Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

"you!"

Bai Weiwei wanted to come forward to argue, but Luo Yan grabbed her and pulled her behind her.

"You doubt me." He did not hesitate. "If you really doubt me, you can lock me up first. I believe that the person who killed Shishi will do it again, and then you will know my innocence."

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

Bai Weiwei said first: "Then I will be responsible for guarding him. You are all together, who knows what the plans are."

Shen Yu shrugged indifferently, and Xia Lingge and Sicheng didn't speak.

Bai Weiwei helped Luo Yan up the stairs step by step. Si Cheng watched their retreating figures and turned to Xia Lingge: "Senior sister, they are also together. Is this really okay?"

"It doesn't matter." Xia Lingge said, "No matter whether they are divided or united, they can always get together. Then let them study who killed Liu Shiyi, and we will be responsible for finding the property."

Si Cheng blinked: "Senior, do you think you killed Liu Shiyi?"

Xia Lingge shook her head: "I don't know." She heard the sound of a door closing from the second floor, "But it shouldn't be Luo Yan."

"why?"

"Because Liu Shiyi is dead, Luo Yan in the real world has suffered a devastating blow, and his status will be wiped out. It shouldn't be Bai Weiwei. She has always listened to Luo Yan's words and has been an underground lover for so many years. It won’t be any worse than this time and a half.”

Sicheng's eyes turned to Shen Yu: "You mean him?"

Xia Lingge also glanced at him: "It doesn't really look like it. If it's really him, the momentum should be bigger than it is now, but it's not ruled out that he has bad thoughts in secret. Who can know the thoughts of a madman?"

"No, I said."

Shen Yu turned his head helplessly, "Can you please lower your voice when you speak ill of others? I can hear you."

"Yeah, that's really nice."

Xia Lingge turned around and slowly walked towards the second floor. She held up her skirt and said to Sicheng who was following behind her: "You go back first. I want to see Mrs. Kloster."

Si Cheng was stunned: "What's the problem?"

Xia Lingge said: "No. It's just that I think that if you want to find clues about the property, you still have to start with the NPC. And the system just sent a message suddenly, so there must be something changed."

"I'll accompany my senior sister."

"It's hard to get things done when there are too many people. You just need to help me keep an eye on the others."

A look of disappointment flashed in Si Cheng's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it: "Okay, I'll wait for senior sister."

Mrs. Kloster's room is at the innermost part of the corridor, with fan-shaped and rectangular glass windows erected every five steps. Although it rains outside, the rich night is always thick and dark. The ink was turned on, and the crow with a shrill voice landed on the withered branches stretched out in front of the window, staring deeply into her eyes.

She stood in front of the gorgeous door, bent her knuckles and tapped twice, then pressed the door handle.

There were no lights in the huge room, and with the pale moonlight coming in from the window, the figure beside the bed looked increasingly thin and strange. The white fluffy skirt was spread out like a corpse, and the flaxen hair was spread casually on the back without any decoration. On the door, her slender fingertips seemed to be slowly stroking something. She turned her head slightly when she heard the door, and showed a gentle but strange smile:
"It's you, my child."

Xia Lingge walked to a place about one meter away from her: "Mother." Mrs. Kloster seemed still sad, her fingertips slowly moved, and Xia Lingge saw clearly that what she was holding was a photo frame.

"Do you know who she is?"

asked Mrs. Kloster suddenly.

Xia Lingge turned around and saw that there was a little girl in the photo. However, the appearance and dress of this little girl were very different from the photos seen in the study. She was not the 'three daughters' of Lord Kloster.

Xia Lingge looked at Mrs. Kloster.

"If we really want to talk about it, she should be considered your sister." Mrs. Kloster looked at the photo frame. "She was born not much later than you. If you calculate carefully, she is only one or two years older than you."

Xia Lingge said: "I have never seen this sister."

"Oh, my child. Of course you haven't seen it." Mrs. Kloster turned her head, and there was something strange and strange under her gentle brows. "She was born with hope, but was abandoned because the hope was shattered. No. People love her..."

"Why was it abandoned?" Xia Lingge turned to Mrs. Kloster, "It's not like a mother would abandon her child."

Mrs. Kloster's fingertips paused. She did not immediately answer Xia Lingge's words. She just lowered her head slightly, and her long flaxen hair fell down to cover her cheeks.

After a long time, she suddenly chuckled.

"I have thought about why before..." She put the photo frame back on the brown and red cabinet. "Later I realized that there are so many reasons. In the final analysis, the so-called abandonment is just a desire that does not conform to extravagant hopes."

Mrs. Kloster suddenly raised her head and smiled at Xia Lingge: "I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing here, my child?"

Xia Lingge said: "The death of my eldest sister made my mother very sad, so I came to visit you."

Mrs. Kloster still smiled gently. She pulled Xia Lingge and sat on the edge of the bed, and asked: "My child, have you found the property treaty?"

The topic changed quickly, and Xia Lingge's mind started spinning rapidly: "Not yet."

This is the truth.

Mrs. Kloster laughed softly, and the icy-cold hand covered her hand, and the sharp nails seemed to pierce into her skin. Xia Lingge retracted her hand quietly.

"Then you should hurry up."

Mrs. Closter said: "The inheritance was left by the prince to his children. If you leave one by one like your sister, I really don't know how to deal with the 700 million pounds left by the prince. "

She is caring in every word, but weird in everything.

Xia Lingge raised his eyes and looked at her face, which was still smiling softly. He always felt that there was something strange about it. Could it be that there was someone other than the player who wanted to get the property, and that sister... who was also Wang Jue? child?

But it was obvious that Mrs. Kloster didn't want to say any more. She walked to the dressing table and sat down. She picked up the comb on the table and began to comb her long hair bit by bit. The flaxen hair trembled in her hands. Yes, like a worm hiding in the dark.

"Mom, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

Xia Lingge was polite, but she had already walked to the door and opened it. Mrs. Kloster did not stop her behavior, but still slowly combed her long hair, and her hair was slightly lifted to reveal her pale and slender neck. A hideous scar was printed nakedly on her skin, but soon her long hair fell down again, covering the scar and her strange look.