[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

"I thought he could escape." Jiang Yu took off the pannier and fell back, the pink and white dreamy skirt covered the whole bed.

"Sometimes there must be a hit." Ren Simiao lay beside him, holding his long hair in his hands, and braiding it in a complicated braid - this pair of men and women quickly established a solid revolutionary friendship at a speed that was incomprehensible to everyone.

"Just now his dance partner also said that this person was lucky enough to escape the hat test. Relying on his gender advantage, he didn't learn the waltz at all. He thought he had a cheater, so he danced a few times. Only ghosts can't die."

"But in this way, our previous speculation is untenable." Jiang Yu raised his cheeks, his round face wrinkled into a ball, "From now on, not only women will die."

"Very good." Ren Simiao nodded, "This is only fair, otherwise those stinky men have no sense of crisis."

"?" Jiang Yu pulled back her hair, feeling annoyed, "Dr. Ren, I found out that you are very male-hatred."

"Not really." Ren Simiao chuckled, "But from the perspective of evolution, women are indeed a higher species than men."

"Hey!" Jiang Yu refused to accept, and sat up to argue, "Your words are simply a propaganda slogan for pastoral women's rights. From the perspective that everyone is born equal, I personally strongly recommend that you receive electroshock therapy."

Ren Simiao brushed her temples elegantly: "Your gender cognitive impairment is also quite serious, why don't you go and call first?"

Jiang Yu: "No, ladies first."

Ren Simiao: "A real man, you should lead by example."

Jiang Yu: "There is a little princess living in my husband's body, sister first."

Ren Simiao: "The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled are all three of you, why should my sister be humble?"

The two had just combed their hair and braided their sisters' love, and their friendship shattered to the ground when they disagreed, and they pinched each other on the bed.

Zhou Qi was angry, and with one hand and one head, he separated the inseparable two people: "If you want to quarrel, go back and quarrel, what's the matter if you are all crowded in my small broken room?"

"I won't go back!" Jiang Yu refused, and hugged Zhou Qi's thigh tightly, "Brother Zhou, save me, I'm afraid."

Zhou Qi said coldly, "You are afraid, so hurry up to the kang and hug your roommate."

Ren Simiao immediately hit the nail on the head, and spoke very fast: "I don't have a roommate to hug, my roommate just died this morning, and someone died in my room! Brother, please take me in, I don't sleep, I will sit at the door and watch for you!"

Faced with the beauty's begging, Zhou Zhinan remained indifferent, grabbed the collar and pulled the two off the bed, threw them out, clapped his hands, and slammed the door.

The whole action is smooth and flowing, and the appreciation is extremely high.

Xu Chi: "..."

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Qi bared his teeth, resembling a canine with a strong sense of territory.

The appearance of fried hair is a bit funny.

Xu Chi rubbed his nose and retracted into the sofa chair.

At night, Zhou Qi slept very lightly, and in the dimness, he caught the abnormal sound of the door.He woke up instantly, turned over and sat up, and followed the figure out.

As a result, as soon as the door was closed, he was discovered.

The man was wearing a black petticoat, leaning against the wall by the door, as if waiting for him specially: "Why are you following me?"

There was a bright light in Zhou Qi's eyes, he didn't look like someone who just woke up from a dream at all, and asked instead: "Why are you out?"

Xu Chi answered quickly: "Look for something."

"what?"

Xu Chi stared at him for two seconds, then turned around: "It's the same as what you're looking for."

Zhou Qi then followed, and the two were separated by an arm's length. The conversation was like a riddle: "Then did you find it?"

Xu Chi nodded.

"You found it when you went upstairs to relieve yourself?"

"Yeah." Xu Chi walked all the way west, turned, and opened the first door at the corner, "Before you find that man's body."

This door is no different from other doors, but after opening, there is actually a long staircase hidden behind it.

The stairs spiraled up, not knowing where to go.

Zhou Qi looked up, gave him a thumbs up, stepped up the stairs first, and entered the preset topic in a chatty tone: "Oh, you don't know, I thought the dead person was You. That man is about the same height and shape as you, and they are all wearing skirts, not to mention how scary."

