"...Trouble." Fu Bao muttered in a low voice.
They stepped into the entrance hall and entered the spacious living room. It was obviously a magnificent mansion, but it felt like a mental hospital or a haunted house. The surrounding windows were covered with curtains, and only a few standing lamps with gentle light were placed in the corners. Under the light, everyone's shadows were stretched out.
For a moment, no one spoke. Fu Bao and He Xiaohe were observing the surroundings, and the atmosphere suddenly seemed a bit depressing.
A burst of piano sound suddenly broke the silence, ding ding ding, a few simple high notes repeated repeatedly, the rhythm was monotonous.
"Who is playing the piano?" He Xiaohe asked curiously.
"It's...Yuan." Mr. Lin showed a wry smile.
"If you can play the piano, then your condition should be fine, right?" Some ghost stories you have seen in movies or heard since childhood don't all say that people haunted by ghosts are extremely abnormal. Since you can play the piano, it may not have anything to do with supernatural beings at all.
Fu Bao remained silent, looking in a certain direction instinctively.
The left side of the hall led to a long corridor. There were some rooms on the corridor, and the sound of the piano came from there. At the same time, he also felt something wrong.
"Take me to see it."
"Please follow me." Mr. Lin sighed again, led the two of them into the corridor, and then stopped in front of the white door at the end of the corridor.
The thick white wooden door with exquisite carvings exuded an elegant atmosphere, but in Fu Bao's eyes, there was a strange black air flowing on the door, like poisonous snakes spitting out messages, warning people not to approach.
He raised the corners of his mouth. The darker the place, the more comfortable he became. He became interested in what he was going to face next.
Pushing open the white door, there is a large piano room inside, but what is strange is that the walls are covered with posters. The posters are so large that it is impossible not to notice.
When he saw the human-sized poster, He Xiaohe said "oh" and said, "It's a beautiful angel."
"What angel?" Mr. Lin and Fu Bao both looked puzzled.
He Xiaohe couldn't help but feel proud.
As expected, men don't understand this kind of thing, not even her boss, which shows that her assistant is quite useful.
"Beautiful Angels are the spokespersons of a medical beauty and weight loss organization. Some are celebrities, some are amateurs, in short they are all very beautiful beauties with good figures. After they successfully lose weight in the "Beauty Bible", they will endorse the activities of the "Beauty Bible", which is equivalent to He is a living sign and very popular~" He Xiaohe briefly explained, "Nowadays many girls want to be beautiful angels." It was about losing weight again. Fu Bao thought of He Xiaohe's previous theory and decided not to answer, lest she start nagging again.
His eyes fell on the large poster. All seven girls had "S"-shaped figures with thin waists and long legs. He had no idea whether they looked good or not. But... "What's going on with that?"
He pointed to the upper part of the poster. The heads of those beautiful angels had been dug out and replaced by another thing. However, there was not enough light in the piano room, so he could not tell what it was right away.
He Xiaohe stepped forward, took out his cell phone and took a picture - in the blank space where the head was dug out, there were several smaller pictures of a girl with a sweet smile. Fu Bao and He Xiaohe, who had read the file, immediately recognized that person. It's Lin Yu'an.
"Ha, I've done something like this before. I used photo editing software to attach my head to a model's body. It looks like I have a devilish figure..." He Xiaohe smiled and didn't find it strange at all.
But as she was talking, she suddenly felt a chill, and a slight wind blew on the back of her neck, as if... someone was clinging to her back!
She turned around suddenly and saw a messy long hair and an extremely pale and thin face with deeply sunken eye sockets.
"Ah!" She couldn't help but scream loudly and backed away repeatedly. Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost is out!
Both Fu Bao and Mr. Lin were startled by her. Mr. Lin quickly said: "Miss He, she is Yu'an. It's okay. It's okay."
Is it Lin Yuan?
He Xiaohe comforted her chest, she was frightened to death, why did this girl make no sound when she walked.
