The incident happened very suddenly and strangely.
At that time, Jian Jing was not at the crime scene, but was working on her craft class in her room. The reason will be explained later. Suddenly, all the lights went out.
With her experience of power outages many times, she immediately grabbed her mobile phone and used the light from the screen to illuminate the surroundings.
At one moment, the strange singing sounded again, intermittently, crawling out from the cracks in the ceiling, walls and floors, like a pervasive cold wind, drilling into the eardrums.
I don't want to listen, but I can't stop myself.
Jian Jing opened the door and decided to follow the singing to find out what was going on.
Then, she heard a lot of chaotic footsteps and it seemed that someone was talking.
"Meera?"
"Ghost... singing?"
"Who... mobile phone... can't see..."
[Task has been released]
[Quest Name: The Cursed Castle]
[Description: The legend of Winter Castle is spreading in the town of Bana, and the same tragedy is repeated. Who planned the evil, who committed the crime? Please find out the truth]
[Task rewards and penalties: 20 courage points for success, no penalty for failure]
Jian Jing's scalp exploded and she quickly ran towards the source of the sound.
At this time, the disadvantages of the family were exposed. The roads in the castle were winding and the vision was dim, so she was slow to avoid going astray. Fortunately, it didn't take long before the building was lit up and several figures gathered there.
"Are you all right?" She ran over and took pictures of everyone at the scene with her cell phone.
Kang Mucheng felt relieved, Si Yingjie was in a state of anxiety, Hollen and Mary were staring at the person on the ground, and Carl was walking towards them from the other end of the corridor, also holding a cell phone in his hand.
Leo walked up the stairs quickly, his face extremely ugly: "Meira?"
He called anxiously.
"Leo." Melanie fell down the stairs, holding her ankle with her hands, her face showing pain. But she didn't care about herself, and hurriedly said, "Look at Kimmy, she fell."
Jin Mi, wearing a bright red dress, fell to the ground, motionless.
Mary put the candlestick on the ground and felt her carotid artery. Her face changed drastically: "No heartbeat."
"What?" Everyone was shocked.
Mary immediately started CPR without saying anything, pressing her chest hard and trying to give her artificial respiration. But Jian Jing stopped her: "Do you smell it?"
"What?"
"She smells like bitter almonds." Jian Jing had an excellent sense of smell and followed the scent over her arm.
A needle was inserted into the bare shoulder, and the end of the needle emitted a warm brass-like hue.
Melanie screamed, "Kimmy!" Her voice was shaking, "No, no..."
"Save her!" Karl grabbed Mary and said anxiously, "What should we do?"
"This is *** poisoning." Jian Jing said, "The onset is very fast, there is no way to save him."
Carl gasped. "What the hell! What happened? Oh my god, Kimmy?!"
"Mela!" Leo supported the limp Melanie. Her hands and feet were stiff, and she had difficulty breathing. She seemed to be having another seizure.
Mary cursed and said, "Send her back to her room and give her a sedative."
Leo picked up Melanie and ran upstairs quickly.
Mary followed.
Carl was a little excited and asked loudly: "What about Kimmy? Are you going to ignore her?"
"She's dead." Jane Jing squatted down and carefully observed Kimberly's body. Suddenly she asked, "Wait, isn't this necklace worn by Melanie? Did she try on Coco Chanel's outfit?"
Kang Mucheng now had a kind of - how to say it, probably something that can be called enlightenment - nodded and replied as quickly as possible: "She did wear this necklace before, and everyone of us has seen it. What's the problem?"
Jian Jing pondered: "I'm not sure... Can I turn off my phone?"
Karl was stunned for a moment and turned off his phone.
Jian Jing also turned off her own.
There was hardly any light entering the interior of the ancient castle, and the vision was plunged into thick darkness.
In such an environment, even the faintest light is easy to distinguish.
For example, the faint fluorescence on Kimberly's chest.
Jian Jing grabbed the pearl necklace, turned on the flashlight, and carefully examined it: "It is coated with fluorescent material."
"Oh my god!" Si Yingjie blurted out, "So, the murderer actually wanted to kill Melanie?"
Hollen's face turned pale: "Who wants to do this?"
