February 10, Saturday. Before Mizuho Takemiya arrived at the villa, she didn't immediately ring the doorbell, but looked up at the whole villa first. This is a Nordic-style two-story building with a brown roof that sets off the whiteness of the walls.It may not be visible from the front, but if you look down from the air, you should be able to notice that the building is stretched in a cross shape in the southeast, northwest direction.It is precisely because of this that the locals call this Takemiya family mansion "Cross Mansion". Takemiya Mizuho sighed for no reason, stretched out his hand in his coat pocket and rang the doorbell.Immediately, someone responded, and it could be heard that it was the voice of the maid Suzue.Mizuho presented her name, and the maid immediately agreed to come and open the door.

Shui Sui walked to the eaves of the door, and under his feet was a passage paved with stone slabs.She put the hand that was not carrying the bag into the pocket of the jacket, let the cold wind fiddle with her long hair, and walked towards the door. Just as she was approaching the entrance, the thick door covered with carvings was pushed open from the inside as if it had seen the right moment. "Oh, Miss Mizuho, ​​it's been a long time." Suzuki came to greet her with a smile all over her face. She seemed to be a little thinner than before, and the wrinkles on her face had increased a lot.But this straight stance is still the same as before.

"Good morning, Auntie Suzue, how are you doing?" "Very good. I am relieved to see that you are so energetic, miss." When Lingzhi bowed her head to say hello, the sound of wheels rubbing against the floor came from the depths of the villa and gradually approached.Mizuho looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a girl in a black sweater and a long gray skirt coming towards them in a wheelchair.Her beautiful standard Japanese female face still has a trace of girlish slenderness.And Mizuho knew from the age difference between himself and her that this girl was already twenty years old this year.Mizuho just turned twenty-five last month.

"Are you here so soon?" The girl in the wheelchair said happily. "Long time no see, how are you doing?" Mizuho responded with a smile while taking off his shoes. "Of course, it's too good to be true." After speaking, the girl laughed. The girl's name is Kaori, and she is the only daughter of the Takemiya family.She has been living in a wheelchair due to a congenital leg problem. Under Kaori's guidance, Mizuho sat on the sofa in the living room.Rather than saying that this is a living room, this room is more like a museum, with antique-like gramophones, exquisitely crafted doll houses, interconnected rings of various shapes, building block mechanisms and other various decorations.At first glance, it looks like some unrelated items, but in fact these are puzzle toys.The owner of this house, Munehiko Takemiya, enjoys collecting such toys.

Mizuho picked up one of the puzzle rings. The word "DRAGON" was imprinted on the box. This ring was produced in France. The purpose of the game seemed to be to untie the armor-shaped ring from another ring. "By the way, it seems that auntie won't come back? It's a pity that we can't meet." Jiazhi's tone was slightly disappointed. "That man has locked himself in the studio since the beginning of the first lunar month, as if he wanted to isolate himself from festivals like the first lunar month. He's a weirdo." Shui Sui said with a wry smile, fiddling with the puzzle ring in his hand.

"This is the so-called passion for art, right? I'm so envious. Do I have to learn painting from my aunt?" "I think you'd better give up this idea. I'm afraid you will become as neurotic as that man when you pick up the pen." Mizuho's joke made Kaori laugh. Mizuho's mother Kotoe Takemiya is the younger sister of Kaori's mother Laiko.After their father passed away three years ago, Mizuho and Kotoe changed their surnames back to Takemiya, and the mother and daughter started a free life.Just as Masahiko is an artist, Kotoe is a Japanese painter. "Tell me about your time in Australia? It must be a wonderful place?"

Jiazhi's tone was slightly coquettish, not only because she was the only child in the family, but also because she regarded Mizuho as her own sister since she was a child. Mizuho stayed in Australia not long ago.After graduating from university, I experienced various jobs, but I haven't found my heart yet, so I went abroad to change my mood. "That's great, I really want to go there and have a look." Kaori looked up obliquely into the distance with eyes full of envy.It seems to be depicting an Australia in my mind. "It seems that there is nothing to worry about." Seeing Kaori's spirit, Mizuho's heart fell to the ground.

Kaori's mother Laiko passed away at the end of last year.For Jiazhi, who has limited mobility, the sudden death of her mother, who had always loved her deeply, must have caused her a shock like falling to the bottom of the valley.To be honest, before coming here today, Mizuho was already prepared to fight her tears.Today is Lai Zi's forty-ninth day. "By the way, I'm really sorry I couldn't attend the funeral." Mizuho apologized.When she received the news of Lai Zi's death, she was still in Australia. Because there were some things that had to be dealt with there, she couldn't leave, so she couldn't go back to China to attend the funeral.

