There are lightning and thunder outside the castle, and the lights inside the castle are brilliant.

The housekeeper stood between two rows of wax figures and nodded politely: "Dear guests, this is my host preparing a meeting gift for everyone, I hope everyone likes it."

On a stormy night, it is not an honor to see a wax figure standing up in a strange castle, exactly like me. However, although everyone thought it was strange, they had seen the world and had many companions, so they didn't feel particularly uncomfortable. In just a few seconds, they all thanked the butler politely.

The actress first walked over and walked around her wax figure and made a pose like the wax figure. At first glance, the two were exactly the same, and it was hard to tell whether they were true or false.

When the kindergarten teachers and others saw this, they all chuckled. The atmosphere suddenly became more lively. The models and others also carefully watched their wax figures.

The actor glanced at Yan Su's wax figure.

That wax figure looks like a figure, not to mention its appearance, but even its posture is similar. His expression is cold, his back is upright and chilly, and his hands are inserted into his black windbreaker pocket, as if he is very excited.

The actor glanced at Zhen Yansu, smiled and looked at the wax figure slightly, with a curl of the corners of his lips, and his voice was sexy: "hi, Mr. Logician, who do you want?" As he said that, his white jade-like arm raised up and put it on "Yan Su".

Zhen Ai took a step forward, blocked Yan Su's face, and said coldly: "Don't touch it, he is me."

The actor was about to laugh at her, but when she saw her dark eyes, she felt cold for no reason. She was not as good as when she saw that stupid and childish student, she couldn't speak at once. After two seconds, it was the woman who wanted to argue with her personality: "This is the owner of the castle, not you."

"The master gave it to him, he is me!" Zhen Ai's mind was so circling. She couldn't even understand the jokes she usually had.

Yan Su couldn't help but smile, held her hand, and pulled open the wooden chair next to the dining table for her: "Fake a fake thing, don't care what it does."

Zhen Ai sat down with him.

The dinner was very rich and the room was warm. The guests gradually relaxed and started chatting enthusiastically.

The lawyer excitedly said: "It's great to develop this place into a tourist destination. The castle looks gloomy from the outside, like a demon's residence. The more terrifying it is, the more attractive it is."

But the writer frowned and said carefully: "But I seem to see the castle walls are green, like wolf eyes; oh no, it is red, like jam, and like human blood."

The model scoffed and laughed at him: "You are not good at your eyes, the castle is obviously black."

The host also laughed: "Maybe the writer's imagination is too rich."

Zhen Ai frowned slightly and stared at the writer. Did he see it too?

When she passed by the sea at noon, she vaguely saw a city floating on the blue sea, exactly the same as this black castle, but it was colorful. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, like a mirage, like a candy house.

Zhen Ai's heart skipped a beat and she slowly raised her eyes.

13 people long table, milk coffee, grapes and wine, butter stick croissants, barbecue, cheese and fresh fruits and vegetables; glance at the surrounding environment, golden crystal lamp, warm orange wallpaper and classic candlesticks, soft Persian carpet, faint and comfortable fragrance

Just like Hansel and Gret in the candy house, they are attracted by beautiful food, and then fattened by the witch and eaten.

Still thinking, Yan Su handed a small plate of salad to her, Zhen Ai smiled unconsciously, blaming herself for thinking too much. Yan Su, how could she have something wrong?

Faced with everyone's joke, the writer blushed with anxiety: "I mean it."

The butler sat at the end of the table and listened to the words, and said expressionlessly: "Mr. Writer saw it is true. The magic of this castle is that it is colorful when it looks dry, and when it is wet when it is rainy, it will turn black. It is like a beautiful and gorgeous candy house under the sun, but it will turn into a dark and gloomy haunted house in the rainy and fog."

Yan Su habitually glanced at Zhen Ai, she just shrank her neck uncomfortable, and there was nothing else, so he felt at ease.

And the others naturally would not be scared by fairy tales. They listened with relish and became more curious about the castle.

Even the doctor who always asked: "Can Mr. Butler tell us the story of the owner of this castle?"

Others expressed their desire to hear it.

The housekeeper had a tense face: "This is an evil story, I'd better stop talking about it."

Everyone became more and more curious and asked all of them; even the shy lady maid spoke.

The housekeeper couldn't persuade everyone, so he coughed gently and said carefully: "I shouldn't have talked about the affairs of the master, but considering that the current master is free and easy and careless. I think that telling his legendary story will not cause dissatisfaction, nor will it be considered overreach or rude."

Everyone was waiting to listen to the story and nodded.

The housekeeper looked at everyone and still had a expressionless expression: "The master is a handsome young chemist. He got a surprise fortune five years ago and bought the island and castle. The day he came, he drove alone, not from Weiling Island, but from the Arctic Ocean, just like a biography adventurer. There were countless huge cowhide boxes on his boat, but he was not allowed to touch or see them. He moved into the castle with the box and spent a month without anyone disturbing them. A month later, he left again. When he left, the boat was empty."

Yan Su and Zhen Ai don’t seem to have much interest.

The other people's eyes flashed like a wolf, and they all thought that the news was indeed correct, that 100 million island!

But no one dared to ask questions first, which undoubtedly revealed his identity. But the kindergarten teacher was fascinated by hearing this and raised his hand in a daze: "Well, is there a treasure in the box?"

The housekeeper pushed his glasses: "I don't know, but during that period, it was said that the central bank's electronic account and vault were stolen at the same time, losing 100 million. However, he only appeared a month after the bank's stolen."

Everyone was happy again, and this was the time he suddenly disappeared after using their power to withdraw money and avoid the limelight.

Zhen Ai tilted her head. This is the story of his brother's subordinates, Yan Su's friend Alex? But wasn't he dead? She asked: "Have you seen him later?"

