Fifth Personality Doujin: The Last Truth

Joseph backed out, Carl turned around, and said, "You don't have a spare key on the third floor?" Joseph rolled his eyes, heck, maybe he rolled his eyes, and he said, "The one who lives on the far side is Ben, so he doesn't have one. That mind is used as a spare key, that stupid deer head knows nothing but the hook to hook people."

Walking to the window, Carl turned over lightly and jumped in calmly. Joseph also turned around beautifully and entered the room.Carl said: "You go wash first." Joseph said: "Then...where can I sleep later?" Carl pointed to the box in the dark corner: "I brought a coffin when I came, it's big enough for you asleep."

"Sleeping...sleeping in a coffin?!" Joseph was surprised. He pointed to himself and asked, "Did I...offend you somewhere?"

Carl said, "No."

Joseph cried and said, "Then why did you let me sleep in the coffin?"

Carl waved his hand and said, "Then I'll sleep well."

Joseph frowned, puzzled in his pale blue pupils: "You...forget it...maybe you think it's normal."

Karl looked at Joseph's back, he had passed away for too long, did others find it unreasonable for what he thought was normal?Perhaps, there should be some changes.

Thinking of those dark, dark days, he collapsed on the sofa and closed his eyes in pain.

"Why aren't you asleep?" This is what Carl said when he came out of the bathroom and saw Joseph leaning on the sofa.Joseph propped his head up, weighed his bare feet on the ground, and said, "I can't sleep...I remembered something."

Karl lay down on the bed and ignored him.

Oddly enough, he couldn't sleep himself.

"Little Karl, you haven't fallen asleep either." Joseph's voice sounded, and Karl said "hmm".Joseph looked at him and said, "Insomnia is normal. I couldn't sleep when I first came to the manor, so come here and let's talk."

Carl dragged the quilt and walked over, leaning on the soft sofa.Joseph said, "You are very much like a relative of mine."

"Who?" Carl looked up, and Joseph fiddled with his slender fingers, and said, "My brother...but they have been away for a long time." He didn't speak, feeling a little hot, and raised his hand to remove himself. masks.

With a thin chin, a smooth face, and a high bridge of nose, Karl raised his head slightly, just in time to meet the soft moonlight.

"So you're not an ugly monster." Joseph said regretfully.Carl suddenly said, "I have no parents since I was a child."

"I'm the wrong child."

"It's like you planted flowers, sowed rose seeds, and finally found that what grew out were wild flowers on the roadside." Carl closed his eyes, "Maybe you didn't hate wild flowers at first, but they were the failure of your planting. , so you'll hate it even more."

"I don't grow flowers." Joseph smiled, "You should tell Emma about this, she has experience."

Carl paused for a while, then continued: "So they threw me to the cemetery and never came back."

"I pulled weeds and roots by myself, and lived like a beast for a few years." He said, "There were very few people in that cemetery. When the last Jianjian teacher died there, I became a... The only one who has entered the frugality."

He took off his gloves: "I'm with the dead all day... I'm used to this kind of life."

"Really?" Joseph looked at him with more sympathy, and he said, "Actually, everyone here has a dark past, and so do I."

"I'm not a nice person, Karl...I don't know why I'm telling you this." Joseph sighed, "But there's never been a time when someone sat and talked with me."

They talked a lot that night.know the dawn is coming

Everything is back to normal.

"The first game this morning was held at the Sacred Heart Hospital." Emma said, "Ms. Nightingale is ill, let me announce it for her." Emily asked, "Is she okay?" Emma said worriedly : "It's not very good... Emily, you can go and see her later."

She continued: "But this time, a few people can go and have a look. I will read the list of games."

"There are Prophet Eli Clarke, priest Fiona Gilman, perfumer Villanelle, and mercenary Nabu Sabeda in Survival." Emma frowned, "This lineup is not good... Survival To lose. Oh. The supervisor is Michiko Amoy."

Fiona coughed and said, "If Emily doesn't come, try not to get hurt, Neb."

Vera held the perfume bottle: "If you are injured... Fiona, you should quickly call him to come over to heal your injuries, since you two can't break the machine anyway."

Emma said: "Carl, Margarissa, and Balk can go to watch the game, okay, the game begins."