"Okay, it's not a big deal." Kaori forced an unnatural smile on her face, lowered her gaze slightly, but immediately raised her head, and returned to her lively voice: "Would you like tea? I've been trying to make some apple tea these days, it's delicious." After speaking, she turned the direction of the wheelchair to prepare. "Wait a minute, don't rush to drink tea." Shui Sui lightly raised his right hand to stop her, "Before that, I have to say hello to Uncle, where is Uncle now?" "Father has gone to the tomb, and Aunt Hanako and the others are also together."

"Is that so...then, grandma is over there too?" "No, grandma stayed in the room. She seemed a little tired recently, so she was not allowed to go. Indeed, today...Mr. Nagashima should be with her too." Mizuho couldn't help wondering why Kaori seemed to hesitate when she said the name "Yongdao". "Then I have to go and say hello to my grandmother, but Mr. Yongshima is also here... Isn't it better to go later?" "It's okay, it's almost time to end. Let's go together." "Well—by the way, this puzzle ring is so difficult. Can it really be taken apart?"

The puzzle ring that Mizuho has been fiddling with since he sat down doesn't look like he's about to take it apart. "Let me see." Jiazhi took the puzzle ring from Mizuho's hand, and took it apart neatly within a few seconds. "That's amazing..." Shui Sui sighed in admiration. "There's no such thing. Anyone can take it apart if they find the secret. Does Sister Mizuho like this kind of puzzles and mechanisms?" "Somewhat interested." Shui Sui replied, "Uncle seems to have a lot of books on this subject, right?" "I don't know...I'll ask Dad later." "Then please." "I hate that kind of stuff." There was disgust in Kaori's tone, "Once this kind of thing is figured out, it will immediately become worthless. Then you will unconsciously pursue the next puzzle. It's like drugs." "That means uncle is deeply involved in this kind of drug addiction and can't extricate himself?" Mizuho stood up and looked at the huge puzzle picture adorning the wall.The painting seems to be the scenery of some place. From this huge painting, it can be seen that Kaori's father Munehiko is obsessed with puzzles. "That's right, half-baked puzzles can no longer satisfy him." Jiazhi said with a serious face, "Don't be dazed, let's go." She urged Mizuho. In one corner of the living room stands a four-corner pillar covering an area of ​​about one square meter, extending all the way to the ceiling.It is actually a small elevator.This is specially set up for Kaori to go up and down the stairs in a wheelchair in consideration of Kaori's leg and foot problems.Mizuho and Kaori entered the elevator together, and pressed the run button. Get out of the elevator and come to the corridor covered with wool carpet.Mizuho came back to this home again after many years, and the cross corridors in front of her made her feel nostalgic for a while. The person who built this villa, known as the Cross Mansion, was Koichiro Takemiya, the grandfather of Kaori and Mizuho.Koichiro started his business in the forestry industry, and built Takemiya Industries, which involves real estate and entertainment industries.He was proud of his vigorous mobility and strong body, but he died of illness a year and a half ago. Koichiro has no male heirs, only Kotoe, led by the eldest daughter Laizi, and three daughters, Huazi.Therefore, Lai Zi can only recruit a son-in-law to inherit the Zhugong family's property.It was Koichiro's subordinate Munehiko who became the son-in-law of this door-to-door. Then the third daughter and Hanako also formed a family with members of the Takemiya industry.Only Mizuho's mother, Kotoe, has a good relationship with artists in a completely different field, and Koichiro does not seem to have much objection to this.Maybe it's because he himself has a strong interest in this aspect. Being in this wonderful building, Mizuho can feel Koichiro's interest in art in everything around him. Mizuho and Kaori walked towards the corridor extending to the north, and passed the stairs on the way. On the opposite side of the stairs, there was a decorative stand against the wall. A horse with a red saddle on its back. There is also a staircase on the way through the east corridor. Mizuho noticed that there is also a shelf on the opposite side of this staircase, but on this shelf is a pot. The two rooms faced each other across the corridor, and the one on the left was the room of their grandmother Shizuka. Jiazhi didn't enter the room in a hurry, but maneuvered the wheelchair to go deeper in the corridor and came to the balcony.Mizuho also silently followed behind her. "She climbed up this fence and just jumped down like that." Kaori reached out and touched the railing of the balcony and said.Shui Sui stood beside her, looking down the balcony.Since the mansion is located on a slope, the north building is a three-story building with one basement.The ground floor, known as the basement, contains the utility room and music room, as well as the entrance to the backyard.The back yard is paved with grass, but the pathway is made of cement paving bricks.Right below