Author: Hua Zhiwan

Fortunately, both of them were still sensible and separated after kissing for a while.

Jiang Lusheng gasped next to Lan Shuang's ear, raised his long arm, touched the switch, and pressed it with a "pop" sound, and the room lit up instantly.

Lan Shuang closed her eyes for a while, then opened them again when she could get used to it.

The first thing that catches the eye is a large table. Next to the table is a large bookcase filled with books.

It seems that the owner of this room, that is, her identity, is a person who loves to read books.

I don’t know if this is considered a piece of identity information.

She pushed Jiang Lusheng gently, "Aren't you going to find your information? Aren't you afraid of being deducted?"

Jiang Lusheng straightened up and shook his head: "Don't worry, there is a lot of information in the room, you can fool it by just writing one."

"Yes." Lan Shuang raised her eyes and looked at him, "Do you have any information about this world?"

Jiang Lusheng rubbed her hair and said, "No, I am just like you, blank. This time we really have no script at all and we need to rely on ourselves."

Lan Shuang exhaled, "Okay, let's see who I am first."

She walked to the desk. There was a desk lamp and a pen holder on the table. There was a piece of paper under the pen. She picked it up and took a look at it. "My sisters all practiced the piano very well. I'm so stupid. Even if I can't learn it, I won't either."

I like to play the piano, but every time I tell my dad, he gets very angry, which scares me."

Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, I don't like playing the piano. I have a few sisters in front of me."

Jiang Lusheng walked to the bed and looked at it. It was a very retro bed. The bed was covered with thick quilts. The sheets and quilt covers were embroidered with roses. It looked beautiful at first glance, but after looking at it for a long time, the rich red color made people feel a little suffocated.

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There seemed to be something under the pillow. Jiang Lusheng picked it up and saw that it was a silver bracelet with a small pendant engraved with "6" on it.

"6?" Jiang Lusheng said thoughtfully, "Could it be that you are the sixth child?"

Lan Shuang thought, "It's not impossible, but there won't be five sisters in front of me, right? Then is this family too fertile?"

Jiang Lusheng laughed, "One more thing, you can't be sure that you are the youngest. After all, there are ten players."

Lan Shuang: "...it's still a big family."

She put down the paper in her hand, opened the drawer and looked at it, and found a group photo.

"Jiang Lusheng, come and see!"

She took out the group photo and waved it at him, "I found the key clue."

Jiang Lusheng put the bracelet on the table and leaned over to look at the photo. The photo must have been a few years old, slightly yellowed, and the clarity was not enough. It looked a bit blurry, but there were indeed ten people in the photo, a middle-aged couple wearing gorgeous clothes.

The dresser sat in the middle, with eight children standing in a fan-shaped row behind them. A boy stood in the middle, and the rest were seven girls.

You can't tell who is who among them from their positions, nor can you tell who is older or younger. They all look similar, but they are all beautiful.

Lan Shuang glanced twice and touched her chin, "This should have been taken when we were six or seven years old, but I don't know who it corresponds to."

She turned to the back and there was a sentence on the back.

Jiang Lusheng read out, "Mom, dad, brother, sister, me and my sister, it's nice to have a neat family."

Lan Shuang frowned and murmured: "These two middle-aged people are definitely the parents. The only boy is the elder brother. There are seven girls left. I am the sixth, and there is a seventh and a eighth behind me...

Wait, does this six include boys or not?"

Jiang Lusheng was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I probably didn't calculate it."

"Why?"

"Usually in large families, boys and girls are sorted separately. This family seems to be unusual, so boys should be counted separately. Girls should be counted from the first to seventh. You are the sixth."

Lan Shuang nodded: "It makes sense. Let's hold this photo for now. I'll go down and ask them later."

She stuffed the photo into Jiang Lusheng's trouser pocket, turned around and continued to rummage in the drawer. This time she found a box of chocolates. She only ate two of the chocolates and kept the rest.

And there is a diary under the chocolate box.

Lan Shuang's eyes lit up, and she immediately took out the diary and turned to the first page. There was a sentence written on it: I have learned to write. The teacher praised me for my good writing and exaggerated that my sister is beautiful. I am very happy.

"This should have been written when I was a child." Lan Shuang weighed it. The diary was very thick and must have been old.

She continued to look back and saw that the second page was still full of crooked characters for earthworm, with pinyin even used in some places.

"Dad found a piano teacher for us, but I thought he was a bit strange. He looked strange at us. He seemed to be very rich..."

Lan Shuang felt something was wrong.

Before she could continue to look down, a scream suddenly came from the corridor, "Ahhhhh--"

Lan Shuang's hands shook, and she immediately raised her head and looked at Jiang Lusheng.

Jiang Lusheng made a quick decision, "Go out and have a look."

"good."

The two rushed out, and Lan Shuang asked as they walked: "What's wrong?"

This building is in the shape of a "kou". The door opposite her opened and it was Mu Tiao.

Mu Tiao was holding a bracelet in his hand. He nodded to her when he saw her, then raised his finger and pointed at it: "It's the movement on the third floor."

Lan Shuang was confused: "Aren't the girls all numbered at the back? We should all be downstairs."

Mu Tiao shrugged, "Who knows."

The room next to Lan Shuang opened. Wen Qingqing and Pei Jinzhi were both there. The one above should be Zheng Mingxin.

She glanced at a few people and said, "Shall we go up and have a look?"

The others had no objection, but took a closer look at Jiang Lusheng beside her.

Lan Shuang had no intention of explaining, and the others didn't ask any questions. After they went up to the third floor, they saw Zheng Mingxin sitting in the corridor in shock. Liu Quan and He Ping stood beside her, and Li Weiyan and Gao Yaozu came from the other side.

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"What did you see? Are you so scared?"

Li Weiyan looked at Zheng Mingxin and glanced in through the opened door.

"It's pitch black, there's nothing there."

"Yes! Yes! I just saw a woman in a red skirt running out!" Zheng Ming hugged his arms in despair.

"Whose room is this?" Lan Shuang glanced at the number next to the room, "No. 1, is your room." She looked at Liu Quan.

Liu Quan nodded and said with some embarrassment: "Yes, she just said she was scared to be alone and wanted to go with me, so I agreed. However, when she opened the door, she suddenly shouted and said she saw the woman in red.

But I didn’t see anything.”

"Run out? If you really ran out, no one would see you, right? We came out as soon as we heard the screams. If there was really someone, where else could we hide?" Li Weiyan looked around and everyone nodded.

"But I really saw it!" Zheng Mingxin cried, "She ran past me."

Mu felt goosebumps all over his body, "You must have seen a ghost, right?"
Chapter completed!