After putting down the last lunch in his hand, Ling Qi walked to the other door of this room alone. It seems that in the whole museum, at the end of the hall, there is only this one room, and then after passing through this room, you will go to the corridor behind another door, and then the room where everyone lives.

It seems that the scale of the whole museum is as simple as that.

Ling Qi pushed open another door in the room, walked into the corridor where the light was not very obvious, facing so many rooms, he found everyone's room according to the room number assigned to Ling Yu and the others before, and then knocked on the door from the beginning.

He stood in front of the room at the beginning of the corridor, he hadn't entered yet, and after looking down at the label in his hand, he was sure that it was Han Mo and Wen Ya's room, and then raised his arm and knocked three times on the wooden door panel.

Suddenly, a crisp knock echoed throughout the corridor, probably because the space in the corridor is relatively small, so the echo is relatively heavy.

After hearing the knock on the door, Han Mo pushed open the door, at this time Wen Ya was still sitting on the bed, Ling Qi subconsciously looked inside, probably the two of them were sitting and chatting for a while.

"Is there something going on, Mr. Ling?"

Han Mo saw Ling Qi knocking on the door, thinking that he was going to say something about the museum.

Ling Qi replied:

"Mr. Han, lunch is ready, please come to the room with Miss Wen to eat."

"Oh, it's lunch." After Han Mo finished speaking to Ling Qi, he turned around and looked at Wen Ya behind him, and then said to him, "Xiao Ya, lunch is ready, let's go eat first." ”

"yes, okay." Wen Ya, who was sitting on the bed, got up and walked to Han Mo's side after speaking, preparing to go out with Han Mo, they had just arrived in the room not long ago, and they hadn't been in it for long, so they didn't need to touch up their makeup or anything.

Seeing Han Mo and Wen Ya standing at the door preparing to come out, Ling Qi immediately said to the two, "Wait a minute, you two, I'll call the other guests." ”

Han Mo nodded.

Ling Qi followed the order of the room and walked into the corridor, ready to call the others. Unbeknownst to him, when he had just walked two steps and had not yet reached the door of the other room, several people in the other room pushed open the door of their own room at the same time, as if they had discussed it in advance.

Next to Han Mo's room was Chu Ming and Shu Xiaoran's room, Chu Ming took Shu Xiaoran's hand and locked the door after walking out of his room, and at the same time, Ling Yu and Qin Jian, who were opposite their room, also made the same move.

Ling Yu locked the door of his room and walked in front of Ling Qi, looking at the expression of surprise on Ling Qi's face, maybe he didn't expect that several of them would have such a tacit understanding and open the door at the same time. Maybe it's because these four people have been working together before, and they have a mutual spirit with each other.

"We heard your knock at the door, so we came out."

Ling Qi nodded, as if to say, "Hmm! ”

Now there are seven people in the corridor plus Ling Qi, and there are two people, Yin Fei'er and Zhang Xiaoqian, and the rooms of the two of them are at the end of the corridor, although they are actually not very far from the door.

Those two rooms are also the last two rooms in the entire corridor, and the people invited by Ling Qi this time happened to fill all the rooms on both sides of this corridor, and they didn't know where Ling Qi was going to stay at night.

Maybe it was because of the short distance from the beginning of the corridor, Yin Fei'er and Zhang Xiaoqian, who were in the last two rooms of the corridor, didn't hear Ling Qi's knock on the door of Han Mo's room just now.

Ling Qi then walked towards the two rooms.

As before, he knocked twice on the doors of each of the two rooms. Ling Qi didn't find out that Ling Yu was following behind her, probably Ling Yu wanted to know more about Yin Fei'er and Zhang Xiaoqian, from the beginning to the present, she always felt that there was a story between Zhang Xiaoqian and Yin Fei'er, but she didn't know what the content of the story was.

After Yin Fei'er and Zhang Xiaoqian walked out of the room, Ling Qi told them that it was time for lunch, but Ling Yu observed that Zhang Xiaoqian, as before, had been holding his notebook in his hand, not knowing what was recorded on it.

And Yin Fei'er is holding a mobile phone with a light screen in her hand, although the distance is a little far, but Ling Yu can still see the content on it clearly, Ling Yu saw that on Yin Fei'er's mobile phone is a chat software interface, and it is still in a state of dialogue with the contact.

When Ling Yu saw the name of the contact on Yin Fei'er's mobile phone, she couldn't help but glance at Zhang Xiaoqian, who was opposite Yin Fei'er. Because the person who talked to Yin Feier on Yin Fei'er's mobile phone was Zhang Xiaoqian.

What's going on, it's clear that the two of them are in the room opposite each other, but the two of them would rather communicate on their mobile phones than open the door to each other's rooms and talk to each other face to face.