the balcony is the cement passage, and Lai Zi probably fell on it and died. "Can't stop her?" After Mizuho asked the question unconsciously, he realized that it was pointless to ask such a question now. "I can't do anything." Jiazhi looked sad for a moment, and then took a deep breath as if trying to hold back her emotions. "At that time, I was chatting with my father in the room, and suddenly there was a terrible scream. As soon as my father carried me out of the room, he saw a man rushing up the stairs..." "Is that person Aunt Lai Zi?" Mizuho asked, Kaori hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly. "We just reacted that she ran to the balcony, and the next moment she fell into the night, everything was so unexpected." "Is that so... There was no one else at home then?" "Well, everyone was out, just me and Dad. Then Dad put me back in the wheelchair and immediately went downstairs to the backyard. And I, looking down at Mom from here." Kaori pinched the fence tightly, closing her eyes as if recalling the scene at that time. "Mom is like a white petal, a white petal that falls to the ground." Mizuho looked down the balcony again, she understood how much Jiazhi loved her mother, and her sadness at that time can be imagined. "Dad explained that it was mental illness." Kaori opened her eyes, "He said that my mother was restless due to the pressure of work...often unable to sleep at night." "Is that so..." Shui Sui and Lai Zi have a close relationship, and she still can't convince herself that Lai Zi died of a mental disorder. Lai Zi is not only the eldest daughter in the family, but also the most outstanding among the three sisters.From the elementary school attached to the famous local girls' university to high school, she always ranks among the best in the school.After graduating from high school, he was admitted to the economics department of a first-class national university.Joined Takemiya Sangyo after graduating from university and was affiliated with the business planning department.Using the action and creativity inherited from Kotaro, one new project after another has been realized.The people around only regarded her as the eldest lady under the shadow of the president's grace at first, but they were gradually overwhelmed by her ability. Kotaro originally planned to choose an excellent subordinate to become Laizi's husband-in-law, and then entrust the future of the Takemiya industry to this adopted son-in-law, but Laizi's talent completely canceled the necessity of this plan, and let her inherit it.So Koichiro trained Lai Zi as a candidate for the next president.As for the door-to-door son-in-law, it is up to Lai Zi to restrain the choice by himself.This lucky man is Soma Munehiko. Lai Zi is such a typical talented woman, but she is definitely not the kind of strong woman who is full of career.Even after succeeding Koichiro as the next president, she still maintains that delicate sensibility.She is a passionate woman who is devoted to music and painting. And admired by those around him. Such a rascal would commit suicide?And so without warning?And died of mental illness— "Feel sorry……" Jiazhi said with a lonely smile, "I shouldn't bring up this topic. It's rare that Sister Shuisui comes back. I wanted to talk about more happy topics." "do not worry about it." Mizuho pushed the wheelchair out of the balcony and went to Shizuka's room. Jiazhi knocked on the door, and the old lady responded softly from Fang.Mizuho followed Kaori into the room, and Shizuka, who was lying on the easy chair, let out an exclamation of "Oh!" "Mizuho, ​​when did you come? I haven't seen you for a long time, it must have been a year..." Shizuka greeted her with a smiley face as round as the full moon, and her wrinkled cheeks were white and delicate.The silver hair just complements this white western-style building. "It's been a year since grandfather's funeral, long time no see." Mizuho bowed his head in respect. "You are finally here, don't just stand there, come, sit down." Urged by Shizuka, Mizuho sat down on the carpet with a cushion.There are heating facilities in the floor, and she feels warmth under her feet. "Ms. Mizuho, ​​I remember you went to study in Australia, right?" Masaki Nagashima, who was packing bags beside Shizuka, asked.Yongdao runs a beauty salon near here, and he will come here several times a month to do maintenance for Shizuka. "It's not a study, it's just a stroll over there and come back." "This will definitely become a valuable asset. The future will be an era of internationalization." Nagashima nodded his slightly tanned head and said.He is indeed only thirty-five years old, with a strong and slender body, and his skin is tight and shiny. "Maintenance appears to be over." Kaori looked at Shizuka and Nagashima interactively and said. "Yeah, it's over." Shizuka stroked her hair and said slowly. "I was taught a lesson by Mr. Yongshima today." "That's not a lesson." Seeing the surprised faces of the two of them, Yong Dao hurriedly defended. "I just asked the old lady to pay attention to her body. The health status can be clearly reflected in the hair and skin. The old lady seems