sunk in yesterday

This is the third time Taohuayan has invited the two of them.

But even with so many invitations, the young man didn't show any anxiety, and put on airs just like Guan Yuzhou.

Xia Zhuo stared at the paper bag in his hand, not intending to take it.There is no need to get paid for nothing, and the restaurant is only a dozen steps away from them.

"Okay, okay, don't be so vigilant...I'll just say it straight." Taohuayan shrugged, and put the bag in the middle of the coffee table, "There was also a note in the vase in our room, and there was also a note left behind. Bloodstains where things crawled out of it, but none of us told about it... Oh, now I'm telling you, are you interested in this?"

Guan Yuzhou didn't speak, but raised his eyes because of the content of the other party's speech, but he seemed to be lacking in interest. His eyes seemed to ask "tell us what to do".

"We can't understand the contents of the note, but we think that this note may not be a good thing." The frameless mirror immediately said bluntly: "We have no malice towards you, if you believe it, maybe we can cooperate to leave here .”

This is the longest sentence Xia Zhuo said after seeing him.

Guan Yuzhou replied with a light smile: "You can consider letting me read the content of the note first, and then I will make a decision."

"How can it be so unfair... Oh, oh, it's fine if I don't say it." Peach Blossom Eyes was a little upset, and halfway through her rebuttal, she was pulled behind by the ear by the frameless mirror, "Let go of me, It hurts to death! My ears fell off, fell off..."

The frameless mirror directly agreed to Guan Yuzhou's proposal: "Please, the things are left in the room, go to our room and talk."

Seeing that the two had finished discussing in a few words, Xia Zhuo unceremoniously brought over the paper bag containing breakfast.He originally wanted to go to the restaurant to drink porridge to warm his stomach, but now he followed them to the second floor, sighing in his heart that he was really contented.

On the way upstairs, the frameless mirror first introduced himself.His name is Yu Ziang, and he is a graduate student in the Department of Chemistry.As for which school he studied in, he did not intend to explain in detail, and Guan Yuzhou had no intention of asking.Taohuayan's name is Chu Jin, two years younger than him, a college student at the same school, and is in his senior year, and the two of them are so-called seniors and juniors.

Chu Jin came to Xia Zhuo's side, hooked his head and asked, "We have all declared ourselves, what are your names?" Before Xia Zhuo had time to answer, he suddenly walked around to Guan Yuzhou again: "You really are called Guan Qiang. Strong?"

Guan Yuzhou nodded slightly: "Yes."

Xia Zhuo didn't even blink: "My name is Xia Mingming, you can call me Xiao Ming."

Chu Jin: "..." I believed your nonsense, so it's at least a bit more professional to name a name.

Yu Ziang and Chu Jin lived in 204 on the second floor, and above their heads was Xia Zhuo's vacant 304.When the four of them entered the room, Yu Ziang locked the door behind him, rearranged the chairs and the bed casually, and signaled the two to sit down and chat.

The bloodstains in the hallway have been cleaned, but there are still subtle stains between each piece of adjacent marble.Due to the serious air pollution, the room could not open the windows for ventilation, and the faint fishy smell also irritated people's respiratory tract, causing Xia Zhuo's throat to itch, and he couldn't help coughing twice.

The extra note in the vase was put away by Yu Ziang in the drawer. Guan Yuzhou took a look and found that this note was different from the one found in Luan Yingxue's room that morning. It looked like a handwritten note with a pen. On the remaining pages, the handwriting is obviously man-made, and every stroke is different.

[She is really beautiful, the most beautiful model I have ever seen, and it is understandable that my husband insisted on sponsoring her back then.

She gave me the desire to create with a pen. I knew I should be angry and jealous, but my occupational disease happened again.

……

Next time I have a chance, I will visit her personally. 】

Guan Yuzhou rubbed the rough paper unconsciously, and asked the two of them, "Whose room does this belong to?"

Yu Ziang said, "Mine."

"identity."

"The painter...we found this yesterday morning. We thought it should be something like a diary or a letter, but we didn't quite understand it at the time. It wasn't until we went to the fourth floor last night that we got a little clue." Yu Ziang said : "The original identity should be a woman, because the 'husband' is mentioned here, and the lines between the lines show that the model has an ulterior relationship with her husband."

