MTL - Non-Human Seeking Re-employment-Chapter 118 evidence

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A son's time, the people who were sitting in the hall all went upstairs, leaving only the little boy who was lying on the sofa and licking the seeds.

Kneeling, he suddenly stopped moving.

The floor of the hall is covered with milky white marble tiles, which shine under the illuminating crystal lamps.

The little fart stared at the marble in the middle of the center. I saw a little blood in the crack in the edge. Then the blood became more and more enlarged, forming a human figure on the beach. It should be a woman.

咕噜咕噜——

There were a few small bubbles on the blood of the beach, and the figure squirmed as if to get up.

Just as the figure was about to get up, the little boy snorted and spit out two melon skins, which happened to fall on the beach.

The figure of the figure was alive, and the body that was finally condensed suddenly spread out and became a blood spot, which penetrated into the gap of the marble floor tiles.

The little fart boy snorted twice and grabbed a handful of melon seeds.

Can't beat Shen Dongqing, can he still bully such a little devil?

The little boy turned the melon into his pocket and went upstairs.

The villa has three floors and the guests are arranged in the second floor room. The master bedroom on the third floor was originally occupied by Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen, but the two masters were both violent and savage, and they were sealed first. There were two side rooms left, which should be the residence of the two young masters.

But Shen Dongqing sent the little boy to the empty room and lived in the room of Zhou Wenyan.

However, the exterior of the villa looks glamorous and bright, and the decoration inside is a bit old and gloomy.

Shen Dongqing held the pillow and looked up and looked at a picture hanging directly across the bed.

The color of the painting is all black, but when you look closely, you can see that there are a pair of twisted hands, like sticking out of hell, dancing, trying to catch the living and dragging into the ground.

In addition to this painting, the other furnishings in the room are icy and black and white, and at first glance it looks like a spacious coffin.

咔嚓——

Zhou Wenyan opened the door and walked in: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Dongqing pointed to the painting.

Zhou Wenyan saw that in the past, the picture frame was turned over and covered.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect. After the painting was covered, the atmosphere of the whole room changed, and the gloomy atmosphere was swept away.

Shen Dongqing patted the position beside him and let Zhou Wenyan come over. When he came over, he relied on the past. When he first came into contact with Zhou Wenyan’s skin, he snorted: “How cold is your body?”

Zhou Wenyan: "It may be that the air conditioner is too low."

Shen Dongqing didn't think much about it. He directly pressed the quilt on Zhou Wenyan's body and wrapped people tightly.

Zhou Wenyan finally liberated his hands and gave a little quilt to Shen Dongqing.

Shen Dongqing lay down and looked at the ceiling above, suddenly opening: "Do you know who is the murderer?"

Zhou Wenyan: "I don't know." He paused. "I was confused after I came in. I don't know anything."

Shen Dongqing secretly took Zhou Wenyan’s hand underneath. It might be that the quilt was covered and slightly warmed up. He whispered, “It may be related to my secret...”

He was about to talk to Zhou Wenyan about the story he had seen before, but he had not spoken yet and was blocked by Zhou Wenyan.

The atmosphere of the two is very close.

Zhou Wenyan bit his Shen Qingqing's lips and looked at his trembling eyelashes and said, "Can't say."

Shen Dongqing pushed him: "You can't say it?"

Zhou Wenyan: "Once you say it, the secret is not a secret."

The rules have already been set.

This is a secret group. Now everyone has their own secrets. Once they say the secret, they will die. Those who have a little brain will be strictly guarded.

In this way, the players have no possibility of cooperation.

Shen Dongqing snorted: "Okay--" He seems to think of something. "You said, will the game be whole for us? Are there no murderers among these people?"

After all, all the players are coming in. They don’t know anything about what they have done before. If everyone is suspected, then everyone can be suspected.

The game only gives an introduction, let these players guess and kill each other in the villa.

Zhou Wenyan smiled and said: "It is not impossible."

Shen Dongqing drummed his cheeks: "If this is too bad."

Zhou Wenyan touched his head.

Shen Dongqing turned around and patted the quilt hard: "Will there be a murderer who doesn't know that he is the murderer?"

Just like him.

His secret is to "kill the mother and kiss the pro", but he does not have this memory at all, and he is not sure whether it is true or not. What should he do if he is in the game pit?

Zhou Wenyan also sat up: "It is possible."

Shen Dongqing's face is wrinkled into a buns. He has already fallen into this topic, and he can't wait to unravel it.

He kneaded the pillow and thought it out with a word: "I think the nurse should have nothing to do with the bodyguards and lawyers..."

He analyzed a pass and felt that no one was suspected of killing, except himself.

Zhou Wenyan smiled and saw Shen Dongqing chanting a word, and finally said: "When you find someone else's secret, you will know."

Shen Dongqing slammed the girl: "But they certainly won't say it."

This is what the mouth says, but he is already figuring out how to threaten to get their secrets from other players.

Zhou Wenyan: "The secret itself will speak."

Shen Dongqing: "?"

Zhou Wenyan looked at Shen Dongqing's face with a look of sorrow. He couldn't help but laugh, no longer pretending to be a pretense, but said: "If the secret is something that everyone has done, then it will leave a mark."