Carl's expression became even uglier: "You mean... Kimmy... she was killed for Melania?"
"I didn't say anything." Jian Jing glared at Si Yingjie and said, "Karl, send Kimberly back to her room first. Hollen, please tell Leo and Mary that we will go to the library later and figure out the whole thing together."
Whenever she encountered a case, she would exude a kind of intimidating power. No matter if the people present were older than her or had a higher status than her, they would involuntarily do as she said.
"What's the matter with the light?" Jane asked methodically. "Has anyone checked the switch box? Where's George?"
Kang Mucheng said: "I'll go with you to take a look."
Si Yingjie couldn't help but interrupt: "Wait, I have a question - am I the only one who heard the singing? Did you all not hear it? Just when the power went out?"
The air suddenly stagnated.
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"Brother Yingjie." Jian Jing grabbed his arm and said expressionlessly, "You should come with me."
The power box was in a corner of the castle, but they didn't find it. Instead, they ran into George who was looking for a tool box. He took the three of them to the power distribution room, opened the power box, and cursed: "Damn it, who did this?"
There is an additional remote control device in the electrical box.
The structure is not complicated. Once the remote control is turned on, the mechanism will be activated, and the water in the mezzanine will flow into the wires, causing a short circuit and resulting in a large-scale power outage.
Fortunately, the repair was not difficult. George replaced the old wires with a curse, cleaned the electrical box, reconnected the wires, and turned off the power, and the lights came on again.
Jian Jing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that a power outage in a place like this could be a big problem.
As long as it can be fixed.
She called George into the library with her.
Others, except Melanie, began to arrive, asking, "Jane, what do you want to say?"
"Kimberly was wearing Melanie's necklace, which was coated with fluorescent material. There is a remote control device in the electrical box, and it can be determined that the power outage just now was caused by human factors." Jian Jing calmly reported the discovery.
Leo's face was so ugly that it was horrible. "She's wearing Mela's necklace?"
"I think it should be correct." Kang Mucheng said, "We have all seen necklaces before. Pearls like this are very delicate. I shouldn't make a mistake."
Jian Jing was surprised: "Is it a real necklace?"
The others nodded.
She frowned and began to recall the causes and consequences of tonight's fitting.
The day before yesterday afternoon, Leo said that he wanted to make up for the shock Melanie suffered, and decided to hold a costume ball on the spur of the moment.
He specially ordered a batch of costume ball clothes and asked them to be delivered to Bana the next day.
The merchant was not far from here, and because the freight was quite generous, he promised to deliver it. However, the next day, there was a heavy snowfall, and the road was still passable. But when we arrived in Bana, the car could not drive in because of the complex terrain and heavy snow.
George had to go pick up the goods himself. The snow was so heavy that the car couldn't start at all, and he even had to use the snowmobile in the garage. It took three hours to successfully pick up the goods and bring them back to the castle.
The next step is to arrange the venue.
Kimberly shook off her previous frightened depression and became in high spirits, constantly making surprises. Sometimes she said that Melanie liked the masquerade ball "like a high school student who had just graduated", and sometimes she complained about the continuous snowstorm and said that it was indeed "exciting" to be able to hold a Versailles ball.
Melanie felt guilty about frightening her sister, so she indulged her, always agreeing with "Okay Kimmy," "That's a good idea," and "I think we can try it."
Since the others were unwilling to compete with the lady, Kimberly took the lead and became the commander.
It must be said that although she was a bit noisy, she was quite talented. After rearranging the antique tables, chairs, piano, vases and other items in the castle, the whole ballroom seemed to have traveled back to the period before the French Revolution, full of style.
Leo was generous in his praise: "This is really surprising."
"I am fascinated by French history, and I love my country." Kimberly lifted her blonde hair proudly, "France is the best."
Jian Jing: “Heh.”
Si Yingjie: “Haha.”
Kimberly didn't understand. She couldn't tell the difference between Chinese, Japanese and Korean. Instead, she deliberately asked, "Mr. Hollen, what do you think?"
"I think it would be more historically accurate if there was a guillotine," Hollen sneered.
Kimberly countered: "Then maybe we should prepare a Nazi military uniform for you."
