When Yu Xing entered the game, it was in the afternoon. After being delayed at the police station for a while, he and his two teammates took half an hour to reach the ancient villa at the northernmost part of the town.

Just this, it consumed 15 points of his stamina, and now he only had 70 points of stamina left.

At this time, the sky was darkening, and the air pressure was dropping. York said that there would probably be a heavy rain later.

Standing at the entrance of Brown's house, Yu Xing carefully observed the old building that he had never seen in reality.

This villa was in a very authentic English style. The dark red brick walls added a touch of elegance and antiquity to it, making people unable to help but wonder what bloody past was hidden in the unknown history.

The villa was not tall, with three floors. The top floor was very small, equivalent to an attic, and not suitable for living.

A separate small garden was built in front of the villa. When Yu Xing looked inside from the iron gate, he found that the plants in the small garden were lush, with clusters of roses, roses, and lilies blooming, but they were all growing wild without any signs of artificial care.

This villa was very conspicuous and not difficult to find. However, they were always stopped by the townspeople along the way, who would explain the strangeness of Brown's house.

Martha looked at the surroundings and whispered, "Brown's family is quite wealthy. They bought such a big house as soon as they arrived."

York smiled, "It's alright."

Yu Xing had been communicating with them along the way. Both of them had good personalities... at least they were good when they were normal. Now, he took the opportunity before entering to say to the two of them, "Let's make it clear in advance. If there really is a ghost inside, I'll rely on you guys. As a weak detective with no ghost-binding power, I'm very easy to die."

"Enmmm..." Martha glanced at him suspiciously.

Everyone present was a fox, so why are you pretending to be a little white rabbit? Your performance in front of Lucia has already exposed you!

And York, she looks particularly normal, but her woman's sixth sense has always been telling her that "this guy is definitely not a good person!"

Martha touched the twin tails that reached her elbows and felt that she had been paired with two abnormal men.

She immediately said, "Then I have to say too, I'm scared. Every time I exorcise, I hide behind and throw talismans. After going in, I hope you two brothers will take care of me."

Yu Xing pressed down the brim of his hat and chuckled in response.

York touched her head, just like an older brother taking care of his younger sister, "Of course, you're so cute, we will definitely take good care of you~"

Yu Xing frowned imperceptibly.

This lingering tone sounds so familiar.

Oh, right, he usually uses this tone to tease others before doing something.

At this time, York had long forgotten where she had thrown the blood-stained black robe. She stood by the door and pointed to the wooden sign hanging on it.

"There's information here."

The sign was hung a bit high, and Martha couldn't see it. The two who had just promised to take care of her didn't even bother to read the words on the sign for her. She could only roll her eyes in her heart and silently curse that men are all big idiots. Then she tiptoed and looked up.

It was written in English on it. After silently reading the content once, she translated it into Chinese:

"Welcome every guest who has come from afar. We will receive you with the most beautiful affairs and guide the beautiful souls to rest here with songs. We pray that God will give you endless sweet dreams."

Yu Xing naturally saw it too. He memorized a few key words in his mind and reached out to press the doorbell of Brown's house.

This doorbell was not that old, it should have been installed later.

As soon as the doorbell rang, a figure pushed open the wooden door of the villa and walked out gracefully.

It was a middle-aged woman in a light yellow chiffon dress, about forty-five years old. After she came out, she looked around and quickly locked her gaze on the three strangers outside.

She seemed surprised for a moment, and then a vivid and polite expression appeared on her face. She opened the gate very warmly.

"Hello, this is Brown's house." The woman's gaze swept over the three people, and there was a hint of doubt in her words, "Who are you...?"

Whether it was from the descriptions of the townspeople, or the information and files provided by Lucia, the woman in front of them matched the identity of Mrs. Brown, the mistress of Brown's house. So, Yu Xing took off his hat and bowed, "Hello, Mrs. Brown, my name is Roy."

"Nice to meet you, I'm York."

"I'm Martha."

After the teammates introduced themselves, Yu Xing sighed, "We are travelers from out of town. We have been playing here for half a day and were about to leave when we found that it was about to rain."

He innocently pointed to the darkening sky and the gathering dark clouds, "And it's getting late. We heard that your family is very hospitable, so we wanted to ask if my companions and I could stay at your house for a day?"

"Welcome to you all. My family loves lively guests. Please come in."

Mrs. Brown agreed without hesitation and led the three of them through the middle of the garden and directly into the villa.

A gust of wind blew through, carrying the smell of soil and something else.

...

According to the information provided by Lucia, the Brown family had a total of five members: Mr. Brown, Mrs. Brown, and their three children, the eldest daughter Angel, the second son Alex, and the youngest daughter Susan.

The oldest, Angel, was twenty-one years old and unmarried. Alex was eighteen years old, and the youngest daughter Susan had just turned fifteen.

They didn't have any servants in their house because even though the house was big, they were just an ordinary family without any proud social status. Therefore, there were only five NPCs or bosses in the villa.

Why was it always Mrs. Brown who came out to greet the guests? Where did Mr. Brown go?

Yu Xing followed behind Mrs. Brown, looking at the hem of her skirt, and quietly remembered his doubts.

In any case, he would find the answers in this house.Mrs. Brown opened the door opposite the villa, and the hinges on the inside of the door swayed with her movements, mixing with the creaking sound of the main door.

A warm feeling unique to a fireplace rushed towards them, mixed with the crisp sound of a music box. Two children were sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading.

To call them children was not quite appropriate. One was a boy and the other was a girl, eighteen and fifteen years old respectively. The former was already an adult, while the latter... might be a bit older than Martha.

