Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan, and Hu An, who had just met, walked through the spacious but barren courtyard and entered Chen Dafa's mansion together.
"Mr. Dai hasn't come back for twenty years, right?"
The law firm's intern led the way, turned around and smiled at Beiquan while walking:
"I heard that the house has been remodeled in many places during this time. You may not know the way very well, right?"
Beiquan nodded with a smile:
"It's really strange."
Before coming to Citi, both Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan had seen aerial views of the mansion taken from various angles.
Just looking at the pictures, they just felt that the house was indeed a little more sturdy, but there was nothing too scary or too scary.
But now that they walked into the mansion in person, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan intuitively felt that the interior structure of the house was ten times weirder than its appearance.
Every corridor here is made very narrow.
In a huge house, even the main corridor leading from the entrance to the hall can only accommodate up to three people walking side by side.
The corridor is not only narrow, but also has nine bends and eighteen bends, which is completely inconsistent with architectural logic.
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan did not find a window in the corridor.
All the lighting here can only rely on wall lamps, with the dark-colored wallpaper and walnut-colored floors, the visual effect is easy to make people think that they have strayed into a medieval castle.
"Right? Hahaha."
"I grew up in the town. I came here once with my parents when I was in the second grade of middle school, and I was exploring everywhere with my friends!"
The intern is still smiling:
"But when I came back a few days ago, I found that the whole house had changed a lot, and it was completely different from what I remembered."
"I spent a full two hours that day walking the house back and forth several times, and it was hard to remember the way!"
Saying that, he turned to look at Juan.
"How about you, Mr. Juan?"
The intern smiled and asked:
"Do you think this room has changed from your memory?"
Just a prophecy. "what?"
Juan was obviously thinking about his own business, when he was suddenly called by his name, and he suddenly came back to his senses.
"Oh... yes, yes."
Juan's eyes wandered and he seemed a little flustered.
He answered vaguely:
"kind of… "
There was no addition to his "a little", but the intern seemed to tacitly agree that he agreed with his idea, so he laughed and skipped the topic.
The four of them walked through the long "L"-shaped corridor and finally reached the living room.
In the living room, someone was waiting for them.
It was a middle-aged man of about fifty years old with a mustache, claiming to be the housekeeper here.
However, unlike the rigorous, dignified, and unsmiling butler image in the movie, the butler did not wear a tuxedo and a vest, but a set of casual clothes that were convenient for activities, and his attitude was also very friendly.
"I'm sorry, since Mr. Chen's health was not very good, he was very afraid of making noise, and the family also dismissed many servants."
The housekeeper explained to the three guests:
"Right now, it's just me and two maids in the house, and a nurse who is specially responsible for taking care of Mr. Chen, so I'm a little overwhelmed."
He smiled apologetically:
"So, I have to trouble you for the past two days."
The butler paused and added:
"Of course, if you need anything, please let me know."
This is a polite remark. In fact, the implication is that the four of us take care of such a big room, and it is very difficult to take care of the patients and deal with your guests, so please make tea, wash and other trivial matters by yourself. Done, try not to bother me.
But Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan didn't mind at all.
As counterfeiters, in order to avoid unfortunate gangs, the two also wished that those old people who might know Dai Boqian's deity were as few as possible.
And Juan didn't seem to care either.
He told the butler that he was a little tired after driving all day and wanted to rest for a while.
So the housekeeper led the three to the second floor.
When they went upstairs, the housekeeper told them that the other two heirs had arrived during the day today.
However, the two of them lived on the other side of the mansion. Although they were both on the second floor, there was no direct corridor on both sides. They had to go through the west corridor on the first floor to get around, so they might not see each other for the time being.
"There are only four rooms in the house now."
The housekeeper opened a room on the east wing of the corridor on the second floor with the key, and said to Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan:
"It's okay for the two of you to live together, right?"
Beiquan is now using the identity of Dai Boqian, while Wei Fuyuan claims to be his boyfriend. The two live in the same house, and naturally there is no reason to refuse.
As for Huan, his room was arranged opposite Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan. He had already carried his backpack into the room, and was about to close the door with his hand on the door.
"Wait a minute! I'll bring some dinners to you later."
The butler quickly stopped him:
"But the lawyer will be here tomorrow, so at ten o'clock in the morning, please come to the restaurant to have brunch together."
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"call!"
Wei Fuyuan pushed the suitcase to the wall of the room, then "touched" it and lay down on the two-meter wide double bed.
"I'm exhausted!"
He sighed:
"today-"
Before Young Master Wei could finish his words, Beiquan covered his mouth unexpectedly.