"Kimmy." Melanie was in a better state. She sat on the sofa and watched them talking. Hearing this, she had to speak up to stop them. "This is not an appropriate topic."
"What did I say wrong? Melanie, even if you're not..." Kimberly wanted to argue, but Melanie was one step faster and interrupted her, preventing her from bringing up more sensitive topics: "Kimmy, I'm a little bored, let's go out and get some fresh air."
Kimberly rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay." She stopped talking angrily, "Let's go out and get some fresh air."
Melanie took her sister's arm and said softly, "The clothes have been delivered. Which role does Kimmy want to dress up as?"
"Oh, honey, you're the mother, you choose first," said Kimberly.
Melanie hesitated: "I haven't thought about it yet, what do you think?"
It is important to note that as of this afternoon, Melanie has not yet decided who she will dress up as.
In the evening, something big happened.
The snow was so heavy that the net broke.
The level of foreign infrastructure is well known to everyone, so no one has any hope and would rather have fun on their own.
Kimberly—yes, she—had taken the initiative to suggest that they try on some clothes as a rehearsal for the wedding.
Leo readily agreed: "That's great, Mary, please ask Uncle George to come along. I hope you can join in, too."
“That’s not appropriate,” Mary said.
"No, there's nothing inappropriate." Leo smiled, "You are all my friends."
Mary was not a pretentious person, so she nodded in agreement when he said so.
All the clothes were piled together, and the men said that the ladies should be given priority and let them choose first. The location was a large bedroom on the second floor with an extra-large dressing room.
While choosing clothes, Kimberly kept looking at Mary, her scrutinizing gaze almost burning a hole in someone.
Mary didn't give in at all: "What's the matter?"
Kimberly raised her chin, full of fighting spirit: "You are too careless."
Mary sneered.
"Kimmy, just think of it as me," Melanie sighed and pleaded softly.
Kimberly withdrew her gaze and began to choose clothes: "Is this a druid? Oh, it doesn't match your hair color."
Melanie picked up a green wig: "There are wigs."
"What is this? Countess Bathory, dear, you should try this." Kimberly held up a red court dress and giggled, "You are also a Countess."
As he spoke, he looked at Mary provocatively.
Mary didn't want to pay any attention to her. She just picked up Nightingale's suit and walked out without looking back.
Jian Jing asked, "You seem to hate Mary?"
"I think she did it." Kimberly repeated her reasoning.
But Melanie said, "Leo said it was a prank and it's been resolved. OK Kimmy, let's not talk about it."
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she was already somewhat disgusted with this topic.
Kimberly stopped talking in time: "Okay."
Jian Jing tactfully took away a cool pirate costume, leaving the rest of the complicated choices to them, and went back to her room to change clothes.
This is a female pirate costume with a fancy style, lots of lace, and colors very similar to those of Pirates of the Caribbean, and it even has a fake sword.
Melanie said, "This one is too fake. There's a real one in the collection room. I'll give it to you."
She thoughtfully fetched a real sword, put it on her, and praised, "It looks great."
Jian Jing thanked him happily and went to stroll in the lounge: "How is it, is it suitable?"
Leo was very polite: "Jane is indeed very unique."
Kang Mucheng looked at her for a long time, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Hollen suggested: "Why not try an Eastern role? Ida Wong might be for you."
Carl echoed.
Si Yingjie was the most sarcastic, bursting out in laughter: "Hahahaha, is this really a one-shoulder bag?"
George sympathized: "You are still a child."
Huh? Jian Jing took a deep breath and mentally asked the system: "How is my physical condition?"
[System: Su's body is very healthy, higher than the standard value for human females, and her immunity and limb flexibility are above average. Please continue to maintain this.]
Listen, this is the truth.
However, this kind of masquerade costume has not been restored at all, and people also like to add sexy elements, such as short skirts and low collars, which make plump white girls look curvy when wearing them.
But there's nothing wrong with how she dresses.
The low collar with ruffles is not ugly, although the curvature is ordinary. But because of this, it avoids disharmony and highlights the pirate's heroic appearance.
Jian Jing drew the sword from her waist and gestured: "This is the real sword that Melanie lent me. It seems to be Leo's collection."
She smiled: "What did you just say?"