Chapter 16: .Family of three (seven)

Yuanrong almost laughed out loud.
It took about an hour for this meal. When the silent lunch ended, the three silently watched the servant retreat. The "sister" took Lu Cong up to the second floor, and began to communicate only after her back disappeared.
An Qi handed the diary that Yuan Rong found to the fat man while Lu Cong was away, and told him all the conjectures.
Seeing the two trust him, the fat man said excitedly: "Is there an impression of the candlestick in the hands of the "rabbit"? He has been holding it since last night's dinner, breakfast, and lunch. Even at night, candles were still burning during the day, this It should be a reminder: I suspect it is eternal candle oil."
An Qi nodded: "Try to get it to try." She looked around left and right, rushed to the stool where "Sister" sat, and rummaged carefully. Fortunately, the maid didn't clean it. Although the two long black hairs were disgusted, Angel still carefully put them in the storage room. She unfolded the kraft paper, and all the materials on it were only "eternal candle oil", which could be made.
An Qi asked the fat man again: "Do you have any clue about the "basement"?"
Fatty and Yuanrong looked at each other and shook their heads: "We've searched the carpet in the guest room to make sure it's not there."
"Are you in the kitchen?" An Qi frowned. "When I was looking for materials with Yuanrong, I didn't see the kitchen suspected of leading to the basement. Is it possible that the entrance is outside...?"
Thinking of the stone road they circulated outside, she couldn't help but look pale.
But Yuan Rong said hesitantly: "I have an idea."
He took out a piece of note paper and a pen to signal the two to come together: "Remember the structure of each floor up and down? You said that the three maid rooms on the right side of the first floor are particularly small, and just above this, the two on the right side of the third floor The rooms are very spacious. Do you think that the small maid room on the first floor is unreasonable?"
"But three to two..."
The fat man wiped the sweat on his head: "I think this is really unreasonable." He looked at the suspicious An Qi and explained, "You haven't been to those three maid's rooms, it's really too small The whole room has a bed, bedside table, and desk. Our rooms are still suites, bedrooms, and bathrooms. The width of the two rooms is enough for four or five maid rooms."
Yuan Rong concluded: "In a world that cannot be explained by common sense, the house can not use the ideal image, and there must be a hidden room."
An Qi accepted this statement and continued to infer: "Indeed, normal horror games have to hide one or two rooms. Since there is no entrance to the maid's room, it may be in the hallway, hall, or after the paintings; if not, It may be outdoors." She glanced at the original face, and then at the fat man, and sighed: "Now we are three people, do you think it is a separate action, or together?"
Yuan Rong pursed her lips, looking like she kept talking, but the fat man said it all.
An Qi nodded: "Let's do it together. I don't mean to doubt anyone, but if someone orders, I'm afraid that something will happen."
The three quietly walked to the maid room on the right side behind the lobby on the first floor.
When he went to the kitchen yesterday, Yuan Rong did not notice that there were several paintings hanging sporadically on the corridor wall. I thought that the Lycott mansion should be a painting by a famous artist, or an antique treasure. If you look carefully in the dim light, it is just a beginner level.
Angel also paid attention to the oil painting and stopped to check.
"The level of painting, hey, is not as good as my junior high school cousin." Xing is thinking of his relatives who are still alive, and An Qi's face sinks, don't think about it, "This kind of decorative painting hanging here, there must be a deep meaning ."
The corridor is dim and dilapidated, bright and bright, and the hall under the light of the ambiguous chandelier is like two worlds. The painting is hanging here, which can be said to be dark.
The first two are portraits, one is a young woman with flowers in the garden; the other is a young man sitting on a bench with a slightly stiff expression. A portrait of a two-person portrait of a middle-aged man sitting in an armchair with a dull and sad expression. Although the middle-aged woman standing behind her smiles, she cannot conceal the sorrow between her eyes. The last one is a teenager about Mo, with a birthday cake in front of him, a few dolls in hand, and his eyes closed to make a wish.
"The Lycotts...?" The fat man pointed out one by one. "Sister, brother, deceased parents, and Esther. Could this be a clue?"
An Qi has a weird sense of indecision: "Who do you think painted it?"
There is no signature on the painting. However, judging from the tender painting skills, these pictures are from the same person.
Yuanrong and the fat man looked at each other, and the more they thought, the more weird they felt.
"If the author is one of the Lycotts, there must be a self-portrait among them. But both "sister" and "brother" are full of sad faces, and I don't think the self-portrait will make myself so unbearable."
