Su Xiaocao cried so hard that she began to wipe her tears, shrugging her shoulders and sobbing: "What should I do? I can't remember what happened next.
I only remember those women in cheongsam dancing, and the second young master holding my hand in the middle of the dance floor..."
"A friendly reminder, you are going to the second young master's room, not a dance hall. There will be no dance floor in the room." Su Qingyu broke her fantasy ruthlessly.
Su Xiaocao's cognition was greatly affected last night.
The fact that she is back normally now shows that not much blue drink was added to the red drink. Zhao Zhili just wanted to temporarily confuse her and did not want to kill her.
The three young masters in the Governor's Mansion all have secrets hidden in their bodies.
The next day, Su Xiaocao went to Zhao Zhili with dark circles under her eyes to ask for justice. She pulled Su Qingyu and asked Su Qingyu to accompany her.
When they came to the second young master's room, the second young master was blindfolded and playing a little game of catch.
There were seven or eight women sitting in various places in the room. They were wearing heavy makeup and disheveled hair, like lifeless plastic models.
Youyou tugged on Su Qingyu's sleeve and reminded her: "Master, the second young master's pollution has worsened. Don't go in."
"Yeah." Su Qingyu touched Youyou's head.
In the room, the blindfolded second young master Zhao Zhili touched a dummy. The dummy suddenly stood up in a fixed pattern, twisted its neck in a weird posture, folded its limbs in opposite directions, and turned its left eyeball. , without moving his right eyeball, he stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Zhao Zhili's arm.
Su Xiaocao was about to go in to settle the score with Zhao Zhili. When he saw this scene, he stopped at the door of the room.
"Are those things people?"
"She looks human but not human." Su Qingyu took her arm, "Don't enter the room, just call the second young master out."
"Okay." Su Xiaocao stood at the door and called the second young master.
Zhao Zhili let go of the dummy. The dummy seemed to have lost its life after leaving Zhao Zhili's touch, and fell to the ground like a pile of parts.
He took off his blindfold and when he saw the person coming, he raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of surprise: "Miss Su, Miss Su, why do you want to visit me today?"
Su Xiaocao glanced at the dummy in his room with some fear.
Last night, Su Xiaocao remembered that these people were real people.
Among them, the mannequin with its legs draped around her neck held her hand and danced last night.
Zhao Zhili explained gently: "Don't be afraid. I was playing a puppet show just now. These are puppets with silk threads attached to their bodies. The silk threads go all the way to the second floor and are controlled by the puppeteer."
The ceiling is tight, where is the gap?
Youyou stood next to Su Qingyu, and these were all his remaining tricks.
When he used silk threads to control the leader of the Red Apple Circus, the leader's body was hollowed out. He could not only control the behavior of the puppets, but also imitate the characters' speech.
In Youyou's eyes, these dummies are just trivial.
"Master, it's fake."
"I know."
"Fake? What fake?" Su Xiaocao often heard Su Qingyu talking to the little boy wearing clown makeup. According to the suicide note left by his father, the clown should be a guard, but Su Xiaocao felt that it didn't look like it.
She felt that her sister Su Xiaoyu was closer to the clown than to her sister.
Su Qingyu changed the subject: "It's nothing, eldest sister, don't forget the business of this trip."
"Yes! Business is important!" Su Xiaocao clenched her fists tightly. Seeing that Zhao Zhili looked completely unaware, she became even more angry. "I want to ask you, what happened last night? Did you say anything about it?" Something I didn’t do well?”
"Last night?" Zhao Zhili looked confused, "Last night I was hungover in a hotel outside the city and I didn't see Miss Su."
Su Xiaocao's eyes widened slightly, and she said in disbelief: "But you clearly invited me here last night, and you also said that you fell in love with me at first sight and wanted to marry me..."
Zhao Zhili chuckled lightly, looked Su Xiaocao up and down, and said in a frivolous tone: "Miss Su, the whole Ping An City knows that I am not a lover."
"Then these red marks on my body..."
"Miss Su, you may be acclimatized and have a skin disease. There is a medical clinic in Ping'an City. If you need to see a doctor, I can give you money."
The two confronted each other, and Zhao Zhili insisted that he was not at the Governor's Mansion last night.
"You!" Su Xiaocao bit her lower lip gently, her eyes red, "When I find the evidence, I will definitely seek justice from you."
After saying that, Su Xiaocao covered her eyes and ran away.
While resting in the room at night, Su Qingyu discovered that Su Xiaocao had been humming in pain during the night. She was sweating coldly all over her body. The red marks on her body not only did not fade away, but turned into purple-red bruises.
"Sister, wake up."
Su Xiaocao was dazed and murmuring, with a strange smile on her face.
Su Qingyu shook her and found that her whole body was hot and her fever was not going away.
She touched Su Xiaocao's skin and found that her body was like plasticine. When she pressed it, not only did it not rebound, but the purple-red bruises became more serious.
These marks are not the traces left by the clouds and rain in Wushan at all, but the newly grown corpse spots.
"The pollution has gotten worse. If I don't follow the B-level customs clearance rules and take my family to leave Ping An City before the birthday banquet, the Su family may be polluted."
"Yes, it tastes just right now, but if it is stored for a while, it will taste old." Youyou looked regretful.
"Are you hungry?" Su Qingyu wiped the cold sweat from Su Xiaocao's forehead on the bed, "Don't eat the key dungeon characters."
Youyou shook his head, and the bell on his hat jingled. He looked at Su Qingyu, his eyes shining: "Eat less, more flavor. I would rather eat well than be full."
Youyou painted clown heads on all the rooms of the three young masters in the Governor's Mansion.
He told Su Qingyu truthfully: "Master, the eldest young master went out carrying meat, the third young master left the room with a gun, and the second young master invited your mother to the room. Are we going to stop him?"
"Come on, let's go to the second young master's room. The birthday party hasn't started yet. We can't let him finish eating everyone in the Su family."
At night, Su Qingyu came to Zhao Zhili's residence again.
His mother was not in his room.
Zhao Zhili was sitting on the sofa waiting for Su Qingyu. When he saw Su Qingyu, he changed his usual frivolous and exaggerated expression, closed the door and said to Su Qingyu: "Miss Su, I knew you would come to see me tonight. .
You must have noticed something strange about Miss Su, right?
One thing I have always wanted to tell you is that all your family members were actually dead the night before yesterday.
I saw your family's bodies in the basement with my own eyes. "