The author has something to say: The next chapter is the first sacrifice, Carl didn’t deduce Joseph and didn’t tell me how to make it up for them... Joseph is actually a blackened character, I feel too partial to the posthumous photos, I want rain and dew to be wet... I actually didn't want to destroy the main perspective when watching the battle...don't spray me

☆, I'm afraid it's not a cp text

The game at the Sacred Heart Hospital ended with the survivors failing, and the regulators winning a big victory.A few people walked out of the gate, and Eli said: "Oh, Fiona, you seem to be a little absent-minded." Fiona played with the door key in her hand, rubbed the center of her eyebrows, and said, "Eli, don't you feel anything?" ?”

"I feel that the manor is dying at a terrible speed." Fiona said solemnly.

Eli leaned against the wall and sighed softly: "I predicted it last night. Although I have the ability to predict the future, how can we calculate the fate?" She gently closed her eyes: "God, is he going to abandon us? ?”

"Does the god you and I have always believed in really exist?" Eli suddenly asked, "If it exists, why don't you pay attention to it and let us suffer suffering again and again?"

"You can hear the Word of God, and only you know the answer."

Fiona smiled wryly: "To be honest... I'm not sure about the existence of 'him', but it's just a little bit of faith, it's the strength that keeps me alive." Eli raised his eyes: " you are too tired."

She fell into Eli's arms and whispered softly like a dream: "I'm so tired."

"Why is there no one who can catch me?"

Eli's eyes slipped from her beautiful face, and the pendant on her body made a slight clashing sound.In the past few days, in order to track down the falling star, the two of them have carried out countless divinations, but they are still unable to determine the whereabouts of the star.

The master Isokal, perhaps only he can reverse the chessboard.

With a long sigh, Eli left with Fiona in his arms, and Carl slowly walked out from a hidden corner. They didn't find him, and maybe only these three people knew the news of his demise.

Carl rubbed his temples and gasped. Should he tell the news, or keep it in his heart?

Walking to the ruins, Emma leaned on the dangerous wall, waved to Carl, and said, "How is this round?" Carl shrugged and said, "The survival camp lost, and that lineup is indeed unreasonable." Emma said helplessly: "It's not just about the lineup, I think their minds are elsewhere, and the manor owner can't let this matter know."

"The owner of the manor?" Carl asked, and Emma lowered her voice and said, "Yes, what he needs is a wonderful game, so he will try his best to rule out those factors that may affect the game."

"Everyone came to the manor for different reasons and chose to give up their freedom, but after a long time, not everyone is willing to live in the freedom of being isolated from the world." Emma said, "So, the owner of the manor will give up his freedom in their Before you have these thoughts, cut the weeds and root them out!"

Facing the conversation between Eli and Fiona, Carl felt the chill deepen.

Back in the room, there was a figure leaning against the stairs, and Joseph walked down the stairs as a gentleman, and said with a smile, "Little Carl, you left really early today." Carl pulled his mask again: "Well, did you find the key?"

"Of course." Joseph played with the key in his hand triumphantly. Carl no longer wanted to talk about his childish behavior. Joseph suddenly said, "Hey, would you like to sit in my room?"

Karl was too lazy to talk to him, so Joseph took him as his acquiescence, leaned over slightly, and said, "Then please Mr. Karl follow me to the third floor to have a look." Karl turned his head away and said, "No." Joseph was anxious: " Oh, I don’t have anything that can eat people in my room, so I just want to invite you to be a guest, come, come, let’s go.”

He sighed helplessly, and followed him up. The second floor was pitch black. Joseph explained, "None of us has ever been on the second floor, so we don't know what it's like." Carl nodded, turned and walked to the third floor , Walking through various messy rooms, Joseph stopped in front of the gorgeous wooden door, and opened the door with the golden key.

It has to be said that this nobleman's room is indeed exquisite.

only......

Carl turned his gaze to the gray and white photo on the wall, and murmured, "It moved..."

The gray-white shadow in the photo stood under the setting sun, seemed to take a step forward, and then... smiled strangely at Carl.Karl took a step back in shock, Joseph turned around strangely, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Carl looked at him and said clearly, "These photos of you can move!" Joseph helped the photo frame and said, "Everyone who has been in my room says that, why can't I see it?" His His gaze swept over the photo on the far left, and he stopped suddenly, and his expression eased for just a moment.

The grey-and-white woman in the photo is sitting on a recliner, her bright smile lighting up the world around her.Carl couldn't help admiring: "This person is beautiful." Joseph also said: "This is my sister from afar, she is the most beautiful person in our family."

