"So, you came to me because you actually want to confirm whether this bottle of medicine is effective." Charles stared at Qianye, and the wrinkles of the skin under the gray hair shrank a little.

"Part of it is this."

Chino told the truth.

After he finished speaking, the two fell into a brief silence.

Charles tilted his head slightly and moved his gaze from Qianye to the green pill bottle.

There was always a smile on his lips.

His eyelids were slightly narrowed, as if he was thinking about something...

Qianye did not take the initiative to break the silence. He became very patient and waited for Charles to think.

The sound of the violent storm outside passed through the wall of the study room and lingered inside the house.

Burning flowing wax oil.

Roll down the candle stick until it forms a red clot at the bottom.

for a long time.

It was Charles' sigh that broke the tranquility.

This was the first time Qianye saw the other party's expression change.

"Robert, this kid, always likes to make his own decisions and give away my things to others."

Charles picked up the medicine bottle on the table.

He put it in front of his eyes and examined it carefully for a while, then put the medicine bottle back into his coat pocket.

"You are indeed infected, but this pill is not suitable for you."

Qianye saw Charles taking the pills back.

His previous conjectures have undoubtedly been confirmed.

Charles and his nephew Robert did not see eye to eye, and they must have been conflicted on this matter.

And this pill should be an important item.

Otherwise, when Charles saw the pills, his eyes would not have that fleeting weirdness...

"That's right, sir, I just heard you say the word infection. I'm curious, is my illness related to this infection?"

Charles responded.

It's a confirmation.

He pondered for about ten seconds before adding: "To be precise, your illness is caused by infection."

"Will you die?"

"Um."

Qianye noted which pocket Charles had just put the pills into, and he returned to the previous topic about Robert.

"Sir, Robert told me that only this pill could save me. He gave the pill to me, but you took the pill back and said it was not suitable for me. Why is that?"

Subtext.

Which one of you or Robert is telling the truth?

"The extent of your infection is different from Robert's. He can barely suppress it and clear it with the help of drugs."

"But you..."

"Mr. Qianye, you must know when you had this disease, right? Your infection is much deeper than him, and the pills will only accelerate your death."

"I'll tell you the truth. If it weren't for your special body, you wouldn't be alive today and see me."

Finally, Charles revealed what Qianye was concerned about without any more charades.

From the beginning.

Qianye was confused by a question.

That was about the severe pain in my head, which clearly appeared in the script of "Yandere Girl Boss", but why did it appear similar to Robert's illness after coming to the invitation meeting...

Don't talk about this invitational meeting.

Let’s just say that this is not an invitational party, it’s just a normal horror world script story.

Then the two worlds should not collude.

Unless this is a prequel or sequel to "Yandere Girl Boss".

But obviously, there is no such possibility...

The invitation does not belong to any script story. Its biggest mechanism is elimination, and the background story only serves to serve the final elimination.

An Ji, who had attended the invitational party, clearly told Qianye about this.

"An Zhan will not lie to me on this point. He will leave me with other places to use. He will let me live."

Qianye knew that An Yue had allowed himself to die in the invitation party.

There is no benefit to it.

If he wanted to kill himself, then An could just find an opportunity to kill himself when he entered the "apartment building" last time to perform a rescue mission...

There's no need to go to that trouble.

but.

If Ann didn't lie to herself, then what happened to Robert and Charles?

Why did they develop the disease they knew about after they came out of "Sick Girl Boss"?

Qianye couldn't figure it out.

He couldn't control his emotions as well as Charles.

Even if I try my best not to reveal anything.

But after Charles finished speaking, he still let the other party discover his problem...

"I guess you are wondering how this disease was infected, right?"

Charles didn't guess the point.

But in reality it’s not much different.

Qianye drank the cup of cold coffee in one gulp. The extremely bitter taste rolled from the tip of his tongue, then passed through his throat and was swallowed into his stomach.

It tasted similar to traditional Chinese medicine. He didn't understand why so many people liked to drink it...

Add sugar if needed.

It is better to drink sugar water directly and taste the sweetness directly.

"Mr. Charles, tell me, how did I get the symptoms I have?"

This is part of the mission.

Understand the source of your own brain problems.

On the premise of getting a solution to prevent this thing from getting worse, Qianye felt that he should complete the task first...

"I don't know about this. If you want to try your luck, you can go to the town and see if there is a fortune teller. She might be able to give you some spiritual comfort."

The way Charles talks is very similar to Robert.

They all seemed to be immersed in role-playing. Whether it was their demeanor or mental performance, Qianye once wondered whether they were actually the victims.

Or is it an NPC...

"There are no NPCs in the invitation meeting. What they know should be from the envelope tasks, and the performance should just happen to be their specialty. Maybe in reality, they are just acting or something like that."

Qianye found an explanation in her heart for the two of them.

And when he listened to Charles's answer, he also breathed out heavily: "I don't think spiritual comfort can help me much. What I'm encountering now is a matter related to my own life safety."

"No way, this is the price you pay for your arrogance..."

Charles mentioned it casually.

However, Qianye caught the key words in just such a sentence.

"Arrogant?"

He expressed doubts.

"Yeah, if you weren't greedy, how could you be infected." Charles put his right hand on the sofa and tapped his index finger rhythmically.

Under his thick glasses.

It seems that he still feels sorry for Chino and Robert for doing bad things.

"If it weren't for greed, Robert would have a beautiful family of his own now. He wouldn't know me, and he wouldn't work on that broken piano all day long."

"I think now he should have become a doctor as his parents expected... He has been very smart since he was a child, so this is not a problem for him."
To be continued...