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Chapter 136 - 130: Something Went Wrong?

Chapter 136: Chapter 130: Something Went Wrong?

On the other side.

After swapping the doorplates, Naizi felt greatly relieved!

Although there was a very strange feeling...

Because according to the rules, had she now become the entity "inside room number ten"?

And in the lobby on the first floor, He Menghan and the others all watched Naizi’s new doorplate with amused expressions.

"Heh, number ten? Got an informant?"

Aunt Xiu was the first to mockingly confront her.

"Who told her this information? I don’t believe she could have come up with this rule on her own."

He Menghan, holding her little curved knife, was trimming her beautiful nails.

"Exactly, if she could have thought of it, she would have done it earlier, why wait until now?"

Ah Zhi also had a face full of doubt.

"Why? Why choose the number ten doorplate?"

At this point, everyone’s gaze locked onto Lao Mu.

There was no other reason.

Lao Mu was a "good guy".

As the saying goes, a good guy should be pointed at with guns, a good guy should be suspected.

So, they had reason to believe Lao Mu had secretly leaked the info.

Seeing everyone’s distrustful gaze, Lao Mu no longer spoke in his plastic-like Putonghua (standard Mandarin).

"Why are you looking at me? What benefit do I get from helping her? Besides, this doorplate doesn’t limit us during the day, I’m not an ’idiot’."

That’s true...

The thing only works at night, and mainly to restrain those three lunatics upstairs who have lost their rationality.

For those of us downstairs, just with a doorplate?

A joke~

It can’t stop anything at all.

"What do you think, is it possible that Old Wang, lustful as he is, told this chosen one this hidden information?"

Everyone just gave it a moment’s thought before immediately rejecting the notion.

"Old Wang is lecherous, but not stupid, why would he tell her to use number ten? Isn’t he just making trouble for himself?"

Right, haha!

Old Wang could pretty much be ruled out entirely.

Once the doorplate was swapped, he wouldn’t be able to enter the caretaker’s room at night.

Isn’t that just making life difficult for himself?

"Haha!"

Ah Zhi snorted a laugh.

"Then I’m curious, there’s no reason for us downstairs to tell her the purpose of the doorplate number, as it can’t prevent us."

"Those upstairs would be even less likely to tell her the role of the doorplate number, because it strictly guards against those three people upstairs..."

He Menghan put down the curved knife in her hand and brushed her earlobe hair.

"Are you saying that she came up with the doorplate’s use by herself?"

Ah Zhi nodded his head, not ruling out the possibility at all.

Because it didn’t actually serve much purpose to begin with.

And neither the people upstairs nor those downstairs had a reason to tell Naizi about the function of the doorplate number.

Could it be that someone downstairs wanted to block the people upstairs for her?

What for?

Are they sick?

A previous caretaker had also done the same maneuver as Naizi, of course, to no avail.

"Hey! Interesting, I’ve decided to let her live another day, this matter is definitely not simple!"

"That’s right! There has been someone hiding among us all along, I sensed something off a long time ago!"

"Yes, several caretakers have mysteriously disappeared without a clue as to who did it up until now."

"Without a doubt, the one doing this could only be one of us downstairs, not those upstairs, I suggest you confess sooner rather than later!"

No one confesses.

Everyone was suspicious of each other, each on their guard.

Speaking of which, although the Madman Villa could tolerate the existence of other strangeness,

Everyone had clear divisions of work, each with their prey.

They had even formed a strange yet reasonable assembly line and trade pattern!

But in the recent few times.

It seemed someone started to break the rules.

This time, they had to catch that ghost!

Nuonuo still sat silently beside Aunt Xiu, nodding her head.

This little girl was known by everyone.

Aunt Xiu was very strict with her, so she could mostly be directly ruled out.

Xiaoqing was the same, he always had a variety of enchanting toys appearing in his hands.

This time, he was playing with a Kinder Joy egg.

In his eyes, this Joy egg was far more interesting than murder or arson.

While everyone was suspicious of each other,

Xiaoqing put down the toy in his hand and broke the tense atmosphere.

"Aunts and Uncles, it’s almost time for dinner, aren’t you hungry?"

The crowd stopped arguing, and Auntie Xiu nodded.

"Okay, Xiao Qing, go call that manager out to cook."

The mention of eating finally relaxed the atmosphere.