Carl dispelled his doubts and didn't pay attention to those photos. Joseph patted the camera and said, "I heard from Emma that we will arrange a game between you and me tomorrow, little Carl, I heard that you cheated Jack yesterday." , tell me how to cheat, and let me not run into a wall." Kahlbai glanced at him: "I won't talk about it."

"In exchange, I'll tell you my skills, tell you, if you don't listen, you will definitely be the first to get on the chair tomorrow." Joseph said confidently.Carl didn't want to waste any more time, he waved his hand and said, "Come on, I'm leaving."

Joseph said behind him: "We'll see!"

Karl stood still at the end of the corridor on the first floor, and priest Fiona stood on the other side.

"Carl, you're here too." Fiona greeted, and then realized that she might be too active in this way, she turned her head, and her long hair covered her slightly flushed face.Carl asked casually, "Is Eli not here?" "He went to bed, he didn't sleep well last night." Fiona frowned, "He's probably exhausted."

Carl said casually, "I heard that you can divination for people?"

"Um, I'm probably not as accurate as Eli." Fiona lifted a strand of dark red hair, "But it's still possible to calculate roughly." Carl asked, "How should I cooperate?"

"Give me your hand." Fiona said, Karl stretched out his hand wearing a pure white glove, Fiona tore off the glove, revealing her slender fingers, her soft fingertips danced in Karl's palm, after a while, she said:

"Death, despair." She closed her eyes and said softly.

"Unreconciled resentment, sparks of a prairie fire, rekindled hope."

"After hope... I can't figure it out," Fiona said, opening her eyes.

"This is up to you to control yourself."

The author has something to say: The number of words in the last chapter is embarrassing. I don’t know if you noticed it... I feel that the CP writing is not sweet. It’s strange. How about some stories before the manor?Now there are only a few scenes where you can’t go shopping and flirt with girls, hey, how can you write with only a few people?The reason why I didn’t write about the dinner party is of course—my Ka Dian’s peerless beauty can only be seen by Yuemei!

And I didn't update it yesterday... It took a day to return the book, and I will update it tomorrow.

☆、Thinking about the past continuous tense

In the dim room, Karl was half lying on the gray sofa, squinting his eyes, and the sunlight was peeking out from the half-closed window.Suddenly remembered something, got up, rummaged through the box he brought, and found a black box, Carl opened it gently, feeling a little lost for a moment.

There was nothing in the box, it was empty.

It used to contain his most important things, but it was given to others a long time ago.

The afternoon sun was blurred, he opened the window, and the light poured into the room, only Emma and Emily were talking outside.

My thoughts were suddenly pulled to a few years ago.

"Your friend died from a knife wound." He covered the coffin, his eyes on the mask were calm, and the man in black robe opposite him said politely, "Thank you, then... when can we be buried?" Carl took off his gloves, Said: "The face of the deceased is seriously damaged, and it will take a long time to repair. The suggestion is...not to repair it." Not impossible."

"Oh?" the man asked, Carl turned his back and said, "It will take about two days."

The man said lightly: "Then I'll come over in two days. Excuse me, how much is the fee?" Carl tidied up the utensils on the table: "We'll talk about it later." He didn't seem to care about this topic, and said, "Okay, you go first Get busy."

Karl put on a new pair of gloves. The man hadn't taken off the brim of his hat since he entered the door. However, it's not like he hasn't seen such a person before. After all, they are just for making a living, and he doesn't bother to do what that man does. Thinking about it, it was probably due to insanity that he had this strange way of covering himself up.He pushed back the coffin lid and got to work.

The work has only been done for less than a morning. Carl rinsed his hands with clean water and leaned on the recliner to read today's newspaper. Work has never been the most important thing.

"Another person is missing?" His fingers brushed over the face of the person in the newspaper, and compared the place name, it turned out to be the town he was in.Carl turned over the newspaper and sighed lowly: "Recently, it's really getting more and more insecure. I hope this person won't become my makeup object."

After closing the newspaper, Carl walked around the coffin, opened the door of the room and walked out.

The market in the small town has always been the busiest place, and it hasn't changed even in the war-torn era.Carl passed through the lively crowd and went straight to the depths of the alley. It was Miss Catherine's bakery. The business had never been very good, but it was the quietest place in the town.

"Carl, is it still the usual long loaf?" Catherine asked at the door, Carl nodded, and she went into the store to pack.Carl sat down on the wooden chair.

