Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 146

The voice of the mechanical female voice had just fallen, and a tall blue carved window lit with a blue glow.

The eyes of the newcomers were subconsciously attracted to the past, and the expression on their faces became paler and desperate-every scene and every detail now reminded them that this is by no means an ordinary tidy show, and the development of things Far beyond the scope of their common sense.

The low weeping sounded again, lingering in the extravagant and solemn hall, which made the back chilling.

The veteran who pressed the cigarette **** muttered impatiently, "... these newcomers will cry."

His voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

But the low whine didn't stop.

Just then, a young girl stepped out of the shadow of the marble porch timidly, her face inconceivable panic:

"I ... I haven't cried since I started talking in that strange voice ..."

Everyone couldn't help getting creepy-who is crying now?

The low sobbing sound didn't seem to stop, sobbing in his ear whine, as if it came from the dark cloister in the deep hall, and it seemed to be close to his ear, which made people all over. cold.

The veteran also seemed startled. He straightened his back, and said a little out of anger:

"... Who is doing the trick? It's not funny at all!"

Another veteran who seemed quite calm stood up and raised the volume and said, "Will all players stand in the center of the lobby?"

The crowd gathered towards the center of the hall, and Mo Yi and Wen Yan also took two steps symbolically along with the flow of people and came to the crowd.

Mo Yi silently looked around the crowd gathered in front of the stairs, and silently counted in his heart: excluding Wen Yi, this copy has a total of 23 players.

Although there are many players this time, the copy time is very long, and the newcomers account for a small proportion-it seems that the difficulty of this copy is not high.

Mo Yi lowered her eyebrows slightly, covering the expression in her eyes.

Now all players are concentrated in a small square of space in front of the stairs, standing face to face, no one is left behind, and no one has a tear on his face, but the weird cry still surrounds the hall.

The faces of the newcomers were all white. The girl who had just made a snoring sound, Liu Shen looked at everyone without a master:

"... Here, what's going on?"

The crying stopped abruptly.

There was only a dead silence in the hall, as if invisible wind could be heard through the gloomy corridor.

Everyone was cold behind, staring silently at the other pale faces of others. No one spoke, the atmosphere was extremely depressed, as if even the sound of breathing was a burden.

Just then, a cold voice sounded behind her without warning: "Dear guests ..."

Several newcomers screamed frantically, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at speaking), —

Mo Yi paused and took a deep breath-he wasn't scared by the sound of the initial voice, but the squealing screams of the newcomers surprised him.

He stepped forward, crossed the figures of other players, and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a man's figure appeared in the shadow of the hall without warning, as if the whole person was melted into the thick and dark darkness, his body was as thin as a shadow, a pale and no one There is no expression on the colored face, just watching the crowd silently, as if waiting for something.

Several other seniors have comforted the frightened newcomers.

Everyone watched this sudden figure with vigilance, the atmosphere in the hall was tense and dull.

The thin man stepped forward slowly, and his complete figure finally appeared in the light.

He was wearing a dark black butler uniform, both the meticulous neckline and the cuffs exposed from the black jacket were neat white, and a thin gold chain shone on the chest, extending into the jacket's pocket.

The most uncomfortable thing is his face. His features do not have any characteristics. It seems to be able to melt into every crowd, but when this face is taken out separately, it gives a strange sense of dissonance. It was as if watching a jumbled and reorganized puzzle.

He spoke-still the cold, polite tone:

"Dear guests, welcome to Mr. De Klaus and Ms. De Klaus' wedding. I am the housekeeper of Klaus House, and I will welcome you in the next few days."

The butler paused, and the gloomy and hollow black eyes slowly moved around the crowd:

"You must have received the invitation. Please keep it well."

After speaking, he took out the old-fashioned golden pocket watch from the pocket of his coat, looked down, and said:

"It's two minutes before ten in the morning, and the lunch will be delivered to your room half an hour later. If you need anything, you can ring the bell to call the maid. You can visit the house freely before ten in the evening.

Do you have any questions? "

The crowd still looked at him silently, and a new man asked timidly:

"That ... is our room ... the room to wake up?"

The steward still kept that polite smile, looking as if wearing a pale mask, he replied without a pause:

"Yes, miss."

After that, he bowed and exerted force, and the radian of his movement was like the general standard of measuring with a ruler:

"Since you are all right, let's step down first."

