Lu Ning truly understood the "class status" difference between people with super powers. These people will not show any obvious disgust, and at most they will show some slight dissatisfaction in language. But the complete cold shoulder in action was very obvious, and Michael was unable to liven up the atmosphere in any way. The surgeon and the lady ignored their conversation and enjoyed the dessert that others had already finished in an elegant and slow manner.
If there really is a "chain of contempt", Han Xuezhi is obviously the last guest in the room. He is still in school, and he is probably invited here like Lu Ning by the invitation letter without any reason. Greeted warmly by people like Michael, he even soon reveals his ability - the ability to fold things like paper.
Michael never spared words of praise, but the others were much colder. Even Lu Ning didn't have anything to say. This ability is really good when used well, but this young man has obviously just mastered it, and there are many problems in the use of the ability. It was lacking. There were obvious creases on a table knife he used as a demonstration. Even if it was restored, its durability would probably be greatly reduced.
The first day at Hongmei Pavilion was spent like this. Apart from an entire mansion with superpowers, Lu Ning didn't find any external threats. She could only pay close attention to future guests.
On the 27th, four new guests checked in, which officially brought the number of guests in the mansion to ten, which was half of the number of invitees. However, when Lu Ning was enjoying breakfast in the living room the next day, she unexpectedly found a letter on the table with the same envelope as the invitation she had received before, but it was not sealed.
Apart from the servants, Lu Ning should be the first one to get up and go downstairs. This letter obviously has important significance. There is no signature or recipient on it. Lu Ning looked around and saw that since the servants did not put the letter away , perhaps indicating that the letter is for the guest?
She picked up the envelope and pulled out the letter paper inside.
This time it’s not the awkward words:
[Dear guests:
Thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to accept my invitation. This dance is not only my wish, but also a helpless move. There are reasons for this, and I can't explain it in detail to you. Please explain it to your guests who read this letter.
A total of twenty guests have been invited to this ball, but in fact, I will attend as one of the twenty guests and will not reveal my identity to you. Please don't worry about the next service. When you read it to the guests, the servants will continue to receive you according to the previous specifications.
All of you are superpowers that I have carefully prepared to invite. According to my estimation, at least 16 of the 20 people will participate in this dance. All preparations for the ball will be carried out by the servants. The only thing I need your help is to end the ball smoothly, and there will be a small gift after that. Only the following three rules must be followed:
No one can leave the Red Plum Pavilion by any means until the dance ends at 11pm on December 31st.
All guests living in the hotel cannot exchange rooms privately, and two people cannot sleep in the same room at night.
From nine o'clock in the morning on December 29th, until you leave after the dance, you will be guaranteed to have a blooming flower in your room. You can choose any from the greenhouse.
If the above conditions cannot be met, not only will my future be uncertain, but it will also affect the lives of you and even several servants.
Sincerely, the owner of Red Plum Hall. 】
Coming - this was Lu Ning's first reaction.
An extraordinary thing always has an opportunity to lead everything to an unusual beginning. In some cases, it is a sudden murder, but a strange letter is also a common beginning.
Lu Ning immediately found Manager Feng, showed him the letter, and told him to use any method to invite all the guests who had arrived to gather in the living room downstairs, and she would read the letter aloud. Manager Feng was also very reliable. It only took twenty minutes for the ten guests who had arrived to gather downstairs.
The four new guests are also easy to identify. One is a tall man who looks like he has been engaged in manual labor for a long time. He even came here wearing only a thin cotton-padded jacket. An old professor in his sixties with a kind attitude. His conversation at the dinner table yesterday was obviously more suitable for relaxing the atmosphere than Michael. A young girl who came with a violin on her back was a little embarrassed, but Lu Ning could often hear the sound of the violin when she passed by the door of her room. The last one is a pot-bellied businessman who looks like a boss. He can be said to have the most command over the servants. This is also due to the high professionalism of the servants led by Feng Yuanxi.
When Lu Ning gathered people together and read the letter, the businessman was the first to speak.
"What do you mean? In addition to meeting other outstanding superpowers, I am here because I am also curious about this master! From the looks of it, it has dragged us into trouble? And is our lives in danger? It’s so wrong! It’s so wrong!”
"I have something to ask the maid." The red-haired woman raised her finger and pointed at Qu Langyue, "The invitation was dictated by the master here. You wrote it, right? It's impossible for you not to know what the master is like, let alone to treat him like this. Don’t know anything about it.”
"We do know what the master looks like, but if the master changes his appearance... we won't be able to recognize him." Qu Langyue said, "One of the master's abilities is to change his appearance and voice. If he wants to hide it from us, , we have no way of knowing.”
The red-haired woman frowned and did not continue to ask.
But Mr. Zhou, the surgeon, spoke up: "Then let me first ask, who was the last person to leave the living room last night?"
"It's me," the old professor said. "I didn't sleep very much. I read here until about half past eleven before returning to the room last night. Of course, as for the servants..."
"Excluding servants. So, old gentleman, did you have this letter on the table when you left?" Mr. Zhou asked again.
"Of course not."
"In other words, the letter arrived on the table later. The envelope was the same as the one sent to us, but there was no text, stamps, or address. This letter could not have been sent here." Mr. Zhou glanced at it. Everyone asked, "Servants, who saw this letter this morning?"
"I cleaned the living room at six o'clock, and this letter was already here." Ye Yunmei said, "But we cannot open the master's envelope. This is the rule. The master's orders to us are always through text messages and the like. way to inform us that the envelope can only be sent to guests."
"Your master has a lot of rules." The music girl whispered.
"I promise that I have not opened the envelope, let alone read its contents."
"She didn't lie." The tall man suddenly said, "I can distinguish between truth and lies. She told the truth."
