Christmas

Hearing Zhang Xuanran's words, and thinking of the strange fragrance in the room just now, Shi Xie seemed to have figured out something suddenly.

"Just now we got psychedelic incense, no, to be more precise, there is psychedelic incense in this room."

"Butler Tang is responsible for cleaning this house. Master Shi means..."

Zhang Xuanran was not a fool, he immediately understood Shi Xie's words, but he still couldn't believe that his old buddy who had been with him for more than 20 years would plan to kill his son.

Shi Xie nodded to confirm Zhang Xuanran's statement, but Zhang Xuanran flatly denied it.

"Impossible, Si Cong was brought up by Tang Butler. Tang Butler has no children and has always treated Si Cong as his own child. How could he frame Si Cong? Moreover, Tang Steward has always been by my side, never I have been to other places, how could I have time to learn such sinister things as voodoo."

"Then Steward Tang has been behaving strangely lately?"

What Zhang Xuanran said was reasonable and well-founded, but this did not dispel the speculation in Shi Xie's hearts, Baili Qianyan couldn't help standing up and asking.

Zhang Xuanran was taken aback for a moment and began to think.

"Strange behavior? Well...it's just that he's less talkative than before, but this doesn't prove that Butler Tang is the murderer." "Okay, Mr. Zhang, we will definitely find out what the truth is. Now we have to Go find Xiao Shen first." "Yes, go quickly, you can enter all the rooms, no one will stop you."

"Thank you."

After acknowledging, Shi Xie immediately opened the door and walked out with Xia Yao, who was already in a hurry. Baili Qianyan and Shi Lin also followed, and began to search separately.

Shi Xie and Xia Yao went up to the third floor together. The third floor looked relatively simple, and the layout was very simple. There were only two rooms. The two opened one of them, which was a studio. An easel, and some paint and plaster statues scattered around it.

Shi Xie and Xia Yao walked in and looked at the surrounding landscape. The breeze blew in from the open window, bringing a burst of fresh fragrance.

There was a huge oil painting hanging on the left wall of the room. Xia Yao and Shi Xie walked to the oil painting at the same time and looked at the person inside. It was the same person in the oil painting downstairs, that elegant and charming woman.

Xia Yao reached out his hand to touch the oil painting curiously, but the moment his hand touched the oil painting, he heard a crisp "click" sound, and the oil painting quickly turned out, bringing the two people who hadn't reacted to it together. It was swallowed into the wall in an instant, and returned to its original appearance.

"hiss--"

Shi Xie, who hadn't reacted at all, was thrown heavily on the ground, and a hard object happened to hit his waist, and he gasped for a moment in pain due to the sudden pain.

"Shi Xie?"

In the darkness, a pair of hands slowly touched Shi Xie's body, and then moved to his face.Feeling the familiar touch on his face, Shi Xie blinked slowly, barely able to see something in the dark environment.

Sitting up slowly with his waist supported, Shi Xie grabbed Xia Yao's hand and approached him.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, how about you, I just heard your cry of pain."

Xia Yao held Shi Xie's hand and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just that my waist was hit by a stone, and it may be a little purple."

"Can you still stand up?"

Hearing Shi Xie's response, Xia Yao gently hugged Shi Xie and stood up slowly. "Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately."

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