The butler shook his head: "Sir only communicated with me by telegram on the tower, and occasionally asked about the situation of the castle."

Everyone was suspicious, some people thought: I heard that he was dead, was he pretending to die? Some people thought: I heard that he was dead, so who is pretending to be him now?

Yan Su slowly ate the dishes on the plate, and was not affected until the beginning.

He probably knew why these people gathered here, not that they could not find the treasure to discuss, but were led over.

Probably,

Alex stole 100 million and used the power of these people to survive the limelight. A month after the incident, he hid himself with the money. The group of people did not get the sweetness and looked for the money from now on.

The organization also looked for clues. During this process, members of the Organization Center Group discovered that Alex successfully escaped from the road and helped the traitors. The organization would never allow the traitors to survive, so they used the whereabouts of 100 million treasures as bait to spread the news around them, and then attracted them all.

From this point of view, this place is really an evil candy house. In fairy tales, witches rely on food phantoms to attract children to eat, while in reality, organizations rely on treasure news to attract traitors to kill.

In addition to a group of members of the society with lower status, there is probably at least one member of the higher status.

He could almost have a strong sense of the next murderous feast.

What method will be used?

According to him, Mr. Arthur likes games and should not use low-tech moves like shooting. Moreover, the executioner who came to clear the field should receive Arthur's instructions and would not attack Zhen Ai.

He doesn't have to worry about her safety for the time being.

Looking at the group of people laughing in front of him, listening to the howling wind and rain outside the thick walls, he felt pity and worry from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't know them at all, and he didn't want to look at them and die in front of him.

The writer asked: "Have you only met the castle owner in the past 5 years?"

The butler nodded: "People say that this castle is cursed. After hearing this, the owner may regret buying this place and never come again."

The actor frowned: "What era is there? Are there still people who believe in curses?"

The model thought the housekeeper was talking big, thinking that he would really be mysterious in order to cultivate this place into a tourist attraction. She was arrogant and cold, and asked, "Then tell me, what curse is there in the castle?"

The housekeeper did not answer directly, but asked: "You should have all heard of the Celtic myth King Arthur and the Knight of the Round Table. But you may have never heard of the legend of silverland. It is said that when he betrayed King Arthur, Knight Lancelot, his silver sword fell into this sea area and turned into a steep island reef. The magician of the king, Merlin, once gave him a black curse to kill the traitor. Therefore, those who arrive at this castle must go through a test..."

Zhen Ai couldn't help but hold the knife and fork tightly, and heard the word arthr again. Even though she knew that it wasn't her that she knew Arthur, her heart suddenly rushed.

I remembered that I saw him recently, in the underground corridor of Maple Street Bank, his face was handsome and pale, and he closed his eyes and fell into the ruins. She called the police very much, but he still managed to escape. She should have known that no one could catch him.

Zhen Aiqiang calmed down, thinking that it was just a familiar myth in the West, and there was nothing to make a fuss about it, but the butler's next words made her heart fall into the ice cellar.

The housekeeper sat upright and straight: "Any traitor like the Lancelot Knights will be eradicated."

Everyone's faces were pale, except Yan Su.

He glanced at Zhen Ai and saw that she was staring at the plate and seemed to be uneasy. Then he realized that this sentence might imply that he didn't know the meaning, and it must be related to the organization.

He reached out to hold her fist. At this time, the maid kept sitting quietly and patted her head shyly: "I almost forgot that the master told me to ask the guests to appreciate the patterns on the teacup holder."

Everyone did as they did, but it was not a pattern, but a line of letters.

nqqdnzhtdltqc

Yan Su narrowed his eyes slightly, it was obviously the password.

It is estimated that the members of the organization have communication keys, so you can see the meaning.

Although he did not have a key, he also analyzed the prototype through his brain's efficient frequency within a few seconds. However, Caesar's password was reversed based on the original password table. The password was translated into -

Killnerbekilled to kill someone, or be killed.

He closed his eyes and became angry silently.

This is how to organize clearance? Through instructions and intimidation, people in the field are suspicious and killing each other?

If this is true, Zhen Ai will not be safe!

Everyone pretended to appreciate it, but actually analyzed the password carefully, and kept smiling skillfully and nervously.

"Bang" with a crisp sound, the actress's teacup fell into the plate. She was stunned for a moment, and in an instant she covered her panic on her face. Shi Shiran smiled and stood up: "I'm not very comfortable, where is my room? I want to go first..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden burst of lightning and thunder outside the window, and huge thunder rumbled across the sky. The people in the field were shocked, and at the same time, the wires in the house went off fire and suddenly fell into darkness.

In an instant, the white lightning pierced the black and unseen five-finger restaurant like a sharp blade, shining and suddenly black.

A scream started.

At that moment, Zhen Ai saw everyone, all the wax figures, under the gloomy white lightning, all with the same expression, as if they had turned into the same face, terrifying and distorted face.

She also understood the password, and her whole body was cold. Before she could react, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. Along with her, she suddenly crashed into the familiar and warm embrace.

Reassured instantly.

In the darkness, people around him screamed and cursed, and only he quietly hugged her in his arms, hugged her head, and wrote a kiss on her sideburns.

He held her tightly in his arms. The kiss was because he was worried about her safety and fear of losing. From now on, he would never let her out of his sight at any moment, and he would never.

She hugged his waist tightly, buried her head in his neck, and closed her eyes gently. His pulse was steady and powerful in his ears. She suddenly felt so heartbroken that she wanted to cry. The brother wrote Xia Zhi in his password, and she came at this time, but she shouldn't have come, and she shouldn't have been involved in this crisis.
To be continued...