chet had gone upstairs, she knew the two people who died first, and she knew that the world here was created.

Neil remembered that Lilivia said the mirror told her.

Mirror……

Eye of Jobert? !

If it is really the eye of Jobert, doesn't that mean that the eye of Jobert is actually a self-conscious existence like the old castle of the monastery? !

"Go! Let's go downstairs!"

Neil suppressed his excitement, and hurried downstairs with the detective.

After arriving downstairs, I was fortunate to find that not only did Li Liwei not run away, but Moustache also woke up!

Neil and the detective almost wept with joy when they saw that he was not dead. You must know that Mustache is smart at first glance, and now that there are so few of them, it is a comfort to have one of them survived.

The detective hurried to the side of the mustache to check the wound again, gave him the only injection of antibiotics, and fed him half a painkiller.

After briefly describing the current situation, a slight look of surprise and joy appeared on the pale face with the mustache.

"I didn't expect to hear such great news when I woke up." Mustache covered his broken arm and smiled openly. "It's lucky to be alive."

Neil and the detective admired the indifference alone.

"It's a good soul." The faint voice revealed air-conditioning, close at hand.

Neil turned his head to look at Francis, nodded heavily: "I think so too."

The three whispered a few words to encourage each other, then turned their heads and looked at Li Liwei.

"Lilivie, can you understand what I'm saying?" Neil asked softly, trying not to irritate her: "Who told you what clues? Is it the eye of Jobert?"

The woman with empty eyes like a puppet raised her head stiffly when she heard the words. Since Aite's death, she was no longer so neurotic, but she was no longer communicating with others.

"Lilivie?"

"Lilivie?!"

After calling out several times, Li Liwei tilted her head and said in a straight and flat tone, "Head...not head..."

Several people startled: "What do you mean?"

Li Liwei was indifferent to their questions, and said to herself: "Go look in the mirror...go look in the mirror...it's beautiful..."

"Look in the mirror? Beautiful?"

The detective looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

Neil and Mustache showed pensive expressions.

After a while, Mustache suddenly said: "The female ghost asked us to help find the head, but this is not the place where she died, and it is reasonable to say that her head cannot be found, but since she said so, it shows that she thinks the head must be found." It's around here, and the only thing that has anything to do with her in this foreign country...is the mirror!"

The detective was puzzled: "But although the mirror of Jobert's eye is also very big, it can't hide such a big head."

Neil hummed and said: "So we can get in touch. Lilivi said that the head is not the head, which means that what the female ghost is looking for is not the head we imagined."

nice……

What does it mean to be beautiful...

Neil, who was biting his fingernails, suddenly had a flash of inspiration!

Detective: "Then—"

Neil and Mustache shouted at the same time: "I know!"

After yelling, the two looked at each other and laughed, the detective was confused: "What do you know?"

Neil: "What the female ghost cares about most is not the head."

Mustache continued: "It's her beauty!"

Neil: "So to be able to show her beauty, and to be able to hide in that mirror—"

"It's the skin of a female ghost!" Mustache: "To be precise, the murderer peeled off her face and pasted it between the mirror and the silver frame behind the mirror! It's like a leather door (pasted with fresh skin) on the crack of the door) like that!"

After the mustache added it, he gave Neil a high-five and laughed loudly.

detective:"…………"

Detective: I always feel that IQ and their IQ are not at the same level, huh...

However, the detective rubbed his arms: "Hell, this is really insane.

But this can explain why the female ghost must let us find it. She can feel her skin, but she doesn't know where it is. Although the mirror belongs to the female ghost, she cannot be reflected in the mirror, because only the living Only when people are reflected in the mirror can they find out that something is wrong. "

"Ah."

Neil and Mustache nodded.

"Mirrors have the effect of confusing human beings. It may have something to do with skin. It seems that we need to go upstairs."

"Let's go, I'll go too." Mustache stood up.

"Are you okay like this?" The detective and Neal were a little worried.

"It's okay." Mustache smiled, "If the female ghost backtracks, I might as well die with everyone downstairs alone."

Neil and the detective were dumbfounded, then nodded with complicated emotions.

The three of them took Liliwei and walked upstairs together. This time there was no interference from the headless female corpse. They soon came to Mrs. Katilia's bedroom and saw the mirror.

The beautiful crystal mirror has an oval shape as a whole. Surrounded by a large piece of silver thorns and vines, it is embellished with a total of [-] crystals, and a [-]-carat sapphire is inlaid on the top of the mirror.

Because of its unique shape like an enlarged ring face, and because of the beauty and brightness of the crystal mirror, this mirror was named the Eye of Jobert.

But such a beautiful mirror, none of the people who own it get happiness.

"Looking in the mirror will be confusing, but how can we find skin without looking in the mirror? Why don't we just take off the mirror." The detectives stood against the wall at the door, not daring to approach at will.

Neil thought for a while and said, "Well, I'll try it first, and if you see something wrong with me, kick me away!"

Mustache frowned: "Why don't I try it." Anyway, if he was injured, he couldn't be counted as combat power, and if something happened, he could still guarantee the survival of Neil and the detective.

Neil and the detective knew what he was thinking, and they seriously refused.

"Let's get out alive together!"

Mustache opened his mouth, feeling moved.

In the end, the three of them discussed in low voices, and decided to let Neil go, and the two of them stood against the wall where the mirror could not see it, and dragged Neil away immediately if something happened.

Taking a deep breath, Neil sat on the makeup stool in front of the mirror under the nervous gaze of his companion, observing the mirror.

And the crystal mirror reflected his face.

In just a few seconds, Neil found that his face in the mirror had changed...

It was the face of a woman, her skin was like cream, her eyes were as emerald green as a lake surrounded by smoke in the forest, exuding a pure fairy air.

Her lips are bright red, her nose is upturned, her eyebrows are slender and her forehead is full, and her long platinum hair naturally curls down on her shoulders and falls behind her head...

That look is so beautiful, so fairy!

Even if there is no makeup on her face, it will make people feel that she is flawless!Like a little fawn, or a forest goblin!

What's even more amazing is that Neil clearly knew that it wasn't his face, but his brain firmly believed that it was his face as if he had made a mistake. At the same time, an extremely narcissistic emotion surged in his chest!

Just like the narcissus in Greek mythology who was beautifully killed by herself, she can't wait to hold her face in self-pity.

What the hell!

Neil was shocked by his own feelings of nausea.

Unexpectedly, although he had this strange idea, he was not obsessed with it like the others, and he quickly woke up, stood up and backed away, hiding at a safe distance!

"How about it?!"

Mustache and the detective pulled him over to ask.

"A woman's face appeared in the mirror. The strange thing is that I thought it was me. That woman is so beautiful. I seem to know why the No.1 hostess is so obsessed with her appearance."

Neil complained.

It's really hard not to be narcissistic when you grow up like that.

"Then we..."

"Do it! Take down the mirror!"

After Neil finished speaking, the three of them quickly took off their jackets and threw them on the mirror. After covering the inner and outer layers of the mirror, they violently removed the back shell of the mirror with a knife.

When the beautiful silver frame fell off, a face with facial features like big holes appeared in front of everyone...

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