At that time, his hands touched the warm and sticky blood, and at that moment, his heart really beat hard, causing his ribs to hurt.

He was baffled by this reaction, and irritated by it.

Xu Chi snorted coldly.

"But obviously I was thinking too much." Without saying a word, Zhou Qi turned on the mocking mode again, "Most senior sick ghosts have an amazing desire to survive, and they are not so easy to die in battle."

Xu Chi: "..."

"Hey, did you roll your eyes just now? Don't deny it. Although it's dark here, I have good eyesight. In fact, you look good when you roll your eyes, at least it's better than facial paralysis..."

Zhou Qi was stunned when he accidentally spoke his mind.

What the hell is he talking about?

With a funeral face on his face, Xu Chi made a silent gesture.

Zhou Qi took advantage of the situation and zipped up the mouth that had his own ideas.

They bowed upstairs, the thick red carpet on the stairs absorbing the sound of footsteps.After climbing for about 2 minutes, at the end is an arched carved mahogany door with hinges and copper locks on it.

Xu Chi weighed the copper lock, feeling that there was little hope of violent removal, so he turned around and went downstairs.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Qi held him back.

Xu Chi: "Look for tools."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Zhou Qi winked his eyes, took out a black hairpin from his trouser pocket as if conjuring, and shook it, "Smooth it from Jiang Yu's head. Look at me."

Xu Chi's brows and feet trembled.

Zhou Qi concentrated on unlocking the lock, and the man behind him said coldly: "You walk this thing over his head, does he know?"

Zhou Qi: "I don't know, he thought I hit him."

Xu Chi: "..."

Sounds a lot like a pickpocket.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qi asked.

"It's nothing." Xu Chi choked for a moment, and said dryly, "The technique is good."

With a click, the lock unlocked.

Zhou Qi thought that the other party was praising his lockpicking skills, so he was so frightened that he raised his tail to the sky: "That's right, a professional master trains him with a certificate, and he can open hundreds of locks."

The master he was talking about was one of the best organ experts in the team.

But Xu Chihui was wrong, thinking that the thief's modus operandi was so skillful, and there really was a mature teaching gang and training system behind him.

Untying the entangled chains, Xu Chi gently opened the door, and the dust mixed with the stench rushed towards his face.

The two exchanged glances, Zhou Qi covered his mouth and nose, and stepped in first.

This is an abandoned cutting room.

There are two dusty sewing machines in the room. The parchment paper scattered on the floor is full of messy lines, and the design of each part of the tutu can be vaguely seen.The draping table is tilted here and there, there are childish graffiti on the walls, and wooden horse dolls and other toys that children love are everywhere.

Xu Chi squatted down, and held up a draft with two fingers to take a closer look.

"This place should belong to the real Duchess." He pointed to the faded cursive signature on the paper, "Her name is Emily Lord."

"This name comes from Greek." Zhou Qi lifted the white cloth covered in the corner, "It means green gem."

"Emerald..." Xu Chi pondered.

"Have you thought of anything?"

"No. Probably. I mean, irresponsible associations."

"Then don't worry about it, come and have a look." Zhou Qi hooked his fingers at him, "Here, what we are looking for."

Xu Chi folded the draft, put it in his breast pocket, and walked over.

The oil painting of a family of three in harmony leaned quietly against the corner of the wall.

This time, Xu Chi observed it closely.

"That's right. In the painting, Emily Lord's dress is the Duchess, oh no, he should be called the Duke now. It was the one that the Duke showed us the first night we came to the manor." Zhou Qi used Touch the emerald green eyes of Emily on the oil painting with fingertips, "The duke replaced Emiliod and became the new duchess."

"He killed her." Xu Chi said, "and made her into a clothes hanger."

"Pervert?" Zhou Qi was puzzled.

Xu Chi shook his head and turned the oil painting over: "Tell me what you think?"

"I think the skirt has a ghost." Zhou Qi said, "Actually, it's not a gender issue at all. There are two conditions to trigger death: one, against the Duke's wishes. Two, wearing the tutu skirt given by the Duke. That's why after the ball There would be a male victim, because he was wearing a skirt and he did the wrong dance, and that fit the bill."

