Absurd deduction game

During the day, Mrs. Brown needs to spend a lot of time in the bedroom "taking care of" her sick husband. Except for making lunch and dinner, she rarely goes down to the first floor.

Alex is a homebody. He likes to stay in his room and play with himself. Susan is the only one running around in the whole villa.

But today, Susan felt a chill on her back. Under the gaze of the oil paintings hanging on the wall of the living room, she faintly sensed something was wrong, so she went back to the room with the music box to read the adventure novel she had bought before.

The action trajectories of several monsters gave the deducers a lot of freedom. They could almost move around the villa at will. Of course, Mrs. Brown told them that the guests could spend time at will or go to other places in the town to have fun. be careful on the road.

Yu Xing wanted to go for a walk in the garden outside the door. He still remembered the smell mixed with the aroma of earth that he smelled on the tip of his nose when he first arrived at the Brown family villa.

Even after a whole night, even a small detail could not escape from his mind.

This is where his Schrödinger memory comes into play!

In fact, his memory is very good - only when he is focused and wants to remember some small details.

Daily conversations and things he sees and hears are likely to be forgotten as soon as he turns around, because there are too many things in his mind, and old things are gradually forgotten, not to mention trivial things?

As it happens, the deduction game is a place that requires his concentration.

Yu Xing took Martha and separated from York.

York is going to the study on the second floor to look for records about wizards and witchcraft in the background of this deduction. By the way, he is going to look through the diaries, notes, notepads, etc. left by the Brown family members.

Yu Xing and Martha had to go to the garden in the rain.

When she proposed this idea, Mrs. Brown had not yet gone upstairs. She enthusiastically found an umbrella, handed it to Yu Xing, and then said: "It's raining heavily outside. If Roy and Martha want to go shopping, don't get wet." .”

"Thank you, madam, you are so thoughtful." Yu Xing was wearing his three-piece suit. He originally only wore a shirt, but it was windy and cold outside so he put on his suit jacket without unbuttoning the buttons. It seems very casual.

Taking advantage of Mrs. Brown's ignorance of their actions, Yu Xing asked: "Do you usually take care of this garden, Madam?"

Mrs. Brown shook her head and couldn't find any faults in her words: "We have patients at home to take care of, and I haven't taken care of the garden for a long time. During these days, it has grown completely on its own. Oh, thinking about it, I feel so attached to these flowers. They are too careless."

She looked a little regretful, as if she really liked the flowers in the garden.

Yu Xing continued to ask: "Have you chosen all the flowers in the garden before?"

Mrs. Brown shook her head again: "When our family first moved here, the garden was bare. I don't know when later, but maybe some wild flowers whose seeds were picked up by some unknown bird fell here and took root. Gradually they grew on their own. Woke up."

Do you believe this yourself?

Yu Xing didn't know if Mrs. Brown was lying, or if her brain circuitry was different from normal people after her death. Whose garden could be filled with various flowers by birds?

This bird is called Jingwei.

He chatted casually with Mrs. Brown for a few more words, and after the other party went upstairs, he motioned to Martha, who had been standing nearby to listen, to follow him.

Holding the handle of the umbrella, Yu Xing spread two fingers of the hand holding the silver cane and opened the door.

In an instant, the wind and rain tilted towards him, and wisps of cool air flowed through the dense raindrops. The sky was dark, giving people the illusion of being at night.

He opened the umbrella, covering Martha and himself at an angle where the rain would not sweep them away, and then closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, Martha was relieved of her stiffness. The space of the umbrella was limited, so the little Loli grabbed one of Yu Xing's sleeves to avoid being caught in the rain.

"Why do we come to the garden?" she asked over the patter of rain.

The garden was divided into two large parts by the road. Yu Xing chose one without any hesitation and briefly told Martha the contents of Susan's diary that he saw last night. Then he curled his lips and answered the question with a question: "You don't want to know about Brown?" Where is the lady’s body buried?”

Martha understood immediately. The townspeople said that the Brown family had not left the villa recently, so if someone died, the most likely possibility was that the body was buried in the garden!

They stepped onto the lawn. The soil had become soft and muddy after being washed away by the heavy rain overnight. If they stepped on it, they would sink into it, and the walking stick would poke a hole in the soil.

The ones closest to Yu Xing and Martha were roses. Clusters of black roses were swaying with the wind and rain, and one couldn't help but worry that they would break at the next moment, and their beautiful petals would be stained by mud.

In sharp contrast to the black rose, there is the white rose next to it. The white petals bloom wildly, and the black and white contrast with each other. It is difficult to imagine that this is the result of their natural growth.

Beautiful, fragile, but possessing tenacity beyond imagination.

Yesterday I only had a quick glance at them, but now I saw them up close. Martha's eyes were filled with amazement, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch the double petals of the white roses: "Wow... so beautiful..."

Yu Xing: "Wow... Mrs. Brown's body might be under this flower."

Martha: "..."

There is evidence to suspect that you did it on purpose.

There must be a little devil living in this person's heart!

Seeing the little Lolita's gradually disgusted expression, Yu Xing adjusted the angle of the umbrella and chuckled: "You think the flowers are beautiful?"

"It's beautiful. I want to plant it when I get home! The Brown family has good taste. Look, there are black lilies over there, they are quite noble." Martha pointed to a clump of lilies a little further away, her eyes Full of love, "But I will match it with some flowers of other colors, otherwise it will be too serious and a bit...how should I say, sad."

There is a lack of color in this small garden.

The three kinds of flowers occupy all the nutrients. As far as the eye can see, except for green, they are black and white.

Yu Xing looked around and saw large areas of black and white. Last night he thought it was because it was dark that the flowers in the garden were dark. But now it seemed that it was just like that.

"I can feel seriousness and sadness. You have a strong sense of empathy." He turned his gaze back and looked down at the white rose with an unclear expression. "Do you know the name of this flower?"

Martha was confused: "White rose."

"It has its own name, Lolimas Rose."

Yu Xing's eyes passed through the flowers and leaves, and then through the weeds, and stared at a phalanx washed away by the heavy rain.

The finger bones were buried in the soil, with only a small piece exposed.

"The flower language of Lolimas is the memory of death."

Martha's heart tightened inexplicably.

Then, she heard Yu Xing's magnetic voice slowly sounded beside her, without any emotion: "The flower language of the black rose is desperate love, and the words of the Widowmaker are love and curse."

"It's beautiful to bury someone in such a sea of ​​flowers, but...it makes me shudder no matter what I think about it, don't you think?" There was no shudder in Yu Xing's tone, but this indifferent tone succeeded in making Martha shudder.

Yu Xing continued: "After being buried, the roots penetrated deep into the soil, and finally penetrated into the corpse to absorb nutrients. The corpse was devoured by flowers. The more it rotted, the more amazing the flowers bloomed..."

Martha felt very embarrassed, and she got goosebumps just thinking about it.

Why on earth did she have to be scared not only by ghosts, but also by demon teammates!

Moreover, the devil was so good-looking that she couldn't bear to quarrel with him.

After groaning in her heart for a long time, Martha could only answer: "Probably."

Feeling the aura of the person next to her who was more than thirty centimeters taller than her, Martha lowered her head as if to escape.

And this time, she also saw the finger bones that were washed away by the rain more and more clearly.

...My mother, her body is really buried under these flowers!

Roy, have you opened your mouth?