Several figures ran to the third floor one after another and gathered at the door of Madame Butterfly's bedroom.

The cook's face turned pale with fright, and she pointed to the large open wooden door behind her and said, "Madam...... She's her, she's been hung up! ”

Lan Shuying noticed that the little peacock was obviously stunned, his lips opened slightly, and he didn't seem to expect such a thing to happen at all, and was looking at the people present one by one.

Is his acting good?

Lan Shuying thought to himself, it could also be his true colors, because he knew that something would happen to Madame Butterfly, but he didn't expect to be hanged.

So, is the character dead now?

The Illusion Master popped up again, not bothering Lan Shuying, it just watched quietly in the sky, holding the scroll of paper in the greedy handbook.

……

Everyone went in one after another.

The cook walked at the back, trembling, and reminded them to go to the bathroom.

Lan Shuying was the first to rush to Madame Butterfly's side.

When she entered the bathroom, she saw a red dress that fell naturally, covering the woman's feet from top to bottom.

The woman was hanging from under the ceiling with her hands up, her face was bruised, her chest did not appear to rise, and a pool of blood was facing the soles of her feet.

The blood was still mixed with water, and the red was diluted, and the edges were pink, and if it weren't for the pungent fishy smell, it might have been mistaken for paint.

Lan Shuying was faithful to the character, and she seemed to be shocked when she saw this scene, and stood stupidly in place without moving.

The people behind couldn't wait to rush in, and the little peacock squeezed her over, and let out a sigh: "My god ......"

Just pretend.

Lan Shuying complained secretly, stepped on the edge of the bathtub and jumped out diagonally, the cold light of his right hand flashed, and the thread hanging Madame Butterfly was cut off, and the person fell.

The little peacock subconsciously took a step back.

Lan Shuying grabbed Madame Butterfly's arm from behind, and the coachman caught her in the front, preventing her from falling directly to the ground.

"She's not breathing......" said the coachman, snorting tentatively.

The number one dog licking butler comrade was shocked, squatted next to the corpse, first performed a series of performances after the sudden loss of the goddess, and then said that he would definitely find out the cause of Madame Butterfly's death and avenge her!

She watched as several people reacted.

The washerwoman was the most nervous, the cook was a little demented, and the two of them were shaking with the curtain on their left and right.

The coachman, the oldest and most sedate here, was examining Madame Butterfly's body, but he didn't dare to rummage over it.

Finally, there are small peacocks that eat melons.

The young man frowned slightly, sad but not sad, giving people a feeling: this white-eyed wolf with no conscience may be thinking about where he should go to eat after the death of the master's family.

In fact, he was so happy that he crumpled his handkerchief.

The holy water in the veil was squeezed out, dripping all over the palms of his hands.

Lan Shuying said that she would find out the truth, that is, she robbed the detective's position.

"Master, no one came in just now." Milk Candy said.

"You see the process?"

"No, I was playing on the stairs, and I didn't see anyone coming in, but the cook went to deliver milk, and then she called you here."

Lan Shuying coughed: "What time did you find the abnormality, who can prove it?" ”

She asked the cook.

The cook looked back blankly: "I...... I don't know the exact time, but just now, I came to deliver milk to my wife, the door was not closed, the bathroom light was on but there was no sound, I was afraid that my wife would catch a cold when she slept in the bathtub, so I went in to wake her up...... Then I will call you up. ”

Everyone looked at the clock on the wall.

It's 22:20.

The driver added: "She was with me before she went to deliver the milk, she looked for me something to eat, and when she left the kitchen, it was 22:11, I'm sure." ”

Judging from this time, there was no delay on the way of the cook, and it was only a few minutes between the first scream she let out and everyone was called to gather here.

There is no time to kill.

And...... She is alone, and it is difficult to hang people on her own.

"We need a doctor." Lan Shuying said, "Madame's body needs to be examined. ”

What can be seen with the naked eye is that Madame Butterfly has red marks on her neck, and there are no signs of struggle.

She looked like she had been hung by a murderer after her death.

But there is a long, narrow scar on his back.

The cause of death was not easy to discern for a while.

Lan Shuying, Little Peacock, and the washerwoman all knew that there was that kind of fragrant potion in the fine needle, and although Madame Butterfly's chicken heart necklace had grammedicinal hay in it, if the potion was injected directly into the body, then she would still be hit.

Therefore, when she forced herself back to the room, I am afraid that she could no longer call for help.

It's like falling asleep, and you don't necessarily know what you've encountered until you die, so there are no hints left by the deceased himself.

If tonight's meal had been poisonous, she would have died peacefully in her bedroom.

Where's the poison?

It's not up to the detective to decide, because everyone knows that housekeepers don't understand pharmacology.

"I can go and please." Said the coachman.

There was a doctor living near the manor, who also treated the wound of a washerwoman who had broken the back of her head.

It didn't take long for the coachman to bring people in.

The old doctor examined it carefully, and said that he could not hear the actual sad scene: "I am sorry to learn this unfortunate news, I really did not expect this to happen, she is a good neighbor......"

