CHAPTER 63: CHAPTER 63: GREAT OMEN OF MISFORTUNE

As someone who’s read many detective novels and watched a lot of crime dramas, the half-baked reasoning master Yuan Bao believes that everything leaves a trace so long as it exists.

Since Sheng Xueyi lives here, she definitely has to cook daily. The kitchen is the place for cooking, and grains and flour wouldn’t be stored too far from the kitchen, or they might simply be stored right in it.

The Sheng Family’s villa has a large kitchen, with eight stoves arranged in two rows.

Yuan Bao found a fire poker to check the bottom of each stove.

Out of the eight stoves, only two had accumulated ashes at the bottom.

This means that during the time Sheng Xueyi lived here, only these two stoves were used.

Both stoves are large ones.

"Doesn’t make sense!"

As Miss Sheng, Sheng Xueyi dresses luxuriously, her complexion is rosy, and her skin is delicate and fair, indicating that she hasn’t suffered any hardship since arriving at the villa.

But with just these two stoves for cooking, what kind of delicious food could be made?

And the pastries she brought, if they weren’t made here at the villa, then they must have been brought from the city.

However, Yuan Bao had tasted pastries from the various shops in Sanchuan City, and they clearly weren’t like hers.

Furthermore, the condition of the villa doesn’t support making pastries!

"There’s something fishy!"

"Absolutely something fishy!"

Yuan Bao then directed her little uncle to check the number of bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen.

She wanted to calculate how many people were actually at the villa.

Four sets of bowls and chopsticks!

Although the cupboard was filled with many bowls and chopsticks, only four sets had been recently used.

Four people!

Alright, this setup is more like that of a fallen official’s daughter sent to the villa.

One personal maid would have a set of dishes, and the other two sets should belong to loyal servants who came to look after her.

So, the question arises!

Four people eating would require quite a bit of food.

Even if war broke out and Sheng Xueyi and her entourage had to evacuate, they couldn’t possibly have taken all the provisions with them. Yet as it stands, there is no food left here.

In other words, they truly did take all the food!

"Damn, could it be that Miss Sheng Xueyi really took on the female protagonist’s role?!"

"Or is it that this lady and I are from the same place?"

Yuan Bao’s mood instantly dropped.

If, well, assuming the other party is the protagonist and also a fellow compatriot, she might even have a cheat ability.

According to numerous female-centric novels she had read, the transmigrated protagonist often comes with a personal space ability.

Space!

Alright, it’s clear!

There’s a ninety percent chance that Sheng Xueyi has a space ability, allowing her to take away all the provisions from here.

"Little Uncle, let’s go!"

Feeling like she’s figured out the truth, Yuan Bao now has a single thought: stay far away from Sheng Xueyi.

A female protagonist with a space ability clearly has the protagonist aura, while someone like Little Douding, even though they share the same background, should follow the law of the dark jungle and protect herself!

Forget all that about being excited when fellow townsfolk meet in this alien spacetime.

Given her current situation, in Sheng Xueyi’s eyes, she might as well be the protagonist as well!

From a family of boys, the only girl, and fairly lucky at that.

What is this?

This is the typical trope of the lucky star surrounded by a lot of love in female-centered stories!

How ominous!

Yuan Bao inexplicably felt a chill down her spine.

If Sheng Xueyi really saw her as the protagonist, would she target her? Someone like Little Douding, if targeted, would definitely find herself in a dire situation.