Xu Chi agreed: "If our guess is correct, the murder weapon is the skirt. Next, we should find out how the Duke used the dress to kill people and the motive behind the killing."

Zhou Qi clicked his tongue: "A pervert doesn't need a motive to kill someone."

Xu Chi was noncommittal, he held onto the frame of the oil painting, raised his leg, and kicked towards the center.

Pfft, a big hole was opened in the Duke's face.

"Fuck!" Zhou Qi was startled by this wave of operations, and jumped back a step, "What are you doing?"

I saw Xu Chi bent down, tore off the waterproof coating from the slit, found the hidden interlayer in the photo frame, pulled it left and right, and pulled out a roll of sheepskin booklets.

Zhou Qi: "..."

"How do you know there is something hidden inside?" Zhou Qi was a little convinced. He picked up the unrecognizable oil painting and looked it upside down, but found no clues for reference.

"I don't know." Xu Chi flipped through the manual, "Just trying."

"Try?" Zhou Qi's scalp was numb, "You call it destroying other people's private property."

Xu Chi bent his lips.

The smile was fleeting, but Zhou Qi caught it.

Zhou Qi: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at being a good doctor after being ill for a long time." Xu Chi shrugged, "This sentence seems to make sense."

Zhou Qi's head was bright, and he immediately reacted: "What's the matter, do you think it's against the law for someone who is in prison to know a little bit of legal knowledge? Well, let me put it this way, the people who know the most about criminal law in the world are the police and the criminals. Stop looking down on people, you are discrimination..."

"This is a diary." Xu Chi didn't want to start a verbal battle, so he interrupted at the right time.

"Your technique of changing the subject is too poor..." Zhou Qi was also quite comfortable, "Oh, is it, whose?"

"Emilord."

"What's written on it?"

"You don't know how to read it yourself?"

"It's all in fucking English! If I can understand, I'll ask you?"

Xu Chi looked at him suspiciously, with a half-smile: You even know a little Greek, so why don't you understand English?

Zhou Qi ignored his questioning gaze, and continued to pretend to be stupid: "Moreover, the handwriting is all continuous strokes, and there is no punctuation for a long series of letters. It makes me dizzy, Xueba, translate for the translator."

Xu Chi didn't intend to expose his effort so hard: "Listen, I'll just give you a general idea."

Zhou Qin hummed, and put on a posture of listening attentively.

Xu Chi's voice was calm, like the official spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.Although the content he read is very different from the rigorous and rational speech draft.

"Nemours's obsession with skirts has reached a point where I can't bear it. In one day, he ordered me to change twelve tutus to satisfy his perverted appetite. God knows what a stupid thing this is." Things! I even began to suspect that he married me back then because I could make the dresses that the ladies praised. He doesn’t love me, he only cares about the damn dresses!”

"I'm out of inspiration, I'm sick of fabric now, I'm going to change that. Nemours is a freak, he has a skirt fetish."

"Nemours got his hands on poor Jenny, he made the little girl change clothes until she was so tired that she couldn't stand up. God, I have to do something fast, so my daughter can't be like her mother bad luck."

"The new steward made me uncomfortable. He had green eyes like mine. He said he used to be a fortune teller in a tribe of gypsies and assured me that he had the ability to solve all the problems of the estate, including the duke. Mister's illness. He's talking nonsense."

"Today I caught Nemours in my bedroom stealing my dress. His face was fascinated and happy. He was crazy. I can't live with a crazy person. I had a big fight with him."

"I have to send Jenny out of the manor. There is no advantage in living with such a father."

After reading this, it stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qi raised his eyes and asked.

Xu Chi turned the parchment book over, the handwriting on that page was scribbled wildly, and the same vicious curse was repeated on the whole page: May Godburnyouinhellfire! (May God burn you with hell fire!)

Zhou Qi murmured, "Something must have happened that day that completely changed the mood of the Duchess."

"For a mother, there is nothing more painful than losing a child." Xu Chi said calmly, "Jenny died that day."

Zhou Qi: "Guess?"

"No." Xu Chi shook his head, "Jenny told me herself."