During the day, Mrs. Brown needs to spend a lot of time in her bedroom "caring for" her sick husband. Apart from making lunch and dinner, she basically won't go down to the first floor.

Alex is very homeless. He likes to be bored in the room and play with himself. Only Susan will run around the entire villa.

But today Susan felt a chill behind her back. Looking at the oil paintings hanging on the wall of the living room, she vaguely noticed something was wrong, and she carried the music box back to the room to read the adventure novel she had bought before.

The movement of several monsters gave the speculators great freedom, and they could almost walk around the villa. Of course, Mrs. Brown told them that guests could spend time at will, or go to other places in the town to have fun, and pay attention to safety on the way.

Yu Xing wanted to go to the garden outside the door for a walk, but he still remembered the smell of the smell mixed with the earth when he first came to Brown's villa.

Even after a whole night, even if it was just a small detail, it could not escape from his mind.

It is here that Schrödinger's memory is used!

In fact, he has a very good memory - only when he is focused and wants to remember certain minor details.

Daily conversations and what you see and hear may be forgotten by him when you turn around, because he has too many things in his mind, and old things are gradually forgotten, let alone irrelevant chores?

Just so happens, the deduction game is a place that requires his concentration.

Yu Xing took Martha and separated from York.

York is going to the study on the second floor to find the records about wizards and witchcraft in the background of this deduction, and then search for any diaries, notes, notepads and so on that Brown's family members have left behind.

Yu Xing and Martha wanted to go to the garden in the rain.

When she came up with this idea, Mrs. Brown had not yet gone upstairs. She enthusiastically found an umbrella, handed it to Yu Xing, and then instructed: "It's raining outside. If Roy and Martha want to go shopping, don't get wet."

"Thank you, madam, you think so thoughtful." Yu Xing wore his three-piece suit. He had only worn a shirt. It was windy outside and the weather was cold and he put on the suit jacket. It was not buttoned, and he looked very casual.

Taking advantage of the stall where Mrs. Brown knew nothing about their actions, Yu Xing asked: "Do you usually take care of this garden by Madam?"

Mrs. Brown shook her head, and she could never find any mistakes when speaking: "We have patients to take care of, and I haven't taken care of the garden for a long time. It's been growing all by itself during this period. Oh, when I think about it, I'm too worried about these flowers."

She showed a look of regret, as if she really liked the flowers in the garden.

Yu Xing continued to ask: "Are the flowers in the garden you chose before?"

Mrs. Brown shook her head again: "When our family first moved in, the garden was bare. Later, I don't know when it was. Maybe some wild flowers that were picked up by some birds and fell to their roots. They gradually grew up on their own."

Do you believe this?

Yu Xing didn't know if Mrs. Brown was lying, or if her brain circuit was different from that of normal people after her death. Whose garden could be filled with different flowers by birds?

This bird is called Jingwei.

He chatted with Mrs. Brown for a few more casual words. After the other party went upstairs, he signaled Martha, who had been standing next to him, to follow him.

Holding the handle of the umbrella, Yu Xing split his two fingers with the hand holding the silver-inlaid cane to open the door.

In an instant, the wind tilted towards him with rain, and a stream of cool air flowed through the dense raindrops. The sky was dark, making people feel like they were in the night.

He opened the umbrella, covered Martha and himself in an angle that would not be swept by the rain, and then closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, Martha suddenly lifted the stiffness of her body. The space of the umbrella was limited. In order to avoid being exposed to the rain, the little loli grabbed Yu Xing's sleeve.

She asked in the crackling sound of rain, "Why are we coming to the garden?"

The garden was divided into two large pieces by the road. Yu Xing chose one piece without any worries, briefly told Martha about Susan’s diary that she saw last night, then curled her lips and answered the question with a question: “Don’t you want to know where Mrs. Brown’s body is buried?”

Martha immediately understood. The townsmen said that the Brown family had not left the villa recently. If someone died, the biggest possibility was to bury the body in the garden!

They stepped onto the lawn, and the soil became soft and muddy after being washed by heavy rain overnight. If they stepped on it, they would sink into a piece of it, and their canes would poke holes in the soil.

The closest to Yu Xing and Martha are roses. The clusters of black roses sway with the wind and rain, making people worry that they will break in the next moment, and their beautiful petals are stained by mud.

In sharp contrast to the black rose is the white rose next to it. The white petals bloom freely, and the black and white complement each other. It is hard to imagine that this is the result of their natural growth.

Beautiful, fragile, but has tenacity that humans would never have imagined.

Yesterday I just glanced at them quickly, and now I saw them up close. Marsha's eyes were filled with stunning surprise. She couldn't help but reach out to touch the double petals of the white rose: "Wow... so beautiful..."

Yu Xing: "Wow... Mrs. Brown's body might be under this flower."

Martha: “…”

There is evidence to suspect that you did it on purpose.

There must be a little demon living in this person’s heart!

Looking at the little loli's gradually disgusted expression, Yu Xing adjusted the angle of the umbrella and chuckled, "I think the flower is beautiful?"

"Beautiful, I want to plant it when I get home! The Browns have a good taste. Look, there are black lilies over there, all of which are quite noble." Martha pointed to a cluster of lilies a little further away, her eyes full of love, "But I will match some flowers of other colors, otherwise it will be too serious, and a little...why, sad."

This small garden lacks color.

The three kinds of flowers occupy all the nutrients. Looking around, except green, it is black and white.

Yu Xing looked around and saw large areas of black and white. He thought last night that the flowers in the garden were pitch black because of the night. Now it seems that this is the case.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You are very empathetic when you can feel serious and sad." He turned his gaze back and looked down at Bai Rose with an unknown expression, "Do you know the name of this flower?"

Martha wondered: "White Rose."

"It has its own name, Lorimas Rose."

Yu Xing's eyes passed through the flowers and leaves, and through the weeds, staring at a piece of finger bone washed out by the heavy rain.

The finger bones were buried in the soil, only a small piece was exposed.

"Lorimas's flower language is the memory of death."

Martha's heart tightened inexplicably.

Immediately afterwards, she heard Yu Xing's magnetic voice slowly ringing beside her, without any emotion: "The flower language of black rose is despair of love, while the words of black lily are love and curse."

"Although burying a person in such a sea of ​​flowers, although beautiful,... I can't help but feel shuddering, what do you think?" Yu Xing's tone was not chilling at all, but this indifferent tone successfully made Martha shudder.

Yu Xing continued: "After being buried, the rhizomes went deep into the soil and finally plunged into the corpse to absorb nutrients. The corpse was swallowed by flowers. The more rotten it was, the more amazing the flowers bloomed..."

Martha felt very confused, and she got goosebumps just by thinking about it.

Why is she not only scared by ghosts, but also by her demon teammates!

Moreover, the devil is so beautiful that she can't bear to argue with the other party.

After moaning in his heart for a long time, Martha could only continue: "Big, maybe."

Feeling the aura of the person who was more than 30 centimeters taller than her, Martha lowered her head as if she escaped.

At this low, she also saw her finger bones that were brushed clearer and clearer by the rain.

...My mother, it’s really just buried the body under these flowers!
Chapter completed!