Mo Yi was slightly taken aback, and then slowly frowned. He walked to the marble statue, and carefully observed the face of the stone statue with the light of the flashlight in his hand.
The same pale face, exactly the same facial outline, all the details on the face are lifelike, and its eyes are not pale and colorless like other marble statues, but dark black that swallows all light, empty like a black hole, and Real people are no different.
Mo Yi held his breath slightly, and tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the face of the statue in front of him.
The touch under the fingers is cold and hard, and under the light of the flashlight it looks like the fine and smooth texture of marble.
It is indeed dead.
But every detail of it is so lifelike that it makes Mo Yi involuntarily have an illusion that it will move in the next second and slowly turn his head to look at himself.
But it stood quietly in the darkness, motionless, its dark, empty eyes staring blankly into the distance.
Wen Chen also walked in from the place where Mo Yi walked through just now. He examined Mo Yi carefully, and after confirming that he was unharmed during the short period of time he was out of his sight, he turned his head to look at the place. Dusty marble statues.
Mo Yi adjusted the angle of his wrist and controlled the light of the flashlight to shine on other places in the room.
The deep shadows in the depths of the room were illuminated by weak and pale beams of light, and the moving light source dispelled a bit of the dead darkness, slowly revealing other scenes in the room in Mo Yi's line of sight.
I saw countless pale marble statues densely packed in the depths of the utility room, standing in the darkness with the same posture, staring at him quietly.
As the circular light of the flashlight moved over the faces of each marble statue, Mo Yi took a silent breath.
—Although all the stone statues have the same face.
housekeeper.
Mo Yi felt a weird and subtle creepy feeling crawling up his back, slowly penetrating into his skin, bringing coldness and discomfort that could not be ignored.
He slowly took a few steps into the darkness, shortening the distance between himself and the group of marble statues with butler faces, and while walking forward, he carefully observed them one by one.
At this moment, Mo Yi discovered some details that he hadn't had time to pay attention to just now.
Among these densely packed marble statues, although most of them are complete, some of them are damaged and incomplete. Some "butlers" have broken arms and legs, and some have a huge hole in their heads. The hole in the body, or the vague and ordinary facial features were torn open, revealing the hollow and pale interior underneath.
These marbles seem to be hollow
Mo Yi was stunned, and approached the marble statue closest to him with a missing piece of cheek, stretched out his hand and gently scratched across the irregular crack, the sharp texture on the edge brought a slight pain to the fingertips.
However, besides this, Mo Yi seemed to feel some strange sticky sensation...
Creamy, cold, like the skin of a cold-blooded animal clinging to mucus.
strangeness…
Mo Yi used the flashlight to shine a light on his hand, only to see some semi-solidified liquid on his fingertips, the chaotic viscous liquid dyed his pale fingers into a slightly dirty color, exuding a smell familiar smell.
Sweet and cold.
The smell that Mo Yi had smelled in the corridor or in the house several times before seemed to be concentrated on his fingertips at this moment, as if from the moment it touched the skin, the sweet and greasy smell began to be narrow and silent. Gathering together in the darkness, the aura that represented death and ominous surged silently and intensely, almost making people feel physically uncomfortable.
Mo Yi wrinkled his nose unbearably, lowered his head and took out a tissue to wipe off the liquid on his fingers, but even so, the sweet and disgusting smell still lingered on his nose for a long time refused to disperse.
He shone a flashlight on the hollow inside the marble statue, peering in through the irregular opening.
I saw a layer of this kind of unknown liquid lightly adhered to the pale inner wall of the marble statue, shining a strange luster under the light.
Mo Yi took two steps back slowly, then raised his eyes to look at the countless neatly arranged marble statues at the back of the room, his dark eyes flickered slightly under the light, and fell into deep thought.
Could the smell I smelled at the scene of the player's death come from this liquid? Will it have something to do with the housekeeper? Although there are too many things that are still unclear, it is too early to draw conclusions immediately, but Mo Yi's intuition tells him that he has taken a big step forward.
Before, all he could see was the tip of the iceberg exposed on the water, and he could only glimpse the leopard in the dungeon, but now, Mo Yi felt that he was slowly approaching the truth - although the seemingly chaotic clues in front of him seemed irrelevant, But as long as the key entry points are found, they can be strung together into a complete network.
And now he has some vague ideas.
Mo Yi took a deep breath and withdrew his gaze.
At this moment, only Wen Chen said behind him without warning: "Time is running out."
Mo Yi was brought back to reality by his words, he looked down at the dial on his wrist, it was already ten past two in the afternoon.
According to the previous experience, the servants in the house will knock on the player's door at 2:40 and take the player to afternoon tea. Therefore, if they leave now, they will still have time to return to their own before the maid knocks on the door. Room.
Mo Yi took a deep look at the dark room for the last time. The pale marble statues were lined up neatly in the silent darkness. Countless pairs of empty black eyes stared ahead. The blurred and stiff facial lines stood out in the darkness. It was so weird that it made people feel chills down their backs.
He said softly, "Let's go."
After finishing speaking, Mo Yi and Wen Chen squeezed out of the utility room together along the narrow passage they squeezed in, and the stale smell of dust they rubbed out along the way covered up the remaining sweet smell on their bodies. The utility room in the dark still looks narrow and chaotic, and there is no way to see that there is such a wide space hidden deep behind the pile of sundries.
They walked out from the secret door one after the other, walked through the labyrinth-like tall furniture covered in white cloth in the side hall along the path they came in before, and then walked through the dark and cold side hall, narrow and The dim corridor finally stood in the wide hall again.
There was no one in the hall, and it was so quiet that the sound of breathing could be heard.
However, at this moment, Mo Yi saw a thin figure slowly appearing from the darkness on the other side of the hall.
The familiar pale face, the dark and empty eyes, the face that seemed to be covered with a false and polite mask, and the black and straight uniform were no different from the countless marble statues standing quietly in the darkness just now.
However, it is able to move.