"Juggernaut? Are you there? ”

"I'm here!"

An immediate response came from the void.

Lan Shuying blinked in surprise: "Oh, I feel like someone is watching me...... It's really you. ”

She can feel it when she is being watched by greed.

Relatively speaking, that kind of observation is very quiet and a one-way relationship. Maybe Greed was sitting in front of the TV, mouthful of popcorn, pointing at her and laughing, but she didn't know it.

It's just too obvious, like you have a fan brother hanging behind you, with huge eyes, staring at you straight and expectantly, and hoping that you will look back at him...... I'm embarrassed to pretend I don't know.

The attitude of the Illusion Lord this time was extremely friendly, even humble, "That, ahem...... You, is there anything you need to know? ”

The honorifics are all out......

And what's going on with this customer service-like tone?

Lan Shuying suppressed the corners of her mouth that were curled hard: "I want to ask... Is Lord Greed still around? ”

"No, it's not there, the adults said he was sleepy, don't look at it!"

Lan Shuying instantly chuckled in her heart.

Greed doesn't care about the things in the crystal illusion anymore?

Failed to attract?

Wrong......

Greed must have confessed something, that's why the attitude of the Illusion Master suddenly became so good.

She asked tentatively, "Lord, can I know the details of the current score?" ”

"Of course you can~"

The Lord of Illusions replied in that honey-sweet tone.

"Actually, don't worry too much, those two idiots are still struggling in the script of low difficulty, and the score is very low, half worse than you. But it's a little faster over there, Madame Butterfly is dead! ”

"That's ......"

When Lan Shuying heard that the score was poor, she was very determined.

She subconsciously glanced at the stairs.

The washerwoman went up to deliver the clothes, and the two have not come out until now.

"By the way, my mission hasn't changed, has it? Or wait for Madame Butterfly to die, and then seek revenge on the murderer? ”

The Illusion Master hesitated: "...... It's okay if you don't do it, just play freely. "It's okay to say that, it's easy to understand, right? Anyway, it was according to the master's will, well!

The juggernaut's transparent body hovered over the hall, and it was really happy.

Greed praised it a few words before going to bed, meaning that it had found such a good seedling! Well~~ This participant is really good, and he actually caught the attention of the owner. In the future, everyone may be colleagues, so we have to get along well!

"You ......"

Lan Shuyingxin said, did you take the wrong medicine?

This guy wished he wanted to kill her before, otherwise how did her difficult script come about? It's suddenly easier to talk now.

Her guess was that greed might have approved of her performance...... This closeness, friendliness, and even flattery of the Juggernaut is based on one fact: his own people!

"It's good......" she smiled, "Lord, then I'll ask you again, that blood clan, oh, my ancestor, has he come out?" ”

He hesitated again, "Probably......... Come on. ”

"Isn't this inconvenient to say, so let me change the question...... When can I get out? ”

"Uh......"

The Master of Illusion suddenly regretted making her script like this.

It's hard to answer.

Isn't it fun to have fun investigating cases, if it's really troublesome, kill the suspect once and the case will be closed... Now...... "I'll look it up." ”

After two minutes, it said, "According to the settings of the greedy master, there are three options after opening the Bloodline plotline, kill him, let him continue to sleep, or fulfill his wish......"

Lan Shuying asked curiously, "What wish?" ”

"Ahem, he wants to be a man."

“……”

The conversation was paused as a red dress floated down the staircase.

The washerwoman followed Madame Butterfly, holding the hem of her skirt.

This is an open-back outfit with decorative red gauze on both shoulders, which is gorgeous and enchanting.

Behind Madame Butterfly is a bronze statue that faintly shines on a large part of her back.

But starting from her lower back, the fabric hung in a straight line, and the other end was tightly clamped in the washerwoman's hand.

Lan Shuying understood at a glance that the female worker kept pulling, and a few thin needles on the red dress did not pierce Madame Butterfly's skin.

She soon discovers a pure gold chicken heart necklace on Madame Butterfly.

Ghost Hitomi saw through the inside of the necklace, and sure enough, there were two sticks of hay.

The little peacock peeked at his brother's cold side face, and the cold sweat spread on his forehead layer by layer...... did "he" find it?

Lan Shuying didn't look back at him, and walked to welcome the hostess into the dining table.

