Soon Lan Shuang discovered that there were more than one person's footsteps outside. Apart from the butler, the others should be servants.
They knocked on the doors again, starting from the beginning.
Lan Shuang was the first one to be knocked on the second floor. She quickly drank a sip of water to wash away the foam and spit it out. She opened the door with a circle of white foam on her face. "Is there something wrong?"
When the door opened, it was indeed the butler, followed by a row of servants, all expressionless, holding trays, each with a glass of milk.
Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows: "Xiao Baba, can you take a look at this milk? Is there anything wrong with it?"
888 checked it and said solemnly, "Host, this milk has been put with medicine that can make people sleep all night."
Lan Shuang thought to herself, as expected.
It's obvious that the weasel has no good intentions when it comes to paying New Year's greetings to the chicken.
The butler pulled at his facial muscles, as if he wanted to laugh, but his face was so expressionless that when he moved the corners of his mouth he looked like he was having a stroke.
Lan Shuang looked at him with a complicated expression.
The housekeeper didn't know what she was thinking. He took a glass of milk from the tray behind him and handed it to Lan Shuang. "My dear Sixth Miss, drinking a glass of milk at night will help you sleep better. It is very helpful for your physical development."
Lan Shuang lowered her eyes to look at the milky white milk and chuckled, "Really? Can it help me sleep better?"
Is it okay to sleep like this and never wake up?
"Of course." The housekeeper said confidently, "Drink your milk and go to bed. I wish you a sweet dream. Of course, don't walk around at night, otherwise you will be captured by the night-wandering devil. The gods will protect you in your room."
The butler said this meaningfully, then mechanically waved his hand at Lan Shuang and turned to leave.
Lan Shuang stood at the door and looked out. The housekeeper had already come to the next door, knocked on the door, and then repeated what he said to her. Then he knocked on the third door and used the same words again.
At this moment, Lan Shuang felt that he was no longer an NPC, but more like a clockwork puppet.
Lan Shuang looked at it for a few seconds and felt it was boring, so she turned around and took the milk back, closed the door, and leaned against it, thinking.
888 was puzzled: "Host, what are you thinking about?"
Lan Shuang held up the glass of milk and looked at it against the light. "Tell me, compared to the pills, is this more effective?"
888 nodded: "Yes."
Lan Shuang smiled, "Is that so..."
She put down the milk and went back to the bathroom to wash up.
After she finished washing her face, she came out and asked 888, "What time is it?"
888 whispered, "It's half past nine."
Lan Shuang nodded and said, "Let me know at ten o'clock."
She opened the closet and looked around, and found that the clothes here were of the right size and fit her perfectly, so she took out a set of light gray casual clothes. The upper body was a loose small V-neck short-sleeved top, and the lower body was loose gray shorts that reached the knees. It could be used as pajamas or worn out. It was soft and stretchy, and very suitable for wearing when doing things.
Lan Shuang changed her clothes, sat at the table, took out Miss Six's diary from the drawer and started reading.
There were so many things to do during the day and she was so busy that she almost forgot about this clue.
She turned to the previous page and continued reading. The content was mostly daily stuff, not very nutritious, and Lan Shuang felt drowsy after reading it.
However, when she turned to the next page, she narrowed her eyes.
"I don't like music, I don't like piano or violin, and my music teacher doesn't like me very much. He likes my third sister very much and always asks her to stay for a while after class."
Lan Shuang narrowed her eyes, Third sister?
Isn't that Jiang Lusheng's character? He seems to have a close relationship with the music teacher played by Liu Quan.
When he was a child, Xiaoliu wrote in a disorganized manner and just wrote whatever came to his mind.
The next page jumped to the eldest sister again.
"My eldest sister is so beautiful. My parents love her very much. I once heard them say that someone like my eldest sister will be very popular in the future and can't be sold off so easily."
"Is it mai? I'm not sure. I couldn't hear it clearly from a distance, and I don't know which word it was, but it should mean that the eldest sister is very popular, right?"
Number one is Li Weiyan. Lan Shuang was holding the diary, and suddenly thought of He Ping who broke into Li Weiyan's room, and suddenly felt a chill on her back.
"Beautiful", "popular", "selling"...
These words put together don't have a positive meaning no matter how you look at it.
Her expression gradually became serious.
Lan Shuang couldn't wait to turn to the next page. "Why does the housekeeper always bring us milk? I don't like the taste of milk, it's weird, so I closed the door and poured it out. But my father found out the next day and scolded me for being wasteful."
"Strange, how did Dad find out? Does he have X-ray vision?"
"X-ray vision is a very powerful special ability I saw on TV. Does dad have it too?"
This time the handwriting is obviously much clearer than before, and there is no pinyin. It may be because he is a little older. However, there are no dates written on these diaries, and Lan Shuang can't tell when they were written.
This was something she found very strange. Why wouldn't a normal person write in a diary without writing the date? Even if they occasionally forgot, they would at least write in a day or two, right? Why didn't Miss Six write in a single day?
Also, how did Dad find out that she poured out the milk?
X-ray vision is impossible, but...what if it's surveillance?
Lan Shuang stood up suddenly.
She looked around and finally understood why she always felt that something was out of place. It was a faint sense of being watched.
Putting down the diary in her hand, she raised her head as if to stretch, looked at the ceiling, then lowered her head inconspicuously to look at the carpet.
Finally, she yawned and said to herself, "I'm so sleepy, let's turn off the lights and go to bed."
She walked to the door and turned on the switch. Her eyes were particularly bright in the night. "Xiao Baba, check if there is a red dot of a camera here."
"OK."
After a few minutes, 888 suddenly became excited, "There really is a host, on top of the wardrobe, facing the bed."
Lan Shuang's heart trembled, "As expected."
She walked along the wall in the dark to the closet and gently opened the bathroom door. "Is there anything here?"
888 checked around, his voice trembling. "Yes, Host, it's on the mirror over the sink. How terrifying! What kind of family is this? Why would they install a camera in the bathroom?"
Installing it in the bedroom can be said to be a reluctant attempt by parents to control it too much, and it is a very reluctant one, but installing it in the bathroom is completely inexplicable.
Lan Shuang's heart was beating fast. She felt that she was getting close to a corner of the truth, but there was a layer of fog in between, making it impossible for her to see clearly.
After a long silence, she whispered, "Block these cameras."
"Okay host, but we'll be discovered."
Lan Shuang shook her head. "It doesn't matter. We'll talk about it once we find out. We just need to use special circumstances to force out the person hiding behind this."
"Okay." 888 agreed. The next moment, he said in a serious voice, "Both cameras are blocked."
Lan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and turned to turn on the light.
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