Su Fuqing and the others quickly fled the crime scene.

[Deserted and fleeing.] ]

[Laughs to death.] ]

[If you don't run away, it's not good to be found by Richie and them.] ]

[That's right.] ]

[Fortunately, Sister Su reacted quickly.] ]

[Although, the culprit is also Su Fuqing.] ]

[Don't dismantle the stage, don't we Sister Su lose face? ] ]

[It's okay, she can't see it.] ]

[Hahaha.] ]

[OK, run away.] ]

[Successfully fleeing the crime scene.] ]

[……]

It was only when he ran to the depths of the corridor on the second floor, at the door of the room where they lived, that Su Fuqing stopped.

"I can't find it, so let's stop here." She said.

"What are we running?" The thin man was confused.

Su Fuqing: "Don't you run and wait for Richie to find out that I broke their skeleton servant?" ”

All right.

The skinny man didn't want to know what the consequences would be if he was discovered.

Su Lingling said: "Fortunately, they ran fast, there might be something on their side controlling those servants." ”

"I guess Richie has found out by now." Su Fuqing was a little helpless.

She guessed correctly, Richie was already in the hall on the first floor.

Looking down at the white bones scattered all over the ground, his face was a little ugly.

Then, with a flick of his left hand, a black light appeared out of thin air on the skull, slowly drifting to the palm of his hand.

He clasped his palms together and said to Molly behind him, "Pull this pile of bones out and bury them." ”

Molly nodded respectfully, "Good father." ”

Because of a small accident, Su Fuqing and the others didn't do anything else in the morning.

It was not until noon that the group returned to the "crime scene" again.

The pile of white bones was gone, and Su Fuqing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Then she noticed that one of the skeletons served at noon today was new.

The skeletons are still too attentive to Su Fuqing, but she is always a little weak-hearted.

Richie didn't mention it, but he made two announcements that weren't good news for the player.

The first piece of bad news: the owner of the estate will be back tomorrow.

The big boss is coming back, and the difficulty of the dungeon will definitely skyrocket.

It was a bolt from the blue.

The players couldn't stop laughing.

And then the second piece of bad news: this afternoon, each of them needs to go to the studio to paint a picture as a gift to the owner of the manor.

Richie smiled and said, "The host likes to draw and admire other people's paintings, and I hope that the guests' paintings will make her like them." ”

Su Fuqing said tentatively: "What if I can't draw?" ”

Richie asked rhetorically, "How can you not be able to draw?" Could it be that the guests don't want to give gifts to their hosts? ”

With such a big pot buckled, Su Fuqing didn't dare to take it.

"If you want to send it, of course you want to send it, as long as your master doesn't dislike it." She said.

It seemed like an inescapable task.

I just don't know, if the painting doesn't make the owner of the manor like it, or even hate it, will there be any punishment?

The players were thoughtful.

Lance suddenly leaned into Su Fuqing's ear and whispered to her, "Auntie likes roses the most." ”

As the owner of the Rose Manor, it seems to be a matter of course to like roses.

But is what Lance says really credible?

Su Fuqing lifted his eyelids, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

[This dog thing actually opened a small stove for Su Fuqing.] ]

[The problem is that you can't believe it.] ]

[Maybe it's digging a pit for Sister Su.] ]

[I also feel like there's a problem.] ]

[I don't know if Su Fuqing believes it.] ]

[She's not going to believe it all.] ]

[How do I feel like this mission is going to kill people.] ]

[For sure, the big boss is coming out.] ]

[I feel like the boss appeared a little early.] ]

[It's not early, and the survival rate of players is a bit high now, so the dungeon is definitely going to do something.] ]

[Maybe someone will die today.] ]

[Don't crow's mouth.] ]

[Reasonable inferences based on experience only.] ]

[……]

After lunch, Rich and Molly led the players to the third-floor studio.

Lance and William didn't follow, which made Su Fuqing breathe a sigh of relief.

The studio on the third floor was very different from what Su Fuqing saw when they came last time.

All the paintings were placed aside, and a large space was vacated in the middle, with blank drawing paper on a dozen shelves, and there were also materials needed for painting such as paint brushes next to them.

Su Fuqing first looked at the paintings that were densely placed together.

She tried to find the mysterious woman, but she couldn't find it after looking around.

Did she miss a painting, or was the woman hiding?

Rich said, "Guests, you have an afternoon to paint." I'll call you at dinner. ”

With that, he left with Molly.

As soon as they left, Shinomiyama began to complain, "Damn, I don't know how to draw these shit things at all." ”

"Me too." Someone chimed in.

"Truth be told, my former art teacher was almost by me, and he said that I was the biggest failure of his teaching career......"

This one is even more heavyweight.

Su Fuqing said: "None of us are professional painters, and the copy should not be too difficult for us at this point." So I think it's more important to draw the content. ”

"But if you don't look like it at all, it will be a problem, right?" Xiao Jianshan said again.

Su Fuqing really wants to ask, how stretched are your painting skills?

One player couldn't help but ask, "So you know what to draw?" ”

"Rose, huh?" Li Hongmian said uncertainly.

Lu Yingjie rarely agreed with her statement: "The owner of the manor must like roses very much. ”

After discussing it, the players felt that this statement did make sense.

It's just that it's impossible for everyone to draw roses, right?

The atmosphere was a little frozen for a while.

Niman suddenly asked Su Fuqing: "When Richie said that he wanted us to paint, did that Lance say something to you?" ”

She sat opposite Su Fuqing, and she happened to see Lance's movements clearly.

Su Fuqing did not deny this, and said truthfully: "He said that the owner of the manor likes roses the most. ”

Hearing this, the players were overjoyed.

"So that's really the case, can we just draw roses?"

"The NPCs are all personally certified, for sure."

“……”

"Lance can't be taken to his word."

Su Fuqing had to pour a basin of cold water on them.

"He probably lied on purpose to trick me." She added.

The scene instantly cooled down again.

"He has a good attitude towards you, how can he pit you?" Lu Yingjie's tone of voice was a little sour.

He had long felt that Lance was too good to Su Fuqing.

Su Fuqing sneered: "He has a good attitude towards me? That's because they want to suck my blood. ”

Lu Yingjie was choked.

"If you envy me, do you want this blessing for you?" Su Fuqing said again.