Standing in the bright and snow-white foyer, Yu Siqi felt for the first time that he could really do whatever he wanted if he was rich. A bright red and soft carpet covered in smooth and vivid marble runs through the hallway and into every corner of the room. Following the hospitable hostess, Yu Siqi stepped into the more magnificent living room with an expectant face.

In the center of the glittering living room, dozens of richly decorated crystal lamps hang from the ceiling painted as astrolabes, and six printed high-backed chairs are flanked on each side of a prismatic long table underneath. There is a large fireplace on the right side of the table against the wall, and because of the season, there is no fire now. However, a painting above the fireplace still attracted the attention of Yu Siqi and others, especially Father An, who actually stayed in front of the fireplace for a long time.

"What's the matter, Holy Father?" The hostess sensed the anomaly and turned around to ask.

"Ah, nothing... I just didn't expect to see this thing here, it's so interesting! Father Ann said with a smile as he stood in front of the fireplace.

While Father An and the hostess were chatting, Yu Siqi also deliberately stopped to take a closer look at the special painting. The clean canvas depicts an old man standing in front of a pile of firewood with a flint and steel, and the flames falling from the sky are burning the grass around him, but the pile of firewood in front of him is not even lit.

Judging from the painting skills alone, this is a very good oil painting. But it is too difficult for Yu Siqi to evaluate how this painting is. You know, he hardly took a serious art class in his childhood, let alone let him engage in any art appreciation.

"Have you finished reading?" Father An looked down at Yu Siqi, who was deep in thought, and asked with concern on his face.

"Hmm... Excuse me... I deserted..."Yu Siqi came back to his senses and said.

"It's understandable, after all, it's the first time I've seen such a big place, and it's reasonable to lose some of my mind." Father Ann pulled out a chair and motioned for Yu Siqi to sit down.

"Where did she go?" Yu Siqi just sat on the comfortable chair, and hurriedly asked, there was no one else in the entire huge living room, except for the two of them.

"Aren't you hungry when you cook?" Father Ann rubbed his stomach and said, "Man is iron, rice is steel; If you don't eat a meal, you'll be hungry! ”

"But... Such a big house, is there no one else? Yu Siqi looked at a large grandfather clock on the left and asked, "Even if there are no relatives, there should always be a little bit of the next person, otherwise... It's scary..."

"You're asking the wrong person, how do I know why there is no one else in this house." Father Ann sat down beside him, patted Yu Siqi on the back and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

With a tired and hungry body, Yu Siqi reluctantly straightened up, leaned back in a chair and listened to the sound of the pendulum. At that moment, through the small door on the side of the fireplace, the hostess came out with three plates of steak.

"I've kept you waiting, I've been too busy with work lately, and my craft is rusty, so if it's a little hard, please don't mind." The hostess enthusiastically distributed the plates.

Looking at the steaming steak, Yu Siqi picked up the knife and fork and was about to eat, but temporarily found that it was a bit rude to do so, so he stopped his movements. On the contrary, Father An did not hesitate to put the small pieces of steak in his mouth and chew it.

"It tastes very good, although it is a little rude to speak during the meal, but I really have too much to say, so I apologize in advance, if there is anything overstepping, please forgive me."

Before Father An, who was a little slurred, finished speaking, the hostess, who had just picked up the knife and fork, was there with a smile.

"It's okay, you can say it."

"Although we have met, and even you have generously allowed us to come into the house for dinner, some basic greetings are still needed." Father An picked up the napple and wiped his mouth, pointed to Yu Siqi, who had gobbled up and did not eat, and said, "Most people like to call me Father An, and this is my student Yu Siqi. What is the girl's name? ”

"I thought you all knew who I was, but judging by how you're doing so far, I seem to be thinking a little too much. Forget it, I'll tell you, Su Qingwen. The hostess, who called herself Su Qingwen, lifted the short hair around her ears and looked a little playful.

"Su Qingwen... Wait, why is this name so familiar? Yu Siqi suddenly stopped biting at the edge of his mouth, hurriedly wiped the vegetable leaves on the corner of his mouth and said, "You won't be that fashion designer, I've heard people say that you are very arrogant." ”

"Am I proud?" Su Qingwen asked with a pout.

"Not at all, it's just a rumor." Yu Siqi hurriedly added.

"Talkative," whispered Father Ann.

