"Take care~"

"Goodbye, sir."

Lu Xiaoyao's face was almost frozen from smiling.

She followed the old butler, sending off those gorgeously dressed upper-class people to the courtyard gate, perfectly executing a smiling face while cursing inwardly. She constantly grumbled to herself why she was so unlucky, always being caught by the old butler to do things outside.

First as security, now—as a doorman.

What was up with that?

Was it because she looked so petite, like some kind of mascot?

"Are you daydreaming again?"

Coming back to her senses, she saw the old butler glaring at her, his beard bristling. Lu Xiaoyao's gaze instantly darted away guiltily.

Damn it! Caught again _(：3」∠)_

"No, I, I just felt like there were fewer guests leaving than arriving?"

Lu Xiaoyao casually mentioned this, but the old butler seemed used to it, merely glancing at Lu Xiaoyao and saying, "That's not something you temporary workers should know."

Lu Xiaoyao: "..."

She just didn't want to die without knowing why, okay?

After all, they said everyone here had died before, right?

Including overnight guests and servants, shouldn't she ask about the guests?

Just as she was complaining in her heart, a maid in a maid outfit similar to Bai Xiao's hurried over to the old butler and whispered something in his ear. Although Lu Xiaoyao didn't hear anything, she saw the butler's expression suddenly change.

Afterward, he turned to leave, leaving Lu Xiaoyao standing there. Only after walking several meters away did he suddenly remember Lu Xiaoyao, then turned back to look at her and said, "You come too."

"Eh? Did something happen?"

Although Lu Xiaoyao was already prepared for something to happen tonight, she still had to ask.

"It's nothing, just need an extra pair of hands to look for a child later."

"Child?"

"Yes, a child."

Although the old butler's face was still very calm, judging from how he turned and left after hearing the news, forgetting about Lu Xiaoyao, this child was probably very important.

Thinking this, Lu Xiaoyao suddenly remembered the little girl holding the teddy bear.

"No way..."

Lu Xiaoyao's expression changed again and again. Could it be that the child had run off again?

"What's wrong with you?"

The old butler looked at Lu Xiaoyao's suddenly strange expression, his mind racing. He suddenly asked, "Have you seen a child?"

"No, why would I? I was just wondering, did any of our guests today bring children?"

"Yes, yes... today's guests brought... a child."

Listening to the old butler's guilty reply, and seeing the unnatural look flash across his old orange-peel-like face, Lu Xiaoyao was sure he was lying!

If it wasn't a guest's child... Lu Xiaoyao suddenly remembered Ms. Mary mentioning her child not long ago.

Could it be Ms. Mary's child... I'll be damned!

Isn't Mary's child the child of this villa's scumbag owner?

Realizing this, Lu Xiaoyao was dumbfounded. The old butler, meanwhile, had a dark face and was deep in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

For a moment, the two of them were silent, quickly walking into the house.

Sure enough, as soon as she entered the house, Lu Xiaoyao saw that familiar wine-red figure, and a couple standing next to her.

At that moment, everyone had removed their masks. The man in the middle, with his handsome face and outstanding temperament, had Mary on one side and another great beauty on the other.

She didn't even need to guess to know that the other one was the legendary Madam Dewey.

Although Mary was wearing a wine-red cocktail dress, her face was truly pure and seductive, like a delicate white flower. Just looking at her face, Lu Xiaoyao couldn't imagine that she had a child several years old.

Madam Dewey was the opposite of Mary, bright and moving, beautiful with a strong, aggressive edge.

Standing between the two women, Lu Xiaoyao thought of two more terms: red rose and white moonlight.

Seeing this, Lu Xiaoyao couldn't help but complain about why the game planners made the scumbag so good-looking!

But then she thought, if he was greasy, bald, and had a big belly, she might feel even worse looking at him now!

It would be like a red rose being stuck in an oil drum, and even the bright moonlight would be shining on the oil drum.

Ah! Just thinking about it was suffocating!

Well, this way she could at least comfort herself that the beautiful women were willing to be with this man because he had a good face.

"What's the matter with these people?"

Suddenly, Lu Xiaoyao and the other five unfamiliar faces were pointed out by the male owner, Duleson. Among them, Lu Xiaoyao was following the butler, so she was probably more conspicuous. The others had long mingled with the servants and were standing quietly in the corner of the room, waiting for instructions.

But...

Well, they were all recognized at once.

Seeing the questioning gaze of the other party, Lu Xiaoyao couldn't help but look at the other four, seeing them also looking astonished, surprised that Duleson was so keenly aware of their presence.

...

"Can we see any clues from these photos?"

Suspecting that there were other hidden secrets in the villa tragedy that year, Mu Chen and the others began to carefully observe the other objects in the exhibition hall. The most detailed information was probably the photos from that year.

While a group of players were looking at the photos, Mingmei discovered through Lu Xiaoyao's livestream that on the night of the accident, the villa's male owner's legal wife had arrived with her child.

Moreover, the child had gone missing.

Mingmei couldn't help but recall the scene when she entered the game, being dragged along by the little girl with a face full of purplish bruises. Clearly, that child must have died that night.

So, was it the discovery of the child's death that led to the tragedy that year?

Mingmei didn't dare to think about it. She couldn't help but look up at Mu Chen, who was looking at the photos with everyone else, wanting to tell him these things, but the stitches on her mouth prevented her from speaking.

"He doesn't love Dewey."

After observing for a while, it was Wang Wenfei who spoke first.

"Huh?" Everyone was stunned, not knowing how Wang Wenfei could tell.

"In the photos, Duleson and Dewey's photos are not of just the two of them; they are always with other guests."

"Just because there aren't any here doesn't mean there really aren't any. After all, these photos are just what the hotel owner has collected," Mandison said, skeptical of Wang Wenfei's claim.

"But the hotel owner is clearly using the gimmick of Dewey and Duleson's love and the fact that the upper class witnessed their love here to rebuild this place. Why not find a way to find some photos of just the two of them?"

Wang Wenfei pointed out the contradictions, then pointed to the photos, saying that although everyone was smiling, the smile of Dewey, whose beauty could not be hidden even in black-and-white photos, did not seem so heartfelt.

At least, compared to the others in the photos.

"Look, the expressions of these guests in the group photos, and Duleson's, his brows are relaxed, the corners of his mouth are naturally upturned, and he looks very relaxed. But in Dewey's photos with them, it is obvious that her state is completely different from the others."

At least, Wang Wenfei felt that Dewey was not happy when the photos were taken.

If a man really loves a woman, how could he keep forcing her to do things she doesn't like?