The Trial Game of Life

"In 1916, my parents got married in 1916."

The key inserted by the young lady from the door slot matches the keyhole of the piano room, and there is a final eleven minutes before twelve o'clock. Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng did not dare to delay, and rushed to the second floor quickly, regardless of the reaction of the lady after receiving the letter.

Qi Hui couldn't keep up with their speed, so he had to stay in the living room, wait for the sound of the twelve o'clock, and then cross with them to 1916.

The second floor.

In the empty piano room, only one piano was bathed alone in the bleak moonlight. There are several obvious fingerprints on its keys, which proves that the lady must have come in.

The piano stool can be opened, and Tang Cuo finds another key from the stool.

But beyond that, there is really nothing in the piano room, let alone twelve movements. The two walked all corners of the piano room, slapping the walls, and did not find any secret rooms or trigger any plot.

"If the twelve movements are not here, where will they be?" Jin Cheng said.

"Go to open the door first." Tang Cuo made a decisive decision, and the two returned to the hallway, using the key in the piano stool to open the door of the wife and lady.

It was at this moment that an angry cry from the lady came downstairs, "You cheated me!"

The letter was forged by Jin Cheng, and the handwriting looks like it is from afar, but it seems to be hasty, and the effect of being old is not good. The fooled lady was naturally furious, so Qi Hui's exclaimation followed in the ears of the two.

"She started to set fire! A big fire, it burned!"

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng looked at each other, and the eyes were the same calm. With a few minutes left, the young lady was going to burn and burn, but when the time came, they patted their **** and left.

Continue to open the door, it was the lady's room that was opened.

This is a boudoir of a big girl with a very obvious style. It's a western style, and there are two worn dolls wearing princess dresses on the bed.

Tang Cuo saw the doll, a common element in horror movies, and took it apart without saying a word. Jin Cheng heard a crisp tear of cloth and felt a toothache.

Tang Cuo can ignore him and start the crazy disassembly mode. In just five minutes, the lady’s boudoir turned into a garbage collection bin, and the horror atmosphere disappeared.

He will also despise Jin Cheng's efficiency.

"Did you find anything?"

"No."

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"Are you just scorning me?"

Let me reiterate that we haven’t started to fall in love yet, and you just despise me, it’s impossible.

Tang Cuo didn't want to talk to him. After tearing the doll, he found a small bamboo basket from the dresser drawer. Various lace hair bands and rags are placed in the bamboo basket, as well as sewing kits. If you put in the small golden scissors found in the fireplace, it happens to be a set.

This is probably one of the evidences that the lady killed the lady. If the player cannot get the answer from the lady, then this is the proof.

There is also a safe in the lady's room, hidden in her closet, with a six-digit password.

In the last two minutes, Tangcuo moved fast, and his brain turned fast. He entered the password 180206 with his fingers. Because in the diary of Wangnian, he records like this

February 6, 1920

The 2-year-old naughty boy will be called dad.

I prepared the best gift for her and stored it in a private safe at Jincheng Bank, which I would take out when she was eighteen.

Take a bet, February 6 is the birthday of the young lady, push forward two years, it is February 6, 1918.

"Click." The safe opened.

"It's too late, hurry." Jin Cheng's reminder also sounded, Tang Cuo couldn't look at it, he took away the contents of the safe, and then returned to Qin Cheng with Jin Cheng.

They also wanted to see the changes in the piano room at twelve o'clock.

The second step into the piano room, "clang!" The bell in the living room sounded as scheduled. The two looked at the piano together and saw Yu Wangyue's ghost standing in front of the piano, but did not sit down and play.

There is no change in the unattended piano, and naturally no piano sound is heard.

Tang Cuo couldn't help frowning. At this time, Yu Mochizuki just turned his head, and he saw Yu Mochizuki's sight, and saw the attic guest coming through the wall.

The two ghosts stared at each other, and Yu Mochizuki suddenly backed away a little, giving up the position in front of the piano.

This is interesting.

Jin Cheng and Tang Cuo didn't dare to bother with noise, so they leaned on the door and looked at it. At this time Qi Hui also ran up because of the fire on the first floor, appeared panting at the door and was stopped by Jin Cheng's hand.

