Yu Xing placed the music box next to the unconscious Susan and then turned his gaze to the photo.

It was a family portrait.

The photo was not well-preserved, with cracks appearing on it. There were five people standing in the picture, the Brown family.

This was probably a family portrait from a long time ago. The three children hadn't grown up yet, and Susan seemed to be only ten years old. The oldest, Angel, also looked very young.

Yu Xing finally knew what Angel looked like.

Like Mrs. Brown and Susan, Angel also had blonde hair. She stood next to her younger brother, Alex, with a serene smile.

However, she deliberately distanced herself from the rest of the family, as if resisting something.

Mrs. Brown held her husband's hand with a radiant smile, but Yu Xing could tell that she was gripping his hand tightly, imprisoning Mr. Brown and not allowing him to escape.

Alex was close to his sister, while Susan had no expression on her face.

"This photo can only prove that Angel may have inherited Mrs. Brown's mental illness. It also reflects the dynamics within the family. It's somewhat redundant for me." Yu Xing had no intention of taking the photo with him and instead opened the diary.

Susan's handwriting was not pretty, more like a dog's scribble.

It didn't seem like she was writing a diary, as there were no dates. It was as if she wrote a few sentences whenever she felt like it, mostly filled with resentful complaints.

However, the amount of information was unexpectedly large.

Angel is really annoying. We're the same, but she always acts dissatisfied with herself. Isn't she dissatisfied with our genes? Isn't she disgusted by the madness inside us?

She always seems to think that those "normal people" outside are better. She always imitates them. What's the point? Angel, Mom is crazy, I'm crazy, and you can't escape it, you're crazy too!

The elegance and sunshine that Angel takes pride in don't belong to her at all. That idiot Alex even dreams of leaving this house with her. What a joke!

Mom is an idiot, and so are you!

Dad painted a landscape, and I really like it.

Mom hysterically yelled at Dad, saying that he wanted to escape from the mountains. She even tore up the landscape painting. Ha, this woman is disgusting. Doesn't she know that treating her husband like this will only push him further away? My genes are really lousy, and it's all her fault.

Dad killed Mom, I saw it. He covered my mouth to prevent me from screaming, but I just wanted to tell Dad that Mom is in the painting behind him, Mom is watching him.

Mom came back, and Dad went crazy.

Does Mom even know that I've grown up? She still has to coax me to sleep every day, making it seem like we're so close. In fact, I'm disgusted. At this moment, I'm a little envious of Angel and Alex. They are like invisible people at home. Angel can learn to make dolls, and Alex's chess skills are getting better and better. Only I am like a child.

Mom has started killing people. She tricks outsiders into coming home and kills them. She moves through the oil paintings, terrifying. I have to find a way. I can't be trapped here forever.

I left a guest for Mom.

Angel and Alex are scared.

Today, a self-proclaimed wizard came to our house. I couldn't see his face clearly, but he seems to really like Angel, ha, that arrogant person who looks down on our genes.

Alex went to the garden, what is he doing? Damn it, tonight I heard a song.

Angel couldn't sleep, she hates that song. I can tell that she's restless. Hehehe, I suddenly started to like that song.

Something else appeared in the house, not just the oil paintings, even the dolls can move. This doll is wearing the clothes of the Granny who visited our house yesterday.

The wizard found me and told me that this music box can make me no longer fear the oil paintings and dolls. It's really good! I asked him what the condition was. He said that Angel locked herself in the attic and I must keep an eye on her and not let her die.

I really don't know what's so good about Angel, I hate her!

The wizard left, and Angel disappeared from my sight. I know where she is, our whole family knows, but no one can bring her down. Alex often goes up to find Angel, but it's useless.

I hate Alex because his gaze towards me is the same as before, as if he's looking at a dirty rat.

The diary basically ends here. It can be seen that a lot of time has passed. Additionally, a person mentioned in the diary for the first time is the wizard.

Angel's location has been determined, she is in the attic, and according to the diary, she seems to still be alive.

Apart from the ghost of Mrs. Brown wandering in the villa after her death, all the other abnormalities seem to be related to the wizard. If Angel is still alive, then the ability to control the dolls likely comes from Professor Wizard. This wizard is crucial.

But the wizard has left.Yu Xing closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts, believing that the wizard must have left something in the villa. He could go and look for it tomorrow.

……

The next day, the door of the neighboring room opened, and soon, Mrs. Brown came knocking.

Yu Xing came out of his room on the second floor, washed up briefly, and followed Mrs. Brown down to the living room.

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He was in high spirits, as if he had slept soundly the night before. The main task of finding a solution and not being killed by the specter tonight had been completed, indicating that he had safely passed the first day.

It was eight o'clock in the morning. He sat down on the sofa and watched Mrs. Brown wake up York and Martha - these two were sleeping separately after all.

When they came out and saw Yu Xing on the sofa, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Then the three exchanged glances. While Mrs. Brown went to call Susan and Alex, Yu Xing waved to York and handed him something.

"What's this?" York raised an eyebrow.

"Keep it, it'll be useful." Yu Xing whispered to York, making Martha, who was curious, puff out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

Soon, Alex came out, and Susan was the last to arrive in the hall, holding a music box, looking very tired.

"What's wrong, Susan, didn't you sleep well?" Mrs. Brown was very concerned about her, but Susan just hummed lightly and didn't explain.

She kept glancing at Yu Xing out of the corner of her eye, her gaze cold and resentful.

Breakfast was made by Mrs. Brown, and it tasted quite good. The six of them sat around the dining table and finished a meal in an eerie atmosphere.

After finishing, Yu Xing wiped his mouth with a napkin and smiled at Mrs. Brown, "My friends and I should be going. We're sorry for the inconvenience last night."

Mrs. Brown immediately said, "Please don't say that, Roy. It's us who scared you. As the host, I feel like I've failed."

As she spoke, she opened the door for the three guests, then widened her eyes, "Oh, it's raining heavily outside, what should we do?"

In order to keep the deductionist stay reasonably, it rained all night, leaving a layer of water on the road at the door, the soil in the garden was muddy, and petals knocked down by the rain could be seen everywhere.

What else could be done?

Yu Xing took the opportunity to ask to stay another day, and Mrs. Brown happily agreed.