1210 Butterfly Boy 25

Lan Shuying nodded and said affirmatively, "Madame didn't taste it tonight." โ€

One dish for dinner is roasted celery with butter.

Half of the materials were used, and there were leftovers in the kitchen.

She did look very similar to eating celery, but a closer look still showed that the edges of this leaf were thicker and more rounded.

She remembered that the coachman had mentioned to her that the wild parsley had grown on its own in the flower garden, and that the coachman had wanted to take care of it when he found it, but it had been quietly picked up.

The Illusion Master interjected at the right time: "This is originally one of the evidence, it is a distraction, as long as you have a normal conversation with those people, there will always be one of them who will tell you." โ€

Lan Shuying was helpless: "Are you the referee going down in person?" โ€

The Juggernaut grinned and brought out the noun: "My own people!" โ€

Okay.

Lan Shuying took out a notebook and recorded the current time, place, and the old doctor's findings on it.

She also shared what she saw: the mechanism in the bathroom, and showed them pictures from her camera.

A few of the people present were probably influenced by the Juggernaut, and naturally accepted the existence of this thing, and marveled at the structures on the picture.

The little peacock interjected: "I heard that he was responsible for the decoration of the bathroom, and before the accident of his wife, he also went in to repair the bathtub." He pointed to the coachman.

The coachman jumped up: "What do you mean, doubt me?!" Don't forget, he came in the middle of the night to remind me to fix it! He's been in Madame's room much longer than I am! โ€

The implication is that the little peacock did this and came to frame him again.

The little peacock was stunned for a moment, and retorted reasonably: "I'm in the lady's room, of course I'm staying with her, and I don't have time to touch the things inside!" And I'm not going to ......"

He is delicate and petite, and he doesn't look like a person who can work, let alone such a professional agency.

Everyone looked at the coachman to see what he would say.

Of course, the coachman refused to admit it, and quarreled with the little peacock one by one.

The Illusion Master complained gloomily: "It's really boring, they keep arguing like this, I don't know when it will end...... The evidence is in front of you, and you have to quibble, human beings are really stupid and superstitious people who believe in luck. โ€

"Ah...... I didn't say anything about you! Wait, I think you look like a rabbit, yes, then I must not have scolded you. โ€

"You said before that as long as I spread out the pen and paper, I can ask the truth about the suspect?" Lan Shuying asked it.

"It's not certain, it's just that the success rate is very high...... What I'm giving you is the highest success rate within the authority! Juggernaut shouted at a shrill voice.

"Thanks, then you're welcome."

Lan Shuying sat down unhurriedly.

The tip of the pen scurbled across the paper.

She wrote about the bathroom mechanism.

Then she looked at the driver and asked, "If you didn't set it up, why are your fingerprints in the bathroom?" โ€

"What?"

The coachman's expression was a little wooden, and suddenly, his body suddenly began to struggle, as if something invisible was restraining him, and his face turned red.

Suddenly, he didn't move, his eyes glared at her, and he asked fiercely, "Why can't there be?" Didn't I just go fix something? โ€

Lan Shuying nodded: "Yes, but you are just sticking to a bathtub, why are there fingerprints on the walls and ceilings?" Do you have ADHD, which occurs specifically while working? โ€

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"Poof!" The little peacock laughed unceremoniously, laughing so hard that tears came out.

The old doctor coughed: "If it's a fingerprint...... I also have the corresponding potion here, and sprinkling it can make the fingerprints more visible. โ€

It's a good thing to be sleepy and touch a pillow.

Lan Shuying smiled at him and said politely, "Thank you, doctor." โ€

The coachman's face was ugly.

Lan Shuying turned the pen a few times, silently disgusting in her heart that the master's skills were not very good, and of course the master refused to accept this evaluation, and did not let go.

Three seconds later, she raised her eyebrows, raised her hand, and the heavy pen suddenly turned into a light and sharp dart in her hand, and the tip of the pen brushed the coachman's face and plunged into the wooden cupboard.

Ink-stained blood flowed down his wounds.

With another hand, the pen flew back strangely, as if it had never been moved.

But the scars on the driver's face, and the black hole in the cupboard, prove that something strange has happened, and it is not a hallucination.

There is no thread between the pen and the person.

It seems that she just made a simple gesture of beckoning, and the pen is like life, very obedient.

Several people saw that their eyes were about to fall to the ground.

Including the little peacock who aspires to become a blood clan. He seemed to understand something, pointed to his brother and stumbled and said, "You, you are not human......"

Lan Shuying didn't answer him, and said to the coachman:

"You have two paths now, one is to tell the truth, and the other is to die. Hey, you don't have to worry about being lonely, you can wait here a little longer after you die...... Anyone else who doesn't want to tell the truth will go with you. โ€

She didn't look at the driver the whole time, just stared at the beautiful pen, and her smile was gentle and amiable.

A drop of blood fell from the crooked tip of the pen onto the paper, and with this warm and harmless smile, the sense of conflict was strong.

In the kitchen, which is not bright, the atmosphere becomes stagnant and dangerous.

"This pen would have worked very well......"

She said regretfully.

The juggernaut understood in seconds, and it cast another spell.

In front of everyone's eyes, the broken nib moved on its own.

The metal is as soft as plasticine, and it quickly returns to its original sharpness, and then it is fixed.

- Juggernaut told her before that spreading out the pen and paper had a deterrent effect, but unfortunately the success rate was not encountered here by the coachman, so they cooperated and changed a trick.

She was supposed to be a calm and polite housekeeper, but after the little peacock's stumbling rendering, in the hearts of everyone, she became a mysterious and dangerous non-human.

The coachman finally couldn't take it anymore.

He chose to live.

"Mechanism, I did ......"

He closed his eyes, sweat dripping from the tips of his eyelashes, gritted his teeth, and said, "From the time I was in charge of renovating that bathroom...... Every time I went in, as long as I could get out of her sight, I quietly hid a little. โ€

Madame Butterfly is a cautious person.

Anyone who enters her room is watched by her, and rarely when they are not in her sight.

So, it's bound to be a long and arduous process.

The coachman hid all the parts of the mechanism and quietly assembled them, but he didn't have a chance to arrange them.

Until today, he came across a good opportunity, Madame Butterfly went next door with the little peacock this time! Taking advantage of the fact that no one was there, he quickly pulled the brick surface open...... The trap is a bit crude, and it can only be used once, but that's enough.

Because Lan Shuying suddenly went in and asked to move the bathtub to find her "missing" ring, and then the two were scolded by Madame Butterfly who arrived. Before exiting the bathroom, the driver pressed the open button.

The next time, the person who steps on the black square at the door will definitely trigger the trap.

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After listening to the coachman's crime, Lan Shuying suddenly thought of a sentence:

"Hard-working people, the sky is not worth it, lying on the salary and tasting the gall, three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu."

He spent that long lurking around his target.

Usually, Madame Butterfly travels, and he wants to drive for her, busy before and after;

Madame Butterfly is at home, because there are few people, and most of the manual work is done by the coachman. When a cow is a horse, it is exhausting and tired......

So, Lan Shuying asked a question that everyone wanted to know-

"Why?"