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The maid lowered his outstretched hand.

Bend down gently to Fu Hehua.

"Sorry, please."

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Basement.

A coffin is placed in the center.

In the coffin lay Liu Feibai, who was dressed in black.

At that time, Gong Fusu approached the coffin, and the cold air emanating from his body was even more pressing.

Getting closer, Fu Hehua could clearly see a special mark on Liu Feibai's face that had been carved with a knife, which was hideous and terrifying.

A higher-ranking maid walked in and owed to Gong Fusu.

"Mr. Gong, Steward Liu...... He was killed yesterday morning in front of the door of the secret room. ”

The man's face was terrifyingly gloomy.

"What happened yesterday morning, only mentioned to me today?"

Although Gong Fusu's face was pale, his eyes were extremely lethal.

The maid looked flustered, his face was timid, and he pursed his lips unconsciously, not even daring to let out his breath.

"Palace...... Mr. Gong, at that time...... The entire villa in the central area of Ban Mingxuan fell into a coma, and we ...... We only woke up to find out that Steward Liu...... He...... He's ......"

In order not to let his tears fall, the maid covered his mouth with his hand in pain, his shoulders trembled, but his eyes were ervirate.

Fu Hehua, who was on the side, looked at him coldly, with a sneer on his lips.

During the narration, the eyeballs look down to the left, the five fingers are pressed upwards to the side of the body, the pupils are dilated, the eyes drift, and the lips are pursed twice.

There is definitely something wrong with this maid!

She and Gong Fusu glanced at each other in unison, and the chill in her eyes was even worse.

Obviously, Gong Fusu also knew that there was something wrong with this man.

Gong Fusu snorted coldly, those cold eyes of the yin owl, a bottomless chill.

"Call the chief of the guard who was on duty that night."

The chief of the guard is the patrol and the head of the villa.

"Yes, Mr. Gong."

The maid respectfully complied and left the basement.

"Lord Boss, this maid is definitely lying."

Fu Hehua reminded Gong Fusu.

"yes, I know."

Gong Fusu said, seeing the young man standing aside with his chest crossed, his face finally eased a little.

After the reminder, Fu Hehua stopped talking, because she knew that Gong Fusu should already have a countermeasure in her heart now.

All she has to do is protect Gong Fusu.

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A short time later, the maid walked in with a woman.

"Mr. Gong, this is the chief of the guard on duty that night-Ling Qi."

Gong Fusu and Fu Hehua turned around at the same time and looked at the man.

In the next second, a look of extreme surprise flashed on Fu Hehua's face.

Because......

The so-called chief of the guard turned out to be Ling Ziqi!

With waist-length blonde hair and big waves, long-legged black skirt fishnet patterns, flaming red lips and smoky makeup, and a touch of plump snow white on his chest, there is no doubt that Uncle Ling Ziqi is proper.

Ling Ziqi seemed to be surprised when she saw Fu Hehua, but she quickly covered it up with a sneer.

The maid next to her secretly gave her a look and signaled her not to talk nonsense.

Ling Ziqi didn't look at him, just smoothed the hair on his neck and shoulders, picked up one of the strands and played with it, and looked at Gong Fusu casually.

"What? Mr. Gong came to me, is there something wrong? ”

Even if he was only the chief of the guard, Ling Ziqi still had an extremely low tone.

Fu Hehua: "............"

My great ancestor Ling......

She secretly prayed for Ling Ziqi in her heart, hoping that she would not be so unfortunate to anger Gong Fusu.

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