Chapter 651: Identity Becomes a Mystery! The

Su Yang did not enter immediately; instead he first glanced toward the Second Floor, confirmed no one was there, then glanced toward the First Floor Corridor.

As always quiet, the players must be at their wits' end searching for the mechanism.

But they could not have imagined that this earth‑shattering secret was hidden near the corpse.

Su Yang had already suspected something, but he did not voice it.

Just as Tang Youning sensed something amiss, he smoothly steered them away.

But the woman Liang Kaichi seemed to have sense of smell of Su Yang's thought, and was slow to leave.

If she could not read these characters, perhaps she would not have been able to discern this secret so smoothly.

Su Yang let out a light laugh and lifted his leg to step in.

When he stepped onto the first step, he groped toward the door for a moment and soon felt a hard object.

He pressed hard, and with a booming sound the Bookshelf shut tightly again.

Leaving no trace.

As if nothing had happened.

The lightless Underground Space was hot and dry, and even the slightest sound would be enormously amplified.

Su Yang felt his way forward in the dark, and when he reached the end, a door blocked his path.

"Found you!"

Calm ripples rose in his mind, and Su Yang gently pushed the door open, stepping into this unfamiliar area.

As always dark, he could not see his own hand.

But the scent was completely different, carrying a faint pine fragrance that soothed the mind.

"I have a box of matches in my hand!"

"Deception activated successfully, player Su Yang has obtained a box of matches."

"Sss—"

He struck a fire, and by the fleeting flame Su Yang caught sight of the Oil Lamp on the table.

He lit the Oil Lamp, and its light illuminated the space.

An old, weathered table bearing many years' wear first came into view.

On the table lay a Plate and a set of Knife and Fork.

The Plate held Luncheon Meat, which, judging by its freshness, had clearly been cooked only recently.

Su Yang picked up the Knife and Fork to examine them, and found a few remnants of Cut Luncheon Meat on them.

"There is food to eat, yet you still eat Rotten Meat?" Su Yang furrowed his Brow slightly.

His gaze then fell on the bed, where the Pillow and Bedding were slightly disheveled, and the Bed Sheet showed streaks of blood.

It is easy to infer that, over the years, a woman subjected to flogging endured the pain sleeping on this narrow one‑meter‑twenty‑centimeter bed.

Su Yang placed the Oil Lamp on the Bedside Table and picked up the Pillow for a close inspection.

"Is this... water stain?"

No, more precisely, it should be the trace left after tears soaked the Pillow and then dried.

The bed was very dirty, clearly unwashed for a long time.

Su Yang also spotted a few black Insects on it.

Although he had never seen them before, judging by the surroundings they were most likely Fleas!

He did not want to be plagued by such stubborn bugs, so he dismissed the thought of sleeping there.

"Snap!"

He opened the Cupboard above the bed, which was filled with all sorts of Canned Food.

Most were iron containers; when opened, one could see jam and Meat inside.

The aroma was strong, though mixed with a strange odor.

In the nearby Wardrobe were many clothes, including a small portion of Dress.

Inside it was very clean, forming a stark contrast with the bed.

Moreover, the deceased seemed to have an extreme pursuit of beauty, arranging everything meticulously and without flaw.

Cosmetics and Skincare Products were numerous, even more than those used by the Count's lady.

"She could not be a Maid!" Su Yang inferred.

Most likely she is the Count's daughter!

Ordinary people could not receive such high treatment.

Nobility habitually display status through attire and demeanor.

Demeanor is cultivated from childhood, as is one's sense of style.

Assuming, as Tang Youning said, the dead was a Maid, then even the Count's greatest favor could not reach this level.

Keeping a lover in the Cellar?

This is not something love would say.

It is more like a method of breeding livestock!

Just as Su Yang was pondering, sudden footsteps and voices echoed from above.

He looked up, his gaze flickering.

As he turned, his toe suddenly kicked something.

He lowered his eyes, and his Pupil narrowed slightly.

He saw a hunting rifle lying quietly on the ground.

"The gun is actually..." Su Yang felt a slight shock in his heart.

He picked it up and looked, discovering the gun's body glossy and smooth, and its mechanical components also meticulously maintained.

Su Yang, holding his doubt, looked toward the spot where the hunting rifle had been placed, and saw that the box contained several rounds of Ammunition.

"She clearly has a gun and Bullet, yet was shot like this and didn't resist?"

The main reason is…

The Count enjoys hunting; why would he place the treasure in someone else's room?

Even if he worries about it being used by a schemer, it should at least be placed in a relatively safe area.

By doing this, isn't he plainly exposing his weak spot?

"Dong!"

Suddenly, a huge roar from overhead rang out, pulling Su Yang out of his daze.

He looked straight ahead, and the Photo Frame placed on the Dressing Table displayed three people with radiant smiles.

One Black-haired Woman, two golden‑haired.

The three huddled together, their smiles heartfelt, rather warm and blissful.

Su Yang lifted the Photo Frame and examined it closely, discovering that the woman standing in the middle was the Dead Person!

And the Black-haired Woman on the left was one of the Maid, whose appearance Su Yang had already seen.

As for the one on the right…

"She also has golden hair…"

"No wonder I didn't find her in her room; looks like someone has already uncovered the Count's hidden 'good deed'." Su Yang narrowed his eyes.

From the three's posture and Brow and eyes, they must be very close sisters.

They reveal not a hint of any so‑called difference in status.

"Strange…"

"If the Dead Person is a Nobility young lady, how could she act so intimately with a Maid?" Su Yang was puzzled.

Just as he was pondering, another huge roar echoed from overhead!

"Boom!"

Shards of stone flew sideways, and dust rose everywhere.

"Cough cough—"

"When I stepped on the ground just now, I felt emptiness beneath, so I said there was a void here."

"It's choking to death."

Three Silhouettes waved their palms amid the dust, and in the haze a faint "yi" was heard.

"How can there be a light source inside?" the Security Guard's voice rang out.

"No, there is someone here!" Tang Youning warned.

When the dust cleared, a familiar face suddenly appeared before them.

Tang Youning's eyes widened slightly, "Is that you?"

Su Yang smiled, "There was clearly a door to enter, yet the three made themselves look so disheveled."

"How did you get in?" the Coachman asked immediately.

"I said there is a door," Su Yang pointed behind himself.

The three followed the direction, and upon seeing the staircase leading to the first floor, their faces darkened.

Tang Youning was about to speak when he noticed the Photo Frame in Su Yang's hand and snatched it violently!

"Take it!"

Su Yang's expression remained unchanged as he held on tightly, "Don't you, Brother Tang, understand the principle of first come, first served?"

"I now seriously suspect you're secretly destroying evidence here!" Tang Youning immediately placed a hat on his head.

As he said so, he increased his force, and the Photo Frame was suddenly torn apart.

"Clang!"

The photo inside fell out, followed by a Letter Paper.

Su Yang and Tang Youning's faces both changed, and they swiftly lunged for the ground.

The latter was even faster, snatching the Letter Paper.

Tang Youning waved proudly, "Thanks for the clue; I'll gladly accept this key item."

When he unfolded the Letter Paper, his face instantly turned as black as coal.

It was filled with crooked, tangled characters.

He not a single…

Can't understand!