Chapter 147:

Chapter 147
Mo Yi made a movement and turned to look behind him.
I saw that housekeeper did not know when it appeared in the open doorway. In the dim darkness, he could only see the vague outlines of his pale face, the deep eyes were like the holes of two black holes, watching coldly Holding him.
Mo Yi loosened a corner of the white cloth without any trace, turned around, and said without change:
"I just turned around casually."
The housekeeper's cold voice came from the darkness not far away:
"I'm sorry, the servants in this room have not been cleaned up for the time being. They are not suitable for receiving guests. Please move to another room."
Mo Yi looked around the room. The pale fabric was silently covered on the high or low furniture like a shroud, and stood silently in a thick darkness. Nothing is peeping quietly.
He retracted his gaze and walked towards the door, asking as he walked:
"But ... I just heard the sound of a piano here?"
The steward leaned over to make way for his door, and the black eyes stared at Mo Yi tightly. There was no mood swing on his pale face, as if wearing a cold mask:
"I'm afraid you heard it wrong. The piano in this room has not been passive for a long time."
Mo Yi lowered her eyebrows slightly and replied calmly: "Is that ... it may be my hearing."
He and Wen Yi walked out of the side hall one after the other. The wide and warm corridor neutralized the cold temperature in the side hall. The icy atmosphere of the cemetery cellar was replaced by the sweet scent. .
Mo Yi took a few steps forward slowly, then seemed to suddenly think of something, and seemed to ask casually:
"By the way, do you know anyone in this house who can play the piano?"
The steward replied in a polite tone that was indistinguishable from the earlier: "Sorry, I don't know what's next."
Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and still didn't let go of the question, and asked further: "What about your employer? Willn't the de Klaus and his wife play the piano?"
The steward's cold and pale face had almost no change, and replied in a respectful and distant tone: "I'm very sorry, as a servant, you shouldn't discuss your employer arrogantly, and hope that the respected guests will understand."
His answer, like the copper wall and the iron wall, is not leaking, making it almost impossible to find the slightest mistakes and omissions.
Mo Yi nodded slightly, and stopped questioning:
"Okay, bother."
After speaking, he passed by the housekeeper, and followed Wen Wen along the long corridor in the same direction.
Before they were about to return to the lobby, Mo Yi turned his head subconsciously and looked behind him.
I saw the skinny but housekeeper still standing in place, watching Mo Yi and Wen Yan's back, the dull face melted into the darkness in the side hall, only vaguely seeing the side hall quietly open White cloth inside the door.
Seeing that he might not be able to return in a short time, Mo Yi slowly took a deep breath, and then stepped into the brightly lit hall. None of the exquisite marble statues and arched porches showed the wealth of the host.
This Claus House is obviously very large. Even if there are more than twenty players in it, it is still quiet as if they are only in them. They ca n’t hear the other people ’s movements. disturbed.
Mo Yi bowed his head, rubbing his knuckles absently, as if thinking about something.
Wen Yan stepped forward, stopped beside Mo Yi, and asked softly:
"What are you thinking?"
Mo Yi looked up at him and said thoughtfully: "When I asked the housekeeper if anyone would play the piano, he answered directly that he was unclear, but when I asked him if his master would play the piano, At the time, he said he couldn't argue against the master ... "
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow at him: "So?"
Mo Yi pursed his lips and said, word by word: "He could obviously use the same answer to fool me, but he didn't."
He stared at Wen Yan and said slowly, "Why?"
Wen Yan watched him quietly, without answering, and Mo Yi didn't care, just moved his eyes and subconsciously fell on the entrance of the corridor they had just left. The emotions in the dark eyes were unknown, and he hooked without trace Hook lips:
"……interesting."
Wen Yan's eyes slowly moved down, falling on the radian of the light lips of Mo Yi, a pair of light-colored eyes slightly darkened, and the raised throat knot moved slightly.
Mo Yi noticed Wen Yan's excessively hot gaze, retracted his gaze, and asked unknownly:
"what happened?"
Wen Yan turned his head momentarily and looked away concealed, pretending to say calmly: "... nothing, that's how you think ..."