"I'm sorry, but I was too unreasonable." Yu Siqi looked at Su Qingwen, who was sitting there without saying a word, and began to feel guilty in his heart. I really don't have any emotional intelligence at all, and I actually offended the host who just entertained you for dinner in front of others.

"Hmm... That's right," said Father An, putting down his knife and fork, and said in a flat voice, "Actually, we didn't just come here this time just to eat. ”

finally admitted it, this old guy, and said that it wasn't for food. Yu Siqi raised his head and thought.

"Oh, is there anything more important than eating?" Su Qingwen asked.

"Although it is rude to do this, I still want to ask, has anyone in your family suffered misfortune recently?" Father Ann asked calmly.

Hearing this question, Su Qingwen suddenly felt like she had been struck by lightning, and her whole person froze in a daze.

After a while, she slowly spoke: "It seems that you really don't like to watch TV, aren't they all reported in the news?" My brother, he committed suicide. ”

"Then allow me to ask another excessive question," said Father An, standing up, "is it your brother who died in the last ward on the ninth floor of the Second Ruijin Hospital?" ”

"You're... Are you stalking me? Su Qingwen stood up vigilantly, propped up the edge of the dining table with her hands and said, "I have a little impression, you are the guys in the underground parking lot." ”

"I'm glad you remember," said Father Ann, smiling and nodding, "we did have such an encounter. ”

"I see... I finally understand..."Su Qingwen said to herself that she didn't like it: "I was kind enough to entertain you for dinner, but did you repay me like this?" Why did you come to spy on my private affairs, why did you trespass into my life. ”

"Please calm down, Miss Su." Father An stepped forward two steps, but was stopped by Su Qingwen: "If you dare to get close to me, you will call the police, you guys hurry up and get out of this house for me, and never appear in front of me." ”

"You'll have to hear our argument first, right?" Father Ann approached cautiously and said, "Are you really worried that a father like me will be a bad man?" ”

"The badge may be fake, and in this world, it is difficult to believe in anything and not to believe in anything." Su Qingwen retreated to the corner one after another, holding a large vase in her hand.

"Well, since you're so panicked, let's do it another way." Father Ann sat down on a nearby chair and said sincerely: "You just keep this position and don't move, we won't make any unreasonable moves, you listen to the words first, and then it's not too late to bomb people, right?" ”

"What else do you want to say?" Su Qingwen hugged the vase tightly and did not back down at all.

"Nothing, just want you to know we don't mean it." Fr. Ann said lightly: "From your reaction, I can deduce that something not very good has happened to your brother. You're the last person to see him, right? I want to hear from you. ”

"People are dead, what else is there to hear." Su Qingwen fell to her knees, and the vase slipped from her hand to the ground and rolled to the side.

Seeing this, Yu Siqi had some subtle feelings brewing in his heart, and he was just about to say his thoughts to Father An, but his face was blocked by a hand.

"Then I'll call a spade a spade," said Fr. Ann, who went to the fireplace, picked up the picture frame that was placed on it, "and if it weren't for this picture, I might have wondered why you would let strangers like us come and go at will." If memory serves, this is a group photo from 70 years ago, which of your ancestors was it? ”

"The fourth person on the right in the back row is my great-grandfather," Su Qingwen said, trying to stand up, "and that's the only photo he left for us descendants." ”

"I see, I get it." Father An's sudden realization made Yu Siqi and Su Qingwen invariably ask the same question: "What do you understand?" ”

"Everything." Father Ann turned and walked towards the stairs, "If you don't mind, I'd like to see your brother's room." ”

"Wait," Su Qingwen quickly walked past Yu Siqi, grabbed Father An's hand and said, "If I let you into my brother's room, will you tell me everything you know?" ”

"Of course," Father An gently lowered Su Qingwen's hand and said, "After all, I am also a priesthood!" ”

Things developed so fast that Yu Siqi instantly had the illusion that what happened before entering the house was repeated. Is it because his mind can't keep up with the current trend, or is Father Ann playing some trick again?

Why do things always go in unexpected directions?

It was incomprehensible, but there was no room for him to think about it anymore.

Because those two guys actually pulled him in the living room, he ran upstairs and disappeared.

You have to find them quickly, otherwise in such a big place, if you get lost, I am afraid that you will die in any corner and corner and may not be found by others.

Once this serious and laughable thought appeared in his mind, Yu Siqi's hands and feet climbing the stairs instantly became much sharper.