A white dress looked baggy on Lin Yuan. Fu Bao frowned and looked at her. The data showed that she was 168 centimeters tall and weighed 50 kilograms. The girl in the photo smiled sweetly, and the skin on her face looked very elastic and complex. Not bad, but the person in front of him was as thin as an African refugee, with sunken cheeks, skinny limbs, and even his hair was dull.
The point is, her body is shrouded in a strange gray color, so gray that it's almost black. The yin energy on her body is very heavy, as if she is about to expire.
"Yuan, Yu'an, don't be afraid, they are daddy's friends." Mr. Lin stepped forward and hugged his daughter, patting her back to comfort her.
But He Xiaohe didn't feel that Lin Yuan was afraid at all, because Lin Yuan looked straight at her, a bit like glaring at her.
She was being stared at in a creepy way. Lin Yuan's eyes were very strange. He was distracted at one moment and extremely focused at the next. How should I describe this feeling... He was like a mentally ill patient, making people worry that she would suddenly have an attack at some point.
Fu Bao also noticed something strange about Lin Yuan. His eyes flickered back and forth between He Xiaohe and Lin Yuan, huh?
He suddenly noticed something strange.
"Xiaohe, come here." He Xiaohe came back to his senses and walked towards him quickly.
Sure enough.
Fu Bao nodded.
Lin Yuan was still staring in that direction, and there were only posters on the wall.
Lin Yuan Want to lose weight or become more beautiful? "She...is always like this now." Mr. Lin said sadly.
Lin Yu'an stared at the poster for a while, then broke away from his father's arms, returned to the piano, sat down to play, but the monotonous sound was still the same.
"Yu An plays the piano very well, but now she can only play such tunes. I really... don't know what happened to her." Mr. Lin looked at his only daughter, his heart aching and almost breaking.
"It'll be fine. My boss can definitely solve this small case." He Xiaohe couldn't bear to see this kind father so depressed and quickly comforted him.
Fu Bao resisted the urge to glare at her, what kind of guarantee could this woman make at will? Who is the boss?
Hee hee hee……
A burst of faint laughter caught his attention. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and then stopped on Lin Yuan's right side.
The piano is placed in front of a floor-to-ceiling window. If the sunlight shines in during the day and falls on the girl playing the piano, it will definitely form a beautiful picture. But now, the curtains are tightly closed.
But the curtains are moving!
It wasn't that it was blown by the wind, but - a certain part of the fabric slowly protruded forward, and one after another, something popped up in several places. They were... faces!
From the fabric covering the three-dimensional facial features, to the entire face clearly "growing" out of the curtains.
Ah, it's piano time.
The pale man's face, his eyes glowing green, uttered unintelligible words.
You haven't eaten yet. You must be hungry, right?
The old woman, whose face was as wrinkled as the mottled wall, stretched out her long tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, staring greedily at Lin Yu'an.
The face closest to Lin Yu'an was a strange iron-grey color, and the pupils were completely white, which made people shudder.
He let out a scary laugh, hee hee hee... Go eat quickly, don't be hungry, you have to eat more to grow up quickly.
There are so many ghosts here?
No wonder he felt that this place had a strong negative energy.
Fu Bao frowned. There must have been a major accident in this villa. Otherwise, it would be impossible for so many ghosts to gather in a place where people live.
Fu Bao took a step forward and stared at the faces on the curtains. Are they the main cause of Lin Yu'an's strange behavior?
But what does it mean to eat more when you are hungry?
After comforting Mr. Lin, He Xiaohe was about to go over and observe Lin Yuan's condition carefully. When he turned his head, he almost screamed again.
Seeing Fu Bao's look, she quickly covered her mouth, tremblingly moved to his side, and pulled the hem of his clothes with her trembling hands.
"How, how come there are so many..." She didn't dare to say that word, for fear that it would attract the attention of ghosts.
Fu Bao shook his head, motioned her to look away, turned to Mr. Lin, and asked, "How long has your daughter not eaten? Is she anorexic?"
Glancing at his daughter sitting in front of the piano, Mr. Lin shook his head, "No. She has been eating, and eating a lot."
