When I returned to the room, it was already 3:30 in the morning.
Qin Nuo sat down, his face showing a hint of fatigue.
He was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked over to open the box again.
The dead cat inside still had no breath, its soft white fur fell off bit by bit, and the stench became worse and worse.
It doesn't look like he's asleep now.
Judging from the saliva at the corners of its mouth, the black mud in its claws, and other signs of struggle, it can be seen that the white cat experienced considerable pain before its death.
"Suicide by internal poisoning?"
Qin Nuo pondered, shook his head, closed the box, and went back to the bed to lie down.
With his hands behind his head, Qin Nuo looked at the ceiling for a long time. He gradually felt sleepy, so he closed his eyes and decided not to think about these headaches.
"How can you still sleep like this?" asked the blood-eyed ghost.
"The clues are limited, and I can only make rough guesses. I might as well get some sleep. I believe that more clues will automatically appear in front of me tomorrow."
Qin Nuo said this and fell asleep.
…
In the early morning, the house was filled with fog and looked a little hazy.
I heard some fragmentary sounds.
Qin Nuo slowly opened his eyes and saw a beautiful figure sitting in front of the table.
When Qin Nuo woke up in the morning, his consciousness was very vague. He saw the beautiful figure clearly. It was Lingxiang. She was still wearing the thin pajamas, and the curve of her back was still beautiful.
She sat in front of a makeup mirror, constantly applying the foundation on it onto her face.
On the plate beside her was a hot breakfast.
Qin Nuo sat up and hummed twice.
"Are you awake?"
Lingxiang heard the noise and turned around to look at Qin Nuo, but when she remembered her own face, she quickly turned back.
But she didn't know that from Qin Nuo's perspective, he could see her face almost completely through the mirror.
Even though the bruises were covered with foundation, they were still noticeable. They were new injuries and much more serious than when Qin Nuo saw her yesterday.
"Sorry, I have something urgent to do and I don't want to wake you up, so..."
Qin Nuo scratched his fluffy hair and said, "I should be embarrassed. After all, this is your room."
After a moment of silence, Qin Nuo asked, "Was the wound on your face caused by that guy again?"
Ling Xiang didn't turn her head, but reached out to cover the mirror and said, "Some things you just have to get used to... For me, I've become numb."
"Is it because of me?" Even though she didn't say it, Qin Nuo probably knew the reason.
"I've prepared breakfast for you, eat it while it's hot."
"I'm going out first because of something."
As she spoke, she stood up and walked towards the door.
But when she reached the door, she stopped, biting her lips lightly, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Um, did you go out last night?"
Qin Nuo got out of bed, put on his shoes, and said, "I went out and entered the man's room. I also saw the so-called demon you mentioned."
Lingxiang's pretty face changed noticeably, and then she asked, "Are you okay?"
Qin Nuo shrugged, stood up, walked to the table, and didn't care that he hadn't brushed his teeth. He picked up a sausage with a fork and started eating. It was just a game anyway, so why bother with so much?
"It was a close call. I ran away, and the demon was chasing me. A kind-hearted beautiful sister pulled me into her room, and I escaped."
Qin Nuo took the last bite of the sausage and started eating the pasta with an unknown sauce. As he ate, he said, "She said her name was Youting."
Lingxiang blinked, her expression changing as she said in surprise, "Youting, she's most afraid of that demon. How could she actually drag you into her room?"
"You obviously don't know each other."
Qin Nuo jokingly said, "Maybe it's because I'm too handsome?"
This joke didn't make Lingxiang smile at all, but instead made the atmosphere a little dull.
She didn't know what she was thinking, her eyes grew dimmer, and she said, "After breakfast, I'll clean up. I'll be out first."
After saying that, he closed the door and left.
Qin Nuo chewed the food in his mouth, blinked his eyes, and continued to eat with his head down, because this breakfast was really good.
After breakfast, Qin Nuo did not stay in the room. He got up and walked out of the room.
At this time, almost all the girls were up, and some were cooking and cleaning in the living room.
Looking at it this way, it seems that we cannot help but envy that guy. His nine wives are virtuous and beautiful. He is simply a winner in life. It's a pity that his methods are despicable.
Qin Nuo saw You Ting.
The latter was wiping the tables and chairs with a towel. When she saw Qin Nuo, a look of joy appeared on her pretty face, but then she was afraid and did not dare to show it.
There were footsteps in the corridor. An ugly man came out. He was shirtless, with a dark and rough upper body and thick hair. He was only wearing a pair of shorts. He sat at the dining table and enjoyed the sumptuous breakfast prepared for him by his wives.
"Guest, how did you sleep last night? You seemed very energetic this morning, so you must have had a good sleep, right?"
Qin Nuo nodded slightly: "Very good."
"Did you really just sleep and not wander out of the room?"
The ugly man looked up and stared at Qin Nuo with a half-smile.
Qin Nuo's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "Now that you mentioned that, I seem to have remembered something. I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I came out to drink a glass of water and get some fresh air."
The ugly man still had that intriguing look on his face, and sneered, "Actually, I had a dream last night."
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