Could it be that the contradiction between the two people has reached such a serious level?

Ling Yu only pretended not to see anything, these things could not be said explicitly, and could only be observed little by little in the later stage. I don't know for what reason, Ling Yu is particularly interested in the matter between Yin Fei'er and Zhang Xiaoqian.

After Ling Qi saw Zhang Xiaoqian and Yin Fei'er coming out, he turned around and walked in the direction of the beginning of the corridor, and took a few people to the room just now to have lunch.

As soon as they walked into that room, the dazzling light instantly shone into their eyes, and to exaggerate, they were like rats that had lived underground for a long time, and they couldn't see the bright light. Actually, it should be because the hallway lights are too dim.

The smell of rice wafted everywhere in the room, and because they didn't have time to eat breakfast in the morning, Chu Ming and Shu Xiaoran's stomachs both began to resist a little, and they kept gurgling.

One by one, they sat down on the couch and sat in front of each cutlery. There was still a piece of cutlery left on the table, and one of them was not seated.

Ling Yu raised his head and saw that it was Qin Jian, who was still standing with Ling Qi.

She lowered her head again and looked at it, if Qin Jian sat down, it was equivalent to Ling Qi having no seat, wouldn't Ling Qi eat with them?

"Mr. Qin, why don't you sit down yet?"

Seeing that Qin Jian hadn't sat down for a long time, Ling Qi asked why.

Qin Jian said, "Then where are you sitting?" Obviously, Qin Jian also found that there was not enough tableware.

Ling Qi smiled and said to Qin Jian, "Hehe, Mr. Qin, don't worry, I've already eaten before this, so you can just sit down." ”

Qin Jian nodded, and just as he was about to sit down, his legs, which were about to bend down, straightened up again in an instant, and he returned to Ling Qi's side and stood in a row with Ling Qi, as if he had something to ask him:

"By the way, I have a few questions for you."

"The scale of this whole museum is very simple, the hall that we just came in for guests to visit, the room we are in now, the corridor where the light is not obvious, and then the six rooms for us to live in, it seems that there are only these."

"If these rooms were the rooms you lived in before this, where are you staying tonight, in the same room we are in now?"

"There's one more critical issue." When Qin Jian said this, his two eyes seemed to widen a little, looking at Ling Qi in front of him, and Ling Qi also looked at Qin Jian.

"Also, as you said before, this whole museum is the residence of the master painter Jin Xi at the end of the last century, and Master Jin Xi will definitely paint in this museum, but I think the scale of the six rooms in the room we were in just now should be the same, but as far as I know, these six rooms are not like a painter's studio used to paint, whether it is lighting or the interior decoration of the room, of course, this room is also, the light in the room is too strong and dazzling, most of them are glare, and they are not suitable for painting. And there are a lot of books, and this room has more windows, so the crow cries outside can easily disturb the painters, for a master like Jin Xi, naturally he will not choose such a room to paint. ”

"Then my question is, if this museum is Jin Xi's residence before his death, then where is the location where he paints? It can't be in the hall, it's not like a painter's style. ”

"Or is there some other room in this museum that we just haven't found?"

Hearing Qin Jian say so much, the people who were already sitting in the seats all looked at Qin Jian, what Qin Jian just said was not just a question about him, there must have been many such questions in the hearts of everyone who was doing it, but they hadn't said it yet.

The aroma of the food in front of them didn't seem to be able to tempt them too much, and compared to the food in front of them, the question of whether it was Qin Jian was even more tempting.

They looked at Qin Jian, who was standing and didn't sit down, and Ling Qi beside him, and after Qin Jian finished speaking, Ling Qi just replied simply:

"Mr. Qin, as I said before, I am only responsible for telling you what to do after entering the museum and your precautions, as for any other problems, it is only up to you to discover a little bit in the process of exploration."

Ling Qi left the room after speaking, and after that, Qin Jian was the only one standing in the room.

He seemed to be still thinking about what Ling Qi had said, or thinking about his previous question. Suddenly, he tried to feel the sleeve on his right hand sling. He looked down and saw that it was Ling Yu pulling his sleeve. Ling Yu didn't say anything, nor did he look at Qin Jian. But Qin Jian understood that Ling Yu was asking him to sit down and eat first.

The question about the structure of the museum was still lingering in Qin Jian's mind, and he sat next to Ling Yu to eat first.

The clock in the room was constantly beating, like a life-giving elf, the second and minute hands constantly moving on the sleek turntable, and the hour hand that did not change much, like a three-person dance on the stage of the disc little by little.

There were fewer and fewer meals on the table, and time was ticking, and after this lunch, it was the beginning of their exploration of the entire museum!