"Yeah." Guan Yuzhou nodded: "Although it's just a guess, the model here should refer to the fiancee of the owner of the house who has never shown up—Mirna Shelley."

Yu Ziang frowned, but he didn't open his mouth to refute, as if he had already felt something.

This is not a blind conclusion, even if Xia Zhuo simply thinks about it, he can deduce it.The note is directly related to the occupant of the room. Room 307 belongs to Luan Yingxue, and the note she got mentioned "candidates for the bride". ' There should be some sort of similarity.And what they can match up with the aborigines is nothing more than the identity they choose after they come in. The identity Luan Yingxue got is a model. If the identities of all the participants correspond to the aboriginals in the dream, then' The bride' is also a model did not run away.

Is the painter a woman... Thinking of the photo frame last night, Guan Yuzhou thought deeply.Xia Zhuo next to him suddenly clattered the paper bag, and took out all the snacks in it, and his tone was a little cheerful: "What do you want to eat?"

Xia Zhuo is always in a happy mood when there is something to eat.Guan Yuzhou handed over a bottle of water, and looked at him with a slight smile. His voice was much softer than when he was talking to Yu Ziang just now: "You eat first, and leave what you can't finish for me."

"How can it be done?" Xia Zhuo squeezed a swollen white bread and stuffed it into his mouth: "Only when you are full can you work hard."

Guan Yuzhou couldn't help it, raised his hand to take the bread from his mouth, took a bite and revealed a piece of butter hidden inside, and was so sweet that he frowned.

Xia Zhuo sneaked a glance at him, and finally found a chance to mention what happened last night: "You don't like sweets, and you still want to steal my cake."

Guan Yuzhou ignored this at all, and mentioned another matter to Yu Ziang: "Are you the first batch of people to enter the workshop on the second floor? I want to know what you found inside."

Chu Jin muttered: "I'll tell you everything, how can such a good thing come from? You don't tell the clues on your side, and you don't take such a whore for nothing, right?"

Yu Ziang opened the bedside table again, and there was a pair of muddy scissors inside.

"You should already know that the identity of 'painter' is strange." Guan Yuzhou took the scissors and looked them up in his hands. Although he didn't look up, he spoke to the young man wearing glasses opposite.

Chu Jin became anxious: "What's wrong? Don't talk nonsense!"

Yu Ziang did not deny it: "I can tell you all the clues I have found so far, but I think you can help me escape. The clues we have obtained are not enough for me to escape."

Guan Yuzhou didn't say whether he agreed or not, but just peeled off a small piece of dry and cracked mud from the scissors: "There is blood on the tip of the knife, and the mud smells like water. It doesn't look like the clay in the room. It was picked up from the ground by someone. Yes. If the bloodstains had not been cleaned, judging from the length, the person who used it should not be strong, and the wound it penetrated was not deep."

Chu Jin grabbed Yu Ziang's collar and pulled him up from the edge of the bed.He is no taller than Yu Ziang, but when he looks up, he is also aggressive: "Why is your identity dangerous? Didn't you say that there will be no problem? No wonder you always want to talk to them. You would rather ask for help from others than open your mouth. Tell me something? Are you just bullying me for being stupid and not seeing it? "

Yu Ziang pulled his hand off his body, and said flatly, "You are too impatient."

Chu Jin fell silent, staring at the person in front of him, as if trying to see through him.After a while, he flicked his arm, slammed the bathroom door, and locked himself inside.

Yu Ziang did not catch up.He sat back opposite Guan Yuzhou again, "That's his temper, please don't mind."

Guan Yuzhou was noncommittal, just glanced at Xia Zhuo whose cheeks were still bulging, and suddenly smiled softly.

Xia Zhuo didn't intend to get involved in their conversation, she was staring in the direction of the bathroom in a daze, and turned her head vigilantly after hearing the voice: "...what are you laughing at?"

Guan Yuzhou handed over the tissue: "How did you get the cream on your nose?"

Xia Zhuo's hands were full of oil, and he raised his head consciously and leaned towards her, with a mouth full of sweetness: "I accidentally rubbed it on it, or deliberately rubbed it on it and waited for you to wipe it off for me, what do you think it is?"

