Ye Junchen glanced at everyone, reached out and touched the top of Eleven's head, the touch of soft hair made the corners of his mouth gradually raise a faint smile.

"Is that okay?"

Eleven raised a bright smile, and Yu Guang saw Nan Jing and Lin Tao coming over, stretching out their little hands and patting their chests.

"I'm not going to let you down."

In Ye Junchen's smiling gaze, Eleven turned around and walked towards the people of the Feng Mansion.

The words of the two just now clearly fell on everyone's ears, and it seemed that this girl came to inquire about the case.

For some reason, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"When did you know that Feng Qi died?"

Shouldn't such an interview be a separate question? Why is this woman asking in front of so many people, and she is not afraid that someone will follow other people's words and talk nonsense?

Eleven stood still, pointing to the man on the far left, "Let's start with you." ”

One by one, the people of the Feng Mansion said the answers they knew.

Soon it was the turn of Wang Yuefeng, the wife of the Feng family.

"Like them, I only found out this morning." Wang Yuefeng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said in a choked voice, "Xianggong has always been punctual, even if he sleeps late, he will dine with me in the morning, and he has not been seen this morning, so he asked Steward Fang to find it, who ...... Who knows that he will ...... Woowoo woo ......"

When Steward Fang heard this, he hurriedly clasped his fists with both hands, and his voice was nervous: "Madame is telling the truth, I thought that the master rested at Aunt Li's place last night, so I hurriedly went to look for it, Aunt Li's personal maid Xiaolan told the little one that the master did not go last night, and then went to the study, and saw the master, and saw that the master was dead." ”

"What about you?" Eleven set his eyes on the beautiful woman in a pink dress.

"I occasionally felt cold last night, and I was a little dizzy in the morning, so I slept in the house for a while." Li Bingjie raised her red eyes, looking pale and pitiful, "If Xiaolan hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known ...... official."

"My aunt is telling the truth, I have always been by her side." Xiaolan, the maid standing beside Li Bingjie, said eagerly, "I only found out from what they said." ”

Xiaolan was the last person, so naturally no one answered.

At this time, Nanjing and Lin Tao had already stood aside and watched for a while.

Lin Tao crossed his waist with one hand, held the handle of the saber with the other, and his face was cold.

The people of the Feng Mansion did not dare to make a mistake.

Only Eleven could see the disdain in his eyes.

"The murderer is between you, who do you think it is?"

Eleven's question made everyone stunned, especially the people in the Feng Mansion.

Why doesn't this woman play her cards according to the rules?

The subordinates did not dare to offend their masters, and they closed their mouths and were reluctant to speak.

Wang Yuefeng and Li Bingjie glanced at each other, their eyes were full of disgust and hatred, even if the two didn't get along so well, they wouldn't make trouble at this juncture.

There are only two women in the Feng family's compound, biting back and forth, and in the end, they just put themselves in it.

Lin Tao couldn't help but complain.

"Such a ghost question, even if you have the answer in your heart, no one dares to ask."

Seeing that no one answered, Eleven asked again, "It's okay if you don't answer." ”

"I already know who killed Feng Qi, so stand up for yourself."

"Lord Ye said that if he confesses his guilt voluntarily, he can be exempted from the death penalty, and if he is identified by me, there will be no way out."

Ye Junchen watched Eleven walk around slowly in front of these people in Feng Mansion with his little hands behind his back.

Speaking casually, his eyes were like little foxes observing everyone's subtle expressions.