to be quite tired recently. — By the way, it is best to jog slowly. " Upon hearing the jogging, Mizuho couldn't help looking at Shizuka in surprise. "Grandma, are you still jogging?" Shizuka should be seventy this year. "I keep going every day. But Mr. Nagashima has said so, and it's almost the age to stop." "It's not a matter of age. If the goal is to maintain health, walking is much more effective than jogging. Can you keep walking every day?" "If you can't even hold on to this, your body will really collapse." "That's good, please try to persevere." Nagashima and Shizuka's health consultation came to an end, and Mizuho began to look around the room.She used to come and play in this room a lot, but in recent years she hardly ever came in.The walls are decorated with all kinds of strange antiques collected by Koichiro, muskets used by Vikings, pocket watches from the Edo period—— When Mizuho turned his gaze to the back, he couldn't help but stand on end.She thought there was someone standing behind her, but when she looked closely, it turned out to be a huge portrait.The person in the painting is Koichiro in formal attire, and the background seems to be this mansion with a cross.Koichiro's hands in white gloves were lightly clasped together in front of his waist. "Are you startled?" Shizuka said as if she could see through Mizuho's heart. "This painting was originally decorated in the company lobby, but everyone complained that it was too nasty, so it was moved back home." "Sister Shuisui, do you still remember your grandfather's last words?" Kaori on the side asked. "One of the last words asked us to decorate our portrait in the company after his death. So my father ordered this painting, which was delivered about half a year ago." "So this is ah……" Mizuho looked at the portrait again, creating a luxuriously decorated border that stretched all the way to the ceiling.Decorating the portrait of the former president in the lobby of the company is indeed a bit of a bad taste. "It was hung in the corridor until last month, but Kazuko and Hanako didn't like it, so they moved it to my room. Although it is your grandfather's last words, there is nothing you can do about it, but this decoration in the room is really uncomfortable. Comfortable. There is a feeling that something will come out of the painting at night." Just when the three of them were amused by Shizuka's words, there was a knock on the door.Mizuho opened the door, and standing outside was the maid Suzue. "There is a visitor outside the door who says he must see the owner of the house." Suzue said in a low voice. "Oh, that's really troublesome. Uncle Zong Yan and the others haven't come back yet?" "Yes, the guest said that he passed by on the way back from Lingyuan when he came here." "Well, it seems that we can only meet him. Who is it?" "Well, that...he said..." Lingzhi looked at everyone, and said as if awakened from pain, "He said he was a puppeteer." "Puppeteer?" Shizuka's question was full of doubts, "Puppeteer...is the person who makes dolls?" "That should be it." "What's the matter with the puppeteer coming to our house?" "Who knows." Suzue expressed puzzlement. "It's just a guess, maybe it has something to do with my mother." Jiazhi said, "Think about it, isn't mom interested in antiques? Is it because of this..." "Well, it makes sense." Shizuka nodded slightly, "Then let us deal with it, Miss Suzue, please lead him to the reception room." "I understand." Suzue ordered to back down. Mizuho and Kaori are also very interested in this puppeteer and decide to sit together.Yongdao left a message saying that he would come again tonight, so he will go back.Since today is Lai Zi's forty-ninth day, relevant people will gather here. When Mizuho and the others came to the reception room, a strangely dressed man was already waiting there.He was wearing a black and green top and black leggings.Underneath the blouse was a white shirt with a long white ribbon tied around the neck instead of a tie.Age about thirties.Pale skin, slender figure, and a face with a deep contour like a knife carving.Seeing him for the first time, Mizuho first thought of the vampire in the movie. Seeing Mizuho and the others coming in, the man immediately stood up from the sofa, lowered his head stiffly like a robot. "Sorry for the sudden visit." The man's voice sounded like metal, but it wasn't too inaudible. "I have something to tell you. My name is Wu Jing, and I am a puppeteer." The man handed Shizuka his business card. "Mr. Wujing... What a strange name." "I am the mother-in-law of the owner, Takemiya Sohiko, and these two are my granddaughters." Shui Sui and Shui Sui nodded one after another, and Wu Jing lowered his head again. "Then, let's talk about the purpose of your visit." Shizuka confirmed that everyone sat down and spoke. "It seems to be a very important matter. But I have to declare in advance that we are completely amateurs in things like dolls, so please start the topic on this premise." "Don't worry, the following words don't require any knowledge about puppets at all." Wu Jing's tone was firm and decisive. "However, please don't take what I say next as