Suzuki Sonoko suddenly realized: "Is it because his family hasn't arrived yet? That's right, it suddenly started raining heavily in the afternoon, and the road here is not easy to walk. The man may have been blocked on the road."
As she spoke, she thought of herself who was also blocked, and she sighed helplessly: "Fortunately, this family has a lot of rooms. We don't have anything to do tomorrow morning, so we can make do here tonight... But here is really
is it safe?"
Curacao's ears twitched and he caught the key word.
Unsafe?
She endured it again and again, but still couldn't help but ask: "Why do you say that?"
Suzuki Sonoko glanced furtively outside the door and lowered her voice: "You may not know that Miss Haruna has received many harassing messages - such as asking her to come out alone to meet, calling her a thief, etc. Especially.
Judging from the scolding of the thief, the person who sent the message must be someone from this family!"
"Fortunately, Jiang Xia accepted the commission and came with her. There are many of us, and the Ogata family members don't dare to do anything. Otherwise, maybe when Miss Haruna arrived here, they would have tied her up and taken her to the basement, and tortured the stamps
The whereabouts of!"
Yuki Haruna: "!"
Thinking about the many questions she received at dinner today, and thinking about the terrifying scene described by Suzuki Sonoko, her eyes when she looked at Jiang Xia suddenly became extremely grateful.
Curacao looked at her, Suzuki Sonoko, and Jiang Xia: "..." To win people's hearts, he even brought a special supporter. Uzo really has a lot of manipulation methods, and he uses both soft and hard tactics to make people hard to guard against.
Fortunately, she is immune to all kinds of poisons and has seen through these tricks long ago.
When Suzuki Sonoko and Yuki Haruna popularized Jiang Xia's heroic deeds.
Next to her, Mao Lilan noticed that Jiang Xia seemed to be thinking about something. She was a little curious: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xia: "Just now in the mourning hall, I looked at the tablet of Mr. Qiu Wu - the time of death written on the back was December 6 last year."
Curacao: "..." Oh, it's exposed. I was staring at you the whole time just now, and you didn't even turn over the back of the tablet. You still said you didn't write the script?
Unfortunately, no one else except her obviously noticed this.
They had already followed Usa's words and started thinking. Suzuki Sonoko: "December 6th?... I always feel like there's something wrong with this date."
It was Yuki Haruna who was the client who reacted first. She felt a thump in her heart and turned slightly pale: "I made an appointment with Mr. Qiu Wu on December 20th, and he gave me the music box and BB player on December 25th."
Christmas number…”
But now, that tablet told her that Mr. Qiu Wu had died more than ten days before their appointment?!
...Then who was the person who asked her out???
"That is to say, there is, there is..." Mao Lilan was also frightened, "There is a ghost?!"
Jiang Xia looked at the merman who was rolling past him in boredom, and shook his head: "How can there be ghosts in the world? This can only mean that during that time, or even earlier, the person who contacted Miss Haruna was replaced by someone else.
Man, that person also gave her that music box."
"Although there is no ghost, why does it sound more scary?" Mao Lilan muttered and touched his arm, "We, let's not talk about this and go to bed first."
Curacao glanced at Jiang Xia: "..." Why sleep? Can you sleep with this guy next door? Why not just chat all night long, at least keep an eye on each other so that some guys can't do anything secretly.
??????????.??????
Unfortunately, this invitation to stay up all night is completely unfounded.
In the end, Curacao could only lay down the bed in silence, resist the urge to get into the closet, find a corner away from the next room and lie down, and planned to close her eyes and rest for the night - just staying up all night, it would not be a problem for her.
The guest rooms here are adjacent to each other, with a sliding paper door in between. Jiang Xia hugged the bed and pushed the door to the next door.
After everyone was lying down, Mao Lilan stood up and pulled the lanyard hanging from the chandelier. With a click, the chandelier was turned off, and the room returned to darkness.
Mao Lilan was about to get into the bed and lie down, but the next moment, a beam of dim light suddenly lit up in the corridor, illuminating the room through the paper screen.
"!" Several people were startled, and in unison they opened their eyes and looked at the paper door. At this moment, an old lady on crutches passed through the door from right to left at a speed that was not suitable for her stooped figure.
The dim light in the corridor also dimmed.
Curacao: “…”
The other three girls: "???"
Mao Lilan was stunned, and then let out a frightened scream that she had never heard in recent times.
"ah--!!!"
Just as he finished calling, the paper door next door was opened again, revealing a standing figure in the darkness.
"Ahhhh——!!" Mao Lilan was twice as frightened, her hands and feet were weak, and she fell to the ground.
But Suzuki Yuanzi felt something in the dark. She supported Mao Lilan and looked at the shadow that seemed slightly more handsome than the other black shadows. She quickly realized: "Don't be afraid! Have you forgotten? Next door is Jiang Xia.
.”
Sure enough, soon, the black shadow made a familiar voice: "What's wrong?"
"Didn't you see it?" Yuki Haruna was also very frightened, but luckily she was better than Mao Lilan, who was afraid of ghosts. "Just now, an old woman ran along the corridor. She was very fast and didn't make a sound.
!”
"Really?" Jiang Xia turned to look outside the door, "I didn't see it."
At this time, there was a series of running noises in the corridor.
Jiang Xia walked to the door, opened it, and found a group of people from the Ogata family running over.
"What happened?" The leader, the second son of the Ogata family, looked worried, "I thought I heard someone screaming here just now."
"It's nothing serious." Jiang Xia turned on the light, "It's just that some of my friends saw a suspicious figure."
Mao Lilan nodded repeatedly. She gestured hurriedly: "She is an old woman, using a cane, with a severe hunchback, and her stature is relatively short - but she walked very fast, and passed through the door in a whoosh!...
No, there was no whoosh, she walked without any sound at all!"
The second son of the Ogata family glanced at the raised wooden floor under his feet and scratched his head: "Walking silently? How is that possible? Are you telling a ghost story?"
Mrs. Ogata's expression changed slightly as she thought of something: "Speaking of this, a guest who stayed at our house before seemed to have said that he felt someone walking past his pillow while he was sleeping. He told it as a joke at the time.
Yes, so we just take it as a joke. Could it be..."
Mr. Ogata shook his head and looked at the frightened guests: "I think he was just confused - our house is a traditional Japanese-style old house that has not been repaired recently. The paper door is a little drafty, which may be an illusion caused by the wind.
"
Curacao looked at these three people who each said their own words: "..." Didn't you find that something was missing?