The coachman told a story.

After the death of his parents, he was raised by his older brother.

Because he was born with a pair of skillful hands, his brother sent him to an apprenticeship of a craftsman, and he not only learned all the skills of the craftsman, but also was very interested in the mechanism, and invented several finished products on his own.

At first, these works made him valued by the craftsmen, and gradually, the craftsmen felt the crisis - the market is only so big, and one child can't let him steal his job.

So, the craftsman framed him for stealing, kicked him out of the workshop, and wasted two of his fingers!

The coachman felt that his life was ruined.

No one believed him, and he couldn't make elaborate mechanism parts anymore.

He went back to his hometown with his face covered, planning to secretly attend his brother's wedding and leave. However, his brother recognized him, helped him defend himself with his neighbors, and helped him open a small workshop.

It is conceivable that in the heart of the down-and-out brother, this is a great kindness.

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The little peacock was stunned when he heard this, and peeked at Lan Shuying from time to time.

"It's very touching." Lan Shuying asked lightly, "What happened later?" ”

After a moment of silence.

"My brother is dead." The coachman said angrily.

"He also died of illness...... Three months later, his sister-in-law gave birth to a boy. "That is, the posthumous child.

The coachman remembered his brother's cultivation and decided to repay his nephew. He gave the money he earned to his sister-in-law, took good care of his nephew to grow up, and couldn't wait to teach his nephew everything he knew.

But the nephew didn't like these crafts.

He wanted to go to the big city.

The coachman disagreed, the outside world was too dangerous for a naïve teenager.

The nephew ran away and never came home.

The coachman came all the way to find him.

Hearing that a child who resembled his description had appeared in the suburbs, the coachman found the vicinity of Madame Butterfly's estate. He couldn't find his nephew, and he ran out of money.

It just so happened that the manor was recruiting.

He originally just wanted to save some money to continue looking for someone, but he accidentally found that Madame Butterfly actually raised an ogre underground! After seeing the handyman singing next to the cauldron, the coachman was terrified and suspected that his nephew had been murdered here......

He searched silently, and finally found an old money bag in the utility room, which was a birthday present for his nephew......

Since then, he has had this thought:

Kill Madame Butterfly! Avenge!

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The old doctor silently wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes flickering.

He had always thought that the beautiful neighbor was a good man, but he did not expect the water in the manor to be so deep......

In fact, he has nothing to do with the murder here.

I shouldn't have come over today to help!

But since he is here and has seen the strange methods of the "housekeeper", it is not easy to get out...... The old doctor calculated that if he still wanted to get out alive, he could only cooperate with the investigation.

Not only must you cooperate, but you also have to transfer all the hatred of the housekeeper to the "murderer", so that he has no time to pay attention to others!

Only then can there be hope of survival!

Having made up his mind, the old doctor put on his gloves, grabbed the half of the poisonous celery, and reproached the coachman with certainty: "This is also your doing...... The cook said that she didn't plan to cook this dish, but someone came to tell her, and that person was you! ”

Lan Shuying raised her eyebrows slightly and added this to her notebook.

The tip of the pen pounded the edge of the notebook, and she asked slowly:

"Is that so?"

Coincidentally, this luck hit it successfully.

The coachman's eyes were glazed, and he replied honestly: "I transplanted it from the wild, and that day I met the person who delivered the vegetables, and I showed off to him, saying that the vegetables that no one in our garden took care of were better than those he sent." ”

"He wasn't convinced, he had to go and see it."

"That person, he talks a lot, he still has to go to the kitchen to deliver food, he will definitely tell this matter."

The cook frowned when she heard this, grabbed a broom and slapped it on the back of the coachman: "So you have calculated me from that time!" Bastard! Go to hell! ”

The washerwoman's eyes became excited, and she wished that they would eat dogs, and it was better that no one lived!

The coachman was so frightened by the rules that he knelt on the ground and confided the truth, and in the face of the cook's broom, he seemed to be out of sight, and did not know how to hide. However, after a few blows, he came to his senses, jumped up and slapped the cook.

- Sure enough, it's a dog-eat-dog scene.

Lan Shuying clapped her hands, and when the Illusion Master settled the two of them, she asked the cook, "You picked the poisonous celery?" You didn't recognize it? ”

"It's not me! I...... I was busy at the time, how could I have time to take care of any dishes, I asked the kid who delivered the vegetables to pick them, and I took them back and put them away, and I didn't look at them carefully. The cook muttered at the end:

"She didn't eat this dish either, it has nothing to do with me......"

The old doctor held the camera, rolled his eyes, and then climbed the coachman with the matter of the mechanism, ignoring the fact that he had inadvertently said that Madame Butterfly might have been out of breath before she was hoisted.

Lan Shuying warned him alone.

"Doctor, I suggest you don't play tricks."

Do you want to kill the coachman so he can leave the manor?

The idea is beautiful.

The old doctor froze, obediently brought the camera to her, and stopped talking.

"He set up the mechanism, but I was on the same page as the doctor - Madame was dead before she was captured by the agency. So we're going to continue investigating. Doctor, I would like to see a detailed autopsy report. ”

The old doctor nodded: "I will do my best." ”

The coachman knew that he had the highest hatred value and would die if he didn't tell the truth, but the butler didn't promise that he wouldn't die if he did...... So...

The coachman shouted, "I have a suspicion!" ”

"You say."

"It's the handyman, the ogre! He doesn't have contact with us, but he does have private contact with Madame, I know that there is a secret door in Madame's room, he must have entered through the secret door and killed Madame! ”

The more the driver spoke, the more agitated he became: "He threw the body into the bathroom and triggered the mechanism...... Only he can enter the room without going through the main entrance, and that's him! ”

The little peacock has a strange expression.

The Master of Illusions yawned.

Lan Shuying said calmly: "It's a pity that it's not him. ”

"The handyman can't open the secret door, so he can only take the road of the utility room. I went to talk to him during the day, and when I came back, I took the rope by the way, so it was impossible for him to leave the ground, and he didn't come up for a long time. ”

She concealed the handyman's death because there was no need to do much.

The coachman and the old doctor were a little disappointed.

At this time, the cook lady was the most relaxed, and the only evidence against her was ruled out. She squinted at the coachman, with a sense of superiority and a pleasure to be in the limelight:

"We can check all the things that Mrs. has touched, the doctor will go to the autopsy, let's recall how Mrs. spent today, what she used, what she ate, and restore them all!"

"Good idea."

Lan Shuying closed the notebook: "Then let's start from the master bedroom." ”

A few minutes later, the group returned to the third-floor hallway again.