【You opened Angel's door, stamina -5】

After knowing the system prompt, Yu Xing was used to it.

He took a look inside.

Oh, there's really no one.

The room was quiet, and Yu Xing walked in carefully, turned around and closed the door, and wedged his cane in the door crack.

Hmm, this is something he learned from Zhao Yijiu.

He turned on the light and didn't find any figures or dolls in the room, so he relaxed and admired the furnishings in the room.

Angel should be a very particular girl.

Her room was clean, not cute, but elegant, with deep colors that didn't look old-fashioned. Some decorations of little girls added a touch of liveliness to the room.

Angel's room also had windows, with the curtains drawn. Yu Xing walked up and lifted the curtains, looking at the pouring rain outside.

At night, everything in the distance was blurry, the outlines of the buildings were faint, as if they were painted on.

The garden outside the house was overgrown with weeds, and the beautiful flowers lost the sunlight, turning into darkness, swaying for survival in the rain.

Yu Xing silently withdrew his gaze. Without wasting much time, he started searching for clues in Angel's room.

The current relationship of this family is a bit strange. He felt that he should be able to find some physical clues to help the deductionist obtain the plot.

Soon, he found a book under Angel's bed.

A book titled "Doll Making Manual".

【You found the "Doll Making Manual", stamina -10】

Holding the dusty book, Yu Xing roughly flipped through the manual.

It really is a basic doll making tutorial, teaching the sewing of cloth dolls, the assembly of wooden puppets, and some more exquisite doll making methods.

When he flipped to the middle, a page fell out.

Yu Xing picked up the bookmark and unsurprisingly saw words written on it.

A series of English words, written very delicately.

Yu Xing translated the words on the bookmark: "I like making dolls. Only when facing dolls can I not feel lonely, and temporarily forget the potential threats from my mother, father, and myself."

Mother, father, and herself?

Mrs. Brown's problem is really big. Up until now, Yu Xing has always felt that Mrs. Brown is the one in control of the Brown family.

Mr. Brown fears Mrs. Brown and Susan.

But Angel's writing doesn't mention Susan, instead it includes Mr. Brown and herself.

He continued searching. The clues were not in obvious places. After half a day, he finally noticed that the wallpaper at the corner of the bed didn't match elsewhere. It protruded slightly and couldn't be seen with the naked eye.

He touched it and indeed found a fitting seam. Following the seam, he uncovered a folded piece of paper.

【You found Angel's confession, stamina -10】

After taking it out, he could see brown marks on the back of the paper.

"Did the ink smudge?" Yu Xing carefully flattened the paper, but his eyes were filled with blood-written words - "I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy..."

At the end of the page of blood-written words, several exclamation marks displayed the writer's inner restlessness. After identifying the handwriting, Yu Xing confirmed that it was written by Angel.

Does Angel have symptoms of madness? Then where is she now... As he investigated, Yu Xing's questions grew more and more.

But he welcomed these questions because the emergence of questions meant an increase in information. When the information reached a certain level and connected together, the final problem would be solved.

Every person in the Brown family has many doubts, and even conflicts with each other. However, they still maintain a forced harmony in front of outsiders.

Yu Xing smiled. It's really interesting.

Just then, he faintly heard some commotion downstairs, a man's shouting mixed with something else.

Hmm... it should be Mr. Brown going crazy.

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After searching Angel's room thoroughly and not finding anything else, Yu Xing decisively put away the bookmark and paper, intending to leave.

Yu Xing held his cane and peeked his head out of the room. The commotion on the first floor became clearer. He had the intuition that the first floor was lively. Just as he was about to go and take a look, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

He immediately left Angel's room, closed the door, and walked a few steps towards the stairs, pretending to accidentally run into the person coming up...

"Bang!"

A small figure collided solidly with Yu Xing's chest. Yu Xing and the figure both took a step back, and he immediately grabbed the figure that was about to fall backwards.

"Ah ah ah, who is it!!!" The girl's scream echoed in Yu Xing's ears. He recognized Susan's voice and calmly said, "It's me, Roy."

"Roy?" Susan's scream stopped, "You, you have to save me! My father wants to kill me!"As soon as the voice fell, Mr. Brown, who was burly, chased after them. Following behind were probably York and Martha, who were just joining in the fun. Behind them was Mrs. Brown, who was weak, and Eric, who was slow.

Yu Xing: "This is quite a scene."

He didn't avoid anyone when he said this, and everyone heard it. Susan hid behind Yu Xing, holding onto his clothes with one hand and tightly gripping her music box with the other, trembling.

Martha rolled her eyes and said as she ran, "Of course, Roy, stop him!"

York laughed.

Yu Xing roughly guessed what was going on and nodded, pushing Susan back.

The silver-capped cane tapped on the floor, and Mr. Brown, with a fierce and evil look on his face, suddenly stopped and trembled.