a joke. It may sound unbelievable, but please listen to the end." "That sounds scary." Shizuka said with a constant smile. "That's right." Wu Jing said with a serious face. "It's not an exaggeration to say that it's very scary." Just when his words made Mizuho hold his breath, and made Kaori beside him straighten his back, the door was opened politely, and Kaori put the black tea brought in front of everyone with a slightly stiff expression. "Have you ever bought a doll in the shape of a clown?" Wu Jing asked. "Clown?" Shizuka couldn't help but stop holding the teacup to her lips. "What kind of doll?" "The body is made of wood, with a black hat and white clothes. According to an antique shop in the city, it was bought by someone in the house not long ago." "Is it in the shape of a clown..." Shizuka thought for a moment, clapped her hands and said, "I remember, it's the doll that Lai Zi bought two months ago." "That is to say, at that time..." Kaori frowned and looked at Shizuka. "That's right, the clown doll that was adorning the shelf in the hallway at that time." "What did you mean then?" Mizuho asked. "It was when Lai Zi committed suicide. At that time, there was a doll in the shape of a clown on the shelf next to the stairs." "oh oh……" Mizuho didn't know how to answer, so he simply kept silent.The puppeteer opened his mouth to continue the conversation. "The one who bought the clown doll... died?" "Yes," Shizuka replied. "She committed suicide, and today is her forty-ninth day." "Is that really the case..." The puppeteer bowed his head deeply and remained motionless for a while.It seems that he is really sad about Lai Zi's passing, but why is he so sad as an outsider?Mizuho was puzzled by this. "In other words... Is it still a step late." He muttered to himself. "What's a step late?" Shizuka asked. Wu Jing shook his head lightly, and said: "That doll is called a tragic clown. There are rumors that whoever owns it will surely suffer misfortune. The previous owner of the clown died in a traffic accident, and the previous owner was insane until he committed suicide. .Not only that, there are countless rumors about this clown's misfortune." He turned his gaze back to confirm the reactions of the three. A silent period passed. Wu Jing's words instantly made the air in the receiving room tense.Perhaps in order to ease the tense atmosphere, Shizuka said in the same calm tone as before, "Well, that's really a clown who brings tragedy." "And then? What do you want to do with this clown?" "This puppet was made by my father," Wu Jing said, "Father still cared about this puppet until the last moment before he passed away. He told me to find this clown and use all means to dispose of it." "That means you want to buy this clown?" "Yes, of course, I will pay more than what you paid for it." "It doesn't matter about the money... Please wait a moment, I'll go get the doll right away." After finishing speaking, Shizuka left the reception room. Going out of the same room with two young women, Wu Jing didn't seem to care. His eyes wandered between the paintings on the wall and various decorations, and finally locked his eyes on the shelf by the window. "This is a puzzle, right?" "Yes," Kaori replied, "My dad is interested in this... There are unfinished puzzle toys in every room of this house." Mizuho also stood up to look at the puzzle.The content of the painting is a scene of an old woman flying a goose into the sky. It is really a strange painting.The jigsaw puzzle is about to be completed, and the only part that is not completed is the blue sky. "This painting seems to be made by Mother Goose, maybe it's one of his drawing books." Wu Jing said with satisfaction, and sat back on the sofa again. "Speaking of that clown puppet..." Mizuho turned to Kaori, "I remember when I passed the corridor just now, the dolls of a boy and a horse were decorated on the shelf, right?" "Yes, after my mother committed suicide, my grandmother felt that the doll was uncomfortable, so she put it away. To be honest, that shelf has always been decorated with a doll of a boy with a horse. Only that day, That strange clown doll suddenly appeared there. From this point of view, even if Mr. Wu Jing didn’t say it, I would feel that the real clown would really bring misfortune.” "Whether you believe it or not," Wu Jing said, "That puppet has this kind of power." His tone was terribly gloomy, Mizuho couldn't help but look into his eyes, saw his light brown eyes staring at her, and nodded deeply. Shizuka's return broke the long silence, she sat back on the sofa with a box in her arms, and opened the box.Inside the box was a glass box, she took out the box and put it on the table, and opened the lid. "that's it." The puppeteer nodded and said. "That's right, it's a tragedy puppet." The puppet in front of him was just as Wu Jing described earlier, with a black hat, white clothes, and an uncomfortable sad expression. "This, was it decorated in the corridor that day?" Mizuho asked, Shizuka nodded. "Only for that day." "It seems to be true, but why only that day?" "I asked, it seems that Zong Yan put it there." "Uncle let it go?" "Well, he said