Of course, whether it was a ghost disguised as York standing here and the real Martha arrived, or a ghost disguised as Martha standing here and the real York arrived, both possibilities were close to zero.

Martha and York really wanted to find him, but they wouldn't act alone and let the ghost take advantage of them without being noticed.

Therefore, a greater possibility emerged.

Yu Xing slowly crouched down and looked outside through the crack in the door.

The light in the corridor was still on, and a pair of slippers were parked outside the door, just one pair.

They were a pair of deep brown shoes, with the toe pointing towards Yu Xing's eyes, very close to the door.

It was easy to imagine that the person outside was almost sticking to the door, and as soon as the door opened, they would be face to face with Yu Xing.

Martha's voice was still echoing, "Brother Roy, are you still in bed? Get up quickly!"

Get up, Brother Roy.

Are you inside, Roy?

Yu Xing stood up straight and gained an understanding of Mr. Brown's patience - Mr. Brown had been standing at his door for three hours!

He was really persistent and unexpected.

The disguised voice was exactly the same as York and Martha's, and he didn't even notice it. Therefore, one of Mr. Brown's abilities was to imitate other people's voices.

Yu Xing carefully considered whether Mr. Brown was human, but before that, he imagined a scene of a middle-aged man speaking in a loli voice and calling him Brother Roy... Oh well.

Well, let's open the door. He would know the answer once he opened it.

These three hours had passed, and he no longer felt that opening the door was a matter of life or death.

Because there was only one Mr. Brown, but there were three deductionists. It was unlikely that Mr. Brown had been targeting him from the beginning without putting any pressure on the other two, which was too absurd.

So he leaned towards the idea that after opening the door, there would either be a fight or a plot.

"Roy?"

Yu Xing replied, "I'm here."

Outside the door, "York" breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought something happened to you. Come out quickly, we need to take action."

"Martha" also said, "Brother Roy! It's so good to see that you're okay!"

The visual impact was even stronger now.

Yu Xing picked up the silver cane and opened the door, taking a step back.

Outside the door, a tall figure of about 1.8 meters stood before him.

Because of the backlight, Yu Xing squinted his eyes slightly to see the figure clearly.

1.8 meters wasn't considered very tall, but the reason why he described the person as tall was because this guy... was too muscular.

A face filled with pain, frustration, and hysteria was written on his disheveled face. Wrapped in pajamas, his whole body seemed swollen, and his large size was intimidating.

"Mr. Brown." Yu Xing greeted calmly.

"Who are you!" Mr. Brown shouted in Lolita's voice, "Why are you in my house!"

Yu Xing: "..."

This scene was indeed horrifying, at a level of mental pollution.

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Seeing that he didn't speak, Mr. Brown angrily rushed towards him, his voice returning to the hoarse male voice at 8 o'clock, "I knew there was a stranger in my house! Leave quickly, get out of my house! Otherwise, my wife will... my wife will..."

The big guy grabbed Yu Xing's pajama collar and dragged him out of the room, throwing him into the corridor.

Although he allowed Mr. Brown to throw him because he wanted to get out of the restricted position, Yu Xing still touched the painful spot where he was hit and made a mental note of Mr. Brown.

He asked, "What will your wife do?"

Could it be that Mr. Brown had a conscience and didn't want to harm others, so he was locked in the room by Mrs. Brown?

"My wife will definitely kill me!" Mr. Brown roared, "She's mentally ill. When she sees you, she will definitely accuse me of cheating and she will kill me!"

Yu Xing: Oh, I was overthinking.

But what does "cheating" mean?

Mr. Brown looked crazy and insane. He could stand quietly for three hours, but at first glance, he looked like an exploded powder keg.

Seizing the opportunity, Yu Xing asked, "Is your wife mentally ill?"

Coincidentally, the corridor light flickered twice as soon as Yu Xing spoke.

"You insulted her! She heard it!" Mr. Brown suddenly trembled, his eyes filled with fear, "Oh no, I insulted her first. I'm finished, I'm finished. She will definitely kill me..."

Yu Xing: Can't communicate.

"She heard it... She heard it..." Mr. Brown continued to mutter, and the corridor light went out with a sizzle as he muttered - it was dark just like Yu Xing's room.

Yu Xing stood in the darkness, wanting to see how crazy Mr. Brown could be.

After trembling for a while, Mr. Brown rushed towards him again, "I have to kill you before she sees you, and that little devil Susan, she can't see you either, she will tattle on me! If I kill you, I won't be misunderstood, hehehe..."

Yu Xing remembered the layout of the surroundings and skillfully avoided him. He found that this big guy's movements were clumsy, and he wasn't intimidating even in the dark. "Why are you speaking so loudly? Aren't you afraid of attracting Mrs. Brown?"

After hearing this, Mr. Brown stopped his movements.

But soon, he extended his fist to punch Yu Xing, "She's with Susan now, coaxing the little devil to sleep. She won't come up. This is my only chance. You can't let her see you..."

