Chapter 41 part 1

How could someone put a wax figure at the entrance, let alone a wax figure of a woman lying face down on the ground in a creepy manner?

The woman was dressed in ancient clothing, but her posture was extremely eerie, kneeling and prostrating towards the entrance as if begging for mercy.

Her face showed fear, with her eyes wide open in death, and there seemed to be marks on her neck as if cut by a blade, with blood underneath.

When the door was first opened, this scene was incredibly realistic, freezing Shen Qiaoyu and Yan Shiqing in their tracks.

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The two of them were pressed shoulder to shoulder under the bed, forgetting that they had a photographer following them. The photographer could only hide behind the door.

The barking of the dog outside grew louder, and then suddenly the door was pushed open.

Shen Qiaoyu’s heart jumped to her throat.

Fortunately, the person in black just glanced hastily around the room and immediately left.

Only then did she relax.

On the side, Yan Shiqing suddenly poked her and leaned in close to her ear, asking in a low voice, “Qiao Qiao, were you bitten by a dog when you were a child?”

Shen Qiaoyu: “…”

“Don’t talk nonsense.” She instinctively retorted, “How could I possibly be afraid of dogs.”

She kept a straight face, but her ears turned slightly red.

There was light shining under the bed, and Yan Shiqing could see clearly. Unable to hold it in, she chuckled softly.

The more she laughed, the more annoyed Shen Qiaoyu became. She turned her head, intending to have a serious conversation with her. But then she saw something lying next to Yan Shiqing, so she smirked and tapped her on the shoulder, saying, “Take a look at what’s beside you~”

“What is it?” Yan Shiqing looked over in confusion, only to see a pile of corpses, looking extremely gruesome with blood all over, and some even had eerie white bones at the core.

Of course, these were all props, but they were incredibly lifelike, especially in the dimness under the bed.

Shen Qiaoyu thought that Yan Shiqing would definitely be scared.

Sure enough, after Yan Shiqing saw clearly, she let out a startled cry, then quickly wrapped her arms around Shen Qiaoyu’s neck and buried herself in her embrace, trembling as she exclaimed, “So scary!”

Shen Qiaoyu: “…”

Why does it feel so strange…

She lowered her head and saw that Yan Shiqing was indeed smirking, and she playfully reached out to pinch her face, taunting, “Hmph, trying to scare me?”

“Auntie told me that you were scared of dogs, and even laughed at you for crying out of fear.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiaoyu’s ears turned red instantly. She quickly pushed Yan Shiqing away and said, “Don’t touch me.”

“My mom’s words don’t count, that was when I was a child.” She added, “There’s no way I would be scared now.”

Speaking of which, how could her mom discuss such matters with Yan Shiqing? It’s so embarrassing.

She quickly changed the subject while crawling out from under the bed, saying, “Let’s find the killer of Lixiang first.”

Unexpectedly, Yan Shiqing suddenly grabbed her arm again and pointed to the other side of the bed, saying, “Wait a moment, there’s a clue here.”

“Besides, we haven’t even looked at the undercover hint card given by the production team.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Qiaoyu crawled back in.

The space under the bed was small, with the two of them shoulder to shoulder, and it almost seemed like they could smell each other’s fragrance.

Shen Qiaoyu looked in the direction she pointed and indeed saw a set of nightclothes.

Under this bed, there were again piles of bodies and another set of nightclothes. What does this mean?

She reached out to flip the nightclothes.

Meanwhile, Yan Shiqing opened the undercover hint card, which had a black clock drawn on it.

Yan Shiqing: “…”

What kind of cryptic clue is this?

Shen Qiaoyu stole a glance in the spare moment and couldn’t help but curve her lips. She whispered, “This clock is purely black, and the ‘hour’ of the clock represents you, indicating that you are completely dark, you’re the undercover agent!”

Yan Shiqing: “…”

After a few seconds of silence, she finally managed to say, “Anyway, I don’t want you to expose me, and I don’t think I’m the undercover agent. The production team wouldn’t give such a simple clue; there must be ulterior motives.”

“Whatever.” Shen Qiaoyu, on the other hand, seemed carefree. She slightly curled her lips and smiled, saying, “Anyway, I just want to expose you. I also think you’re an undercover agent. So, get ready to be exposed by me~”

“You!” Yan Shiqing was infuriated by her and could only awkwardly say, “Can’t you show a little compassion?”

Shen Qiaoyu, having finally won a round, wouldn’t let her off easily and quickly responded, “I have a girlfriend. How can I show compassion to other women?”

Yan Shiqing: “…”

Truly frustrating!

It seemed that the other party was determined to expose her!

She quickly got up and propped herself on Shen Qiaoyu’s body, trying to climb out from under the bed. However, Shen Qiaoyu grabbed her and, while checking the floor tiles, asked, “Where are you going?”

“Running away!” Yan Shiqing glared at her, but as she was lightly pulled by Shen Qiaoyu, she suddenly devised a plan. She followed her force and plunged into her embrace, even playfully circling her finger on Shen Qiaoyu’s collarbone, tenderly saying, “If I don’t run, will you have your way with me~”

“If I don’t run, will you still mess with me~”

In reality, Yan Shiqing was thinking of this phrase in her heart. Her gaze fell upon Shen Qiaoyu’s cool face. Feeling the softness in her embrace and smelling her fragrance, she found herself blushing.

Her slightly cool fingertips lightly traced over Shen Qiaoyu’s skin, tickling her like an itch.

The two were also standing too close, so close that their breaths intertwined.

However, Shen Qiaoyu was completely stunned by her discovery. Her attention was solely focused underneath Yan Shiqing. Like discovering a new continent, she excitedly said, “Look here, there’s a hidden compartment!”

“Hmm?”

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