"Do you think the author is Esther?" Yuan Rong carefully looked at the last birthday banquet picture. There was no one except the teenager with his eyes closed to make a wish. "Why didn't the birthday dinner picture draw people attending the banquet? If Want to express hilarity and happiness, shouldn't there be a crowd to set off?"
Angie scratched her hair and walked anxiously forward: "Think about it later, our top priority is to find the entrance to the basement!"
There is not much time left, Rao is sane and calm like Angel, and he does not notice that he is getting irritable.
Yeah, no matter how calm people are, they are just ordinary people who cherish their lives.
The three servant rooms were all covered up, and it was only after Yuan Rong and An Qi saw them that they realized that the fat man did not exaggerate the facts.
This room is too...small. The wooden house, which was in disrepair, was not well-lit, and the whole room was covered with a false door in the hallway. You could feel the musty smell and cold moisture in the corridor. Inside, there is a narrow single bed, an old bedside table, and a narrow desk. The three furniture are close together. If you want to bend over to look at the bottom of the bed, you have to be careful not to touch the table.
It looks like the bright and bright rooms upstairs are not the products of a century.
The Lycott family really doesn't treat servants as people...
Nevertheless, the two could only lip their lips and carefully tried to find a hidden exit.
As the fat man said, the end of the third servant room is the end of the corridor. The dark gold wallpaper on the wall spreads here, accumulating a thick layer of putty, which does not seem to have a middle end. The fat man caught the wind on the stairs of the first floor. Yuan Rong and An Qi quickly searched up and down. The ground seam had to be read carefully several times, but there was no clue.
"It's impossible," An Qi twisted her hands anxiously. "From this area, there must be a room."
She banged the wall at the end of the hallway, and the sound came from the hollow, and asked her conjecture.
"Go outside and see."
The three did not stay and quickly walked outside.
Passing the oil painting on the gallery, the strange feeling in my original heart.
The teenager on the last "Birthday Dinner" oil painting has a slightly curly black hair, his eyes closed happily and excitedly, not knowing what he wished for. The dolls around looked like dinosaurs and tigers. It was recalled that the original room was seen by the upstairs entertainment room. It was Alex Lecott, his elder brother. It seemed that at that time the family was happy. There is no one on the picture.
A conjecture came to mind.
Until Angel urged, Yuan Rong would catch up.
On both sides of the stone road, there are bald grasses that have been withered for a long time. Seasonal trees such as sycamore are planted sporadically. It was winter and the sky was already dark. The three of them carefully bypassed the front of the mansion and reached the flank.
"This is..." Rao was Angel, and could not help but be surprised. I saw a tall small window opened on the side wing wall, covered with a thick layer of gray, and the inside was dark and dull, and I couldn't see anything. And, surprisingly, iron fences erected inside and outside the small window.
Fat man is a cold war, he should be a power person, like ordinary people wear a lot, not cold-resistant. And Angel is only a sports suit, thin but physical strength is different from ordinary people, should be a deity.
Among the three, the fattest person was the tallest. He found a big stone from a distance, stepped on it to visit, and tried to watch for a long time, but he didn't see the reason.
"The punishment room," An Qi analyzed, "Many nobles in Europe in the old century have this, used to punish slaves." To the panic of the fat man, she couldn't help but laugh: "What are you afraid of, now you pay attention to human rights, not long ago At that time, it was very common to buy and sell black slaves. Noble families have few black slaves. Others think you are different. Compared to this, let's find the basement entrance."
The three laughed a little, even though the cold wind wailed, it didn't seem to be so depressed, and searched the basement entrance around the periphery.
But it turned out to be counterproductive until the dusk approached, and the blood-red sunset glow infested the entire horizon, and there was no clue.
The fat man rubbed his cold hands red, his feet numb, and he didn't complain. The atmosphere that was gradually silent was as silent as hope.
An Qi said "impossible" and "impossible" in her mouth, and the mad demon was gradually moving away. Seeing that the figure would sink into the depths of the forest, she couldn't see the original appearance and pulled her back. The girl's stubborn face was stained with a trace of sadness, the remaining time was approaching, the psychological pressure was increasing, and her thin body was cold all over.
A stiff footstep was getting closer and closer, and the three of them turned back vigilantly, which was actually a doll dog and a doll bear.
Only the mechanical sound sounded intermittently: "Late-meal-time is up-please, follow me-come."
A group of people stepped back on the fallen leaves and withered branches and slowly went back, but heard a "slap" sound, very subtle, but there were some abnormalities in the broken leaves. An Qi subconsciously lowered her head and found a small paper ball on the ground, she looked up. Pick up the two dolls with no intention of staying at the front. She unfolded and saw only one sentence above.
"After dinner, come outside."
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