A lady, that is supposed to be Mr. Justin's handmaiden. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The pink silk nightgown she was wearing at this time was even more attractive than her appearance, and her exposed calves were particularly shiny. Almost instantly, this made Eric unconsciously reminisce, but he knew that this trance-like state of mind was extremely dangerous, and he forced himself to reluctantly retract the downward afterglow.

"What's the matter with you, please?" the lady's voice also helped Eric return to reality.

Eric hid his embarrassment as he methodically said, "Ahem...... Sorry I had to bother you guys. Let me introduce myself, I'm a detective. Last night, there was something going on in the box next door... Forehead... Not so good, I would like to ask you and your host a few small questions. Can I delay you for some time? I don't think it will be too long. ”

The maid's expression was not confused, and she replied with the maid's formula: "Please wait a moment." ”

Eric nodded in response before the door closed.

Another wait began. In this boring time, the once-expelled pink pajamas returned to his mind, and this time his thoughts were actively controlled by Eric.

In fact, Eric had never seen a pajama from an aristocratic family, and it was undoubtedly far beyond Eric's knowledge of such clothing. He believes that looseness is the benchmark of all pajamas, and that the physical body of clothes when sleeping should be relaxing. But the maid's dressing gown was very tight, and it lost its relaxing function and was more conducive to accentuating the figure, which obviously played a different role.

A possession of the upper class, Eric tagged her dressing gown at the same time as her.

Time continued to move forward, and when the door opened again, the maid had changed into a maid's dress that matched her status. "Please come in. But only you can get in. She glanced at the commander behind her.

The commander expressed confusion with his eyes.

"As you wish. Eric smiled in agreement, signaling to the commander that he was fine.

The door closed again.

The furnishings around him were similar to his own box, which calmed Eric's mind. He saw a man with his back to him, covered in a wide dressing gown.

The other person turned around: "It's your good thing that disturbed me?" Apparently the maid had just cleaned his face, making his skin look shiny, and his hair could be seen to be freshly combed.

Eric saluted, and the nobles liked it: "I'm sorry for the interruption. ”

The gentleman spoke in a thick Oude tone: "Enough, put that posture away, I promise it's the most ugly salute I've ever seen." ”

Rao is that Eric has seen all kinds of people, and his face at this time can't help but be a little embarrassed. In his opinion, his salute was at least decent, not enough to be degraded to such a situation. Moreover, even if the posture is really ugly, ordinary people will not bite it tightly, and the Mr. Justin in front of him is obviously suspected of deliberately finding fault.

Mr. Justin's eyes were fierce and his neck was raised, and he did not hide his hostility at all, deliberately hurting the guy he didn't care about with his spikes. This is probably driven by the inertia of the little nobles.

Faced with the situation that it was difficult to move an inch, Eric also always maintained a smile that sank the corners of his mouth, "Okay sir." I know you're not welcome on me, but as long as you answer me a few small questions, I'll naturally get out of here. ”

Mr. Justin seemed amused by the remark, probably he had never heard this way of speaking: "Well, let's hear it." ”

"Do you know Mr. Rich next door?"

Justin's face softened slightly: "Of course, we are old acquaintances. I made a special booking for a private room with him. ”

"Mr. Ritchie and you are good friends?" Eric raised a notch at the end of the sentence, "and I'm afraid I'm going to upset you with the news I brought with me, he was just killed last night, in the box next door. ”

Justin put his shock on his face, "What?!" "Tell me it's not true!" He stepped forward and grabbed Eric by the collar.

Eric couldn't make any resistance: "I'm sorry, sir. But this is a fact, please mourn and change. All he could do was maintain this position and wait quietly for Justin to vent.

"Oh, my dear friend! Justin looked sad.

Eric noticed the maid behind him trembling, and it seemed that terrible news could indeed bring negative emotions to people, whether sad or fearful.

At this time, Justin became agitated again: "If I remember correctly, you just said that you are a detective? I ordered you to solve this case, I can't let my friend die in vain." ”

"I don't need to say it, I will. This is my job, please trust my abilities. But now, I need your cooperation. At this point, the topic was finally brought to the right track by Eric.

Justin finally let go and offered to answer the question: "For my friend." ”

"Thank you very much. Eric rubbed his collar casually, "First question, when was the last time you saw Mr. Rich?"

Justin replied, "The platform before we get on the car." I got in the car and he was still on the platform. ”

"So, sir, did you see any suspicious people last night or heard any suspicious noises during the night? ”

"Suspicious people? I don't think so. No, wait...... I thought the little conductor was very suspicious, and the way he received me seemed to be afraid of something......"

Your bad attitude will turn anyone away from you, but the little man can't escape, he has his job, poor fellow. Eric rolled his eyes at the thought.

Mr. Justin suddenly took a big step forward and passed Eric, "As for the movement—" he walked over to his maid and pulled her into his arms. The beautiful woman didn't understand what was going on, and her expression was a little flustered. He straightened the maid's face and pointed at Eric, "I was doing something jolly with her. I think you understand what I mean, sir. So even if there is any movement, I am afraid that we will make a lot more noise than it will come. ”

The maid lowered her head, as if she wanted to lower her head to her ankles, and one of her ears was red from bloodshot.

Eric couldn't take it anymore: "I think it's time for me to continue." "The aristocrats of the countryside dare to speak out, which is difficult for him to resist.

Justin put on an unrelenting look: "I know everything, for the sake of my dear friend." ”

Eric tried to be as tactful as possible: "Well, if... I mean... Would you mind if I searched your luggage if I needed to do so later? ”

Justin stuck his left little finger in his ear and spun it to signal that he hadn't heard clearly, "What?!!Are you serious, sir?" You're going to search a nobleman's luggage, sir. You know, my words now can make you lose your job. ”

"I want you to understand that I don't mean to be offended. But as a case officer, sometimes you also need these things for a little reference. Eric hurriedly added.

Mr. Justin paid no attention to the detective's words.

"It seems that I should teach you the truth that the rights of the nobility are sacrosanct. Justin dropped the maid, first with his hands open to announce his displeasure, and then pointed his finger at the poor detective roughly.

Abundant body movements.

Eric searched his memory for a celebratory item from the East, which exploded when it touched a flame, and it was a perfect metaphor for the little nobleman in front of him.

"Alright, Mr. Detective. I think you've lost the right to stay in this space," Justin said, calling out to the door, "Ask our guests to come out." ”

At the doorway was a tall, sturdy man. It looks like he must be a servant of the nobility, and I don't know when he was summoned.

Eric was carried out by him by the collar.

Behind him came Justin's hearty laughter.

"Look at that boy, he really looks like a fathead fish that was brought ashore by a fisherman. ”