Shen Dongqing: "Are you doing bad things too?"

Zhou Wenyan repeats: "Also?"

Shen Dongqing understood what he meant, and wanted to cover it: "I didn't do anything bad!" After turning around, he turned and went, so that Zhou Wenyan could not find the flaw.

Since Zhou Wenyan does not tell him the secret, then he can't let Zhou Wenyan know!

Whoever is first discovered will lose.

Zhou Wenyan held his holly shoulders and turned the man hard. He saw his cheeks bulging and couldn't help but poke.

"In fact, there are loopholes in the game." Zhou Wenyan said.

Shen Dongqing came to the spirit: "What loophole?"

Zhou Wenyan: "How does the game determine that someone else knows your secret? Even if you know it, don't say it, you can't be sure if you know it."

"and so?"

Zhou Wenyan: "So I can hint at you." He leaned into Shen Dongqing's ear and whispered, "My secret is related to you."

The two men leaned too close together, and the heat rushed to the earlobe. Shen Dongqing first shrank his neck and said: "It’s related to me..." He pondered. "Is our relationship not a brother?"

It is the same kind of mother.

According to the background, Shen Dongqing is still the brother of Zhou Wenyan.

Thinking of this, Shen Dongqing’s eyes lit up: “Come on me...”

It was only Shen Dongqing’s move that was misunderstood. If she hadn’t finished it, she was blocked by Zhou Wenyan. He vaguely said, “I’m not allowed to say it.”

Shen Dongqing squinted his eyes.

what? Don't say it?

The problem is that he does not know what the secret of Zhou Wenyan is.

Until the room left, Shen Dongqing was still struggling with this problem.

The third floor is empty.

Due to the housekeeper's reminder, I couldn't go to the third floor to disturb the host family. The players didn't come to the third floor for the time being, so there are only two of them.

Zhou Wenyan came to the main bedroom with Shen Dongqing.

The mahogany door of the master bedroom is closed, and the owner may die in succession. There is always a yin.

Zhou Wenyan grabbed the door handle and pulled it down, only to find that the door was locked and could not be pushed.

Shen Dongqing picked up his sleeve: "I am coming."

He was about to show his hands and feet, and suddenly there was a voice behind him: "Large and young?"

Shen Dongqing was so stunned, turned his head and saw the butler standing at the entrance of the corridor.

The butler came up and said respectfully: "The wife had been told before her death that no one could enter the master bedroom until the estate was distributed."

In fact, the butler also wants to go into the master bedroom to find out, according to this plot, there must be important clues.

Can be set according to his people, can not violate the orders of the main family, can not go in, but also to stop others to enter, can only look outside. It’s hard to wait until someone comes, he has to go up to have a reasonable explanation, otherwise no one can go in.

Zhou Wenyan retracted his hand: "Is the key here?"

"At the lawyer responsible for the will of the will, but..." The butler stunned Zhou Wenyan with a sigh of relief. "If it is not necessary, please ask the two young masters not to violate the wife's wishes."

This is clearly suggesting that they should give a reason quickly, and then go to the lawyer to get the keys to join us.

I want to be normal people will do this.

But the two in front of the butler are not normal.

Shen Dongqing gave Zhou Wenyan a look.

Zhou Wenyan’s heart will lead the gods.

Butler's opening: "Large and younger..."

When the words just opened, he suddenly felt a pain in the back neck and lost consciousness in front of him.

Zhou Wenyan gave his "reason" and put down his hand.

Shen Dongqing is opening the door.

"砰" got a cry.

The heavy mahogany gate was slowly pushed open.

It may be that for too long, no one has entered, and when I open the door, I see the dust that is flying all over the sky.

Shen Dongqing: "Cough--" He raised his hand and opened the dust in front of him. When he lifted his eyelids, he saw the wedding photo of the front door.

The wedding photos are naturally Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen.

The two men were wearing suits and wedding dresses, and they leaned together intimately. There were only two stains on the photo frame, which blocked the face. The two faceless people looked a little strange.

In addition to this wedding photo, the other things in the room are ordinary.

Shen Dongqing strolled around and left a footprint on the floor, and found nothing.

Zhou Wenyan entered the study room and opened the drawer of the desk and found a stack of medical records inside.

Mr. Shen’s body is not very good, but for the sake of the plot, there is no family doctor or anything. At most, there is a vip treatment in the **** hospital.

Yes, that is the hospital where Shen Dongqing lived before.

Zhou Wenyan opened, and the name of the attending doctor was signed on the medical record. After another turn, a photo was dropped inside.

It was a group photo of Mr. Shen and the doctor, and there was a little nurse standing next to him.

It may be that the photo is not well exposed. The above Mr. Shen is also a vague face, but the facial features of the two people are clear, and the nurse above is the one living downstairs.

Zhou Wenyan closed the medical record and said to himself: "Is it true that Mr. Shen’s death is related to her?"

Shen Dongqing did not hear it and asked: "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Wenyan: "I am guessing secrets."

Shen Dongqing came to the rescue: "So, can we directly be alone? Maybe it will be right at once."

Zhou Wenyan is helpless: "No."

Shen Dongqing: "Why not?"

Zhou Wenyan took the photo and collected it: "There is evidence."

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