Guan Yuzhou couldn't help laughing again, put the tissue beside him, and let him do it himself.When he looked away from the young man again, his smile faded in an instant, and he continued with Yu Ziang: "You are not the only dangerous identity in this dream, but if you want to avoid death, you must be hooked to the plot. .We don’t know much now, so we can only come to you when we have ideas.”

Yu Ziang looked directly at him, hesitated for a few seconds and then nodded: "Okay."

No one spoke for a while, Guan Yuzhou played with the scissors, wondering what he was thinking, Yu Ziang didn't bother him, got up and knocked on the bathroom door.No one answered the door, Yu Ziang knocked three times, and said in a low voice, "What should we say? Answer me if nothing happens."

After a while, the door was knocked heavily from the inside, as if to vent anger.

Yu Ziang stopped talking to him, bypassed Guan Yuzhou and Xia Zhuo, and walked to the window to look at the white misty distance.

When the bell rang for lunch, Xia Zhuo also burped.He cleaned up the rubbish he made, said goodbye to Yu Ziang under the leadership of Guan Yuzhou, and went downstairs for extra meals. Before leaving, Chu Jin didn't come out of the bathroom. It seemed that he was very angry, which led to this There were two fewer people who came back to eat, and it became six people.

Over the past two days, the relationship between Xiaoqi and Mrs. Bai has gradually warmed up, which is obvious to both Xia Zhuo and Guan Yuzhou.It's just that although she was sitting next to Mrs. Bai, she was restless during the meal and frequently made the sound of tableware colliding.

Mrs. Bai noticed her strangeness, wiped the oil from the corners of her lips after eating, and asked softly: "Xiao Qi, what's the matter? Doesn't suit your appetite or you feel unwell?"

Xiao Qi seemed startled by her sudden question, the fork fell out of her hand and fell directly onto the plate, and the salad dressing left a little stain on the clothes on her chest.Her complexion was not good, but she forced a smile and said it's nothing, it's just that she didn't sleep well last night.

Guan Yuzhou had no intention of listening to their conversation, and took Xia Zhuo away to 304.They intended to take Xia Zhuo's vase away to 303, but they didn't expect that just after the door was opened, what they saw was a mess.

The direction of the bloodstain dragged in Luan Yingxue's room was different. One end of the bloodstain in the entrance was connected to the wide open bathroom door, and the other end extended to the supposedly neat and clean bed, almost staining half of the quilt cover red.

It seems that the unknown thing that can shuttle paper notes has also visited Xia Zhuo.Guan Yuzhou's expression changed, and he quickly closed the door behind him.He first went to check the vase that he put in the cabinet, but unexpectedly saw the door of the bathroom locker was wide open, the vase was hanging there, and there was still a red mark on the side, as if it almost fell When I came down, I was pushed back by something that crawled out.

The amount of bleeding was so astonishing that it could almost be regarded as a bloodbath in the room.The dazzling colors made people dizzy. Seeing Xia Zhuochu standing at the door, he pinched his nose and swears: "Damn, I won the lottery too?"

The bloodstains spread around like a mad dog, but they were all kept within a space of less than one meter.Intermittent rubbing marks were also left on the European-style wallpaper. Whether it was behind the curtains, in front of the wardrobe or on the glass door, there were large and small marks left. No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are looking for something in the room.

Guan Yuzhou tested the humidity of the liquid, and found that all of them had dried up and formed lumps. He speculated that they should have been left for more than a day.

Xia Zhuo picked up a curly hair with poor quality left on the ground, and the feeling of the rest of his life flooded his heart: "Fortunately, I didn't live here, otherwise I would be called up in the middle of the night to comb her hair. She tore off a few, but she still has to fight with me."

"..." Guan Yuzhou took the vase out of the cabinet, but a palm-wide white object fell to the ground with his force, making a "pop" sound.

Xia Zhuo looked over and found that it was an envelope, and the surface was a little wrinkled, as if it had been opened and then clenched tightly.

What surprised them the most was the signature of the sender on the back of the envelope—Mirna Shelley.

It was a letter from the "bride".