Mo Yi raised an eyebrow: "Huh?"
There was still no extra expression on Wen Yan's face, but the tip of the ear was slightly red. He put his fist on his lips, coughed slightly, and said with a voice that was almost inaudible: "... Quite good looking."
Mo Yi did not expect Wen Wen to be so straightforward in the copy. The sudden praise made him a little bit ashamed. His skin was slightly warm, and he subconsciously replied: "... thank you."
It seemed to realize that his answer was a bit strange. Mo Yi paused, thinking about it, and then added a sentence with uncertainty:
"……You too?"
Wen Yan, Wen Yan's eyes widened slightly, turned his head to look at Mo Yi, the heat on his ears had spread to his cheeks, the pale face and the cold features seemed to come alive instantly, he ticked gently Lips, light-colored eyes stared at Mo Yi tightly: "Say it again."
Mo Yi unnaturally turned his head away and shifted the topic: "Are we not in that direction yet? Let's go there and see-"
Before he finished speaking, he strode in the direction he had just pointed, his haste was slightly messy.
The radian of Wen Yan's lips still showed no sign of disappearing, his eyes stared at Mo Yi's back, then stepped forward.
The couple searched the whole hall roughly for the next half hour, but found nothing but a better understanding of how luxurious this house is.
The huge and thick bell rang again, echoing in the empty and curved dome of the house, and struck a full eleven times.
When it was time to meet up with other players, Mo Yi and Wen Yi stopped searching without meaning, and other players also returned to the lobby one after another, meeting under the stairs.
The crowd gathered around for a simple self-introduction, and then began to aggregate the clues that each player found in the house. However, because the separation has not been long and the house is really outrageous, basically everyone has nothing particularly valuable.
Zhao Nan, the veteran player who proposed to move separately, glanced down at his wrist watch and said, "Now it's almost time for lunch as the housekeeper said. Good thing, so now we better go back to the room where we woke up and wait, then if there are no other arrangements, we will still gather here on this staircase, what do you say? "
His suggestions were reasonable and everyone nodded and agreed, and then they dispersed.
Mo Yi and Wen Yi also walked up the stairs. Immediately before the turn, Mo Yi's gaze unconsciously crossed the hall that was almost empty, and he paused for a moment.
Wen Yan, who was walking on the other side of him, stopped and turned to look at him.
Mo Yi frowned slowly, staring tightly at the two marble portraits with different action forms at the closed door—
I don't know why, he seemed to think that the faces of the two cold marble statues ... seemed to change directions?
He finally took a deep look at the two inanimate stone sculptures, then turned to look at Wen Yan, and whispered:
"It's okay, let's go."
The two walked up the stairs, and then walked towards the room where Mo Yi woke up along the previous path.
Mo Yi opened the door, and the familiar scene in the room came into view, but the wrinkles and traces on the soft and luxurious bed had disappeared without a trace, smooth like the windless surface of a lake It seemed that someone had come in to make the bed when he left.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and walked towards the room, followed by Wen Yan.
The door closed slowly behind them, blocking the faint yellowish candlelight in the hallway from the door and closing the silence inside.
Mo Yi walked to the frame where he found the note, and then stared at the dead woman in the oil painting quietly.
I don't know if it was his illusion ... He always felt that the thin bloodline on the pale neck of that woman seemed to be clear and distinct.
Just then, the door knocked softly—three soft and polite knocks.
Mo Yi went to the door and opened the door. There was no one at the door of the room. Only a silver tray was placed squarely at the door. The delicate small dishes and small bowls were covered with the same silver lid. Then there was a small note, which seemed to write something.
He looked around with a probe, silent in the long corridor, without any moving figures.
Mo Yi stooped to lift the tray, then turned back into the room.
He put the tray on the table, then reached for the small note on the tray—
On the light goose yellow note, the beautiful swashes were written in dark blue ink, and I saw:
"Dear guests, please take a nap after lunch. Mr. de Klaus and Mrs. de Klaus invite you to attend the afternoon tea at 3 pm."
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