The silent and oppressive atmosphere didn't last long, and was broken by Mu Zihan's mouth: "Miss Millie, I don't know when you last saw Mr. Luo Zhigang?" ”

"Actually, until the start of the celebration paper burning event, several of us have been together. After www.biquge.info the paper, I didn't notice that he was still around, and I didn't expect it to ......" Millie replied with a crying voice, and before she finished speaking, she couldn't cry again.

"How many of you? Who else? Seeing Millie's appearance, Mu Zihan didn't ask him directly, but looked around at the others.

"Me and him." Zhu Quan pointed at Han Tao and said.

Actually, although I only cared about eating because I had nothing to do during the celebration, I did see the four of them talking and laughing together almost all the time.

"By the way, I just saw you call the owner of the manor 'Count Butterfly', and you knew the owner of this manor from the beginning?" I looked at Zhu Quan and interjected.

"I've been friends for many years, how could I not know each other. I think all of us here must be more than a few of us who know this cunning old butterfly, don't you know him? So how did you get invited to this celebration? Zhu Quan didn't answer yet, but Han Tao spoke first, looking like a matter of course.

"I'm sorry, but we've never heard of the Butterfly Count before this. We only came to this festival out of curiosity. As for why we were invited, I think only the owner of the manor who sent us the invitation knows why. Mu Zihan replied, "However, this is not the point now. The point is, since you all know the 'Count of Butterfly', do you think it is possible that the art businessman Luo Zhigang is him? ”

"Impossible, how could that profiteer be a 'butterfly'?" Han Tao smiled disdainfully. Seeing his appearance, I can already tell whether the relationship between the four of them is good or bad.

"It seems that he is just a pure victim." Mu Zihan sighed and said: "However, it's really strange, since you all know the 'Butterfly Count', when you receive such a strange invitation and find that the signature is 'Fallen God Believer' instead of 'Butterfly Count', you won't have other thoughts?" ”

"Don't you see the golden butterfly on the back of the invitation? That's the mark of 'Count Butterfly'. At this time, Fei Yiping interjected: "Moreover, events like this have often been held before, so I will only think that it is another ingenuity of his." ”

Fei Yiping's words finally made me figure out one thing, that is, why we didn't see them come out when we visited the castle during the day today. Originally, I thought they were obediently following the old butler's admonitions, but now it seems that this is not the case, but they are already familiar with the castle, so there is nothing to visit. This also explains why Fei Yiping is so familiar with these guests.

Just when I figured out this question, Mu Zihan spoke, obviously his focus was different from mine: "Before? How long ago? ”

"I remember the last time was three years ago, when I did a drama written and directed by the butterfly guy. Oh yes, I remember that Mr. Luo played the role of Jesus at that time. That's right. Fei Yiping recalled.

"That's right, I'm playing one of the twelve disciples of Jesus." Then someone chimed in

"Well, me too, I'm Andrei."

…… Because of Fei Yiping's words, everyone present began to recall the meeting three years ago, and said that they were also present at that time.

"By the way, there seems to be a maid participating in the show at the time, why didn't you see her this time?" In the midst of everyone's discussion, Han Tao seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked the old housekeeper.

"You're talking about Hu Feifei, she had an accident after that event." The old butler replied, "Well, it may have been the accident that hit the master." So I didn't hold any more events in the past three years, and I rarely even stepped out of the tower again, and I rarely saw him again all year round. Hey, I originally thought that the master had finally come out of the shadows and held this midyear festival celebration, but I didn't expect this to happen again. Ay! ”

"So that's the case, I thought he got the Last Supper, so he invited us to ......," Han Tao said regretfully.

"Han Tao!"

However, before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by Zhu Quan's angry shout, and then he seemed to think of something, and after reacting, he quickly closed his mouth.

"Well, I don't think it's early, and we can't sit in this restaurant all night. However, I remind everyone that the murderer may still strike at any time, so when you go back to your room to rest, be sure to lock the door. Mu Zihan glanced at everyone meaningfully, stood up and added: "It's best to have a room for two or three people who are more familiar, so that it is relatively safe." ”

"Hmph, I wish the murderer came to me, and when the time comes, I'll let him know that we're not easy to mess with." After speaking, Zhu Quan got up first and left the restaurant. Then, Han Tao helped Millie, who was still crying, and left, and the remaining guests were either talking about each other's teaming up or still discussing the case, and they all left the restaurant and went back to their rooms to rest.

As for the old butler, after instructing the rest of the housekeepers to pay attention to the night's escort work, he also dismissed the staff of the manor, said goodbye to us, and went back to rest.

In the end, only Fei Yiping, who seemed to be sticky to us, actually followed us back to the room. It seems that he is self-aware and knows that he is so careless about personal hygiene that almost no one will want to share a room with him.

To be honest, I already feel very embarrassed that Little Pepper Wang Xinyan wants to sleep in the same room with us, but, after all, at this time, in order to ensure her safety, she must not be allowed to be alone.

However, if Fei Yiping also wants to share a room with us, then I really don't want to do it from the bottom of my heart, so I will rush at the sour smell on his body, and it is estimated that if he is allowed to enter the room, then none of us will want to sleep tonight.

So, when Mu Zihan opened the door, I looked back at Fei Yiping and said, "Mr. Fei, it's not too early, do you have anything else?" ”

Hearing my words, Fei Yiping didn't answer, but Mu Zihan turned his head in surprise, and then seemed to laugh happily, and said to me: "Siyuan, you misunderstood Mr. Fei." He's trying to protect us. After that, he looked at Fei Yiping, who looked embarrassed, and said, "I'm right, Mr. Interpol." ”

Hearing Mu Zihan's words, Wang Xinyan and I, who had been standing silently on the side, were taken aback, and looked at this sloppy-looking man in surprise, could he really be an Interpol?

And the answer was soon revealed, only to see that the embarrassed look on Fei Yiping's face was first replaced by surprise, and then he seemed to be relieved, and asked Mu Zihan rhetorically: "How did you find out?" ”

"It's not convenient to talk at the door, let's go in and talk." After speaking, Mu Zihan opened his mind and took the lead into the room.

(To be continued)