"Hush."

Qi Hui quickly stopped, and the atmosphere didn't dare to come out.

The guest in the attic of the cabin finally came to the piano and raised his hand to caress on the piano, his eyes deep and complicated. The fire had spread, and the flames protruded through the gaps in the windows, as if to burn all the moonlight, and heat waves gradually came from the corridor.

Amidst the crackling sound, this old abandoned mansion, which was in disrepair, finally made an overwhelming sound. The glass shattered, the beam collapsed, and the destruction was only a momentary thing.

The light of the fire in the attic guest's eyes was uncertain. He looked at and looked at it, as if thinking of the distant past. For a long time, he finally sat in front of the piano, raised his hand, and pressed the first note.

"Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows", a strange and brisk tune, carried by the heat wave throughout the house in the increasingly vigorous fire, and then upward, continuously upward, until the bleak moon on.

By this time, Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng had left in a hurry, but Ren waved like a wave and the fire was raging, and the two focused on the attic guests playing the piano.

He played very forgetful, his expression painful and happy. Although the song is strange, but with his expression and the old house in the fire, it is particularly suitable.

Looking back, the lady, the corpse ghost, the housekeeper, the maidservant and the maid all gathered here because of the fire, and the last one appeared was Yu Wangian.

The ghosts didn't fight each other anymore. They seemed to know that everything was going to end, their expressions or grief or relief, and their complexity was mixed. Yu Wangnian and his wife faced each other across the ghosts, but they did not say a word.

1926.

The moment the music came to an end, Jin Cheng, Tang Cuo, and Qi Hui came here, and began to pull away cocoons while walking downstairs in the living room.

Jin Cheng "In this copy, the No. 6 movement has been incorporated into the story as a part of the plot. It must have its own source. Originally we thought this song was Mochizuki, but now it seems that it lives in the attic Customer, otherwise why Yu Wangyue should let him play at the end?"

Tang Cuo quickly walked up the stairs. "Yes, maybe this song was written by the attic guest. Playing it every night after Mochizuki's death is a reminder."

There is another very important reason for Tang Cuo to make this judgment-from the known information, Yu Wangyue is indeed a good person.

He is ill and has a wealthy family. He can live for ten years relying on medical treatment abroad, but he still chooses to return home because he is a radio expert. He went abroad to learn advanced technology, and he must return to China to use it where it is needed. This is his ambition.

The big-hearted person seldom confined himself to Hou Zhai's indulgence, just like Mochizuki, even if he is a ghost, he is still peaceful. Such a person is too out of sync with the music of "Songs of Gods, Lambs and Crows".

Of course, these are just speculations at present, and the first thing they do is call.

There was no player in 1926, so the time was reset, and the three quickly found the phone book, flipped to the bank number, and broadcasted it smoothly.

While waiting for connection, Qi Hui stared nervously at the microphone and thumped his heart. When he was going through time and space, he actually wanted to find Zhou Dahai, but he didn't dare to say.

Jin Cheng felt terrible. He always stared at him suddenly, making Qi Hui very worried about his life.

"Hello, this is Jincheng Bank. What can I do for you?" Suddenly, there was a sweet female voice on the phone.

It really worked!

Qi Hui looked at Jin Cheng excitedly, Jin Cheng kept smiling and said, "Hello, my surname is Yu. I saved something in the private safe of your bank a few years ago, and now I want to take it out in advance. What are the procedures?"

"What's the counter number?"

"062."

"Please wait."

After a while, there was a reply there, "Mr. Yu, after verification, the contents of your safe have been taken out a week ago, and it is your housekeeper who has gone through the formalities."

"He took out a box, right?"

"Sorry, I can't answer it for you."

Jin Cheng then asked a few more questions, but the other party couldn't answer them and had to hang up. He looked back at Tang Cuo, Tang Cuo thought about it, "If the housekeeper took the thing a week ago, then this thing should still be here. Since the system has arranged this plot and this phone can be connected, It makes no sense to find it.

Qi Hui wondered, "But haven't we already searched all over here?"