There was one more person in the bakery where he was the only one in the past, and it was the man in the black robe.His slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, Carl turned his head away, the man didn't notice him.

Catherine came out holding the bread. She smiled and said, "I made an extra piece of bread today, and I put it in a bag for you. It's still warm." Carl would only say a few more words when facing her. Asked: "Is there a kind of bread that can be stored for a long time?" Catherine tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked: "Oh? What do you want that kind of bread for?"

"It's convenient for me not to go out for a few days in a row." Carl said, Catherine scratched her head, and the black-robed man on the opposite side knocked on the table and reminded, "When will mine be ready?"

"Hurry up!" Catherine responded, and said to Carl, "I'll see if I can develop it." Carl took the bread bag and said to her, "It's not safe these days, so be careful."

Catherine blushed and said shyly, "Then come and accompany me." Carl chuckled lightly, "I have a job."

"Okay, men are just boring." Catherine waved her hand, "Go and do your work, goodbye!"

The man seemed to have discovered his existence only now, and raised his head and said, "Are you there too?" Karl didn't want to remind him of the fact that he had been here for a long time, so he nodded.The man said, "I just came to the town and wanted to find a place to stay. Why didn't I see a hotel?" Catherine said, "There is no hotel in our town. If you want to stay, sir, you can only find someone you know to discuss the lodging."

The man said softly: "Is that so?" Carl left the bakery, and Catherine brought up the bread ordered by the man, and said, "You can talk to Carl, although he looks cold, he is actually very talkative." .” The light blue eyes that flashed under the black robe faded away, and he asked, “What’s your name?”

"Catherine." She smiled. "What about you?"

"Me?" The man thought for a moment, then said, "Samuel."

Catherine looked at Carl's direction and asked, "Are you friends with Carl? He really doesn't know many people." Samuel said, "I just met today, so it's not really a friend."

"Oh." She brushed back her blond hair. "Well, what do I have to say to make him understand?"

"You like him?" Samuel asked. Catherine blushed to her ears, but she didn't deny it. I'm overwhelmed."

Samuel said: "Sooner or later, you have to be patient."

Although Catherine wondered why she would talk about relationship issues with a stranger, she did not resist, and said straightforwardly: "I don't have to worry about not being able to catch up! That's the person I, Catherine is after!"

"I wish you success." Samuel picked up the bread bag and got up to leave, leaving a strand of his white hair on the seat.

What needs to be done now is to convince Karl to let him temporarily stay at his house.

And then... find the third person...

The author has something to say: Forgive me, I really can’t write any more in the manor... What Samuel still asks the beauty to be nicer, this chapter opens the second volume, and it is still the first reply to the random CP Xiaofanwai For the benefits, no one replied to me... I forget it haha.

This memory killing won't last long, and it's the only memory killing part of this work. It will be solved in about four chapters and return to the manor (unless I get inspired), the pit is a bit big, and I'll fix it... At the moment, I can only write photos of the deceased. I will release Jie Yuan first, and it won't be too long.

Also, I changed the name of Joseph Yomi to Samuel, please don’t kill me... This paragraph should write about the source of emotion, otherwise the sudden love will be very weird.

Then the sauce!

☆, blurred truth

Karl didn't make things difficult for Samuel and agreed to stay at his house temporarily.Originally, there is no difference between one more person and one less person, not to mention that this person is still his client.Two days have passed, and the work is coming to an end.Samuel still didn't show his true face, and of course Karl didn't show any displeasure, just doubts.

Open the newspaper, and a fifth person has already disappeared.

"This is trying to grab my job..." Carl closed the newspaper lightly, and Samuel walked out of his room and asked, "What do you think about this?"

Carl lowered his eyes and said: "It can't be a coincidence, it must be man-made. However, no one person should be able to evaporate five people at the same time like water vapor." Samuel smiled: "That's not necessarily the case."

"How long do you plan to stay here?" Carl decided to use his landlord rights, Samuel didn't have any intention of leaving, he didn't like watching a big black robe dangling in front of his eyes all day.Samuel straightened his clothes and said, "What's the rush? You won't lose money. I haven't finished my work in town yet."

Karl said, "You can figure it out."

It's odd that he's said more lately than the past few decades combined.

Walking to the market, Catherine's bakery was right in front of her eyes. Catherine wiped the table, saw him coming, and said, "Carl, are you here to get the bread?" Carl put the money on the table as usual. : "Can you... come this afternoon?" Carl asked, "Why?"