"It's a shame that I heard that a big meal was prepared in the kitchen, but our guests were absent for something." Madame Butterfly said, shaking her fan after sitting down.

At this moment, the washerwoman was still standing behind her, like a goose, her fingers nervously clasped together, as if unconsciously hooking Madame's belt.

Lan Shuying, as a housekeeper with a calm personality, did not complain to his wife on this occasion, so the little peacock wiped his sweat with a certain handkerchief and said, "That's because they were unlucky and couldn't taste the delicacies you carefully prepared." ”

"Good boy." Madame Butterfly giggled and reached for a plate of pudding, "This is what you like to eat, you don't have to wait until after dinner." ”

Because the guests don't show up, it's no longer a dinner party, everything is a lot more casual.

The dishes are selected according to Madame Butterfly's preferences and are all in the dining car next to it.

The first plate of pudding is a reward for the little peacock and also means the start of the dinner party.

Madame Butterfly is in a particularly good mood tonight.

She generously said that everyone would sit down and eat together tonight!

She asked Lan Shuying and Little Peacock to sit on either side of her.

The cook was flattered, quickly divided the meal and chose a seat, and glanced back at the entrance of the hall from time to time.

After sitting down, several pairs of eyes looked at the stake-like washerwoman.

The girl's face turned red little by little.

"There's a lot of space here." Lan Shuying calmly patted the other side of herself, a hint of a smile on her lips, which was even softer in the light.

"Uh, I ......"

The laundry lady has had a crush on the housekeeper for a long time, and when she looked at her like this, her brain went blank, and she subconsciously went.

As soon as she left, Madame Butterfly suddenly screamed, and the cutlery fell out of her hand and smashed loudly.

Several people looked at her one after another, their eyes full of surprise.

Because Mrs. usually cares about manners, she has never done such a rude thing.

Madame Butterfly pressed her eyebrows: "I'm fine, continue." ”

Lan Shuying showed worry, but restrained this instinctive concern, after all, she had just learned that she and Madame Butterfly were enemies.

After Madame Butterfly made it clear that she was fine, she swept over the few people present with suspicious eyes:

Except for the washerwoman, who looked at the plate in front of her in disengagement, the others were either looking at each other or at Madame Butterfly carefully.

At this moment, those special needles had pierced into Madame Butterfly's waist, making her immediately sleepy, too lazy to speak, even the aroma of the food around her could not attract her, she just wanted to go back to sleep.

There was a little chagrin in the woman's eyes.

She took the initiative to invite a few people to stay with her, and dinner had already begun, and it was against her upbringing to leave the table because of sleepiness......

Bear with me.

Lan Shuying got up, intending to pour her a glass of red wine.

was coldly squeezed away by the little peacock.

The little peacock stood still, glared at her defiantly, and then grabbed another wine bottle: "This is what she likes to drink lately!" ”

Madame Butterfly propped her head and watched the dispute between the old and the new.

But she didn't want to speak, just nodded slightly.

Lan Shuying and the little peacock stood face to face, and saw that the other party squeezed his eyes in a little panic, his eyes shook from side to side like a fool, and seemed to tell her: Don't pour that bottle!

Oh...... Got it.

Lan Shuying snorted coldly, put down the first wine bottle, and sat back.

The little peacock breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly poured some of the second bottle into Madame Butterfly's glass.

Madame Butterfly actually didn't see what the two bottles were flavored at all, she casually raised them up and took a sip, her nose just smelled the wine, she felt even more dizzy, slightly twisted her eyebrows, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth.

Before the good food was eaten in her mouth, she encountered a round of competition for favor in public, and the cook obediently lowered her head and pretended to be deaf and blind.

The washerwoman was not convinced, she was very dissatisfied with the housekeeper, and the little hand pressed on the tablecloth was already clenched into a fist, and the tablecloth bloomed a flower under the fist.

Complex love triangles.

Lan Shuying learned from the cook, silently, and ate silently.

On the other side of the long table, Madame Butterfly chose her favorite dish.

Pan-fried foie gras ......

There was only a slight chewing sound at the table for a while.

Madame Butterfly cut a few pieces and ate them, nothing happened on the spot, only a layer of tiredness on her face, after which she quickly went upstairs.

"It doesn't seem right today." Lan Shuying threw out a sentence.