The hall was exquisitely decorated. When Yu Xing stepped in, he felt as if he had traveled back to the Middle Ages. A red velvet square carpet was laid on one side, and the floor was clean. Unlike the garden outside, it was clear that someone regularly cleaned the house.

Several oil paintings hung on the wall, all depicting figures, but the content was similar. They were all portraits of sitting girls.

These paintings made Yu Xing feel uncomfortable.

Now was not the best time to observe the oil paintings. Yu Xing glanced around and was surprised to see a fireplace on one side of the living room, which was burning at an inappropriate time. After spending half a day in town, he judged that it should be autumn now, and it was definitely not cold.

Alex and Susan seemed accustomed to the presence of guests. Susan looked up and glanced at the three of them. When she saw Martha, she paused for a moment, then lowered her head and flipped through the book.

Alex didn't even greet them, he just said softly, "Susan, your music box is too noisy."

"Alright, Alex." Susan pouted and turned off the rotating princess music box on the coffee table.

Yu Xing casually glanced around and then looked at the fireplace.

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The fire in the fireplace was strong, and the firewood crackled and burst, creating a hallucinatory yet real atmosphere, bringing him a burning sensation.

Mrs. Brown followed his gaze and smiled, "I'm sorry, my husband is ill and needs to stay in a warm environment all the time. If you feel hot, you can take off your coats."

"Alright, madam."

Yu Xing hung his suit jacket and hat on the coat rack by the door and walked towards the sofa naturally. He heard York, who had also hung his coat, ask Mrs. Brown, "Forgive me for being presumptuous, but what happened to Mr. Brown's health?"

It seemed impolite to ask such a question at the first meeting, but the curiosity of an ordinary guest made it unnecessary to get angry.

Mrs. Brown, thinking that her husband would come down for dinner, didn't have anything to hide and showed a forced smile, "My husband fell seriously ill recently. The doctor said it might not be curable, so we respected his wishes and brought him back home from the hospital. His body can't tolerate the cold, so I have to light the fireplace all year round."

In this way, it seemed that the Browns had an explanation for not going out.

"I'm sorry to hear that, but your love for your husband is truly touching." York's hair was long enough to tie into a bun at the back of his head, and a few strands of bangs on both sides of his cheeks were slightly curled. His 3:7 bangs almost covered his eyelids.

His tall and straight figure was very superior, and when he spoke with Mrs. Brown in a foreign accent, he exuded a sense of nobility.

Yu Xing's peripheral vision lingered on York for a while. He didn't feel it before, but now that he heard York speak, he inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere recently.

But if he had really met York before, with the aura of the other party, he couldn't have no impression. So, the familiar voice was probably just an illusion.

"You can sit for a while, I'll arrange the rooms for you. By the way, what is the relationship between the three of you?" Mrs. Brown's footsteps, which had already stepped out, paused, and her gaze shifted between Yu Xing, York, and Martha.

Yu Xing seemed to see various combinations of relationships between the three of them in her eyes.

Right, in England, anything is possible.

Martha came in with a big bag and carefully identified everyone once she entered. She didn't find anyone who looked particularly like a ghost, so she breathed a sigh of relief and focused on Mrs. Brown's question.

Of course, it's a handsome guy! I want both of them!

Even if he's a handsome guy with a weird fetish, I still want him!

"I..."

York caught the excitement in Martha's eyes and realized that she might say something outrageous. He placed one hand on Martha's head and coughed lightly with the other hand covering his mouth, stifling the words she hadn't said yet. "Ahem, Roy and I are good friends, and Martha is my sister."

After letting go, Martha felt a cool breeze on her head, especially cold.

It's really strange. Is it still cold in the fireplace room? Maybe York gave me a warning!

Martha was very clever. She rubbed her cool head.

Tch, sister is just a sister.

Mrs. Brown went to tidy up the guest rooms.

While the other two were making a fuss, Yu Xing had already walked to the side of the sofa and had a few conversations with Susan.

"Hi, I'm Roy. I'll be bothering you at your house tonight. What's your name? How old are you?" Yu Xing, with his devilish face, used the gentlest tone to communicate with Susan.

Susan was no longer a simple child. Fifteen years old was the age of adolescence, and children nowadays knew a lot. If you spoke to her in a tone of coaxing a child, she might secretly curse you as an idiot.

So Yu Xing treated Susan as an adult.

"I'm Susan, fifteen years old." Susan stared at Yu Xing with her amber eyes, then suddenly shyly covered her face. "No bother at all, really."

Yu Xing: "..." The child has reached the age of puberty.

He didn't expect Susan to be shy towards him, so he had to step back a bit and give Susan a chance to buffer.

As his gaze shifted, it landed on the music box on the coffee table.

There was a bow-tied winding key behind the music box, and a princess-like girl sat on the circular base.The girl was dressed in a dreamy fashion, with layers upon layers of pink cake-like dress, intricate crown and braided hair. The only thing that caught Yu Xing's attention was that she was sitting.

Sitting again.

Just like the oil paintings on the walls of the hall, the poses were almost identical.

Actually, there was nothing wrong with sitting, and there was nothing wrong with just looking at the music box. He was just too sensitive, sensitive enough to notice at a glance where the sense of incongruity came from - the girls in the paintings, who should have been modeled after real people, were as quiet and rigid as dolls.

Thinking of this, Yu Xing couldn't help but look up, making eye contact with one of the girls in the oil paintings on the wall.

Ah, eye contact.

Yu Xing smiled at the girl.

He remembered that when he looked just now, this quiet girl with blonde hair and a black dress was looking at the cat in her arms.