Chapter 121
Before this, Wen Shi had never made a vicious conclusion about the young master Shen Mansheng. Just because of the bed in the bedroom, and also because of the diary.
He always felt that a child who didn't want others to sleep in a simple servant's couch and divided half of his bed out would not fold his sister into the sofa simply because she liked to laugh and was a bit noisy.
And that diary always talks about Brother Jun - Shen Manyi often drags Brother Jun to play games at inappropriate times, so it's annoying. Mr. Li often criticizes Brother Jun in his writing, so he is mean.
When I heard about it, I felt that the diary was fragmented and strange, and that's why - because the cause and effect of everyone and everything in the diary had nothing to do with the young master himself.
And the content is often contradictory. One moment he said, "Shen Manyi only drags girls to play with real and fake brides, and she often pulls brother Jun." The other moment, she said, "Shen Manyi still likes to let me guess the real and fake brides."
Before that, Wen Shi thought that the person who wrote the diary was in a bad state, showing a depressed and crazy energy, so the content was a bit confusing.
But now, when all these points come together, the line suddenly becomes clear.
If the words in the diary belong to Ajun; if the things in the diary are Ajun expressing his suffering through the mouth of the young master; if "Brother Jun" and "I" between the lines sometimes refer to the same person, then everything It seems to make sense.
But there is still a problem...
Ajun and Shen Mansheng are about the same age, and both are smaller than Shen Manyi. What Shen Mansheng can't do, why can he do it?
…
I pondered for a moment when I heard it.
At a certain moment, he felt like he was thinking of something, but before he could catch it, he was interrupted by the sound of Mr. Li scratching his flesh.
Mr. Li dipped his pen full of old blood and tried to compete with the repeated word "深", but the tip of his pen was blocked by Wen Shi.
"Wait a minute." Wen Shi looked at his empty eye sockets and asked, "Did you say something or do something abnormal?"
Otherwise, why would the "young master" write in his diary "Mr. Li found out" and rush to kill him.
Mr. Li's movement suddenly stopped, and the blood from the pen tip fell on the paper, turning into a rusty red. He held his wrist and wrote three words vigorously on the paper for a long time:
Come to me.
"Aren't you right here?" Xia Qiao said blankly.
After saying that, he suddenly realized that the only person here was "Mr. Li" who had returned late at night. The real Mr. Li was like Shen Manyi on the sofa, still trapped in a corner and never seen the light of day.
"Then where are you?" Xia Qiao asked quickly.
"I can't ask." Xie Wen closed the book box and stood up straight. He took the calligraphy paper on the table, folded it into a strip, pointed at the door and said to Wen Shi, "Let's go and find him."
They know Mr. Li very well. You can ask him many things and he will always try to tell you if he cooperates. Only the place of death is taboo.
Just like Shen Manyi before, if you don't want to see it, you can't mention it.
Sure enough, Xia Qiao saw Mr. Li holding the pen and not speaking. The next second, the tip of the pen broke with a "snap", and the blood suddenly flowed endlessly, covering the entire desk in the blink of an eye.
Xia Qiao turned around and saw that his brother and Boss Xie had already left the door one after the other. He and the two "ghosts" were the only ones in the room staring at each other. He didn't even bother to scream and ran away.
As a result, Shen Manyi and Mr. Li ran faster than him on horseback.
Wenshi stood in the middle of the corridor and tugged on the puppet string. After tugging, he remembered to pull another one——
Shen Manyi and Mr. Li, two puppets who were already light and airy, appeared in front of him instantly. As for the third one...
The third one bumped into him from behind, gently helped him on the shoulder before he could stand still, and asked in a dumbfounded voice: "You are so stubborn, did you forget that there is a person tied to the line?"
yes……
But will you admit it when you hear it?
impossible.
He denied it and said in a deep voice: "It's something."
Xie Wen nodded, released his hand and looked like he was listening attentively: "What can't be said if you stay three to five steps away? Let me listen."
"..."
I couldn't make it up when I heard it, so I simply gave up. He turned to Mr. Li and said, "Looking around is a waste of time, so..."
He picked the string that tied Mr. Li, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm offended."
After saying that, Wenshi hooked the puppet string with one hand and grabbed Mr. Li's shoulder with the other, pushing him to take a step in each of the four directions: east, west, north and south.
Mr. Li had a confused look on his face, and he turned however he was told, except for a moment of hesitation when facing east. There seems to be some resistance to that direction.
He wanted to retreat, but his way was blocked by Wen Shi.
The other person did the opposite, pushed him a step in the direction he feared most, and whispered: "Keep walking, don't stop."
When Xia Qiao chased after him, he saw his brother walking all the way, adjusting his direction according to Mr. Li's reaction. It was exactly the same as when he opened the navigation app and turned the arrow while exploring the way forward.
“Is this okay???”
Xia Qiao couldn't help but followed Wen Shi and Xie Wen obediently, looking everywhere from the ceiling to the seams of the carpet and even the glass walls.
"There's no need to look everywhere." Xie Wen reminded quietly.
Xia Qiao asked quietly: "Where should I look?"
"A place with beams, a place to tie ropes, and a place with water." He replied without looking back. He has a clear goal and his eyes never drop.
, so you can scan quickly.