Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 3 Cooperation Plan
After he left, Mary's expression relaxed a little. She squatted there with a piece of bread in her hand, looking at the door in a daze.

Louis shook his head and said nothing more. Good food and drink did not mean that this was home. They were all children who were kidnapped and trafficked!

The reason why Mary was targeted by the other party was that she didn't understand the situation when she first came in a few days ago, and she acted like a spoiled child, which made the other party angry. As a result, she was slapped directly in the face. If Louis hadn't helped to block it, her face might not have been swollen yet.

At that time, Emma, ​​who had a relatively better relationship with her, hid away very quickly.

At this time, Emma was eating blueberry soft bread and handed the fried chicken leg to Louis.

?

Louis didn't hesitate to take it and started eating. Hmm, the chicken leg sprinkled with spices and soaked in oil was so delicious.

At this moment, a small hand holding half a piece of white bread with blueberry jam reached out. It was Mary.

Louis continued to answer the call. In fact, Mary had been doing so for the past few days, probably as a way of thanking him.

"How have you all harvested these days? Let me go first."

Emma looked at the others and said.

"I've observed over the past few days that Madam Emilia loves dancing. Every day at noon she dances with Noel for a while before taking a nap, waking up around three in the afternoon."

"Noel spends almost every night in Lady Emilia's room, so his room is usually empty."

"Also, our exercise time has a lot to do with Madam Emilia's mood..."

"Mrs. Emilia's color matching of clothes... the dressing table is not allowed to be touched..."

Emma spoke out the information about time one by one in a clear and organized manner, which was not at all like the performance of a six-year-old child.

If adults saw this outside, they would definitely be surprised, but here, no one was shocked, some just listened quietly.

Mary, huddled, spoke up. "Mrs. Emilia's room is at the very back of the second floor. According to their span, it would take fifteen to seventeen seconds to run across the hallway, up the stairs, and then down again. There's bound to be some error depending on their situation at the time."

"Also, there's something wrong with the space in the main house of this manor. I've been to every room and checked, and the area is wrong. It's much smaller..."

Calculate the space area of ​​each room, and the distance to run in the corridor...

This observation ability, this calculation ability, this sense of space...

Louis felt a little sour in his mouth. If he had this ability, his math skills in his previous life wouldn't have been so bad.

At this moment.

Both of them turned their gaze towards Louis, the ally of the three of them.

But at this time, the indifferent girl spoke.

"There's nothing noticeably missing from the estate, and it's quite lonely, with no neighbors. But occasionally an old woman would come by with a fruit stand."

"Emilia and her son Nouel often sleep together, if you can understand that word."

The three of them were all looking at each other at this moment, and understood what the other party meant by what they said.

A moment later, just as Emma moved, Louis stood up and stretched out his hand, "Welcome to you, I'm Louis, six years old."

The girl nodded stiffly. It was obvious that she was not used to socializing with others. "My name is Hailey, I'm eight years old. Thank you."

"I'm Mary..."

"I'm Emma..."

After briefly introducing yourself to the other party.

"Okay, now let me tell you about my findings." Louis spoke, drawing attention.

"There's something wrong with that witch's ability. She can't use it often."

"I have some guesses about her and Nuel's intentions. They're likely trying to perform some evil witchcraft, with the goal being nothing more than restoring youth. Her aging speed and what she said today prove this."

“And we are the material.”

At this point, the three girls' faces all turned grim. No matter how talented they were, they were still children, still in their childhood. Their families had told them stories about old witches, and their impression of them was that they were terrifying and evil!

And now, it seems that they are about to become dried frogs in the hands of the old witches...

How can I not feel fear?

As for Louis's speculation, they had no intention of questioning it. The facts were there, and everyone was smart enough to see it.

Louis looked at the three of them.

Emma, ​​who is the best at disguising herself, is a little emotionally unstable at this moment, and she looks a little ferocious as she grits her teeth.

Although Mary, the somewhat arrogant little girl, had a pale face, she was obviously still calm, but she was mumbling something.

As for Hailey…her fists were clenched tightly.

Based on the performance of the three people, Louis had a deep understanding of their personalities.

"Okay, don't be scared."

"The ones she's killed these past few days, and the bodies we've secretly seen, are all nine-year-old children. There are very few under that age."

"So we still have time."

Facts have proved that as long as the terrible crisis is not imminent, humans can easily comfort themselves and regain their composure.

"What do we do next?" asked Mary.

Her eyes were on Louis.

When facing a real crisis, Mary still trusts Louis more.

Combining everyone's information...

Louis' eyes flickered, "Two ways."

"First, prepare things in advance and wait for the wind to blow and then climb over the wall to leave, or we can find a way to open the door and then climb over the wall to leave."

"Secondly, Mary, the room you just mentioned is not the right space. Perhaps this house has a basement, a darkroom, or something like that. We should observe it more often and then make a decision."

Say it.

Mary nodded directly. "No problem. Give me some time and I'll be able to find the missing part and determine its location quickly."

"Let's be prepared for both situations. Besides, what should we do to climb over the wall? We are all too short." Haley spoke, and went straight to the point.

"Build a human wall and a grappling hook. I know how to do that. If possible, I can collect some iron like spoons and..."

"Come on, let's practice first..."

"..."

The four of them began to discuss the escape plan enthusiastically.

The details of the plan were quickly refined.

However, among the four, Emma's eyes flickered slightly. In addition to those two methods, she actually thought of another way. Moreover, if the old witch dared to catch her, she would have to flatter the witch all day long. It was simply disgusting!
How can we just run away!

She and that Nuer must pay the price!

When night falls and the darkness encroaches, everyone lies down in their own position and falls into a deep sleep.

A tiptoeing figure quietly came to Louis' side, took the book that he had placed beside his head, flipped through it briefly, then quietly put it down and returned to his seat.

Moonlight filtered in through the boarded-up windows.

The light shone on Louis' face, who should have been sleeping soundly, and his two crystal-like eyes were bright and lively.

(End of this chapter)