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After going upstairs, Bai Lan involuntarily stopped outside Sakai Natsuki's room.He originally wanted to go in and see what she was doing, but he gave up the idea when he heard the cheerful laughter of the children.

What is it like to be an adult among a group of children?Bai Lan pouted, turned and went to the next door.

Compared with the luxurious and exaggerated decoration downstairs, this room looks very plain, but it doesn't make people feel shabby.Bai Lan looked at the simple furnishings in the room, planning to start looking for the dressing table first.

The long hair tangled on the comb indicated that this was a woman's room. For a moment, Bai Lan was not sure who lived here. He opened the drawer under the dressing table, and saw some scattered accessories and a contract inside.

Bai Lan roughly browsed through the contents of the contract, and found that this room was occupied by the maid of the family, and her main job was to look after Sakai Natsuki.

No wonder the room is next door to Sakai Natsuki.Bai Lan put down the contract and continued to search for possible clues, and saw a few graffiti on the bedside table that looked like ghost symbols.He picked up the paper and looked at the ugly paintings that were almost only lines and color blocks, and shook his head with a smile: "It seems that Nayue is not good at drawing, and she didn't inherit my mantle."

But it also proved that she has a good relationship with this maid, otherwise she would not have given the painting to her.Bai Lan put the painting back with some dissatisfaction, muttering while looking at other places: "But she obviously doesn't play with me, but she has such a good relationship with others. It seems that I don't usually spend much time with her?"

The biggest discovery in the whole room was the notebook that Bai Lan dug out from under the closet, which contained some daily records of the maid.Bai Lan learned from her diary that she had been working here for four years, and Sakai Natsuki was almost brought up by her.

There are also some parts of these written records that he cares about, but so far Bai Lan feels that the information he has is not enough for him to make a judgment.

【twenty

Today is the third birthday of the lady. The birthday party planned by the husband has become ugly because of the lack of cooperation of the lady. Everyone seems to be watching a joke.The wife was very angry and beat the lady at night, but the husband was busy making puppets and didn't see it.

After the young lady was born, the madam's temper became much worse, but the husband has been coaxing her, this kind of feeling is enviable. 】

【twenty

Miss's kindergarten study was put on hold, and the teacher said that she couldn't teach a child who couldn't understand.In fact, the young lady is indeed a bit slow in learning things, I don't know if it is because she can't speak.But the young lady is very well-behaved, and she has no other bad habits except that she likes to knock on puppets in the middle of the night, so it is not too strenuous to take care of her.

The madam has always had a bad face towards the young lady. When I was bathing the young lady, I saw some small wounds on her arms, which seemed to be pinched out.I don't know if I should mention it to Mr. 】

Bai Lan found that there were several entries in the diary where the maid mentioned that his wife was suspected of beating Natsuki Sakai. He closed the diary with a gloomy face, thinking silently whether she might be one of the suspects.

With this guess, Bai Lan put down the diary and turned to look for the master bedroom, intending to find clues about his 'wife' Zao Ji there.

The master bedroom is at the end of the corridor. The room is much larger than the maid's room that Bai Lan had been to, and the decoration style is much richer. It is even too luxurious for him to get used to.A lot of red and gold piled up the room, jewelry was thrown on the table randomly, and the light emitted by the lights was hard to ignore.

After Bai Lan opened the door, he was overwhelmed by the bad taste of the room. He hurriedly replaced the headlights with slightly weaker wall lamps, and his irritated eyes gradually returned to normal in the dimmer light.

All kinds of skirts were piled up on the whole bed, and it seemed that the woman spent a long time choosing battle clothes for going out to play cards with others.Bai Lan ignored the expensive clothes and focused her attention on the table.

There was a stack of papers, and as he got closer he realized they were the bills the blond woman had mentioned.The denomination of each bill is very large, ranging from 10,000+ to a million. Bai Lan thought of what she said "lost a little money playing cards", and couldn't help feeling that the world was very crazy.

Did he misunderstand the quantifier "a little" or did he not have a correct understanding of his family property?Is it really normal to lose millions in one poker game?

Bai Lan untimely and quickly thought of his subsequent bankruptcy, and the image of them constantly arguing over money and finally leading to the breakdown of their marriage automatically appeared in his mind.

"Could it be that she decided to get married because of money in the first place?" Bai Lan suddenly felt that his love story seemed to be a complete tragedy. He opened all the drawers in the closet that could be opened and rummaged through them, " Other players didn't suffer as badly as me, did they?"

If he remembered correctly, Nayue was his wife in the script obtained by the fake wine in the group, why was he taken advantage of when it was his turn, and even his lovely daughter died for no apparent reason?I don't know what kind of identities are the group leader and the rest of the second disease?

The touch of wood in his hand brought Bai Lan's thoughts of running away back to the game.He had searched the drawers all over, but he couldn't find any useful clues except some bits and pieces of information.

His wife's name is Xia Musaoji, a Japanese-English mixed race, two years younger than him.They met at a concert, and Xia Mu, who played the piano at that time, left a perfect impression on him, so after the performance, he began to pursue this muse in his mind.Similarly, he also made many puppets based on the early days of Xia Mu, but those symbols of sweetness at that time are now randomly stuffed in drawers, leaving them to collect dust in the dark.

