(Modify later) "This is only good for you. If I don't go back, my companions will come over." The abstract man said again.
"You're right to remind me, I have to clean it with detergent to prevent any marks on my body." Xu Huo said deliberately.
Abstract people are silent.
Xu Huo knew he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he put away the picture frame, applied a facial mask, called a car and left the hotel.
The contouring mask covered his face as if it were nothing. His facial features had not changed significantly, but looking in the mirror, it looked different from his previous face. It was very natural and ordinary.
The driver reacted calmly to his sudden change of appearance, confirmed that he had walked out of the room, and then dutifully drove the car.
After the car left the hotel, Xu Huo got off the car not far from the ancient city. He walked around the street a few times and made sure no one was following him before taking the car to Rose Flower Castle.
In just one day, the matter at Rose Flower Castle was almost settled. The police found a few human bones and some stolen goods and left the place. They must have gotten angry with the Law Enforcement Department, so the castle was lifted from the blockade.
Crossing the garden, Xu Huo also picked a yellow rose and walked to the castle door and knocked on the door.
It was still Mr. Dong who opened the door, but this time there was no servant to pick up the clothes, and he was the only one left in the castle.
"I'm here to visit the owner here," he said.
"Sir has passed away, and now there is no owner of this castle." Mr. Dong's expression did not change, and he answered his words in ventriloquism, "But you can live here temporarily."
As he spoke, he came to take the flowers and umbrella from his hand.
Xu Huo only gave him the flowers, and the castle returned to the way he saw it for the first time, with no traces of burning or electric shocks left in the hall.
"Did Hu Shan leave too?"
"She was fired." Mr. Dong replied briefly, then paused and said, "Do you need to prepare dinner? The chef resigned. The food I cooked didn't taste very good."
"Are there any ready-made ingredients? I can cook." Xu Huo suddenly became interested.
Mr. Dong didn't care too much about this. He didn't dissuade him and wasn't surprised. He took him directly to the kitchen.
"Every tool is brand new." Mr. Dong said.
Xu Huo nodded, rolled up his sleeves and made a simple fried rice for two people.
He invited Mr. Dong to eat together, but Mr. Dong said no, and then stood upright next to the dining table with a towel.
Xu Huo quickly finished his share, and when he took the second plate, he asked: "The castle has been searched all over. Have you found Mr. He's body?"
Mr. Dong is the dungeon boss, and he has absolute control over the castle. He can even control the building to devour players. The fake He Pu should not be able to hide He Pu's body.
"Perhaps Mr. He's body is not in the hands of fake He Pu."
Mr. Dong remained unfazed, "Mr. Dong is just a passer-by here. You don't have to worry about finding him again after he leaves."
After hearing this, Xu Huo had a feeling that this was indeed the case. Mr. Dong did not regard Zhen Hepu's death and his body as seriously as normal people.
"Will this castle continue to be used as a dungeon venue?" he asked again.
"No." Mr. Dong said, "If the wanted criminal is caught, no more people will die in the castle."
"You inherited this castle?"
"I'm just the housekeeper."
"Then what will happen to this castle in the future?"
"Waiting for the heir."
"If this castle is auctioned, can I buy it?"
"Can."
The question only received a brief answer, but Xu Huo paused and then asked: "Did Mr. He leave a will?"
"Yes." Mr. Dong replied.
This answer is not too surprising. He Pu can collect so many props, so he should not be easily killed by a music player. He is a person full of secrets, and it is not surprising that he has arrangements for the people and things around him.
Since there is a will, the castle will not be auctioned.
Having finished the second plate of fried rice, Xu Huo took out his lighter and lit a cigarette he brought from District 014, and asked casually: "Does Mr. He have any relatives in District 011?"
"I don't know." Mr. Dong took away the plates and carefully wiped the already clean tabletop with a towel.
The huge castle, the warm yellow lights, and a mute butler busily shuttled around.
Xu Huo looked in the restaurant for a while and then went to the second floor. I don't know if it was Mr. Dong's bad taste, but it was still the same room he stayed in the first night, but everything in the room had been changed.
"What is the characteristic you are using?" Xu Huo put his hand on the vase with flowers, "It can make objects go back in time."
"Static retrospection." Mr. Dong said as he was arranging his brand new bath towel.
"Can't work on living things?"
"cannot."
"Can't you restore the original form of the object?"
"No, I can only keep my appearance." Mr. Dong said a few more words and added: "Mr. Xu, please rest early."
Xu Huo nodded.
Before dawn the next day, he went to the third floor. The room where the fake Hope lived and the music room next to it had been remodeled. It was obvious that Mr. Dong disliked him very much. The original things and decorations were not left at all.
The study was still a study, so he walked in and continued to read the notes left by Hope.
Mr. Dong brought him breakfast and then left silently. Xu Huo read his notes for a while and then looked up out of the window and found that Mr. Dong had gone to the garden maze.
The garden maze at the back was set on fire by him, and the burned roses could not come back to life. Mr. Dong was cleaning up the remaining plants and planting new ones.
Xu Huo suddenly felt a little pain in his face, and the facial mask peeled off automatically, but it was like scraping off a layer of skin on his face. After the pain, his face swelled up, and his cheeks felt like they were stuffed with buns. Drinking self-healing agent didn't help either. He had to go to the bathroom and apply cold water.
When it was almost noon, Mr. Dong came to bring him lunch. After seeing his face, he brought some swelling ointment. Although the swelling was not reduced, at least the pain was gone.
He stayed in the study that day. During this period, Ran Ying contacted him once, but he did not answer. Instead, he sent a text message to express that he was inconvenient right now.
Ran Ying invited him to dinner again.
This time Xu Huo pushed it, saying bluntly that he was short of money and it was shameful to ask girls to dig into their pockets.
Ran Ying sent a video message. She had just taken a bath. She was wrapped in a short and narrow bathrobe and was wiping her hair. She said, "If you are short of money, may I introduce you to a job?"
"You're not joining the law enforcement department, are you?"
"Although your player level is not high, it is no problem for you to be a back-office worker. Our salary here is high. If you work for only half a month, you can afford to treat me to dinner."
The last sentence had a mocking tone. Xu Huo did not answer the question directly, but replied "I have something."
He's more interested in gaming government bases than law enforcement.
But don’t be in a hurry.
Compared with breakfast and lunch, dinner is much more sumptuous. Mr. Dong also said: "The new chef has started to work."
