I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 35 Guess who is me ()
  After the King of Masks left, all the new masks on Moni's body disappeared, leaving only long and narrow wounds that were bleeding out.

This was what the eldest lady saw when she arrived. She first checked the second young master and made sure that he was fine but had fainted before going to see Moni.

She took out a bottle of spray from somewhere and sprayed it on him. After finishing the front side, she turned it over. It was a bit like applying seasoning to the food to remove the fishy smell.

Xia Qimiao was untimely hungry.

The sticky green liquid wrapped around Moni's wound and quickly stopped the bleeding. This strange scene was breathtaking.

If it weren't for the wrong identity, Xia Qimiao would have asked her where she bought it.

Seeing that the eldest lady was dragging someone away by his collar with one hand, she used a hammer to hold down the second young master's legs: "He wants to kill me, don't you need to give me an explanation?"

The eldest lady hesitated for a moment before letting go of her hand holding his collar: "Then kill him."

After the second young master woke up, his consciousness was mixed, as if something had disturbed his brain, it was painful and chaotic.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was tied up in the torture chamber within the family, unable to move.

The rope technique was very professional, as if it was done by his eldest sister. Thinking of this, he stopped struggling.

"Why do you want to kill me?"

The woman's voice is easily reminiscent of the lake in the forest. Even if a stone is thrown and ripples appear, it will quickly return to calm.

She seemed to be asking about a trivial matter rather than a life-threatening attempted murder.

His eyes moved up from the shiny fishtail skirt and fixed on her white mask.

"I didn't mean to kill you."

He was controlled and couldn't help himself. If he really wanted to take action, he would not choose to do it there, nor could he just attack once and then stop.

At that time, he had just been released from possession and stopped quickly. Before he could explain, he was hit on the head from behind and fainted.

"Your eldest sister doesn't think so. She handed you over to me and asked me to kill you. She also tied you up thoughtfully to prevent you from escaping."

Xia Qimiao paid attention to his reaction. He paused first, opened and closed his lips, as if he wanted to say something but gave up. His whole body was eclipsed like a deflated rubber ball.

"I can only say that I didn't want to kill you. If you definitely want to find someone to take revenge on, then please do it and give me a pleasure." He closed his eyes and said.

really weird.

He didn't struggle, quibble, get angry, question, or hate. He just calmly accepted the outcome of being handed over by his relatives and dying innocently.

Xia Qimiao was a little suspicious at first, but now she is sure that it was not him who did it. He probably wanted to put on a good show of a hero saving the beauty, so that she would let down her guard and get close to her to play with her.

Since he didn't do it, why was he willing to take responsibility for it? When he talked about his death, he was not at all intense, as if he had already met his fate of death.

"You also know that everyone will die at eight o'clock?" She asked tentatively, and found that his eyes suddenly opened wide with disbelief in them.

really.

For him, death is sooner or later, and there is no difference between dying earlier and dying later.

interesting. "Your eldest sister gave you to me to appease my emotions; you accepted me to kill you because you understood what she meant," Xia Qimiao analyzed bit by bit, "You are afraid that I will make trouble. , will ruin your plan, so I am willing to use death to let me vent my anger."

"Actually, I've been thinking about it for a long time, why can a tabloid reporter sneak into a killer's party?"

When Miss Fourth revealed her identity, she knew that this was not a background randomly arranged by the copy, but a foreshadowing with a relevant background.

"Someone must have let me in for some purpose. The person with this power is usually the host of the party, which is a few people from your family, isn't it?"

The second young master remained silent, lowering his eyes to avoid being noticed by his violent fluctuations.

"Your father and the third eldest child are dead, so only you and your eldest sister are left. Oh yes, it seems that you haven't met your little sister yet."

As soon as these words came out, he could no longer pretend to be calm and said loudly: "What did you do to her? She is innocent and she doesn't know anything!"

"Really?" Xia Qimiao's voice sounded high, and she looked at him leisurely.

"It's me. It's me who sent you the invitation. It's me who let you in. It's me who doesn't want you to die and asks you to die for me. It has nothing to do with her at all!"

His words were incoherent, and his words did not match his words. He struggled hard, but he was still firmly restrained on the chair connected to the floor.

"Is it you?" Xia Qimiao raised his face with a hammer, "Then tell me, what color is my mask?"

She once observed that each member who came to the party had a different mask style, but everyone invariably avoided colors that were the same or similar to red, blue, black, and white.

This means it is a taboo that cannot be touched.

The mask couldn't be taken off, and there were no mirrors in this building. Xia Qimiao never knew what kind of mask she was wearing. Now, from his pupils, she could see clearly - they were white, just like Miss Fourth. s color.

Based on what he just said, he should be the scapegoat.

"Don't worry, she is still alive and well, but what will happen to her depends on your performance. Will you be lenient if you confess, or be stern if you resist?"

"...Our family enshrines an evil spirit."

This evil creature likes to watch siblings fighting each other the most, but it doesn't like to watch two people who have a bad relationship with each other sword fighting.

Therefore, it gave an order to every president to educate the children well and keep them close.

When the handover of the president is about to come, the truth will be revealed - among the brothers and sisters, only one can survive and become the new president. Only one can gain endless wealth, supreme status and powerful power, and the others It will only become a withered skeleton.

Those who are unwilling to take action will be possessed by it and kill their relatives while they are conscious.

Parties are its playground, relatives turning against each other and killing each other are entertainment programs for it, and other members of the Killer Association are the audience it invites to laugh with.

This farce will not end until eight o'clock the next day.

Then, a new president takes office, trains new children, and then lets them kill each other to elect the next new president...

"We want to end this bad luck, so we find a way to die with it."

"Sister... no, it's me. I thought of a way to keep my sister alive, so I gave her mask to you, luring you to come here as a scapegoat. She really doesn't know anything, and she can't persist even with insufficient training. There’s not a drop of blood on my hands, really… please.”

(End of this chapter)