that Lai Zi bought it, and she would be happy to put it there. But after the incident, it has been kept in my room." Wu Jing lifted the doll and the glass box together, and after listening to the conversation between the two, put the glass box back on the table. "Can you give it to me?" He asked seriously, but Shizuka looked slightly troubled. "I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer right away. Although this is something my daughter bought, she has passed away after all, and she must ask her husband for instructions before making a decision." "Then when will the master come back? I will visit the house again then." "Should not come back until evening, but there will be many guests tonight, I'm afraid he won't have time to deal with this doll. I will let him know in advance, can you come back tomorrow?" "Tomorrow?" Wu Jing bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes fell on the fingers folded on the table.Seeing his troubled look, Mizuho felt that he really believed in the clown's rumors. "I see, then I will visit your house again tomorrow." "I'm so sorry." Shizuka said. "It's okay, but I should thank you for taking the time to listen to my abrupt words." Wu Jing stood up and put on the black coat tucked under his arm.For a moment the coat fluttered like a cloak, which reminded Mizuho of a vampire again. Leaving the reception room, Shizuka called Ayaeda and told her to send the doll to the basement. Mizuho followed Shizuka and Kaori, and accompanied Wujing to the entrance.He seemed to be very interested in this cross-shaped building, but he didn't say a word about it. "May the god of happiness visit this mansion." When he shook hands with Shizuka at the entrance and said goodbye, he blessed. "I will borrow your good words. I will give you the same blessing." "See you tomorrow, then." After finishing speaking, the puppeteer turned and left the Cross Mansion. (clown perspective) For forty-nine days, it was like going into hibernation. After the woman in white pajamas fell into the night, I was picked up from the ground by someone.Just as I was wondering what was going to happen to me next, nothing happened and this man threw me on the rug again.In front of me was the balcony where the woman jumped off, and I just lay there for a while. At this time, I noticed a voice gradually approaching me.In a blink of an eye, it turned out that the young girl was driving past me in a wheelchair.She seemed to have lost her soul, and the way she operated the wheelchair was clumsy and blunt. She drove the wheelchair to the balcony, looked down at the balcony, and cried bitterly there for a long time.Then several men's voices interrupted her cries.I couldn't turn my head to lose sight of it, but it seemed like a few men were coming up the stairs.They stayed on the balcony for a long time, and asked the wheelchair girl all kinds of questions indifferently, and they dispersed after a while.At some point, the wheelchair girl also disappeared.During the next period, no one hugged me again. After a long time, there was finally a conversation, the voices of two women.One of them was the voice of the girl in the wheelchair before, and the other seemed to be a rather old voice. "Anyway, Jiazhi, go back to your room and rest." The old woman said like a wheelchair girl.So far, I finally know that this girl's name is Kaori. "However, at a time like this..." Kaori's voice trembled slightly. "I understand how you feel." The old woman seemed to sigh deeply, "But, what has happened, what else can we do. Come on, go to grandma's room, grandma will sleep with you." The sound of the wheelchair approaching slowly, stopped abruptly when it reached my ears. I was finally picked up again.It was an old woman with a silver hair and a noble face who picked me up. "A puppet I've never seen before." She said, and Kaori on the side nodded in agreement. "When it was put here, I have no clue." "Is it...it feels quite uncomfortable, this puppet." The old woman looked puzzled, and then stretched out her arms to support my body, "Put away this unsightly thing, it's better to decorate with other things here." After speaking, she took me into the room, took boxes and glass boxes from the utility room, and hid me in the deepest drawer.Locked in a glass box, I can no longer hear the outside world. And just now, I finally saw the light of day again. They took me to a room that looked like a reception room, and Wujing's appearance took me by surprise.That man seemed to be after me again. After Wujing went back, I was sent to the basement by the maid.I thought I was going back to the utility room again, but unexpectedly the maid opened the door opposite to the utility room, which is an exquisitely designed music room.There is an organizer in the room that doubles as a record holder, and there are drawers below the shelf.On the shelf there is a container containing dozens of cassettes, and above that is a box for puzzles, with an imposing portrait of Napoleon on the box.I was placed in front of the tape container, just to receive Napoleon's overlooking baptism behind me. So the maid left me here, turned off the lights and left.