What kind of woman was Alan's mother?

Obviously, there are many servants here, but the dinner party of his family is always done by himself, just to listen to the praise of his relatives.

He treats the servants kindly, and even if he makes a mistake, he will intercede for the servants in front of the class butler, and he is very loved.

Every night he would go to Alan's room and kiss her on the forehead and say goodnight with a smile.

Alan bullied Charles and then the wicked sued first, and always pretended not to know the details, educating Charles to let her younger brother, in fact, she knew the character of her two sons very well, but for the younger son, there will always be a little partiality in her heart.

As a child, Alan saw it as dependence, but at some point, he became familiar with what it was like to not have that support—after awakening his memory?

Maybe it's been familiar to the woman from the time she collapsed under the table. Or maybe you're still not used to it?

Half-kneeling on the ground, slowly stroking the name on the stone tablet, Alan was in a heavy mood.

His mother's death was a big blow to him, and he was smiling and talking to them about the disadvantages of picky eating one moment ago, telling them not to be picky eaters, but the next moment he closed his eyes forever.

It felt like the sky was falling.

Alan couldn't remember how he had spent the most difficult time, only the face in the wooden coffin with his eyes closed, familiar and unfamiliar.

"So if I had the chance, I'd kill them all, definitely. Muttering to himself, Alan tried to look away, and in order to distract himself, he looked at Charles beside him, "Do you have a target of suspicion?"

He was still asking the same topic as before.

"No, everyone looks normal, and if it weren't for my father, I wouldn't even believe that any of them would have been controlled. ”

"Indeed, the methods of those men are indeed mysterious, and I have learned them. Thinking of what had happened to him, Alan stood up and narrowed his eyes slightly: "But I do have a case to deal with them." ”

"What's the solution?"

"Nothing. Alan wasn't sure if his idea would come to fruition, so he shook his head.

"I'm going to go to my father's study, do you want to go with me?"

"Forget it, I went there every night to check it out, and I didn't find anything useful. Charles shrugged.

"So..."

"Good luck. Charles patted him on the shoulder: "It's time for me to go to work too, my father is not here, and I have to deal with a lot of things in the city." ”

"That's as you should. Alan smiled and said, "As Chrissy's eldest son, you are destined to endure this fate. ”

Instead, Charles sighed: "Sometimes I really want to switch places with you." ”

"Come on. Alan pouted: "It's much more difficult to go out and go out than to inherit your father's business, don't be dissatisfied." ”

Without waiting for Charles to respond, he turned and left: "Goodbye, I'll tell you if I have a clue." ”

"Don't forget to find the mole!"

"Got it!" Alan replied from afar, but his mind had already drifted to the castle.

He was now curious to know what could make Tyron willing to put aside his long-prepared plans and suddenly disappear, Tyron was not an ignorant person, and if something could make him change his plans suddenly, it would only be more important.

"So what the hell is going on?"

With this doubt, he pushed open the door of the study again. However, at this time, someone took the lead.

"Class steward?"

Looking at the gray-haired old man in the study, Alan asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

At this time, the old man was standing in front of the desk thinking about something, as if he didn't expect Alan to go and return, so that he was a little stunned, but then he reacted and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Master Allen, I'm wiping the master's desk, this place is not touched by others, so I can only take care of it." ”

"It's been a long time since I saw each other. Alan responded kindly: "How's it going?"

"Well, it's still like that, the servants in the castle are very disciplined, the laws in the castle are being repaired recently, and—" The old butler chattered about some of his work, he looked like a human being, but Alan felt that it was complicated just by listening to it.

This made him have to admire the ability of the old butler, he is not the kind of existence that is top-notch in a certain field, but an all-round auxiliary talent.

He knows a little about everything, he can help with everything, and the presence of the class steward is indispensable to the Chrissy family.

"If you suddenly disappear like your father one day, I guess Charles will be dumbfounded. ”

"The eldest young master is actually mentally prepared for this. The old housekeeper said with emotion: "After all, I am old, and it is impossible to accompany him all the time." ”

"Don't say that, look at your mental outlook, you can live for at least 20 years. "Allen's sincere compliment.

The stars have many disasters, but this life expectancy is relatively excellent, unlike the previous life, they rarely get sick, and ordinary people in this world can basically live to be about a hundred years old, of course, this has never been secretly injured.

Adventurers have a slightly shorter lifespan, depending on what they have experienced, and clerical personnel who do not have to work hard like the old butler are generally not less than 100 years old.

Now he's only 78.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the class steward said goodbye and left, and seeing him close the door, Alan suddenly had some doubts.

He and Charles hadn't been gone long ago, so why did the old butler come here at this juncture?

There's nothing special about this, but Alan is a little suspicious now, and at the same time, he doesn't have the slightest clue, and he can think about it when he sees a little accident.

"I hope it's rewarding. Withdrawing his gaze, he prayed secretly.

The magic surged, and a layer of white mist quietly spread through Allen's retina, and he turned his eyes to see that the originally neat room had become full of messy at this time.

Various footprints and trivial marks appeared in his sight. Human hair, fingerprints brushing over desks and books, and even special-colored dust are clearly visible.

The spell of hunter instinct is not as apt as the name of the name detective instinct, and Alan has not done much to detect beasts since he obtained this spell, but has only used it to "solve crimes".

It turned out to be a good spell, both in Samuel and now.

Skimming over the jumble of traces, Alan looked straight at the ground.

There, countless footprints testify to how many people have visited this study, but to no avail.

However, among these footprints, there was a pair of footprints that directly caught Allen's attention - those footprints were still fresh.

"The class butler?"

Alan thought about the words of the housekeeper just now, and then carefully looked at the marks on the ground, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Looks like you're not telling the truth. ”

The footprints spread from the door of the study to the desk, then to the shelf, and then suddenly folded back again, which seemed to be normal, but there was no trace of wiping on the desk.

This made Allen's original idea that he was suspicious quickly come true, and the old butler had a problem.

However, Alan did not doubt his loyalty, the old butler had followed him to the world since Tylen was young, and served the Chrissy family for most of his life, leaving all his heart and soul to them, and it was impossible to betray anything.

"Then there's only one possibility. He secretly guessed, "The class steward knows Tyron's whereabouts, or his purpose!"

This is actually quite normal, compared to the two sons, the friendship between Taryn and the old butler is deeper, and Alan feels that if anyone can understand anything, it must be the old butler.

"So it's actually a very simple truth, why didn't I think of it before. "Alan was a little depressed.

As Taryn's old buddy, the class housekeeper knows the most secrets except Taryn, but Alan didn't expect him before, if the old butler didn't come out by himself, he might not even be able to remember it for a while, this is simply a mistake.

But instead of questioning the old butler right away, he stayed where he was, for he had found a new clue.

"A secret room?"

Stepping to the bookshelf, Alan took a closer look.