[Mission 4: Talk to the people of the manor in turn (0/4), and no more than 10 sentences (0/4) with each person.] Bonus: A clue related to Madame Butterfly's secrets. 】

Four people.

Lan Shuying silently counted:

The cook in front of me is the first;

Then there is the coachman;

Then, the washerwoman;

The little peacock is a guest, not a subordinate, so the last one should be the handyman underground—she has to find time to go to the basement.

Lan Shuying walked straight to the cook.

The so-called dialogue is not only what she said to the cook, but also what the cook said to her. In order to avoid the chef being a compliment as soon as she opened her mouth and ruining the quota of those ten sentences, Lan Shuying spoke first:

"How are the ingredients for the dinner party prepared?"

The cook replied respectfully: "It's all here, it's just been sent in, you can check it yourself...... I look at it all fresh. As he spoke, he smiled flatteringly.

Lan Shuying nodded and looked at it seriously for a while.

Of course, she also checked with the ghost pupil, the ingredients are indeed fresh, the key is clean, and there is no messy poison.

But yes, since it has just come in from outside the manor, those who want to make a fuss about the food must not have had time to do it.

Lan Shuying said again: "Briefly introduce tonight's dishes." ”

It's another professional-related question, the cook crackled and reported, and wanted to continue to introduce, but was stopped by the butler opposite with a gesture.

The mood was climbing, but it was stopped when it was close to the peak, and the cook was slightly aggrieved, "...... I still have something to report to you, at about six o'clock this morning, Young Master An said that he wanted to entertain friends and asked to add a fried foie gras to the dinner. ”

Lan Shuying repeated: "His friend? ”

"Yes, it's Mrs. Monroe's son, and Master An was once a classmate of him......" explained the cook worriedly, as if she was afraid that the butler would be angry.

Lan Shuying understood after a little thought, the housekeeper and the little peacock were not in harmony, this is a well-known thing, the little peacock ran to her last night to show that he was favored, although it didn't stimulate her at all, but in the eyes of others, he must feel that the "war" between the two of them had escalated.

"If the guest likes it, then add it." Lan Shuying said lightly.

The cook breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I can prepare two servings, and Madame likes to eat them too!" If you don't have other instructions, I'll go to work in the kitchen right now, do you want to go with you? ”

Lan Shuying's eyes moved slightly.

Do you want to serve Madama Butterfly a pan-fried foie gras......

This is a good opportunity to poison.

She cleared her throat and tried to stop the cook from making more, but in the cook's puzzled eyes, she realized that the sentence didn't make a sound at all—sure enough, the killing tactics against the deceased could not be removed in advance.

"Go get busy, I'll check it out later."

After separating from the cook, Lan Shuying wrote down the route to the kitchen, and then went to find the coachman.

The background of this world is strange.

Before, she encountered a secret door that supported fingerprint unlocking, but that door had no internal technological structure, no lines and magic fluctuations, and she didn't see what the principle of that door was, but it just worked.

The same is true of this building, which is full of strange arrangements: brass statues of people playing their violins as soon as they get close, newspapers that go up the slide from downstairs to the door of the room, and a group of ...... Bats flying overhead.

Lan Shuying looked up at them.

Then one flew down onto her shoulder.

It seemed to be particularly interested in the swollen blood vessels of humans, hesitated for a moment, but flew away and never came down.

Lan Shuying knew the reason.

Because the bat was made of metal, and the person who cast it forgot to put fangs on it.

……

When she found the coachman, the man was lying on the grass, looking at ease. The sunlight was halfway blocked by the bucket hat, also blocking the view, until Lan Shuying gave him a light kick in the thigh.

"Ah, who's kicking me?!" The coachman bounced up exaggeratedly and put on a smile that seemed to be flattering and mocking, "It turned out to be Mr. Butler, don't you have to serve Mrs. to get up today...... Ah, look at my memory, Madame has to sleep enough to get up today. ”

Lan Shuying frowned, she didn't think this guy was weird, but he was too talkative, and directly ate one-fifth of the conversation quota.

"Tell me what you're doing today." She commanded.

The coachman's face stiffened slightly, and he grabbed his hat and said, "Hmm...... I'm going to feed the horse now, and when it's full, take it back, and then I'll wait for the lady to get up, and when she's out, I'll fix the bath. ”

Receiving Lan Shuying's puzzled eyes, the coachman gave a short but meaningful explanation:

"It's bad at night, Young Master An asked me to fix it as soon as possible."

“……”

Lan Shuying didn't expect that last night's battle would be so fierce that she could break the bathtub, "What about after repairing it?" ”

"After that? If it's early, I'll take care of the flower garden, and the north lot has not been cleaned up for a while, and a parsley has grown! The driver said.

But he quickly dismayed, "But the second time I went, it was gone." ”

Lan Shuying pondered, who in this manor would be interested in your parsley?

I'm afraid, it's only your pillow person.

Earlier, the cook mentioned that someone asked her to add foie gras, and the coachman mentioned a wild parsley......

She had a hunch that if the above two ingredients collided in this world, they would not necessarily be delicacies, but would likely have a wonderful chemical reaction.

……

She went to the water room again.

This time it didn't go as smoothly as the previous two.

The washerwoman was not there.

Several basins were laid out in the spacious workshop, some full of foam, some soaked in clothes, and some ready to dry.

She glanced at the bucket that had been washed but had not had time to dry.

Originally, it was a dark blue fabric, but when soaked in water, it looked almost black.

She had only seen the housekeeper's drab cloakroom this morning, so she recognized it at a glance, and in the bucket was the housekeeper's coat.

Lan Shuying's expression was unpredictable.

Suddenly she heard footsteps coming from the other side of the hallway, and she subconsciously hid in the darkness of the room.

The washerwoman returned, looking anxious, clutching a pair of trousers, apparently washed, but now stained with blades of grass and dust, and probably fell to the ground while drying.

The girl was so busy washing her pants that she didn't even notice that there was another person in the water room!

Soon, she wrung out her trousers, found an empty basin, and put the butler's suit together and brought it out.

Toffee exclaimed excitedly, "I see! She loved the hosts! ”

Lan Shuying: "...... You are mistaken. ”

"Isn't it? She washes your clothes in advance and hangs them separately, so attentive! ”

Lan Shuying condensed a hand in the sea of knowledge and made a gesture of touching the dog's head:

"She's just playing the character of the housekeeper. I don't even have a soul, so I don't like it. ”