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For a moment, Fang Li really didn't want to understand what was going on.

He remembered the science popularization that Tang Chong gave him at the beginning, the one-person-one-vote system was implemented in the carriages... Fuck his one-person-one-vote system, there are hundreds of tickets to say the least.

He suddenly realized that the foreign friend with mixed blood from six countries in front of him didn't seem to be simple.Can one person get so many tickets?

Jenny was still warmly inviting Fang Li to join his team. Fang Li was organizing his speech when Zhu Yicheng's voice came from the door: "Fang Li, what are you doing?"

Zhu Yi rested his hands on the door, staring at this side, his eyes are like a loyal dog that is not easy to mess with, the kind raised by Xie Baiyuan.

"Just chatted a few words." Fang Li frowned at Jenny, declined his invitation as politely as possible, and said that his friend was sick and needed care, and today's three meals might need a few of them to solve by themselves.

When he reached the last few words, his tone was not so polite, and the tight corners of his mouth symbolized the master's irritability.

Yes, Fang Li is quite irritable at the moment, especially when he thinks of Xie Baiyuan lying there with a high fever—while he is being dragged here to have meaningless chats.

This kind of overly extreme emotion was extremely rare in his first 23 years of life. After all, his life was smooth and smooth. At most, he was haunted by nightmares every night when he was a teenager, which made him reluctant to distort things like darkness and ghosts. A certain degree of shadow is cast.

He will be afraid, and will look at the world with beautiful eyes, but he will not be tempted by a specific person, let alone such unreasonable irritability.

It seems that in his subconscious mind, Xie Baiyuan should not be so weak and sick, but has a strong body and agility that everyone envies.

Perhaps Zhu Yicheng was frightened by his overly serious expression when he was thinking about the problem, and Zhu Yicheng couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Li came back to his senses, his brows stretched, and he waved his hand wearily: "I thought about something."

Zhu Yicheng let out a groan, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end, he just subconsciously lowered his breath.

No one would believe him when he said it, but it was Fang Li who made him react subconsciously.

The main reason is that Fang Li's affectionate appearance just now is too different from his usual one. If he has to say something, Zhu Yicheng can only say that his appearance is a bit like Xie Baiyuan.

Of course, there is only one point, after all, he believes that there will never be another devil like Brother Yuan in the world.

Fang Li pushed open the door and found Zhao Xiaotong and Gu Feng father and daughter looking back at him at the same time.

He suddenly felt a little more relaxed, stepped forward and asked softly, "Is he better?"

Naturally, he was referring to Xie Baiyuan who was sleeping on the bed.

"It's okay, there are signs of fever." Zhao Xiaotong said, "Don't worry too much, I just swallowed the medicine, and the panacea doesn't take effect so quickly."

Fang Li looked at Xie Baiyuan's complexion, and after confirming that he looked better than before, he was a little relieved.

Xie Baiyuan was covered with a quilt, and his overcoat was hanging in the closet.

Fang Li walked over and took out the letters and keys from the coat pocket.

Zhu Yicheng leaned over with a strange expression, staring at the two letters: "What is this?"

"The letter," Fang Li said, "I don't know what's written in it."

I just don't know, so I have to open it and have a look.

He sat down and opened the envelope, only to find a shadow gathered above his head, and when he looked up, four pairs of eyes stared at him.

Even the youngest Xinxin looked at him without blinking.

Zhu Yicheng grinned and said, "Let's watch together, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang."

They have five cobblers, four big and one small, and Zhuge Liang sleeps unconsciously on the bed.

Although Zhao Xiaotong muttered "Who is a cobbler like you", his eyes were still staring at the envelope honestly.

Fang Li: "..."

The word "together" is also very magical. Saying this word is like the relationship that everyone will be a grasshopper on the same boat. If the boat capsizes, I will accompany you to dive.He spread out the letter and muttered, "Then let's read it together."

So the heads of the five cobblers got together and checked the letter.

The first letter appeared to be written by the hostess of the villa, with beautiful and neat handwriting.

They should be thankful that the setting of the dungeon is quite humane. It looks like a foreign background here, and the letters of the key npc are actually written in standard Chinese.

"Dear Georgia:

I haven't seen you for three months. How are you doing?

What you told me about the haunted house, I mentioned it to Barney, and he thought it was just hearsay.

My due date is next month, and Barney tells me we're at least five months away from recuperating and returning to land.

I know it's sad because I can feel that you love this little boy as much as I do my mother.

Annie's been naughty lately, God, you don't know how much I wish she could be quiet and ladylike.

Job, the housekeeper, is in charge of our food and daily life. Anne likes him very much and always pesters him to play hide-and-seek.But I get the feeling that Barney doesn't like Job, although I don't understand why... Maybe it's because Barney's been off his meds lately, and he's looking more suspicious than ever.I even believe that if I hadn't been pregnant with his son, his fist would have landed mercilessly on my stomach.