As the number one licking dog in the manor, the goddess's anomaly should of course be the first to be discovered by the housekeeper.

The little peacock then spoke, and in order to hide their true relationship in front of the masses who did not know the truth, he spoke with a lot of gunpowder: "Of course, if I eat next to you in the same place, I won't be able to eat it." ”

The implication is that there is only one explanation why Madame Butterfly has no appetite:

She had grown disgusted with the butler and was going to a new life without him.

Lan Shuying swept over coldly: "If you can only say something fictional and worthless, you might as well not speak." ”

"What's the matter, I caught the truth, you can't stand it?" The little peacock cuts a piece of steak and the sauce leaves a little mark on the corner of his mouth.

He ate with relish, and took the time to glance at him proudly: "I thought that older people would have more self-cultivation, it seems that this principle must be invalid in front of you." ”

Lan Shuying chose not to bother with him anymore.

quarrel, two or three sentences are enough.

"I'm done."

She left the table and returned to her room under the watchful eyes of several people, deciding that she would never go out tonight.

When she stayed on the small balcony of her bedroom, she could clearly hear what was going on underneath, and then the cook was in the posture of a passer-by.

She said a few words to the little peacock, which roughly meant:

After all, the housekeeper is still a housekeeper, and the lady trusts the housekeeper's ability to do things very much, and will not be dismissed. He praised the advantages of the little peacock again, saying that he had a bright future, and there was no need to argue with the housekeeper at this time.

The little peacock ignored her, the reason should be disdain.

How can a cook know how close he is with his brother, if it weren't for the presence of these two obstructive guys, he wouldn't have quarreled with his brother.

Besides, he heard his brother say that he would resign tomorrow, hum...... Sooner or later, this place will come back to their brothers.

Just wait.

……

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Lan Shuying heard that the coachman had returned.

The cook went up and complained, "Why did you come back, where did you go?" ”

"I didn't go anywhere, the roof of my old house was broken, and the neighbor came to tell me, so I went back and took a look."

"Ah, is it serious?"

"I originally wanted to fix it today, but I still lack a few tools, I plan to ask my wife tomorrow to make an IOU, borrow it from the manor, and return it after repairing. By the way, is there anything to eat? ”

The coachman took the initiative to hug the cook.

Maybe it was because of the light, there was a shadow on his face, and there was a cold in his eyes.

"Yes, you can come with me to the kitchen later. If only you had come back sooner......," the cook smacked her lips, "Madame invited us to dinner today, and she didn't eat much of her own, and I guess it was because the little slut chose the wrong clothes." ”

"Huh? Who are you talking about? The coachman asked blankly.

"Who else?" The cook twisted around his waist and said viciously, "It's the one in the water room!" She did a good thing, and even sent her wife a set of clothes that she had just washed today, but she didn't know if she had done it. ”

The coachman suddenly said: "Then was she punished by her wife?" ”

"That's not true, you don't see the clothes, I think it's too tight, always strangled the stomach, what other appetite can there be? It's her fault anyway. ”

The cook tried her best to discredit her imaginary rival, wishing that the washerwoman would be kicked out of the manor tomorrow.

"By the way...... "Madame has eaten little to-night, and may be hungry, and I am going to bring her a cup of hot milk later, and if she asks for food, I will go back to you." ”

"What are you looking for me?" The coachman scratched his head.

"Of course, I want you to serve it, and you can mention it to her in person. Madame has been sleeping late late, do you want to borrow it again tomorrow? Then I'm afraid you'll have to wait until the afternoon. ”

"That's right, you're so smart."

The sound of two people kissing came from the hall.

Lan Shuying was lying on her back in the balcony circle chair, her fingers crossed in her hair, her eyes slightly closed, and her mind was extremely clear.

Ten minutes later, someone walked up the stairs, and the smell of hot milk was faint in the air.

The cook was already knocking on the door, but no one answered.

Lan Shuying walked behind the door of her bedroom and pressed her ear to the wall, catching every movement.

She heard the door push, and Madame Butterfly probably hadn't locked the door.

Then, the cup and plate fall to the ground.

"Ah!!h

The cook's screams were full of terror, and the footsteps were chaotic.

Soon, a second shout came from the staircase: "Come on, Madame, something has happened!" ”

This is the end of the scene of the deceased.