"I have something very important to tell you!" Catherine gestured and said seriously.Karl brushed the dead leaves off her head. What could be so important for a girl?He thought for a while and said, "Yes."

Catherine jumped up happily, and cheered: "Great, then you come here at five o'clock in the afternoon." Carl nodded and reminded: "My bread." Catherine patted her head, embarrassed He smiled and said, "I forget it when I'm happy, just wait, I'll get it for you."

Carl sat in a chair and waited quietly, not noticing a dark shadow leaning against the wall of the bakery.

Samuel raised his head slightly, and his cold lips curved into an arc that was neither high nor low.

"so sorry......"

"But she can't seem to wait for you..."

The sun moved away very quickly, and Karl estimated the time, it was almost five o'clock.He simply packed up and rushed over. He had already handed over the body to Samuel, and it had nothing to do with him afterward.The bakery was as quiet as usual, Karl waited there, for a long while, no one came.

"Did she take a nap again?" Carl whispered, the door of the bakery was open, as if the owner had just left.

After waiting for a long time and no one came, Karl didn't intend to spend any more time here, so he turned and went home.Samuel read yesterday's newspaper with relish on his sofa, and asked, "Miss Catherine's confession failed?"

"What confession?" Carl asked back, and Samuel looked at him strangely: "She asked you out today, isn't it for confession?" Carl said lightly: "I didn't see her."

Perhaps it was because of the disappointment of being released as a pigeon, Carl was not in a good mood. Samuel poured himself half a glass of red wine and said, "I have finished my business, and I will leave tomorrow." He raised his hand, and a piece of blue and white The drill fell into Carl's palm, and the color was close to transparent. Carl knew it was a rare treasure, and said, "I don't think your accommodation fee plus my work fee should cost so much."

"I only have this." Samuel said, "You can give me some change if you want."

Carl thought for a while, then took a black box from the cabinet, opened it to reveal an amethyst, he said: "I don't know how much this is worth, you can keep it as a souvenir."

Samuel did not refuse and accepted.

Then he left without taking anything.

It had rained heavily that night, and he hadn't come back, and Karl sat in the living room, waiting for him rather than sleeping.After waiting until midnight, he thought about it, why not go find him.

Holding an umbrella and stepping into the rain, the strong wind blinded people and the cold rain hit their faces. Carl found Samuel.

He was completely soaked.

"What are you doing here?" The umbrella moved to Samuel's head, he didn't answer, and there was a soft sobbing sound from under the black robe.There was a blank piece of paper at hand, which was soaked in water, and it was vaguely seen that it was written with bad news.Karl didn't know how to comfort him, and said, "Don't cry...you are such a big person..."

It was the first time he saw a man cry, Karl put his arms around him helplessly, not knowing what to say.As the rain died down, Karl wondered if he should take off his hat and wipe the water off his fair face.Well, he was mainly curious about the face under the black robe.Before he could take this action, Samuel stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm laughing."

"What's the matter?" Carl thought, he should express his concern at this time.

As soon as he raised his head, he was caught off guard by Samuel!

Cold lips covered, and Karl seemed to forget that he should scream for a moment.Samuel probably recognized the wrong person. He drank too much, and there was a faint taste of alcohol between his lips and teeth.Carl didn't push him away.

Forget it... just let him indulge once.

The next day, Samuel left.Even Karl wondered if last night was really just a dream.

Years later, when Karl thought about it, he hoped that his fate with that person would come to an abrupt end there.

"Stop." The blade leaned against Karl's neck, and a woman's voice came from behind, "Where did he go?" Karl asked calmly, "Who are you talking about?" The woman replied, "The man who lived with you recently. "

"I don't know." Carl said coldly.

The woman put away the knife, and a voice came from behind: "Your good friend named Catherine...is it gone?" Carl was surprised, but still remained calm: "Oh?"

"Let me tell you, she is dead." The woman chuckled, "Isn't it a surprise that she was killed by that man?" Karl frowned deeply, and she said, "Not only Catherine, but all the people who disappeared recently , he killed them all."

Carl sneered: "Should I believe you?"

The woman said: "All the people who were killed have one thing in common. They are all posthumous sons of French nobles... Oh, I forgot to tell you that the person who lives with you has killed hundreds of people like this people."

"Do you want me to kill him and avenge your little lover?" The woman said quietly behind her back, and he said, "I don't have a lover." She sneered, and said, "Yes, that person is your lover. Haha , you... were really bold last night."

