While Zhan Qian was whispering to a group of players, the painter lady who had just been frightened did not come over.
She bent down and patted the shoulder of the young man who was grieving over Mr. Guo's body, as if to comfort him.
The young man subconsciously glanced sideways at her, but in the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, he opened his mouth but quickly closed it, then lowered his head and continued to shut himself up.
Xu Shuo, who was observing a few people, was lucky enough to see it and raised his eyebrows slightly.
After a while, the old housekeeper who left brought over a servant who had some medical knowledge. Seeing this, Zhan Qian quickly stopped to explain the game process to several players.
The players who were studying humbly were all possessed by drama, and changed into expressions of concern and sorrow.
The maid who was pulled over looked very nervous. After she put on her gloves, she knelt down and turned her face over to Mr. Guo, who was on the ground, and inspected it carefully.
Everyone remained silent, waiting quietly for her to pronounce the verdict.
"Well, sir has... passed away." After a while, the maid, who was stared at by several people, whispered with trembling hands.
"What's the reason?" Zhan Qian asked quickly.
"Poisoned..."
"What poison?" This time it was not Zhan Qian who asked urgently, but Mr. Guo next to him.
The maid nervously tugged on her skirt, looked at him and shook her head: "I'm sorry, young master, I can't check the details."
The group of people were slightly disappointed. The housekeeper burst into tears and muttered sadly: "How could this happen? How could this happen..."
Hearing this, Zhan Qian's face changed slightly as she was thinking about it, and she quickly said: "A few of us came to the manor as guests today, but we didn't expect such a thing to happen. Butler, I think we need to investigate carefully."
The housekeeper wiped his tears, nodded with a heavy face, and said: "Sir was poisoned and died. This is definitely not an accident. I am not doubting you, but I hope you will not leave the manor until the truth is investigated. , so as not to cause any misunderstanding.”
"This is natural." Zhan Qian nodded.
No player will object to this.
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The owner of the manor, Mr. Guo, died suddenly, and the housekeeper had to deal with a lot of things.
Although the old butler was very kind to several guests, when he summoned the servants of the manor to interrogate him, his stern and angry look was quite scary. In some aspects, he was quite similar to the sullen Mr. Guo.
In the huge living room, the atmosphere was a little quiet.
Because it was inconvenient to move the body before the police arrived, Mr. Guo lying on the ground was covered with a white cloth. The people sitting on the sofa in the living room could clearly see the scene in the restaurant.
The housekeeper went to search the servants, and the lost Master Guo had also been sent back to his room. At this moment, only the players were really left in the living room.
This is simply the natural time to take stock!
"Who do you think the murderer might be?" Zhan Qian, a veteran player, asked first.
"The housekeeper and the young master must be suspicious, because they are close people. Of course, the servants are also possible, but there is the most suspicious one..." The photographer started to speak, and then he looked at the young man sitting opposite and continued. :
"chef."
Xu Shuo looked up at him and smiled: "If this was a werewolf killing, I would definitely say that I am not a werewolf now."
The photographer returned an apologetic smile and said nothing.
They are just making simple speculations now.
"But all of us ate our food, only Mr. Guo was poisoned to death." Tan Xiaohe said.
"Bowl." The painter said calmly.
"Wow?" Tan Xiaohe tilted his head.
"..."
After hearing this conversation, her boyfriend said awkwardly: "What the lady is talking about should be tableware. Did you notice when we were eating just now that Mr. Guo's bowl is a separate style, which is different from ours."
Although there may be a difference between the tableware for guests and the tableware for the host, it does represent a point of doubt.
At this time, Xu Shuo pretended to think: "Speaking of this, when I was in the kitchen, I did see the servant take out the bowl alone."
"Do you still remember what that person looks like? You can ask the housekeeper to ask later." said the painter girl.
"I have a general impression."
Watching them discuss the suspect, Zhan Qian nodded like a coward and said, "Then what do you think their motive for killing is?"
"The housekeeper seems to have been with Mr. Guo for a long time, maybe for personal gain, and Master Guo and Mr. Guo don't have a good relationship, so the servant may be doing it for money." It was the photographer who was quick-thinking and said first. He seemed to be quite active during the book period. .
"That's very good. In ordinary detective books, we can easily infer the suspect and possible motives, but there is the last point, which is the most difficult part." Zhan Qian smiled and said: "Evidence!"
Without evidence, all speculations are invalid!
At this time, Qin Xiaohe frowned and said: "If you want to complete the script killing, you must find evidence before it is over?"
Zhan Qian looked at her and said nothing, but the expression on her face was very determined.
She is the only experienced script-killing player here, and these newbies who have never played it can only believe it.
But if you want to find evidence, you definitely can't just sit here, so for a while everyone's eyes turned to the dining table over there.
The housekeeper placed them in the living room before leaving, but did not send anyone to watch them. I don't know if this situation was a game arrangement or had ulterior motives.
In short, no one acted rashly.
"We currently lack information, so any more is useless speculation. It is better to look for clues in other places if we have this time to be idle." After a moment of silence, the painter girl stood up, and after speaking calmly, she turned around and left.
Several people watched her leave, but no one appeared from any corner to stop her, so everyone looked at each other.
"I think what she said makes sense. Do you mind if I go to the kitchen and have a look?" The photographer stood up first and looked at Xu Shuo.
"Go ahead." Xu Shuo waved his hand indifferently.
"Then let me check the tableware." Tan Xiaohe said with a smile.
"I'll go with you." Yang Ming, who is currently acting as her boyfriend, said.
After all four players left, only Xu Shuo and the arrogant and elegant Miss Mysticist were left on the sofa.
Zhan Qian looked at him and asked curiously: "Aren't you going to investigate?"
"They have a clear division of labor and are so active, so I decided to win." Xu Shuo stretched out, leaned on the back of the sofa comfortably, and raised his eyes to look at the occultist: "So what about you?"
"Clues that are too obvious seem to be less useful, and I never do useless work." Zhan Qian said with a smile.
"I remember you said you wanted to lead us to push the script." Xu Shuo held his chin and smiled with unknown meaning.
"Now is not the right time to explore."
The arrogant occultist lady was indifferent. She picked up the water glass on the coffee table and took a sip. The dark and pure black dress made her aura extremely mysterious.
The two exchanged a few words and then fell silent. Suddenly, the living room was quiet except for the faint sound coming from the dining room.
Zhan Qian ignored the players who made noise, opened her player's handbook, looked at it, and then fell into deep thought.
[Main mission: Mission 1, find the ghost wandering in the villa. Mission two, uncover the secrets hidden in this villa. 】
That main quest one, ghost...
Could this be a copybook? !
The occultist lady who was afraid of mysterious events looked elegant and calm on the outside, but in fact she drank several sips of water in a panic.