"No." Tang Cuo was decisive. "We have the key to the lady's room and the piano room again."

Without further ado, the three quickly returned to the second floor.

It was still a separate operation. Jin Cheng took the key of the piano room to evade the two ghosts. Tang Cuobian and Qi Hui went to open the door of Miss. The lady's room looked similar to that of 1936. Tang Cuo had a clear goal—open the safe first.

The password of the safe did not change, and Tang Cuo took out the contents and placed them on the ground. Then put the things in the safe brought back from 1936 in the same way.

They are a box of jewelry, a picture and a picture, and some small children's toys. The only difference between the two safes in time and space is the addition of a diary in 1926.

It seems that Yu Wangnian and Miss, the father and daughter, have the same diary keeping habits.

The diary of 1936 should have been taken away by the lady herself, and the one of 1926, because it was kept in a safe, was relatively well preserved.

Opening the diary, the child's crooked handwriting jumped on the paper.

Tang Cuo looked at it from the beginning. The original date was September 8, 1923, which was very close to Mochizuki’s death date, only two and a half months apart.

September 8, 1923

Uncle gave me a pen!

Starting from this article, the next dozen pages simply record the weather and food of the day. At this time, the young lady was only five years old. Although she was born in a big family and had a long literacy, there were still many typos. Some words could not be written, so she used stick figures instead.

About a month later, the contents of the diary changed.

October 11, 1923

He likes the new teacher, his mother likes him too, he is very happy.

November 9, 1923

The mother is always with the teacher.

November 11, 1923

My mother was in the piano room again today. She said that she also wanted to learn piano. You can learn with her mother. I am very happy.

November 13, 1923

My mother is so weird, she always looks at my teacher in a daze, not even looking at her.

November 17, 1923

The mother said that she should not tell her father about her frequent visits to the piano room. Why?

November 26, 1923

Uncle has been taking medicine, and he doesn't recognize the words on the bottle. It's strange that he looks like a little tadpole. My father said that my grandfather had the same disease. It was the human heart that was sick, but why did the heart get sick? When the naughty man sees his uncle taking medicine, his heart hurts too. Is the naughty sick?

December 15, 1923

Father and mother quarreled, I secretly saw it. But she is clearly a teacher with her mother every day. Why does the mother say that she is an uncle? They don’t understand. They are a bit like them, but they are all clear.

Uncle covered his eyes, he said don’t look at them, don’t be afraid.

He is not afraid.

December 16, 1923

My teacher was gone, I asked my father, who said he was gone.

December 17, 1923

My uncle was gone, and my father said that he also left. What does it mean to leave? He doesn't understand.

December 18, 1923

My mother is ill, she is going to drink very bitter and very bitter medicine, and she is very distressed.

December 20, 1923

Mother has been crying, is the medicine too bitter? The mother-in-law gave her candy, but her mother did not.

December 25, 1923

There is a piano sound in the middle of the night, and he is afraid

December 26, 1923

Frightened

December 27, 1923

The boy wants to sleep with his mother, but the mother has been crying, and the boy is very scared

December 28, 1923

Unhappy, uncle

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In the following content, "mother crying" and "fear of fear" appear alternately. Although there are only a few words on each page, for a child, that may be all her life.

The new piano teacher should be an attic guest. During the teaching process, he had a private relationship with his wife. But why is this involved in Mochizuki?

Tang Cuo suddenly remembered what the young lady said, and his wife liked Yu Wangyue. She couldn't love it, so she saw someone who was very similar to Yu Mochizuki, was there empathy?

The last thing came to light, she again hated Yu Wangyue to keep her lover because of love and hatred?

This is very similar to Jin Cheng's "substitute theory", but the diary of November 26 can be used as evidence for "illegitimate child", because the young lady drew the tadpole text on the medicine bottle next to her. .

Grandpa has the same disease, and the heart is sick, that is, genetic heart disease.

Bastards, avatars, Yu Mochizuki, and mid-night piano sounds, from the initial victim to the final annihilation, all connected in series, Tang Cuo suddenly had a version completely different from the love story of a man who complained to a girl.

What if all this is a carefully planned conspiracy?