"Distinguish truth from lies? It is very convenient to have this ability." Mr. Zhou crossed his arms, "Now you servants only need to answer one question. Did you put this envelope here yesterday?"
"We have never done it." Feng Yuanxi said calmly.
Several other servants also gave the same answer in turn, and the tall man finally nodded and said: "It's all the truth, I'm sure."
"Okay." Mr. Zhou's eyes turned and fell on the guests.
"What do you mean?" The red-haired woman stared back, "This is not an interrogation room, and you are not a policeman. What do you want to do?"
"Nothing... I'm just a little dissatisfied with this master." Mr. Zhou's tone was unyielding.
It was about to start a quarrel when two people suddenly walked in from outside the gate.
"Ah, it seems like we came at the wrong time? We thought it was a happy dance."
With a lazy and relaxed voice, two people carrying suitcases walked into the house. Lu Ning immediately saw Tang Ling with a straight face, but the man next to her had a lazy look on his face, but he seemed to be someone Tang Ling respected. There were some clues from his steps and posture.
"Hello everyone, I, my humble servant, Meng Juan, received an invitation letter from the master here, so I took the liberty to attend. I didn't see the servant or master outside, so I came in without permission... Didn't I disturb you all?"
Qu Langyue hurriedly walked over: "It's rude to us for not being able to receive you. Can you two please let me see the invitation letter?"
Meng Juan took out the invitation letter from his pocket, handed it to Qu Langyue, and raised his lips: "The atmosphere seems to be very tense... Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Did you just come here?" Mr. Zhou asked.
"Of course, the cable car has just left." Meng Juan nodded, "The number of people... is quite a lot. Did I miss something? It's rare to attend a dance, but I still hope to have a good experience of life."
"We will serve you wholeheartedly." Feng Yuanxi said, "We just encountered a little unexpected situation now. If you are willing, I can explain it to you."
"I do need it." Meng Juan nodded, "Of course, I also suggest that you sit down and talk about this matter slowly. If anything happens, then find a solution. There is no rush."
A new person persuaded them, and everyone was obviously unhappy. Mr. Zhou didn't force it, he just snorted coldly, found a seat and sat down. Then Qu Langyue took Meng Juan and Tang Ling upstairs to choose a room. Feng Yuanxi also followed. He probably told them about the content of the letter here. His super memory ability can ensure that he can accurately convey the content of the letter word for word. .
Lu Ning's attitude was still indifferent. Something was going to happen at the Hongxue Dance, so it wouldn't hurt if more strange things happened. She didn't expect that the ability of that burly and tall man was actually lie detection. It seemed that the awakening of the ability really had nothing to do with what she was doing.
As for the identity of the owner, if you really want to find it, you should be able to find it. However, finding him may not change the current situation. Judging from the letter, the danger vaguely hinted by the owner has reached a level that even he cannot control. It is for this reason that the Red Snow Ball was held. Maybe there will be some kind of ceremony, maybe there will be a murder case, no matter what, Lu Ning's goal is just to ensure her own safety.
In the afternoon, three more guests arrived. But it wasn't until dinner that Lu Ning saw these three guests, two women, both urban white-collar workers, and one man, tall, handsome, and very talkative. When he introduced himself, he said he was a model.
In this way, the number of guests came to fifteen, which was only one short of the sixteen predicted in the letter. Tomorrow is the 28th, and starting from the 29th, flowers must be placed in the room. Gardener Jiang Ai promised that each guest's room would be provided with a pot of flowers, which they could choose from in the greenhouse. Many people came over after dinner that day.
Lu Ning was sitting in the living room, and the old professor was also there.
"Young man, is something okay?" The old professor asked when he saw Lu Ning sitting down opposite him but doing nothing.
"My name is Lu Ning, what do you call me Professor?"
"My surname is Xu, and my name is Xu Zhaojing. Judging from your age, you are still a student, right?" Professor Xu asked.
"Yes, I'm still studying in college."
"Very good. You are at the right age to absorb knowledge, and you have unusual abilities. If you expand your thinking, there will be no limit to what you can do in the future."
"Thank you, professor. I have some questions. Can the professor answer me?" Lu Ning said.
Professor Xu put the book in his hand aside and nodded.
"Professor, I would like to know what your abilities are, and what you think of that morning's letter?"
"Oh? There are so many people here, why are you asking me?"
"When I read out the contents of the letter in the morning, everyone's expressions were different, including surprise, fear, curiosity, worry... Even Mr. Zhou's hurried questions showed his inner uneasiness." Lu Ning said, "But Mr., your self-restraint skills seem to be good, at least I haven't noticed it."
Professor Xu laughed: "I see, you suspect that I am the 'master', right? Unfortunately, I am not. The ability I possess is [color synaesthesia], a combination of hearing, smell, taste, touch and even emotions. All kinds of things can be transformed into a color that only I can understand. The same is true for the content of that letter. When you read it, I can see the color of the writer's emotions, so when you start When I read it aloud, I actually had a rough idea of the possibilities."
"I see, your professor's ability is also very special."
"Even ordinary people have some similar talents. This ability is just extreme in me. I have always felt that superpowers are just people who completely exceed the boundaries of ordinary people in some aspects. Many superpowers also have weakened versions of records in reality, don’t they?”
"Indeed." Lu Ning nodded, "I'm sorry to doubt you, Professor."
"It doesn't matter. Doubt is a necessary part of development. Even if you are doing academic work, you still need a spirit of doubt. Ah, if you don't mind, I will continue reading this book."
"Please."
Lu Ning left the hall and walked upstairs. As soon as she arrived on the second floor, she saw Michael walking carefully to his room holding a pot of flowers.
