Jiang Lusheng looked in the direction of her finger, then looked back at the rose bush in front of them, confirming Lan Shuang's opinion, "It's indeed deeper this way."
He squatted down to see if there was anything different about the soil, but his sharp eyes caught sight of something blue.
"Wait—what is this?"
He stretched out his arm, adjusted the angle, carefully avoided the thorns of the rose, and hooked out a thumb-long piece of cloth from it.
"Is this scraped off clothes?" Lan Shuang also squatted down, and a very scary guess suddenly flashed through her mind. "Could there be a person buried here? I heard that using human flesh and blood as fertilizer for flowers will make the flowers bloom more beautiful."
Jiang Lusheng squinted at the small piece of cloth and whispered, "This possibility cannot be ruled out."
"What do we do now? Dig this place up?"
Lan Shuang looked around but found no tools.
"Were there any shovels or spades in the warehouse you entered earlier?"
Jiang Lusheng put the cloth in his pocket and nodded: "Yes, but it's locked in the cabinet. Let's go and take a look."
Both of them were brave and did what they said, and immediately turned back to the building.
A gust of wind blew by, and the roses swayed in the wind. The bright red petals fell on the dark soil and quickly disappeared.
…
"Click—" The doorknob of the warehouse opened as soon as it was turned. Lan Shuang felt a little puzzled. "Many things here are locked. They shouldn't be touched casually. If that's the case, why not just lock the warehouse as well?"
Jiang Lusheng shook his head: "Don't try to guess the thoughts of a group of non-humans."
Lan Shuang was amused by his serious tone, "That's right."
The light in the warehouse was dim and gray, but you could still see things.
Jiang Lusheng pointed to a nearly two-meter-long cabinet in the corner and said, "The gardening tools are all locked in here."
Lan Shuang frowned as she looked at the lock. "Why lock these tools when they should be locked?"
"I guess the key is in the housekeeper's hands." Jiang Lusheng said in a low voice.
Lan Shuang turned around to look at him. They stared at each other for a moment and shook their heads in unison: "Forget it, let's not call him. He'll probably just kick us out."
"That's what I thought." Jiang Lusheng turned and looked elsewhere, "See if there's any thin wire or something."
"Okay, I—ah!"
When Lan Shuang turned around, she saw a person standing at the door, staring at her with wide eyes.
If you are suddenly glared at like that, even the bravest person will be frightened.
Jiang Lusheng immediately retreated to Lan Shuang's side, took a step forward inconspicuously and stood in front of her. He looked coldly at the housekeeper's dead face and said impatiently, "What's the matter with you? Our class is over. Didn't they say we can't move around casually?"
Lan Shuang also stared at the housekeeper. 888 was curious: "Host, you are not afraid anymore? Why are you still glaring at him?"
"I don't glare at him, but he glares at me, so why can't I glare at him? It's already annoying to be so startled here, and he always provokes me like this. I can't let him think that I'm afraid of him."
888: "...That makes sense."
The housekeeper didn't know if he saw it or what, so he ignored Jiang Lusheng and just said, "The roses in the garden are Madam's favorite flowers. You can't touch them, otherwise Madam will be angry."
Lan Shuang frowned: "Even if we loosen the soil, it won't work?"
The butler's eyes were sharp, and he repeated mechanically, but his voice was a little higher, "The roses in the garden are the lady's favorite flowers. You can't touch them, otherwise the lady will be angry."
Jiang Lusheng turned around and looked at Lan Shuang, and whispered, "Something's wrong."
Lan Shuang nodded. Just as she was about to speak, the housekeeper suddenly yelled, "The roses in the garden are Madam's favorite flowers. You can't touch them, or Madam will be angry!"
The sound was so loud and deafening that Lan Shuang quickly covered her ears. "What the hell is going on?"
Seeing that the butler was about to step forward, his face began to turn red. Jiang Lusheng grabbed Lan Shuang's wrist, pushed the butler away with her, and ran out.
He ran all the way up the stairs, but the housekeeper didn't catch up with him. Jiang Lusheng then let go of his hand and stopped to catch his breath.
Lan Shuang leaned against the railing, her heart still pounding. "Did some hidden plot get triggered? Why did he suddenly become so abnormal?"
Jiang Lusheng shook his head: "I don't know, maybe there is something wrong with that rose bush, but it's not time to unlock it yet, so we can't touch it."
"It seems like this clue has to be put aside for now." Lan Shuang stroked her long hair depressedly, "My ears are still a little uncomfortable now."
"Let me rub it for you." Jiang Lusheng came over and pinched her earlobe and shook it.
“Ding Dong——”
Suddenly, music sounded in the manor. Lan Shuang immediately raised her hand to stop Jiang Lusheng's action and listened attentively.
"It's nap time. Ladies, please return to your rooms as soon as possible. A regular sleep schedule is good for your health."
This was the butler's voice. The man who had been screaming like crazy just now instantly returned to normal, speaking in a very gentle tone.
But after experiencing this contrast, Lan Shuang only felt a chill on her back.
"Ladies, please return to your rooms as soon as possible and do not linger outside. I am coming up to check."
When Lan Shuang heard this, she immediately grabbed Jiang Lusheng’s hand and went upstairs.
"Forget it, we'll talk about the clues later. Let's go back to the room first, otherwise I don't know what kind of trouble will happen next."
"Okay, be careful."
"Um."
Lan Shuang and Jiang Lusheng parted ways on the second floor. Lan Shuang returned to her room, and Jiang Lusheng went up to the third floor.
The moment Lan Shuang opened the door, she suddenly noticed a prying gaze.
She paused, turned around suddenly, but found nothing.
This agrees with what Wen Qingqing said. Could it be "her" again?
Lan Shuang stood there for a while, and that feeling did not appear again. She pursed her lips, pushed open the door and entered the bedroom.
After turning on the light, the room became bright again and it wasn't so scary.
Lan Shuang looked at the carpet and fell into deep thought. After a few minutes, the light suddenly flashed and went out.
Slow and heavy footsteps were heard outside the door.
"It's nap time. Let me see which naughty lady hasn't gone to bed yet."
Lan Shuang immediately took off her shoes and lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover herself, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep for a second.
888 also covered his mouth, not daring to make a sound, staring at the screen closely. The next moment, the footsteps stopped at the door.
888 called out in a low and urgent voice: "Host, host, he's here!"
Lan Shuang: "Calm down, he's just at the door, he didn't come in."
“Click—”
The door opened.
888: “!!!”
Lan Shuang: “…”
Is there anything wrong?
The footsteps gradually approached the bed. Lan Shuang was as steady as a rock, breathing steadily, without any flaws.
She clearly felt that there was someone standing at the head of the bed, and his cold gaze was fixed on her face, as if observing whether she was really asleep.
After a long while, the gaze shifted away. "Ah—what a good boy! This is how you please others."
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