He obviously didn't notice what I was thinking at the moment, but began to introduce himself in a low voice: "Hello, my name is Fei Yiping, I am a scholar who studies ancient architecture, and I like to study medieval European architecture the most. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Hello, my name is Mu Zihan, and this is my assistant Qin Siyuan." Mu Zihan directly crossed over to greet him and didn't give me a chance to speak. Perhaps he has discovered that if I am asked to speak at this moment, it will most likely not be a good thing. Because what I'm thinking about now is actually this, why didn't Fei Yiping remove the word "one" in the middle of his name and call it "waste" directly? It is estimated that the waste products are cleaner than his.

"Oh oh, hello! Actually, I heard that the monastery of Santa Maria del Gocchi in Milan was stolen not long ago, and a wall was lost. After Fei Yiping nodded and greeted, he deliberately lowered his voice and said mysteriously.

"What? Could it be? I saw a trace of shock flash in Mu Zihan's eyes, and then deliberately whispered: "Why didn't I see such news?" ”

"That's right, the wall with The Last Supper painted on it, which was torn down and stolen. But how can such a thing be in the news? Do you think that if this thing were in the news, it would have caused a lot of turmoil in the entire art world! Fei Yiping whispered again.

"Oh, and how do you know?" I asked skeptically. Actually, I'm not very interested in these works of art, although I know that they are precious, but, for me, that's it.

"Believe it or not." Obviously, my skeptical tone made Fei Yiping not very happy, as if to prove that what he said was true, he added: "I can tell you that even Interpol has now set up a special team to investigate this case." Moreover, from the video taken by the camera at the scene, although the gang of thieves were covered with their heads, they could not see their faces. What is certain, however, is that one of the thieves was Asian, and most likely Chinese. Fei Yiping seems to really know about this matter, and what he said is the truth.

"There are more Asians, why do you say that they must be Chinese?" Wang Xinyan, who obviously also heard the content of our conversation, did not like Fei Yiping's news that there were Chinese among the thieves, and suddenly interjected angrily.

"I also don't like to hear that there are Chinese in this gang of thieves who steal the world's treasures, but it turns out that this is very likely to be true." Because the logo on the inside of the bandit's jacket has a corner exposed, Interpol can see through the screenshot that the logo is in Chinese, and there is also the word madeinchina. Fei Yiping replied helplessly.

"It could also be a Chinese export of clothing, which happened to be bought by that thief." I was also a little unconvinced: "Besides, how do you know so much about this?" ”

"Of course, that is also possible, so it can only be said that it is very likely to be Chinese, but not necessarily." Fei Yiping smiled awkwardly, and then said: "As for why I know so much, in fact, I have a friend who is Interpol, and he is now a member of the team in charge of this case." ”

"Oh? So you mean there are members of the theft gang in this gang? Just when I was about to ask, Mu Zihan preemptively said.

"It can only be said that it is very likely. That Han Tao and Zhu Quan don't need me to say, in fact, the foreign girl Millie who spoke just now is not a good thing. and the little old man who looked like Sven sitting next to her, his name was Luo Zhigang, and he was a famous art businessman. It is said that there is a lot of smuggling of works of art in the secret. And that ......" Fei Yiping seemed to be very familiar with the guests who were invited, and actually pointed them out one by one to tell us, although I don't know how much water was in his words, but, at least we are sure that this group of people is really not a good bird.

"It seems that you are not a scholar who purely studies the ancient architecture of the European Middle Ages." After hearing this, Mu Zihan said, "Moreover, why do you want to tell us about this again? Aren't you afraid that we are not good people either? Besides, since you know them so well, do you know which one is the owner of this manor on the other side? ”

"Hehehe, Detective Mu really likes to laugh. If I had known which owner of the manor was, wouldn't I have gone to claim that mysterious gift earlier? Fei Yiping listened to Mu Zihan's words, smiled awkwardly, and then replied lightly. And it seems that he even knows the identities of the three of us.

"Yes, that's right, but it's also possible that you're the owner of the manor." Mu Zihan also pretended to smile mysteriously, and after speaking, he stopped talking and ate by himself.

As for Fei Yiping, he smiled even more awkwardly, and he was embarrassed to speak again, or he might not know how to speak.

Dinner was very rich, but it was also over quickly, and by about half past nine in the evening, we were all back to our rooms. During the period, it may be because of fear, or it may be with ulterior motives, Wang Xinyan seems to want to change rooms with me, and send me to her room for one person, and she is good to have a room with Mu Zihan. And when I was about to agree, I was stopped by Mu Zihan, and deliberately provoked Xiao Chili's temper, and then I watched the little aunt go back to the room to sleep alone, I have to say that this girl is really simple, Mu Zihan's trick to drive people away, I am already a little tired of seeing her, and I am still unhappy with her.

"Zihan, are you so relieved to let this little aunt and grandmother have one room? Although you say that ghosts cannot harm humans, in this strange castle, the human heart may be more terrible than ghosts. I glanced at the direction in which Wang Xinyan left and said.

So, she wanted one room for each person. The less she knew, the safer she was. In the same room with me, she was more dangerous. Mu Zihan replied helplessly.

"Oh, that's what you think." It dawned on me that I said, "However, it seems that this incident has nothing to do with the 'Butterfly Mark', and it shouldn't be too dangerous." ”

"Not necessarily." As he spoke, Mu Zihan took out a piece of paper that was folded into squares from his pocket, opened it and handed it to me and said, "I don't know when, I have this thing in my pocket." ”

When I took it, the hairs stood on my body, for there were a few short poems written on the small piece of paper, each of which was filled with a creepy horror:

A grand celebration that takes place in the moonlight at midnight.

The crappy Jesus tried to come in a boat.

The flames of vengeance, incinerating the undead of humanity.

In the lair of evil spirits, the figure of Judas lurks.

The fourteenth guest that no one saw,

gradually revealed his hideousness.

Let's drink together, the last supper, the main course is full of blood.

- Fallen believers in God

I didn't expect the last signature to be this again, could it be that this indicates that in this midyear festival celebration, there will be a terrible murder? And this poem is this mysterious manor owner challenging Mu Zihan?

"Look at the bottom right corner on the back of this paper." At this time, Mu Zihan's expression was also surprisingly serious, and I listened to his words and turned to the back of the paper, and sure enough, it was a golden "butterfly" exactly the same as the one on the original invitation, crawling there lifelikely, as if it would take off at any time.

(To be continued)