Mr. Brown was afraid of his wife and called his daughter Susan a little devil?Had Mrs. Brown once taken some cruel measures against Mr. Brown for his "infidelity", measures cruel enough to leave lasting trauma?

Yu Xing remembered the key point, his silver-capped cane swiftly lashing out at Mr. Brown's hand.

He didn't aim for Mr. Brown's head, fearing that with his own strength, he might accidentally blow the man's head off, which would be quite the spectacle.

From their brief interaction, Yu Xing felt that Mr. Brown was a living person—a mad one at that.

"Ah!" His hand bent backward from the blow, Mr. Brown looked at him with terrified eyes, "You're a devil, you're a devil too!"

Yu Xing moved his cane slightly, causing Mr. Brown to shrink back.

Following the madman's train of thought, he deliberately provoked him: "You can't kill me. When your wife comes up, she's going to kill you. What are you going to do?"

Mr. Brown's face grew increasingly hysterical: "I, I, I don't want to die! I have one more way! Hahaha, I'm going to catch that little devil Susan, take her as a hostage, then my wife won't dare to kill me!"

After saying this, he took heavy steps and ran downstairs.

Yu Xing: ...He runs pretty fast.

From the feel of it, Mr. Brown was a physical entity, a living person, not very difficult to deal with. It was just his constantly changing voice that was unexpected and creepy.

Yu Xing didn't chase after him, looking at the pitch-black, empty corridor, he knew it was time to explore elsewhere.

He didn't follow Mr. Brown downstairs. York and Martha were downstairs, so nothing major should happen.

Moreover, if Mr. Brown went downstairs to find Susan, then Mrs. Brown would definitely protect Susan. Angel was also downstairs, which meant that on the entire second floor, apart from him and possibly Angel, there was no one else.

What a great opportunity!

He gripped his silver-capped cane and walked towards Mr. and Mrs. Brown's room. The door was not even closed, so he entered easily.

A dull, rushing sound reached his ears.

There was a light in Mr. Brown's room. Yu Xing tried to switch it on, and indeed, it lit up.

This room also had windows that the guest rooms didn't have. Thick curtains covered them tightly, but Yu Xing could tell that the rushing sound was coming from outside the window.

It was raining.

It sounded like a downpour.

If it continued, he, York, and Martha, the three travelers, wouldn't be able to leave Orlan Town tomorrow and would have to stay at the Browns' for another day.

He had guessed that the duration of this Deduction wouldn't be just one day when he saw the updated main task: "Survive the night without being killed by the Specter".

The Browns' house held many secrets. Their task was not just to survive, but to investigate. In that case, two days were the minimum.

In this house, they hadn't even set foot in the small study or the attic. The information was too scarce, not enough to complete the task.

These speculations, though complex, were just fleeting thoughts in Yu Xing's mind. After confirming the rain, he began to survey the room's layout.

Yu Xing: I suddenly feel like I shouldn't have come in.

The room was full of oil paintings.

Apart from the bed and wardrobe, the room was almost filled with oil paintings. Even where to step required careful consideration.

Numerous large and small oil paintings were framed. The girls and women in them were all sitting quietly. Most of them had blonde hair, looking beautiful but lifeless.

Various painting tools that Yu Xing was familiar with were scattered around the frames. It seemed that at least one of the Browns was a painter.

Considering that Mrs. Brown had to do housework and entertain guests, while Mr. Brown stayed in his room, the painter was likely Mr. Brown.

However, Yu Xing didn't have the leisure to observe more. Because the moment he saw this scene, all the women in the oil paintings turned to look at him.

There were so many "people in the paintings" here!

Yu Xing: "Excuse me for the intrusion, I'll take my leave."

His ninety health points were not enough for each person in the painting to take a hit.

Although he knew he wouldn't die, he had a main task. If he failed, even if he didn't die, he would probably suffer a great loss.

This room, the Deductionist couldn't enter now.

He felt that he had gotten the order wrong. So, before the people in the paintings could all come out, he quickly exited the room, closed the door, and ran to Angel's door.

People in the paintings were afraid of dolls. This was his guess, but it should be correct. So, to search Mr. and Mrs. Brown's room, he must bring some dolls in to keep the situation under control. At the same time, he had to find a way not to be killed by the dolls.

And the one in his room calling for its mother—probably one doll couldn't handle so many people in the paintings.

The most mysterious person in the entire villa was the eldest daughter, Angel. Up to now, Yu Xing couldn't be sure whether this person was at home or not.

Mrs. Brown said she was out, but the fake Susan, released by who knows who, indirectly told him that Angel was at home.

Just in time, he needed to confirm this.

He took a piece of wire from the top of his silver-capped cane—this was something he had pulled out from the lampshade in his room, just in case.

A wire, a must-have for lock picking when going out.

He inserted the wire into Angel's door lock, and in no time, the door was unlocked.

Yu Xing pushed the door open a crack and peeked inside.