There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 653
Chapter 653: Chapter 562 The Joys and Sorrows of People Are Not Interconnected Chapter 653: Chapter 562 The Joys and Sorrows of People Are Not Interconnected The girl hid in the ancestral hall for several days.
The rear hall was the fourth courtyard, a place that rarely saw visitors.
But to avoid discovery, she never left her room, not even daring to open the door or a window for some fresh air, for fear of being found.
Only at night did Tiezhu stealthily bring her food and remove the filth from the room, both of them acting with utmost care and caution.
But one day.
A curious child sneaked behind Tiezhu back to the ancestral hall and discovered him hoarding tasty food for himself.
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As he rushed over to make a fuss, he accidentally found the girl hiding in the room.
“Huh?
I thought you had already left the village, since those people are gone, why haven’t you left yet?”
The child was innocent, not giving a second thought to the girl’s predicament, simply assuming she had not left Osmanthus Village.
On hearing his words, the girl, perhaps reminded of something, began to cry silently with her mouth covered, tears streaming down her pitiable face.
The child immediately became flustered and confused.
Tiezhu hurriedly said, “You mustn’t tell anyone about my sister hiding here.
It seems like someone wants to capture her — I heard Mr.
Wang mentioning it a couple of days ago while walking in the street.”
The child scratched his head in bewilderment: “Oh, why do they want to capture her?”
With his hands on his hips, Tiezhu threatened convincingly: “Never mind why, you just can’t let this slip or I won’t let you leave this room!”
“Okay, fine.”
The child agreed but didn’t take Tiezhu’s threat seriously, seeing it as nothing more than a playful scuffle between friends.
After hearing what Tiezhu had said, the girl really wanted to keep the child with them.
But she also knew that was impossible!
Since the child belonged to the Village Chief’s House of Osmanthus Village, if he went missing, the village would surely search thoroughly, and they might discover this place!
Therefore, they couldn’t do anything to the child.
All they could do was continuously brainwash him.
For an hour and a half, the two persuaded, begged, and threatened him, repeating themselves over and over…
It was only when the night grew deep and they could afford to delay no longer that they reluctantly let the impatient child go.
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After the child left, the girl looked vacant.
She felt she needed to find a new hiding place quickly, but reasoned that the exits were likely watched and the surrounding mountains, where they were probably searching for her, were barren.
Seeing her in low spirits, Tiezhu came over to comfort her.
“He’s actually got a good nature.
Since he promised not to tell, he definitely won’t.
Don’t worry.”
“Tiezhu, how’s your drawing coming along?”
The girl suddenly asked.
Tiezhu took out a sheet of paper from his clothes pocket.
Sketched on it were crooked lines and boxes, some overlapping, making the whole image look chaotic.
Embarrassed, Tiezu said, “I didn’t dare to draw outside, so I just noted it down to draw once back in the room, but I couldn’t remember some parts clearly anymore.”
The girl stared blankly at the sketch as despair welled up within her.
She forced a smile and said, “It’s fine, you’ve done quite well, as long as we get the route from the ancestral hall to the village entrance.”
Though Osmanthus Village had orderly houses, it was riddled with narrow alleys that served as drainage channels for the rooftops.
If she had to leave, she certainly couldn’t take the main roads, even at night.
Her only option was to slip through these alleys.
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The girl lived in fear for two days.
Worried the child might betray her, she slept warily under the bed, which left her even more tense and on edge.
Only when she was certain the boy had not spoken of the matter after he left did she start to relax a little.
And tonight was the night she planned to leave the village.
She intended to act at midnight, when even the guards at the village gate would grow drowsy and careless.
For this, she had rested well during the day.
When night came.
Upon waking, she saw a small basket by the window, presumably dinner prepared by Tiezhu.
But that was when disaster struck.
Noise came from outside.
The door was smashed open by a tremendous force, the weak latch standing no chance, and the person who burst through the door was like a wall of steel bristling with thorns!
“Ah—!”
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In a nearby alley.
The boy was imitating how he would soon help that sister escape, when he heard a scream from the direction of the ancestral hall.
He instinctively took a few steps toward it.
But then he saw several burly men with torches storming into the ancestral hall, their faces gloomy and frightening.
This sight stopped him in his tracks.
Tiezhu’s heart pounded; suddenly, he heard people calling his name.
As if on cue, the boy turned and ran, disappearing into the alley like an eel in the blink of an eye!
The villagers searched the ancestral hall for Tiezhu briefly but then thought nothing more of it.
After all, he was just a brash kid, likely led astray by that woman who hid him away, and with the woman now captured, it mattered little where that orphan boy was.
