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Jiang Muqiu stared at the old butler with calm eyes, his face was calm, and he said what was on his mind, "Are you going to take my people away from me before you confirm it?"

The old butler took a look at Jiang Muqiu and sighed heavily, "Master, I don't want to treat you like this, but this time the situation is really special, even if you let him continue to follow you, it's just a waste of time. It's not easy to explain."

Jiang Muqiu's expression softened a little, as if he was quite reluctant, but he still asked, "How is he doing now?"

The old housekeeper just shook his head with a vicissitudes of life, and didn't continue talking.

Jiang Muqiu's eyes darkened, and he didn't continue to ask.Whether the old Duke is dead or alive, there is no doubt that the game is against him.This is a dead end for him.

Luo Bofeng walked out of the banquet hall, looked back at Jiang Muqiu, just met Jiang Muqiu's gaze, nodded slightly at him, turned and left.

Everyone in the banquet hall had different expressions and each had their own thoughts.

Not long after, the old housekeeper brought people who worked in the kitchen and they lined up a whole row. Jiang Muqiu glanced over and found that none of them were missing, and they were all here.

The old butler walked up to Jiang Muqiu, made a "please" gesture, and asked Jiang Muqiu and himself to come to the center of the banquet hall. Obviously, now is the confrontation session.

Jiang Muqiu's gaze scanned all the people in front of him, and he hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, with an inexplicable expression and no clue.

The old housekeeper randomly ordered a person to come out to speak, and it was a coincidence that it was the person who had talked with Jiang Muqiu before.

Jiang Muqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, just caught the man's gaze, and gave him a neutral look, as if he didn't care much about what he would say.In fact, Jiang Muqiu really didn't care, because the ending was already doomed, and the process was not that important.

The man lowered his head, glanced at Jiang Muqiu subconsciously, then frowned for a while, struggled for a long time, and then said: "The young master has been to the kitchen. I was a little surprised at the time, the young master never comes to the kitchen on weekdays." Yes, I thought we did something wrong. Unexpectedly, the young master left after asking a few words."

"So? What does this mean?" Jiang Muqiu said lightly.

The man pursed his lips and didn't speak anymore. He didn't know why he was called here to say this, but he could only speak, and

The old housekeeper bowed respectfully to Jiang Muqiu, and then said: "Don't worry, young master, you will find out soon." After finishing speaking, the old housekeeper clicked on Chifeng again to speak.

"You have contacted the young master today, what did you talk about?" the old housekeeper asked.

Before Chifeng could speak, Jiang Muqiu couldn't help but sneered, "You called a suspect to testify? In order to get rid of the suspicion, the real perpetrator will of course try to push the crime to others as much as possible."

"Master." The old housekeeper's tone was a little harsh, "Of course, the credibility of one person's words is low, but it's not necessarily true if you put them together. Please listen to their words carefully."

Jiang Muqiu looked at the old housekeeper, raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised a meaningful arc, "I understand."

The expression on the old butler's face stiffened for a moment, and a second later, he said to Chifeng, "Speak."

Chi Feng shrugged, and said casually: "Actually, we didn't talk about anything, but the young master may have something on his mind, and he is not very willing to talk to me."

Then came the next one, Chen Yan. "We didn't say anything. In fact, at that time, the young master had just returned to the banquet hall from outside, and we almost bumped into each other."

Lu Yi raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Muqiu, and then the person in front of him said, "I met Lord Marquis in the lounge, we chatted for a while, and then I left. In fact, we didn't talk about anything, that is, the old Duke Adults may be poisoned."

"As for me, I wanted to invite Lord Marquis to have a drink, but I was flatly rejected." Lan Ruo spread her hands, showing a regretful expression.

Ziyou smiled ambiguously at Jiang Muqiu, and said, "I just told the young master about the time when the master fell down. Anyway, the young master needs to know, right?"

"That is to say, the young master has been to the kitchen and the lounge. During this period, he seems to have something on his mind, and he is very concerned about wine, and at the same time, he is also very interested in the matter of the master's poisoning." The old housekeeper said in conclusion, "Master, you Can you explain the meaning of your series of actions?"

"Besides, this Lu Yi is not on the list of guests for this banquet at all." The old butler said sharply, "He just got in touch with you, young master. What's going on?"

Jiang Muqiu chuckled when he heard the words, "I also really want to know why he just found me."

The old housekeeper frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Jiang Muqiu's answer. "Master, if you don't cooperate, it will be difficult to wash yourself off

"So, what about these seven people?" The expression on Jiang Muqiu's face was still indifferent, he really didn't care about whether there was any suspicion, anyway, even if there was no suspicion, there would be some.

The old butler had a serious face and looked very serious, "Of course they are suspected."

"So, are you looking for someone behind the perpetrator?" Jiang Muqiu couldn't laugh or cry, as if to say that everything in front of him was ridiculous.

The old butler kept a straight face and didn't answer, but it was obvious that he thought so.

"Then, what is the purpose of instituting others to kill my father?" Jiang Muqiu glanced at the old housekeeper and asked.

