Chapter 74.1: Before Dawn (13) (1)

Chapter 74.1: Before Dawn (13) (1)

By the time there were only two hours left before the clock hit 12 oclock in 1926, Tang Cuo still hadnt found the gift the butler brought back from the bank.

The three returned to the phone.

Qi Hui came up with a thought: After all, the reason why the butler took out the gift in advance was because Yu Wangnian instructed him to do so.

Jin Cheng leaned on the flower rack with his arms folded. Seeing Qi Hui getting closer to being useful, he said: Go on.

Qi Hui: Is Yu Wangnian already foreseeing the tragedy? They had lived together in this cage of a mansion for so long and their sanity was about to collapse soon. He might have noticed something, so he took out the gift to give to his daughter. Something like leaving it to her to take care of everything after they died.

This line of thought wasnt illogical.

Judging from how each ghost behaved, the lady was killed by her daughter and had been taking poison before her death, so she harboured the most resentment and became an angry ghost. But Yu Wangnian, who was supposed to be the most terrifying, was just a normal ghost like the others, which showed that he held only a bit of grievance when he died. Perhaps he really did expect the ending of Yu Mansion.

For Yu Wangnian, this might be a relief. He indirectly killed his younger brother, then his wife later died. All the love, guilt and regret disappeared following their deaths.

Saying all this, the gift was still missing.

Tang Cuo went to the young miss and the butlers rooms again, then headed to Yu Wangnians study. He almost peeled off the walls on all the rooms yet still found no clues.

Where did he miss?

Tang Cuo stood in the middle of Yu Wangyues room and went through some serious thinking. The door was open wide. From here, he could see the ladys room. But would the gift be there?

The ladys room could not be opened. The key was most likely in the last dimension that they hadnt yet visited. Did they have to go there to get the key and come back here?

In the year 1936, the young miss took away Yu Wangnians diary most likely because of the information about the gift recorded in it. She didnt know that the gift had been taken out in advance.

It could be seen that the gift hadnt yet been given to her.

If it was the butler who went to fetch it from the bank, most likely he still kept it with him later. Where would he put such an important thing?

Tang Cuo once again glanced at the ladys room. A bright light flashed through his mind and he rushed to the kitchen.

Qi Hui was standing on the corridor connecting the living room and the kitchen. Seeing Tang Cuo almost sliding down the stair railing, he hurriedly stepped away, then he closely chased behind the big boss: Tang ge, whats the matter?

Tang Cuo said concisely: The password box.

The password box that was used to hold the medicine.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

In 1924, Tang Cuo found a metal box with a password lock in the kitchen, which contained the lady medicine. He threw it aside after opening it, because there was really nothing else to notice about a box of medicine.

He subconsciously paid no mind to it later.

But in 1926, the contents of this box might have changed

Very quickly, Tang Cuo found the box in its original location and tried the password that he previously used, but it couldnt be opened anymore.

Qi Hui became excited: The password has changed, that means the contents must have changed too.

Tang Cuo didnt respond and focused on cracking the password. He first tried using the young miss date of birth but couldnt open it, then he tried the date that the gift was retrieved from the bank, but it still didnt work.

Out of nowhere, Jin Cheng popped up. He leaned against the door and said: Since its a gift to celebrate her 18th birthday, maybe Yu Wangnian wants his daughter to open it exactly on the day she turns 18. You should try that date.

This line of thought really was marvellous.

The young misss date of birth was 6th February 1918. The date she reached 18 would be 6th February 1936. Tang Cuo entered 360206 with the mentality of just giving it a try, but he unexpectedly succeeded.

Qi Hui was dumbfounded.

Tang Cuo turned his head: You come take a look.

What does he mean?

Qi Hui didnt understand for a moment, or refused to understand, but Tang Cuo had already shifted his position so he could only bite the bullet and look at it with his heart drumming in his chest.

Meng, Meng Ping. Qi Hui finally recognised the other person when he saw the mole at the corner of the mans eye. He shouted the name in disbelief, feeling himself going crazy: Whats wrong with you? Meng Ping, you answer me!

Tang Cuo and Jin Cheng didnt speak and waited quietly for Qi Hui to finish venting and to accept the fact that Meng Ping was actually dead.

Why did he die here quietly? Qi Hui grabbed his hair. Although his emotions had gradually stabilised, he still felt like he could collapse any moment now.

There are six players in the dungeon. You, me, Tang Cuo, Zhou Dahai and Rong Yi only made five people. Of course theres a sixth. He wasnt in any dimension we went to before, so he can only be here. But from the beginning till the end, he never responded to our calls. Jin Cheng said.

Tang Cuo continued: If he never responds, it means either hes a powerful player like Rong Yi or hes trapped somewhere. Ten hours have passed since we entered the dungeon. It must have been dawn, so he certainly has met his death.

Hearing this, Qi Hui understood at once. He just couldnt get to grips with it for a while. It would be easier to accept if Meng Ping unfortunately died during a boss fight, but what actually happened was that he was trapped till death.

How desperate and hopeless must he have felt in his last moments? The phone rang so many times but he couldnt call for help even once. Qi Hui didnt have the heart to think of such a scene.

There should be corpses inside. Tang Cuo dropped another bomb.

Why do you think so? Jin Cheng asked.

Every dimension begins with death. It should be an NPC who dies, not a player. Meng Ping just happens to die here. At this time of 1916, it should be roughly around the wedding. If dead people appear on such a joyous day and you are the owner, what will you do?

Temporarily hide their corpses.

Tang Cuo nodded.

If the corpses were to be hidden, the most suitable place in this mansion would be either the attic or the basement. Any normal guest would definitely not go to these two places.

Since Zhou Dahai said that there were traces of writing on the walls of the basement, there must be some story hidden there. This was the reason why Tang Cuo was inclined to think that the corpses were in the basement.

The two immediately headed to the attic to confirm. The attic in 1916 wasnt locked, and as they pushed the door in, welcoming them were various miscellaneous items. There was also no butlers keychain in this dimension, however, a different schedule was written on the blackboard.

[6 AM: Preparation work

7 AM: Breakfast

9 AM: Send the second master away

12 PM: Lunch

1 PM: Afternoon tea

6 PM: Dinner

9 PM: Clean up miscellaneous items]

It seemed like a normal schedule, but the last line had Tang Cuo particularly concerned. For a large family like this, what miscellaneous items had to be cleaned up at 9 oclock in the evening? It was also illogical for the butler to start cleaning up only at such a late timing.

What time is it now? He asked Jin Cheng.

9:28 PM. This cleaning up miscellaneous items is likely about cleaning up the dead bodies. If someone dies, the corpse cant be left there forever. Jin Cheng said.

This implied that the body Tang Cuo was looking for might no longer be there.