By the way, Job is the young man we met in the market last time. He is a warm-hearted stranger who has no friends here. He is willing to take care of our family with a salary of five hundred pence a month.

I really want to meet you.

I wish you all the best.

—your Delia. "

This letter should have been sent by the hostess to one of her friends, but for some reason, she couldn't send it in time.

"There's a lot of information," Zhu Yicheng scratched his head, "There's something wrong with Job, should we find him first?"

Although he wasn't extremely intelligent, his physique as a fortune teller made his intuition very sensitive.

Fang Li nodded, because he felt that he was also the type whose IQ and courage were not enough, and his intuition was based on luck.

In this letter, there are rumors about the haunted house, the sensitive and suspicious male host Barney who seems to have domestic violence tendencies, and a suspicious butler Job.

Zhao Xiaotong poured cold water on Zhu Yicheng from the sidelines: "How can it be so easy to find? Besides, this happened many years ago."

Fang Li pointed to the date on the bottom line of the letter: "Ten years."

"..." Zhao Xiaotong pointed to the yellowed letter paper, "Ten years, if the housekeeper is alive, he may have already left this island."

Fang Li murmured, guessing casually: "If he was alive but didn't leave, then he might not have been the one who prepared the meals the day before yesterday."

The basis for this guess is that the letter mentioned that Job, the housekeeper, has been in charge of the food and living of the family in the villa.

Although there are unreasonable places, they are not in the real world. As long as the copy thinks, all unreasonable things can be rationalized.

It was Gu Feng who suggested: "We'll talk about this issue later, let's read the second letter first."

Strictly speaking, the second letter is not a letter, but a diary written by Miss Anne herself.

The little girl's narrative style is a bit abstract. In addition to typos, the same abstract pictures are used in some places.

The five cobblers studied for a long time, and finally, with the help of Xinxin, whose language system overlaps with Annie's, they finally understood this diary.

The contents of the diary are mostly what happened to Mom and Dad, and what Uncle Job said.

The hostess said that Anne was disobedient, but it was actually because the little girl was jealous of her younger brother.

The younger brother had taken most of her mother's attention before she was even born, so Annie started deliberately breaking plates and wasting food to get her mother's attention.

However, her actions didn't get what she wanted. Her mother's energy was only on her younger brother, and her father locked himself in the study all day long, and occasionally saw him a few times, all with red eyes, like a devil.

Uncle Job said it was because she wasn't getting enough attention.

Until one day, Anne wrote on the diary paper: "What should I do? I knocked over the candlestick and the kitchen burned down. Will my mother be very angry? Uncle Job told me to hide, and he will solve everything."

The next thing can be connected in a chain, the kitchen is connected to the wine cellar, the kitchen is set on fire, and the wine in the wine cellar is bound to make the fire more vigorous.

The fire in this villa must have been accidentally caused by Anne.

"Then let's go to the third floor first?" Zhu Yicheng said jokingly in order to ease the atmosphere: "It's popular to write letters in this villa. Maybe the host also left a diary or something?"

The result became a truth.

Fang Li and the others used the silver key to open a door on the third floor. That room was the study of the host, Barney.

They found a handwritten diary of the master in the desk drawer.

Xie Baiyuan leaned against the head of the bed, looked at the diary in front of him, and stretched out his hand to rub the aching between his brows.

Fang Li handed him a glass of water, and asked with concern, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Xie Baiyuan squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, shook his head, and said with a smile, "It's much better."

Although he fell asleep, his perception of things around him was still there.

He could hear Fang Li's voice, he could feel Fang Li's heartbeat when he carried him on his back, and he clearly knew that these things were real, not just in dreams.

The few bosses nearby, who rarely saw such a gentle and harmless boss, were about to breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the boss's eyes casually flinging over, as sharp as usual, and even a little disgusted.

"..."

A few people looked at each other, shouldn't they be standing here?

Fortunately, in just a moment, Xie Baiyuan put away his dislike. He picked up the diary that was scribbled like ghosts, and said in a dragged tone: "Oh——so this is what you guys went to the third floor to read. reward?"

Zhu Yicheng probably rarely has this kind of opportunity to express himself other than divination. When asking for credit, he did not forget to bring everyone: "We did it together. As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang."

Xie Baiyuan gave a noncommittal oh when he heard the words, and his tone rose, which made everyone's hearts hang.

"Then let me interview this cobbler." Xie Baiyuan's voice could not be heard, but it made people feel nervous. "Did you only find this diary in the room?"

Zhu Yicheng said truthfully: "Before I have time to look at the others, I will take this one down when I find it."

Fang Li was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Xie Baiyuan raised his eyebrows: "Then do you know that this key can only be used to open the door once?"

In other words, the rooms on the third floor can only be entered once.

As soon as these words came out, the other people all looked disheartened.

Tell a joke: three cobblers, the best Zhuge Liang.