"Well?"
He blinked in confusion.
Beiquan raised a finger, put it on his lips, and made a "silence" gesture.
Then he opened the suitcase, pulled out the bamboo tube containing the tube fox, and released Su Ying.
The little fox circled around the room, returned to Beiquan's feet, raised his chin and rubbed his trouser legs.
"All right."
Beiquan smiled and let go of Wei Fuyuan's hand:
"No bugs or surveillance cameras, you can talk."
Wei Fuyuan: "!!"
He was secretly embarrassed, feeling that he was too careless.
Wei Fuyuan was embarrassed to continue lying on his back like this, turned over and jumped out of bed, opened the suitcase, and started to organize things while checking the structure of the room.
The room they live in seems to have been converted from a children's suite. It is divided into two floors on the left and right, with separate bathrooms. A large cabinet is used as a partition in the middle. The east side is the bed, dresser and wardrobe, and the south side has a bathroom. Set of small sofas and coffee tables, and an empty bookcase in the corner.
Although it has been renovated, there are still traces of the lives of many children here.
The wardrobe and bookcase are all at a height suitable for minors to take things, and the top only reaches Wei Fuyuan's shoulder; the wallpaper is turned over to a corner, revealing childish words written in chalk and graffiti.
The only window in the entire room is on the south wall.
The window is not big, only thirty centimeters square, and it is inlaid with opaque frosted glass, so you can't see the outside at all.
But when Wei Fuyuan opened the window to ventilate the room, he found that the window was not outside, but another room.
Wei Fuyuan took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight function, and looked out the window.
The room opposite was pitch-black, apparently no one had used it for a long time, and the furniture was covered with white sheets, which looked quite infiltrative when lit by a flashlight.
He shuddered, closed the window, and locked it carefully.
"This house is too wrong!"
Wei Fuyuan turned to Beiquan and said:
"Who would make a good villa look like this!"
Beiquan rarely smiled, but nodded with a serious expression.
He picked up the little fox at his feet and gave a low voice.
Then Su Ying jumped, went straight through the closed door, and disappeared from the sight of the two.
"I'll let it go around the house and help me find my way."
Beiquan explained to Wei Fuyuan.
Just then, there was three knocks on the door.
The butler pushed the dining cart in, put the dinner on the coffee table, said that he would come to collect the dishes in an hour, and then left after a few polite words.
"Come on, let's eat something first."
In fact, Beiquan still had no appetite, but he still sat at the table and opened the lid on the plate:
"We eat and chat."
Although Chen Dafa is a billionaire rich man, you can't expect such a sumptuous dinner in a mansion with only one butler and two servants.
So what the butler delivered was just two large plates with two identical sets—paella, mushroom soup, and a green salad—just enough to fill the stomach.
Wei Fuyuan took a sip and commented:
"so so."
After speaking, he didn't dislike the ordinary taste, so he picked up the spoon and ate it.
Beiquan also began to eat the portion in front of him.
"I wasn't sure before."
Beiquan said to Wei Fuyuan while eating:
"However, seeing the internal structure of this mansion with my own eyes, I can probably guess what is going on."
Wei Fuyuan opened his eyes wide and looked curious: "Oh? Hurry up and talk about it!"
Beiquan smiled slightly:
"Have you heard of raising a kid?"
"Of course I've heard of it!"
Wei Fuyuan replied:
"Is it similar to that in Siam, where the mage makes an aborted fetus or a dead child into a ghost, and then asks someone to bring it back to support it. It is said that it can bless the owner's wealth and prosperity."
Young Master Wei's family is in business, and he has heard more or less of the Three Teachings and Nine Streams and anecdotes.
His parents were decent people, and naturally he didn't need to resort to these gods and ghosts.
However, when one of his dad's business partners came to visit his house, he once showed off that he had just tied up an "eldest son" from a mage in Lamphun House last month.
"But I haven't heard that raising a kid has to use this kind of mansion?"
Beiquan smiled and nodded.
"You're right. The things Chen Dafa keeps at home are much more high-end than the little ghosts in Siam."
He approached his assistant and asked in a low voice:
"So, have you heard of 'The Prisoner'?"
Wei Fuyuan: "???"
Of course he hadn't heard of it.
Even at first glance, it was unclear what the word "prisoner" was when the other party said it.
Just when Bei Quanzhen was about to explain, his face suddenly changed, he dropped the spoon, and stood up with a "Teng".
"Oops!"
With that said, Beiquan rushed to the door of the room in two steps and yanked it open.