Cal coldly said: "Shut up." The woman wiped the knife and did not mean to be silent. She said: "His family was killed. He thought it was done by a French noble family. Of course...not so."

"I'm leaving." The woman said, "You'd better tell him that it wasn't that respectable old man who killed his whole family."

"It's me. His dear sister."

Karl didn't understand, but he had a faint feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Catherine... is she really gone?

The author has something to say: kiss*2.Hi Sen ahaha.

The memory killing can be ended early, and the content of the copy will end in the next chapter.Also...Samuel is just a code name, it has nothing to do with our Yuemei's name... Oh no, I feel sick when I read this name.

Regarding the basic character design of Samuel in the dungeon fragment, why did I make up Gargamel...funny

Go back to the manor in the next chapter... and start to follow the emotional line.

Also, did I emphasize over attack and shou... Don't worry, I won't write it, but Joseph is really not shou (although he behaves like it...)

☆、Gorgeous back to the present...

Soon after the woman left, Samuel returned to his sight at inopportune moments.Carl leaned against the window, waiting calmly, without any expression on his clear face.Samuel waited for him to speak, Carl raised his head slightly, and asked lightly: "The sixth person is missing, and it is Catherine."

"Oh, that's a pity." Samuel said, and Carl looked at him calmly: "Just now, my sister asked me to talk about something." He seemed a little shocked, and said hoarsely: "Elizabeth asked you?"

It turned out that her name was Elizabeth, and Carl said, "Yes, and tell me something about you."

"I killed people." Samuel admitted, "The six missing people are the last blood of the Abel family."

Carl said: "To be honest, I didn't understand the old things about you. What made you go this far? Kill an innocent, 16-year-old girl?"

"I'm not young anymore." Samuel had the meaning of a long talk. "A long time ago, I lived in a happy family with my two older brothers, my mother and father, and my younger sister Elizabeth."

"Elizabeth wasn't my mother's child, she was a product of my father's drunkenness. Sorry, I didn't mean to call her that. Then my parents started the biggest war I've ever seen, and they fell out. Then, My father was addicted to alcohol and sex, and my mother spent the rest of her life in pain and despair. I watched her die, and I hated my father."

"Our family used to be a noble among the nobles. My mother died, and everything was different. But my brothers still love me very much. My father's health is getting worse day by day. I really hope he dies quickly. But he is still alive, until that night."

"Brother and father were killed."

Samuel was still very calm: "I hid in the innermost room and survived. When I went out to look, Elizabeth passed out on the ground, and there was a knife with the emblem of the Abel family next to it. I knew it was the one who was watching and waiting Our perishing family did it. They deserve the price, they ruined my last happiness."

"Later, they all died. I thought the story could end in this way, but I overheard that in order to preserve the blood, the Abel family asked the old servant to run away with six young children. Among them, Our Miss Catherine."

Carl remembered what Elizabeth had said to him, and said, "But what she said...it wasn't that venerable old man who did it, but she did it." Samuel seemed to be lost in thought again, his tone like a cold blade : "Should I trust you?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Carl didn't even blink his eyes, he had seen too much life and death.Samuel didn't mean to hurt him, and said coldly: "I will ask her about this matter myself, so you don't need to say more." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"You killed Catherine, and you plan to leave like this?" Carl's voice sounded abruptly, Samuel chuckled, and said arrogantly: "Yes, can you stop me?" Carl suppressed his great anger, coldly Said: "In any case, Catherine did not do anything to apologize to you." Samuel said: "I know, she likes you, you like her, ruined your happiness, I am so sorry." I mean sorry.

Carl said, "She's just my sister."

"Sister?" Samuel sneered, and approached Carl again, "Is this the latest way of flirting? Brother and sister? I like it."

Facing his shadow, Karl unconsciously showed a hint of disgust in his eyes, pushed him away fiercely, and said, "Go."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Samuel straightened his clothes and said lightly, "I'm waiting for your revenge."

In fact, Catherine is just a passer-by in Carl's eyes, not to mention revenge.But he didn't know whether he really felt sorry for Catherine, or it was purely for lip service, and he said viciously: "I will let you pay it back with your whole life."

Samuel left and never came back.His life fell into darkness again.

What he didn't tell him was that the amethyst was the most precious item in his life and the only memorial left to him by his relatives.

Carl took a deep breath and closed the empty black box.

Before I knew it, night fell.