The old butler frowned, pursed his lips, and his eyes were loose, but he finally shook his head, "Master, you and the master don't have a good relationship."

"So, it's been so bad for so many years, why did you choose to do it on an occasion like a banquet? It's eye-catching and prone to trouble." Jiang Muqiu said coldly.

The old housekeeper pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"Okay, if your purpose of engaging in such a big battle is to prove that I am suspicious, then you are successful. Don't waste time on this kind of thing." Jiang Muqiu looked like you were just wasting time , "So, I am also suspected, and then?"

"Everyone stay here for the time being tonight, wait for the master's situation, and then make a decision." The old housekeeper scanned all the people present and made a final decision, "No one is allowed to leave here, otherwise, the Earl's Mansion will directly kill you." The right to kill. There are seven guest rooms on this floor, and the seven can be assigned as they please." After finishing speaking, he made a "please" gesture and asked the seven people to leave.

After the seven people left, the old housekeeper walked towards Jiang Muqiu, bowed and saluted, and said, "Young Master, please stay in your own room during this period of time, and someone will deliver your food and drinks to you." In the room. Although I have wronged you, young master, but now is an extraordinary period, I hope young master will understand."

Jiang Muqiu curled the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, "Okay."

The old housekeeper personally brought Jiang Muqiu into the room, and locked the door for him when he went out.

Jiang Muqiu had a cold face, he just thought it was ridiculous, but it was just to find an excuse to lock him up, making it so loud, it was really boring.

After restraining his emotions, Jiang Muqiu remembered the little notebook that Luo Bofeng stuffed into his pocket, and decided to open it.It doesn't matter if you don't turn it over, Jiang Muqiu's face turns black instantly, just turn it over.

After a long while, as if he had done his own ideological work, he took the notebook back again, and continued to read with a dark face.

The little book is full of records, all about the young master's diet and daily life, including a not-so-obvious birthmark on his lower back, including the fact that his lips are a little dry recently, including a few hairs growing on his sleep, including when he was sleeping. He likes to be in a group, including what to wear under the clothes, including what clothes look better, more abstinent, what he likes better.

In short, this deacon is a young master, and has obvious paranoid tendencies. He is very possessive and has a strong desire to control. He knows everything he should know and not know.By the way, there are words like "Young master is so cute" behind every detail, "Young master is a gift from God", I like him the most, and the young master's angry appearance is also very attractive. Obviously, this is still an idiot, at most He looks a little handsome.

Jiang Muqiu calmly closed the notebook and put it back in his pocket, it's fine, the fact that the young master's most trusted deacon has been coveting the young master and even stealing kisses while the young master is asleep is not so unacceptable.Anyway, it's not me, Jiang Muqiu decided to take it lightly, no matter how substituting this broken script is, it's not me.

"Boom, boom, boom." When night fell, the castle's bell rang, and the candlelight lit up in the room, dotted with stars, warm and charming.

After Jiang Muqiu ate the dinner brought by his servant, he casually picked up a book to read.He wasn't worried about Luo Bofeng. To be honest, he was more worried about other people in the castle.As long as the plot is reasonable and does not collapse, there is still a lot of room for manipulation.With Luo Bofeng's strength, even without the aid of abilities or props acquired in the game, it is enough to come and go freely in this ancient castle.I just don't know if the old butler will care about his deacon's movements at the moment.

At the end of a chapter in the book, Jiang Muqiu goes to the window, and the dense shadows in Lin Hai are layered on top of each other, like crawling ghosts, quietly dormant, waiting for an opportunity to move.

I don't know when, the sky is full of snow, covering the ground near and far with a layer of white tulle, just a glance, and there is a chill.When the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, no one really could leave.

And the night has just begun.

The author has something to say: Next Monday, that is, November 11th, I plan to open a Dudan, "Online Dating Choose Me My Super A" will be updated simultaneously with this article.In the future, the plan will be to extend one article and one article together to make it more like this,

"Online Dating Choose Me My Super A" Copywriting:

Ji Luosheng is in an online relationship, and the other party is a boy, um, a male god voice, the kind who can bend to anyone who listens to it.

Qiu Tingshi is in an online relationship, and the other party is a boy, heh, Gong Ziyin, the kind he wants to monopolize after hearing it.

Ji Luosheng is a game anchor, the tepid kind, and when the new game was launched, he also went to join in the fun.

Qiu Tingshi is the president of a company, the kind that develops games. When a new game is launched, he goes to inspect the basic situation.

Ji Luosheng is a third-year student, recognized by A University as a top grader, and his grades crushed the second place. In the eyes of the whole school, he is a male god, a cold and noble son.Until one day, at the school's student assembly, a well-known alumnus Qiu XX gave a speech on stage, and Ji Luosheng directly evolved from a golden bachelor to a married man in the eyes of the whole school.

The microphone was left on when someone stepped down, "Ji Luosheng, don't forget the wedding you promised me."

A certain person turned off the microphone when he came on stage, "When Qiu stops, you are finished."