The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

What's wrong?

Yan Xiu's voice came from above.

Sanjian looked up at him, Have you finished the inspection?

Yan Xiu nodded, It has been in disrepair for a long time and has been scrapped.

Sang Jian raised his finger at him and said, Come and take a look.

Yan Xiu squatted in front of Sang Mian.

Sang Jian winked at him, The book was from three years ago. If I remember correctly, the incident at Lyman Manor was more than twenty years ago, but there is a book from three years ago here... Someone has been here and lived here. Been here.

Sang Jian curled his lips and chuckled, So this robot hasn't reached the point of disrepair. It was only three years ago at most.

Little brother, you won't lie to me, right?

Her tone was a bit teasing, but unfortunately Sang Jian was wearing a mask and Yan Xiu couldn't see her expression.

Hearing Sang Jian's words, Yan Xiu remained calm, If you don't believe it, you can check it yourself.

Oh~ Sanmi stood up and walked towards the robot.

There was a layer of dust on the machine, and there were many fingerprints on it, which were made when Yan Xiu was wearing gloves to check.

Sanmi pretended to look around with a flashlight.

The robot is very complete, and it must have been a perfect work before.

It's a pity that this thing needs to be inspected once every month at most, otherwise it is prone to malfunction.

Sang Jian saw a dent in the robot's back waist. It must be that some part was missing and he hadn't had time to replace it.

It seems that it has been broken for a long time. I misunderstood you, little brother.

Sang Jian glanced around and returned to Yan Xiu's side.

Yan Xiu also stood up from the ground, picked up the books and put them back on the bookshelf.

Are you still looking for other clues? Yan Xiu asked.

Sang Jian shook his head, There are enough things here, let's go to the main building and have a look.

Those books can only prove that someone has lived here. More useful things may be found in the main building.

What do you think about this matter? Yan Xiu asked, following Sang Jian.

Sang Jian said as he walked: My opinion is that the people who lived here later were not children. The people who lived here twenty years ago were not necessarily children either.

Those children's books and children's clothes, including those dolls, may have been a trap set up by the people who lived here later.

After the massacre of the manor, there are still people who dare to live here. Either they are relatives of the manor, or they know something and are not afraid of this place, or... they are the murderer we are looking for.

Why can't it be a child? Yan Xiu was curious.

Because a child would not think of filling the bookshelf here with children's books, and that robot is not something a child can make, Sanmi explained.

Yan Xiu nodded, as if he took it seriously and kept it in mind.

Sang Jian suddenly slowed down and walked side by side with Yan Xiu behind her. She approached Yan Xiu and asked in a low voice: You don't want to copy my answer, do you?

Yan Xiu: ...

Sang Jian had an expression that was open to discussion, That's okay, the two of us can cooperate?

Yan Xiu: ...

If you do this, ask me again next time and I won't say anything. Sang Jian snorted.

I can also tell you my thoughts. Yan Xiu said.

It's just a courtesy, not to the point of cooperation.

As a result, Sang Jian covered his ears and shook his head, I won't listen, I won't listen.

Yan Xiu: ... Then don't say it.

Yan Xiu pursed his lips and said nothing.

I have no intention of telling Sang Jian my thoughts, and I have no intention of cooperating with Sang Jian.