The doll climbed up along the dress, Mrs. Brown could only scream and dare not touch it.

It grabbed Mrs. Brown's golden hair and finally faced "mom" face to face. Strange light flickered in its dark eyes, as if it was assessing whether the target was correct.

Mrs. Brown's terrified and distorted face fell into its eyes. It raised its hand satisfactorily and opened its mouth.

Suddenly, the small doll opened its bloodthirsty mouth, and a soul-controlling suction came.

"No!" Mrs. Brown screamed hoarsely, her eyes filled with fear and resentment. Her figure swayed and struggled, but in the end, she turned into a mist, like a fish flapping its tail on the shore, and was sucked in by the doll.

The unsupported doll fell to the ground with a snap, its stiff little body swaying, and soon climbed up and sat on the ground in a normal doll posture.

Under the rain, it no longer called for "mom" or reached out for a hug.

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A few seconds later, it opened its mouth and changed into Mrs. Brown's voice, humming a song that Yu Xing had never heard before.

A few seconds later, the doll looked up at the sky, seeming to realize that although the sky was dark, the time was wrong. It closed its mouth and the singing stopped abruptly.

Yu Xing wanted to applaud the doll's performance.

It was truly the MVP of the whole scene, especially good!

The midnight singing that the townspeople talked about finally had a result!

After absorbing Mrs. Brown's ghost, the hollow mechanical voice of the doll changed to Mrs. Brown's voice, and it could sing naturally.

He naturally guessed that a doll could absorb a human soul in order to have the other person's voice. When a human loses their soul, they die, just like Lucia, who continues to live in a daze without knowing the fact of her death.

But according to the description, the singing became more and more complex, with more than one voice. By the time Yu Xing, playing the detective, arrived, it had already reached the level of a choir.

So there must be a choir of dolls in the villa, which means that an equal number of people have died.

This Angel is really terrifying.

"Is it... solved?" Martha, who was prepared to be suddenly confronted by a specter a second ago, found that the specter had been absorbed by the small doll the next second.

She looked at her brother Roy incredulously, then looked up at her brother York, not knowing when these two people had conspired behind her back.

Yu Xing approached with an umbrella, picked up the wet doll, and glanced at York, who was sticking out of the second-floor window.

York smiled brightly, "Just in time, right?"

Yu Xing replied, "Not bad."

He had put something in York's hand before breakfast, which was the key to his bedroom.

Because after learning more about the deduction plot at night, he suddenly remembered the small doll in his room. He suddenly realized that the doll had been calling for "mom" not because it was looking for its mother, but to remind the deductionist that it could "kill" the mother!

The doll was controlled by Angel, and Angel's mother was Mrs. Brown.

At that time, what Yu Xing said to York was:

When we have free time in the morning, you go to the study on the second floor to find clues, and I will take Martha to the garden to dig up the corpse. If everything goes as expected, Mrs. Brown, who discovered the body, will definitely appear and reveal her true nature.

You must go to my room in advance and take out the doll wrapped in the bedsheet with an opaque bag. This little thing should be the weapon to restrain Mrs. Brown's ghost. When I shout, you aim and throw the doll at Mrs. Brown.

Remember, never let it out of your sight.

...

The development of the whole incident was almost the same as Yu Xing's speculation, so the progress of the matter went smoothly. The only difference was that Yu Xing originally thought that after digging up Mrs. Brown's body, she would come because of some kind of induction, but she didn't expect the bones to belong to someone else.

Mrs. Brown must have rushed over so urgently because someone had leaked the information.

"I found something. Come up and see me now?" York saw that the crisis below had been resolved, so he was ready to call his two teammates up to see the results of his hours of searching.

Yes, digging up and assembling the bones took too much time. It was already past eleven o'clock, almost noon.

The sky still showed no signs of clearing. The heavy rain made the sky appear bright, but it never really brightened up.

Yu Xing nodded and took Martha back to the villa. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Susan standing behind the door, still holding the familiar kitchen knife in her hand.

Martha thought: So it was Susan who leaked the information.

"Is she dead?" Susan's expression was indifferent, as if she didn't care whether Mrs. Brown was dead or not.

Because her emotions were too complicated.

"She's dead." Yu Xing put away the umbrella and leaned it against the door. At this time, he held a silver-capped cane in one hand and the doll in the other.

He deliberately brought the doll in front of Susan, and sure enough, he saw her face change. She seemed to want to retreat uncontrollably but forcibly held herself back. "Did it kill my mother?"

"It was Mr. Brown who killed Mrs. Brown. This doll... can only kill her again at most." Before Yu Xing finished speaking, Susan went crazy and snatched the doll, chopping it fiercely with the kitchen knife.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she shouted, "I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"It was unclear whether she was talking about killing the doll, or venting her long-standing dissatisfaction with Mrs. Brown.

And Yu Xing, watching, always felt that she was masking her own fear.

Susan raved, "Only Angel is left. As long as Angel dies, everything will be over!"

"My sister won't die, you lunatics can't hurt my sister!" Perhaps her voice was too loud, startling people in other rooms. Alex suddenly opened the bedroom door, unable to bear it any longer, and yelled at Susan.

He usually didn't mind being left alone to play chess and read, but what madness had taken her today!

"Alex, mom is dead!" Susan no longer pretended to be obedient, and the only thing that could be seen on her pretty face was "madness".

Alex was taken aback, then asked, "She's dead?"

There was no immediate surprise in his tone, only lingering anger and newly born doubt: "Did you kill her? Or... did Roy kill her?"

Seeing his glance, Yu Xing cooperatively shook his hand and pointed at Susan.

He was quick to shift the blame, regardless of whether Alex believed it or not.

Alex took a deep breath, his anger still not subsided: "If she's dead, she's dead. This is called the soul scattering, it's retribution! But my sister is different, if you dare to curse my sister again, I will tear your mouth apart."

He looked around and saw the kitchen knife in her hand, his pupils contracted: "You really want to kill my sister!"

Susan, not to be outdone, raised the music box in her hand: "Mom is dead, there's no one to restrain Angel now. Angel will kill dad, then kill you, only I can survive!"

"Shut up, impossible! It's all your fault that my sister is locked in the attic, you're the lunatic who only knows how to listen to music all day!" Alex was furious, throwing an object from his hand.

Yu Xing, who had been happily watching the two argue, immediately focused his gaze on the object. The thing hit Susan's head, causing her to scream.

It was another doll.