After speaking, the housekeeper slowly took two steps back, as quietly as when he came, once again blended into the shadow of the marble porch.

His body quickly disappeared into sight, and everyone looked at each other, silently staring at other players.

The thick and deep clock sound broke the silence without warning, reverberating in the empty and extravagant hall, and knocked ten times-the housekeeper said that it was ten o'clock in the morning.

One of the senior players cleared his throat and said:

"That ... So, let's team up separately, and look for clues everywhere, wait until 11 o'clock to gather under the stairs, how about it?"

After a chaotic group of people, everyone separated in twos and threes, and the crowd in the hall soon disappeared, and gradually became quiet.

Mo Yi and Wen Yan slowly walked around the hall.

He walked slowly to the end of the hall, and saw the magnificent and magnificent door clinging tightly. On both sides stood the marble statues with well-formed and full-bodied limbs. The arc curvature and sporty lines on them looked amazing Pleasing to the eye.

Mo Yi tried to reach out and push the door—not moving.

He didn't expect much, but shrugged indifferently, then turned and walked in the other direction.

At that moment, Mo Yi seemed to hear some faint musical sounds ... it seemed to be the sound of playing the piano.

He acted, standing still and listening intently—the soft music intermittently passed into his ears, as if it were a whisper in the ear of a lover, but it was vague and distant, and he didn't really listen.

I don't know why, Mo Yi always felt that the sound of this tune seemed a little familiar. He frowned slowly, and then walked along the sound of music toward the hallway on the side of the hall.

The sound of the music became clearer as it approached, and the piano sounded very gloomy. It played in a weird and weird tone, making the listener heavy.

The farther you go, the darker the candlelight in the corridor, the cold and sweet aroma permeates the air.

At the end of the corridor is the side hall, with the door half covered, and the clear piano sound is clearly heard from the door gap.

Mo Yi turned his head and Wen Yan looked at each other, reached out and held down the cold door of the side hall, and then slowly applied the force. The carved door in the side hall was pushed inward carefully and inwardly—

The piano stopped suddenly.

Mo Yi looked down the side of the open door and looked into the side hall. The room was completely dark, but he could only see some vague contours undulating in the darkness, and his ears were silent, and the sound of the piano could no longer be heard.

He pulled out the flashlight from his backpack, pushed the door of the side hall, and walked inward with Wen Yan.

The side hall was quiet and deserted, and the temperature seemed to be much higher than the floor in other rooms. The cold cold air slowly penetrated into the bone gap, making people goosebumps.

Mo Yi slowly moved the flashlight in his hand and frowned slowly.

——The scene in this room is completely different from that in the lobby.

All the furniture in the side hall was covered with a thick white cloth, which seemed strange and solemn in the darkness.

Mo Yi slowly walked into the room, Wen Wen was behind him and followed him half-step closely. The thick carpet under his feet absorbed the sound of their walking, and he illuminated the room with a flashlight. The furniture covered with white cloth can only see a fuzzy and stiff outline under the light.

He stopped at the corner of the side hall, slowly reached out and pulled a white cloth over the half-height bulge, then lifted it vigorously.

A burst of dust rose up and fluttered under the beam of light of the flashlight.

A piano was revealed in front of Mo Yi's eyes, the piano cover was opened, and the black and white piano keys were exposed under the light-the sound of music just now should come from here.

Mo Yi stretched out his hand and wiped it gently, a thin layer of dust was instantly smeared on his fingertips.

He stooped to pick up the white cloth on the floor and covered the piano again.

Mo Yi's eyes wandered aimlessly in the side hall, as if searching for something.

At that moment, his eyes fell on the wall opposite the piano, and he saw a huge picture frame hanging on the wall, almost covering the entire wall, and it was covered with white cloth like everything else in this room .

Mo Yi frowned in doubt, and turned around to look around the room.

Except for this huge picture frame in front of which is covered with white cloth, the oil paintings on other walls are hanging on the wall quietly like other ordinary decorations, and they are not covered.

Mo Yi hurried forward, reached out and grabbed a corner of the white cloth, and was about to set off vigorously--

He hadn't waited for him to move. He only heard a familiar voice behind him, which sounded cold and polite:

"Dear guest, do you have any needs?"

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