The black dust covered the delicate carvings of the puppets, and the clothes and dresses made by hand were so dirty that the original bright colors could not be seen. Looking at these puppets that no one cared about and rotting in time, Bai Lan could only be more sure that Xia Mu had already Ji probably didn't love him at all.

"Marriage is terrible." Bai Lan stood up from the stall with a smile, and patted the dust on her hands, "I'm going to see Xiao Nayue to wash my eyes."

Those puppets weren't his mission target, and there wasn't much else to find in the room.Although it is not certain that Xia Mu Zaoji is the murderer due to insufficient evidence, Bai Lan has already included her in the ranks of suspects.He left the master bedroom and returned to Sakai Natsuki's door.

The room seems to be very quiet, no sound can be heard.Bai Lan frowned and wanted to open the door, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there was an extra door on the wall opposite it, and the bright red color on the door seemed to be calling him to come and find it quickly.

He approached the door hesitantly, and the pungent smell of blood immediately covered all the surrounding air.The surging red twisted and spread across the door panel, Bai Lan cautiously avoided the viscous liquid, and pressed the doorknob.

The room was shrouded in warm yellow light, so normal that it didn't look like there was blood, toys and various beautifully packaged gift boxes were scattered on the soft white carpet.

What is this for?Unknown, Bai Lan picked up a box and unwrapped the ribbon, and found a necklace and a greeting card inside.

It was Natsuki Sakai's birthday gift, and the gift was given by Jenny, whom Natsuki mentioned earlier.He put the box aside and went on to unwrap the other presents.The big box is basically flashy and expensive items given by adults, which have nothing to do with Sakai Natsuki, and are all for maintaining the friendship between the two families.After unpacking the big boxes, Bai Lan turned to the smaller boxes, guessing that these should come from Nazuki's friends.

But the truth was worse than he thought.Those small boxes contained dolls that had been cut to pieces by scissors, and the vicious words written in bold red on the snow-white greeting cards were eye-catching.

dumb.to die.idiot.bitch.Fool.Bai Lan suddenly discovered that the number of these boxes seemed to be endless, and the words inside became more and more ugly, and the outer packaging became more and more casual.The ever-expanding amount of dark presents almost filled the whole room, Bai Lan was submerged in these boxes full of malice, and the world in front of her eyes began to change rapidly.

The crystal chandelier made a bursting whine amidst the violent flickering, and the glass splashed and flew to the ground, leaving only dim candlelight in the room.The originally glamorous room decayed in an instant, most of the walls were peeled off, and dust was flying in the air.

The expensive carpets turned into moldy wooden boards, those tightly closed gift boxes burst open one after another, countless insects, rats and cockroaches rushed out like sea water, and the disgusting smell grew. Countless hands dragged Prynne into the insect pile.

The feeling of these sewer creatures crawling over his body and face made Bai Lan almost suffocate. He fought back the discomfort all over his body and fled with difficulty.

[Spiritual value decreased, current mental value: 46]

The violent heartbeat and the unpleasant smell that could not subside in the nasal cavity made Bailan's mind in a trance. He locked on the still deformed door in his blurred and distorted vision, and rushed out the door without a moment's rest.

The mouse that was trying to escape was caught by the door and let out a sharp scream, and the broken half of its body fell to the door.The other insects that did not escape hit the door panel, and those flexible cockroaches would not be able to crawl out of the door for a while because of the large number.

Bai Lan propped her hands on her knees and gasped for breath, the lingering feeling of nausea followed her everywhere.The vision recovered from the chaos allowed him to clearly see that the floor under his feet was so old that it had been worm-eaten and densely packed with holes. He raised his head in astonishment and found that the structure of the corridor had completely changed.

The magnificent house seems to be just a mirror image, and now he has returned to the dilapidated origin.Bai Lan reflexively wanted to find Natsuki Sakai. He ran along the long and narrow corridor sleeping in the candlelight, and finally heard a human voice at the end of the road.

"Little dumb, talk if you want."

"Hahaha Mary, how can she talk, you are so humorous!"

"This idiot thought he was a little princess. You are so poor that you need others to donate your house. Do you understand what this means?"

"Why talk so much, Pesci, give her two slaps to wake her up."

......

The sharp and harsh words of the girls penetrated the moldy wooden boards and reached Bai Lan's ears. Judging from the voices, there were at least four people inside.He approached the noisy room little by little, and saw the shadow of a flickering candle on the wall opposite the door.

The demon, which was so big that it filled the walls, stretched out its sharp claws and tore at the lamb curled up on the floor, and the rampant laughter echoed in the narrow corridor.The whole world seemed to quiet down with this laughter, the heartbeat and breathing were blocked, until the sound of liquid flowing broke the stagnant air.

Tick.

Something fell from the ceiling and brushed Bailan's cheek.He looked around numbly, the excessive blood spread from the room along the swollen wooden boards, and the wall, the floor and the ceiling above his head were stained red with a brilliant color.

The heavy object hit the ground with a loud noise.

"What to do—! She seems to be dead!"

"We're going to hide her! Come on!"

"what--"

The white shirt was wet with rain of blood, and the planks buzzed with shrill shouts and chaotic footsteps.Bai Lan finally woke up like a dream, he pushed open the fragile wooden door anxiously, with a gloomy face: "You—"?