"It's you again! It's you!" Mr. Brown pointed at Yu Xing, too scared to approach.

It still hurt from being hit by the cane earlier.

"Mr. Roy!" Mrs. Brown behind him shouted, "My husband has a chance of going crazy every night. Please help me lock him in the room."

"Let's do it together." York caught up and restrained Mr. Brown, giving a signal to Yu Xing.

It was amazing that even though the second-floor corridor was pitch black, Yu Xing still saw the signal.

He silently cooperated with York to restrain Mr. Brown, who was howling, "I'm going to die, she's going to kill me!" Mrs. Brown, panting, opened the door and pushed her husband into the room.

"Peng!"

The door closed, and everything returned to calm.

Mr. Brown seemed to calm down as soon as he was behind the door. Mrs. Brown wiped the sweat from her face and pulled Susan, who was behind Yu Xing, into a tight embrace. "Good girl, don't be afraid."

"Mom." Susan's tone was flat as she accepted her mother's comfort.

"I'm sorry, it's all Mom's fault." Mrs. Brown almost cried in fear, and Yu Xing raised an eyebrow as he watched.

Eric finally walked over. He looked at Susan disdainfully, then glanced expressionlessly at Mrs. Brown, and snorted, "All troublesome ghosts."

However, no one paid attention to Eric's attitude. Mrs. Brown hugged her daughter, looking scared.

"Madam, have you taken him to the hospital for his condition?" Seeing that the mother and daughter couldn't calm down for a while, York intervened.

Only then did Mrs. Brown look at the three unexpected guests in the house. "Yes, I have. The doctor said there's nothing we can do, we can only wait for him to get better on his own. He doesn't act like this during the day, only goes crazy at night. It wouldn't have happened if he hadn't run out tonight... Did we scare you?"

Martha was the first to speak up. "It scared me to death!"

While Mrs. Brown was telling Susan a story in her bedroom, Martha and York quietly left the room to investigate the villa. But as soon as they reached the hallway, a big figure rushed down.

She was already nervous and afraid of being discovered, and this scare almost frightened her to death.

Fortunately, the big figure rushed into Susan's room, and Susan screamed from inside.

She guessed that the plot had arrived, so she followed behind York and rushed in. She saw Susan being protected by Mrs. Brown, while the big figure apologized and reached out to grab Susan.

When Susan saw her and York, she got off the bed and ran towards them. York wrestled with the big figure for a while, and then...

Martha saw it with her own eyes. York deliberately created an opening for the big figure, allowing the big figure to rush towards Susan.

"Stop him! He's my husband, he's gone mad!" Mrs. Brown shouted at that time.

After playing "Eagle Catches Chickens" in the hallway for a while, Susan ran upstairs, and the people who chased after her met Roy in the corridor.

Martha leaned close to Yu Xing's ear and briefly explained the situation. Yu Xing understood.

It was almost what he had expected. If he didn't open the door, this plot wouldn't have happened, because Mrs. Brown, who had finished putting Susan to sleep, would have taken her husband, who had been standing outside someone else's door for hours, back to their room.

Choosing to open the door had the risk of being beaten to death by Mr. Brown, but if they survived, they would get Mr. Brown's evaluation of his wife and daughter.

A "farce" hidden with cruelty and murder ended with everyone unharmed. Mrs. Brown apologized again, soothed Susan to go back to sleep, and then went into her own room to "restrain" her mad husband.

Yu Xing could imagine the kind of painful punishment Mr. Brown would suffer if Mrs. Brown was a specter.

Eric looked at the three deductionists who had moved from the second-floor corridor to the hall and sneered, "Hmph, aren't you afraid?"

York smiled like a neighborly older brother and asked, "Afraid of what?""Aren't you afraid of all the lunatics in our house?" Alex's mocking gaze was as tangible as substance. It was unclear whether he was mocking the mental illnesses in his family or the three outsiders living in his house. "You've seen it, my father is a madman who could go berserk and kill at any moment. Aren't you afraid of being slashed while you sleep?"

Yu Xing immediately felt that Alex was one of the few in this house with a normal mindset.

He spoke before York could: "Not afraid. Mrs. Brown is already used to it, isn't she? She knows how to handle it like the back of her hand, right?" His words were subtle, but Alex gave him an extra glance.

"When you say 'so many lunatics' in your house, who else is there besides Mr. Brown?" Yu Xing leaned closer to Alex, mysteriously, like he didn't want to ask a rude question, but also couldn't suppress his curiosity. "Could it be... Mrs. Brown?"

Alex quietly sighed.

He looked at York and Martha with a repelling gaze, then turned to Yu Xing and said, "If you want to know, I can tell you."

The newly adult boy turned and walked into his room, his voice echoing, "Come find me during the day."