"What about the cause of death?" Lan Shuying interrupted him.

The old doctor paused for two seconds and said uncomfortably, "It's respiratory failure." ”

In layman's terms, it is suffocation.

"Is there any suspicion?" Lan Shuying muttered in the tone of a housekeeper, "Madam won't hang herself up, she is in a good mood today, something good must have happened recently, she can't commit suicide, someone must have harmed her......"

"Is this a scar?" The old doctor pointed to the back of the deceased and said, "It's too shallow, the deepest part is in the shoulder, this kind of injury can't kill people......

He stood up and looked at the bathroom, looked around, and spread his hands: "It seems that the murder weapon has been taken." ”

Lan Shuying shook her head: "I've been on the second floor, I only heard the footsteps of the cook, and no one has entered this room after dinner." ”

She had checked the doors and windows in front of everyone, and they hadn't been opened tonight.

In addition, during the time when the coachman went to pick up the doctor, everyone confessed their activities tonight, and they all had alibi certificates during the period between the end of dinner and the discovery of the body.

The old doctor touched his nose: "I'll take a look." ”

He took out a stick of dark blue grass from the box, lit it and blew the powder onto Madame Butterfly, and after attracting everyone's attention, the old doctor did not explain, one was not enough, he took out another, the same way of operation.

The washerwoman whispered, "What is this doing?" ”

"I've seen it, it's to find out if I've been poisoned before I was born." The coachman immediately answered, as if to show his erudition in front of her, and squeezed his eyes at her.

The cook was instantly enraged, and she didn't care about being afraid, so she twisted the coachman's waist fiercely.

"Oh! What are you doing mad woman?! ”

The driver suddenly turned his face, which made everyone present a little unresponsive.

Two people who are usually intimate and affectionate, just because they were pinched, broke up?

The little peacock crossed his arms on his chest, in a relaxed and happy posture, and almost brought another bowl of snacks to watch the show on the side.

Especially in Lan Shuying's opinion, it is even more incomprehensible.

Just half an hour ago, the coachman came back, and he hugged the cook and kissed endlessly, so disgusted that he listened to the single dog in the corner upstairs.

Turning your face is faster than turning a book.

"Phew, scumbag!" Milk Candy spit out, "He just thinks the young one is good-looking, and he wants to break up with the cook!" He's shameless! ”

Lan Shuying had a headache, "Where did you learn this?" ”

"See for yourself! Do you still need to learn? "Toffee.

Lan Shuying: "......"

The old doctor tried a variety of powders on Madame Butterfly, most of them were useless, there was one powder that turned purple after use, and the lips also turned purple black, the old doctor took a deep breath, slowed down before taking out the last plant and lit it.

This time, a layer of white spots quickly appeared on the surface of the corpse's skin, shaped like a small butterfly, densely spread out on the purple and blue background, which was very terrifying.

"What is this?"

The old doctor said, "Well, poisoning, and anesthesia." ”

The anesthesia was explained by the little peacock, and the effect of the liquid in the water room can make the butterfly lady speechless.

As for poisoning......

"I'd like to check what Madame has eaten and touched tonight." The old doctor is very dedicated.

Lan Shuying looked at the cook, "Do you still have the leftover fried foie gras from Madame?" ”

Except for the bottle of red wine opened by the little peacock, Madame Butterfly had only touched the plate of fried foie gras downstairs.

"Yes, it's still in the kitchen!" After the cook finished speaking, her face suddenly turned white, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" Lan Shuying frowned.

The response was a resounding slap in the face.

The coachman was furious and pumped the cook against the wall: "Okay, you conscienceless slut, you poisoned your wife and brought me poisonous food to eat!" Vomit! ”

He rushed to the edge of the pool and pressed his fingers desperately against the base of his tongue to induce vomiting.

The smell of wine ran into the pool with food debris.

You can see that it is foie gras after chewing.

The coachman vomited for a while, his eyes were red, and he asked the old doctor for help, "No, I don't want to die, I can't see clearly... Dizziness..."

The old doctor didn't dare to be careless, and continued to induce vomiting until his stomach was deflated, and there seemed to be no serious symptoms, the old man asked him a few questions, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said with certainty: "You are fine." ”

The coachman didn't believe it.

So, the old man found half a leftover grass on the ground and blew the powder through.

Several pairs of eyes stared, and ten minutes passed, and the coachman's skin did not change color.

"Look, I said you weren't poisoned."

The old doctor waved his hand.

"But Madame......" The coachman pointed to the corpse, his expression a little confused, "I, I have eaten a lot of that plate of foie gras......

He suddenly became fierce: "You tell me clearly, where did you put the poison, and where else!" ”

Cook: "I didn't poison it, absolutely not!" ”

An old pair of lovers are going to quarrel again.

"Let's go to the kitchen." Lan Shuying said, "I suddenly remembered that Madame had drunk red wine tonight. ”

The little peacock's eyes widened suddenly.