[The current mission objective has been changed: collect four clues in the house within a safe time (2/4)]

When the strange mutilated certificate was discovered, Tan Ying also received a hint of the task change, which means that she found the second important piece of information related to the plot.

"The second clue is this special certificate? Could it be that this Liang Wenbin changed his name, and he was actually called Liang Wensheng before? ”

Tan Ying considered this possibility at the first time, but quickly denied it:

"That's not right...... If you think about the old photo before contacting, it is more likely that this family has a second child, a child with the word sheng in his name......"

The handwriting at the bottom of the matchbox, the four chairs placed next to the dining table, and the mutilated certificate in front of her combined to outline a simple outline in Tan Ying's mind:

"This child named Sheng may be the existence that the family is trying to hide...... Not only did he not appear in the group photo, but even the award certificate he won was torn off. ”

Now that the plot has an eyebrow, Tan Ying no longer wasted time on this mutilated piece of award, and instead walked to the desk in this room.

The desk does not have a cabinet, so it also saves Tan Ying a lot of trouble, and she only needs to search for the stationery box placed on the desktop.

The surface of the cartoon stationery box has been rusted, and half of Donald Duck's face on it has been covered by rust, leaving only an intact eye, which looks like he is staring at Tan Ying.

Although she felt a little hairy in her heart, thinking that she was in a safe state for a period of time, Tan Ying didn't think much about it, and directly opened the stationery box.

The strange thing is that there is no stationery such as a pencil ruler in the stationery box, only a flower that has withered and dried up, which has been blackened due to the decay and loss of water for too long, and the overall size has shrunk I don't know how much.

Tan Ying wanted to take out this flower, so she reached out and touched it carefully, but she didn't expect the flower to be so fragile that it directly shattered into powder.

That is, when the flowers turned into powder, Tan Ying's vision was suddenly covered by dim colors, and the scene in front of her was also blurred and distorted, and it was impossible to see it really.

At the same time, a vague conversation also sounded in Tan Ying's ears, as if two people were standing beside her talking:

[Don't you know that this is my mother's favorite potted plant......]

[I know, but you said you wanted to put it in a stationery box, so I got it.] 】

[However, my mother will lose her temper! She hates it most when someone touches the flowers and plants she raises on the balcony, in case she knows that you did it......]

[Then I said to see it beautiful, take it off and eat it.] You have good grades and are well-behaved, and your mother won't think about you. 】

[But in that case—]

[Rest assured, my body is hard, even if I take a few more hits of the board, it doesn't matter. As long as you like, it's not a problem. 】

Soon, the dim color that enveloped Tan Ying's vision gradually dissipated, and the voices of those immature children no longer appeared.

Tan Ying's body shook a little, but regained her balance.

She held her forehead, still immersed in the illusion that had suddenly descended just now:

"That's ...... A reenactment of past scenes? Is it a hint of the plot? ”

Although the voice of the conversation was a little faint, the content was very clear, it was clearly the communication between the two children, and it had a direct connection with the flowers that had been shattered in the stationery box.

"It seems that there are indeed two children, one is named Liang Wenbin, and the other is called Moumou Sheng...... This flower, judging from the content of the chat, was secretly picked by a certain sheng and given to Liang Wenbin, because Liang Wenbin's good grades were mentioned. ”

Tan Ying's thinking gradually became clearer, and she also had a deeper understanding of the relationship between these two children:

"Liang Wenbin is a standard good child with excellent grades, and he is also deeply loved at home, as for that Moumousheng's treatment should be much worse, and it is very likely that it is not the family's own child, otherwise there is no need to hide his existence...... Judging from the relationship between the two, Xiao Sheng is obviously very good to Liang Wenbin and is willing to bear the punishment for him. ”

At this time, Tan Ying suddenly realized that she had almost triggered some kind of terrible crisis:

"Wait, Liang Wenbin said that his mother hates people touching the flowers and plants she raises the most, and most of them are talking about the dead flowers on the balcony...... If I had poured out the soil from those pots before, I am afraid it would have caused some extremely horrible changes......"

Recalling the evil spirits that walked down from the second floor because he lit a candle and patrolled back and forth for dozens of minutes, it was not difficult for Tan Ying to think about what would happen to her after she overturned the flower pot.

"This family doesn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp......"

A little chill grew in her heart, and Tan Ying also closed the stationery box on the table again, turned around and walked towards the door, intending to explore the second room.

…………

"That's all I can tell you, and the rest can only wait for your wife to slowly discover the truth."

The barbarian's voice was low, and his voice was a little dry from the long narration.

Tang Juyi's mouth was half open, and he seemed to be a little surprised by this story:

"Really...... That's really ...... It's a surprise. ”

The barbarians don't sound like they're willing to talk about these things:

"My story is over, but what about yours?"

Tang Juyi is still reminiscing about what he just heard:

"Don't worry, wait for me to do a little bit...... The owner of this old house, the old gentleman surnamed Liang, suddenly went crazy, hacked his own son to death with a knife, and the lady who was very affectionate to him? What kind of god twist is this? It sounds a lot like the plot of a Hong Kong-made horror movie in the 90s...... You don't want to fool me with some third-rate movie, right? ”

The barbarian's tone became a little annoyed:

"Fooling you? I've seen these things with my own eyes, why do you say I'm fooling?! When Old Man Liang waved the butcher knife, his wife's blood even splashed on my face! ”

Tang Juyi was stunned when he heard this:

"Yo, you are actually on the scene of this exciting plot? Why didn't Mr. Liang cut you down? Is it because it's hard to deal with your tiger's back and bear's waist, so he selectively ignores you? It seems that Old Man Liang is not completely crazy, at least he knows how to pick soft persimmons and pinch ......"

Another punch was in the lower abdomen, and Tang Juyi curled up directly in pain, almost not directly turning his back on his back.

The barbarian lifted Tang Juyi with one hand, and his tone was already full of danger:

"Do you tell your story, or don't you tell it?"

Tang Juyi gasped with difficulty, and barely squeezed out a few words from his mouth:

"Shhh...... What's the hurry...... I'm going to talk about it right away...... You're a ...... Gotta change ......"

The hand holding Tang Juyi's neck increased his strength, and Tang Juyi's face also became a lot purple:

"What if you ...... You want to kill me...... You have to think about it......"

The barbarian let go of Tang Juyi, and then threw him directly to the ground, smashing Tang Juyi is eyes full of gold stars, and he didn't recover from lying on the ground for a long time.

"If I were Old Man Liang...... Don't say you're crazy...... I'm even afraid you'll go crazy......"

[HP: 42%]

Glancing at his status bar, Tang Juyi gradually noticed that the situation was not good, and said secretly in his heart:

"I can't talk anymore, otherwise the plot won't come out, and I'll have to lose myself first......"

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