To give credit where it’s due, that Nai Zi’s cooking skills are pretty good, cooking up a variety of dishes.

If they were any less impressive, they’d probably have been axed by now.

’Thump thump thump~’

"Who is it?"

Nai Zi in the house was startled, but quickly recovered.

This door plaque is for warding off midnight weirdness, during the day it definitely wouldn’t work~

"It’s me, Xiao Qing, manager sis, it’s time to cook, I’m hungry."

"Okay, I’ll come out right away."

Avoiding the eyes of everyone in the living room, Nai Zi headed straight for the kitchen to get busy.

He Menghan snorted coldly.

"If you ask me, we should just pay the price and get rid of her directly! She’s so annoying to look at!"

Auntie Xiu, who was brimming with murderous intent just moments ago, calmed down.

"Heh, no need for that, we should follow the rules when we can, let her live a few more days, huh? Besides, her cooking isn’t bad, and also, I intend to use her to lure out the ghost behind her!"

Auntie Xiu’s stern and ruthless gaze swept across everyone’s faces, the threatening intent was unmistakable.

...

Ward tried to keep his walking as normal as possible.

Mealtime had come, and he too had started getting busy in the kitchen.

The atmosphere around him was pretty good.

Since his relationship was already "spoken for," everyone just followed the rules.

A Zhi greedily scanned the robust figure in the kitchen.

His gold-rimmed glasses looked even more... perverted under the light.

"That’s weird, why does he look like he’s hurt somewhere? A Zhi, have you made your move?"

He Menghan and Auntie Xiu’s gazes were especially "rotten."

The kitchen manager’s subconscious attempt to cover his buttocks, which he abandoned halfway through, did not escape their eyes.

Hehehe~

The first time, it’s like this.

Wanting to conceal it, but afraid others would notice he was injured there, they had seen it all before.

However, A Zhi gave a negative response.

"What are you talking about? I practiced dancing all afternoon and didn’t touch him. It’s pretty normal for him to be walking a bit odd, maybe he just bumped or took a fall somewhere."

Since A Zhi had said so, everyone stopped speculating.

But Xiao Ran couldn’t help asking A Zhi Uncle what kind of dance he had been practicing.

A Zhi: ٩(๛˘³˘)۶"Ha, mainly jazz, but I also do some Latin on the regular, and occasionally, when I’m feeling super energetic, I’ll throw in some breakdancing too."

Xiao Ran: (ʃƪ⁰̷̴)꒨(⁰̷̴)"Oh ho~ That’s so cool! A Zhi Uncle, can you teach me sometime?"

Ah this...

A Zhi’s expression stiffened for a moment, then he smiled and patted Xiao Ran’s head.

"You’re still young, when you grow up, Uncle will teach you, okay?"

Xiao Ran: ⁽⁽٩(๑⁰̷̴꒨⁰̷̴)۶⁾⁾"Okay, okay! Then we have a deal, right!?"

"Sure! Deal!"

When A Zhi and Xiao Ran were doing the pinky promise for a hundred years and not changing,

Lao Mu’s face was about to turn into the bottom of a pot!

Doesn’t he know the kind of crap A Zhi, that pervert, can dance?

Just goddamn knows how to pole dance, what the hell kind of bullshit is he blowing!

He probably doesn’t even have the face to say it himself, right?

Also, goddamn breakdancing, he breakdances a Jier?

...

Over at Jiang Xiao’s, the dinner was still prepared by two homemaking women.

The meal was overall quite nice.

...

But some people’s minds were always cooking up their own small schemes.

’Slap~’

The sensation that transmitted through his backside made Ward, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, stiffen up.

But it was fine, since that area was already numb.

Laughing to death~

Absolutely no pain!

And the person who had slapped his backside, as Ward had expected, was none other than A Zhi.

"Hehe, I’ve checked, washing dishes takes about eight minutes, I want to see you in my room within ten, understand?"

Ward gave him a radiant smile.

"Understand, I understand too damn well."

Watching the "understanding" Ward, A Zhi lasciviously smirked and nodded with satisfaction.

And as Ward gazed at perverted A Zhi, a perverse sense of anticipation also bubbled up inside him.

Laugh, laugh, laugh, what are you laughing about, a pink teapot?

Tonights victim ain’t for damn sure yet!

Wait for me to damn unravel you with the gossamer of Hell’s Gate, you brat!!

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