"Little Karl, come out for dinner!" Joseph's voice sounded outside the window, he poked his head out, and said lightly, "You can just say that you don't know the way to the restaurant." Joseph was choked, and said after a while: "Okay , I don’t know the way... That’s why I need Carl to take me away, let’s go.”

Carl sighed and disappeared.Joseph waited patiently on the spot, and soon saw Karl slowly approaching, he said: "Why are you so preoccupied, who made you angry?" Karl said lightly, "Thinking about something."

"Oh, I see, you look the most like..." Joseph made a fool of himself, and Carl raised his eyebrows. When he said it, Joseph laughed before he said it: "I'm broken in love! Haha! "

For the first time in his life, Karl felt the urge to beat someone up.

"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding, little Carl will fall in love, and I don't believe it." Joseph blinked his clear light blue eyes, and Carl coughed, "Why don't you believe me?"

Joseph glanced at him, and said to himself: "As long as you are cold, which girl would like it?"

"......"

"Hey, like me, I can live among the flowers without touching my body!" Joseph smiled smugly. Karl didn't want to talk to him anymore, and his eyes fell on Joseph's left hand.

He didn't see clearly what the purple shadow was just passing by.

The author has something to say: Who can help me pick it, the next chapter is to write the big draft of the first sacrifice that I have already typed, or to completely complete the copy of the posthumous photo, or to write the big draft of Jieyuan?It's so tangled...but the posthumous photo has taken up the main stage for so long, shouldn't someone else be on stage to dance duo...

I know that there are a lot of fifth bosses among the little friends who read the article... If you don't mind, you can play me, this little cute new...

Someone replied to me in this chapter and announced the fifth account in the next chapter!Usually krypton gold babies are free to send a skin pendant or something, I will not refuse anyone, or team up or anything.

Let me put it here, you know that I really like the babies who support me

The baby who replied before...I didn’t get my reply (it seems that a few were intercepted), I love you, thank you for your support all the time!

☆、The truth is revealed too quickly...

The next day, there were no instructions for the game, and everyone was idle. Fiona, Emma, ​​and Emily sat in the garden planting flowers.

"Fiona, if you continue to make trouble like this, this flower will die." Emma sighed. Clear water was pouring out of Fiona's watering pot, and she unconsciously looked into the distance.Hearing Emma's reminder, she turned her head and apologized slightly: "I didn't pay attention just now." Emily said: "It's okay, it shouldn't be flooded yet."

Fiona seemed to be preoccupied, and a small black figure flew over from a distance. Emma said pleasantly, "Eli's bird, hey, why isn't it with him? Did it quarrel?" Emily said: " I think it's here to find Fiona." Fiona looked up, and the owl stopped on the branch, pointing in one direction with its wings.She wondered, "What do you mean?"

Bird ignored her and closed his eyes to sleep.Emma said: "Is this...meaning you to go there?" Fiona said: "There is a newly opened lunatic asylum over there. There is usually no one there. Why do you want me to go there?" Emily said: "If you If you're afraid of the dark, I can go with you."

Fiona thought that Eli was looking for her for something important, and said, "No need, I'll go there by myself."

The Baisha Street Madhouse is on the west side of the manor, and it is dark all year round. Fiona walked into the gate with an oil lamp.The long corridor outlines a dark shadow. Although she is not afraid, she is still a little nervous.The desolate and dilapidated scene is the main theme of this building, she tried to call out: "Is anyone there?"

"What are you doing here?" Eli's voice sounded coldly in the hall.

Fiona gasped, and asked, "Why are you here alone?" Eli said sullenly, "I'm fine, you go out." Seeing what he said, Fiona was even more worried, and said, " Where are you?" He coughed and said, "I'm really fine, Fiona, it's not safe, get out." She followed the voice and found him, and Eli sat pale in the corner of the storage room, His shoulder was bloody, and he held a dagger in his hand.

"What's going on?" Fiona took a step back in fear, thinking in a panic that she should help him treat the wound, she walked a few steps, was pushed away by Eli, and fell to the ground.

Another dagger glowed coldly, and it was stuck in the position she had just now.

"Don't be afraid." Eli said, "He probably won't come again."

The injury on his shoulder had deteriorated into a deep gash because he pushed Fiona away just now. Fiona tore off a corner of his skirt and helped him bandage the wound.Asked: "What happened just now? Did that person want to murder us?" Eli didn't answer her question, and said: "It's called