I have a cub that escapes the boss

According to the butler's words, Vera came to the castle last night, stole something, and then fled.And the destroyed door is her evidence.

Owen listened, stunned at first, and then a few threads of entanglement surfaced.He started by saying, "I didn't hear..."

The housekeeper said calmly: "Oh, I checked with Mr. Han in the morning, but he didn't hear it either."

Owen stopped talking.His voice returned to his usual tone, hesitating now, and asked the steward, "If that's the case, are we going to report it to the sheriff? No, we have to catch Vera."

Sounds like a really good kid.

When Owen recovered, Ji Hanchuan also noticed that the pressure from oil painting was gradually decreasing.When everything subsided, he looked thoughtfully at the huge painting.Mr. Moulton above is cold and tough, with iron gray stubble and cobalt blue eyes, all of which make him have an incredible indifference.

"Actually, we may not be able to catch and punish her," said the steward. "The mountains are huge, and we don't know which direction Vera is going. It's not hunting season, and we don't have hounds, so we can't track Vera's body." And above all, young master, it's going to rain. So we can't let the menservants go down to report."

"It's raining," Owen repeated, looking out the window, "yes, the teacher also said that it's going to rain."

The steward said softly, "If the rain causes a flash flood, Vera may turn into a dead body directly. If so, it is the best result for the thief. But such danger exists, and we cannot let the faithful man take the risk."

Ji Hanchuan concluded: Oh, Vera "disappeared".

He was suddenly in a good mood.

it is as expected.

Owen was silent.

After a while, he seemed to be convinced, but turned his head to look in the study, he was still hesitant.The butler suggested at the right time that the young master could check what he had lost.Owen pursed his lips, showing a serious look, and said, "Okay."

But he still struggled and said, "If you guys are going to find a new door to install, it will bother me!"

Ji Hanchuan's heart skipped a beat.

He used this reason earlier because he wanted to go up to the third floor.But now, there seems to be a better opportunity in front of us.

He walked up the stairs and came into view of Owen and the butler.Owen was stuck in his own thoughts at first, and didn't pay attention to Ji Hanchuan's arrival.The butler noticed it. He looked at Ji Hanchuan with deep meaning in his eyes.Ji Hanchuan smiled and called, "Owen."

Owen raised his head when he heard the sound, and said "ah" softly, "Teacher."

Ji Hanchuan explained: "I was at the restaurant, and I was a little worried when I heard the movement here, so I came here to take a look." Then, he looked worriedly at the broken door in front of him, "What is this..."

The butler is satisfied.

Owen glanced at the butler, then at Ji Hanchuan, and said the explanation he had heard earlier.He looked aggrieved, and wanted to complain to Ji Hanchuan, saying how the maid could do such a thing.But Ji Hanchuan was "guilty", so he changed the subject ahead of time and asked, "Since this is the case, do you want to study in another place?"

Owen sighed: "Until the door is repaired, this is the only way to go."

Ji Hanchuan took advantage of the situation and asked, "Owen, where do you want to go?"

Owen said firmly: "Where... I can only be in my own room."

Ji Hanchuan paused for a moment, showing a hint of surprise, and said, "I thought you would choose Mr. Moulton's study."

Owen showed a dignified look that didn't belong to his age, and said, "No way."

He looked at Ji Hanchuan.

"No way--"

The little fat man said in a low voice with a little smile.

At this moment, what's inside him doesn't look like the soul of a five or six-year-old child at all.

But in the blink of an eye, the next moment, Irving returned to his previous performance.He told Ji Hanchuan: "Father doesn't let anyone enter his study room, and even the cleaning on weekdays won't go through other people's hands. None of us have the key to that study room."

Ji Hanchuan listened, showing a little surprise, "It turned out to be like this."

"Yes, teacher." Owen accepted this situation well, was very used to it, and said calmly, "My mother's study is always cleaned, but... I don't want to go."

The child's face was full of longing for his mother.

The butler interjected at the right time and said, "This morning, when Mr. Han and I confirmed the situation, Mr. Han mentioned whether it is possible to complete today's lesson in the young master's room."

Owen was helpless, "It seems that this is the only way to go."

"Yes," Ji Hanchuan said, "It seems like this is the only way."

After he finished speaking, he parted ways with Owen and the butler.Going downstairs again, Carol and Nicole were gone, and the entire first floor of the castle was empty.

Ji Hanchuan didn't care.

He thought: It is clear that Anna has "offended" the monster of the night, she let me escape.Because of this, her soul eventually fell into the hands of that monster.Although she was still friendly and gentle when Ji Hanchuan was visiting the sick, the wormy feet in her mouth were the most deceitful.In contrast, the gentle attitude at that time has also become thought-provoking.

As for Vera, it was a different situation.Ji Hanchuan tended that after she felt the "love" and "care" in the corolla, she gained the detachment of her soul.

——At this point, those pale-faced maids, as well as all the silently working and doing things in the manor, in Ji Hanchuan's view, they all have something in common.

They are, like your morning bread, halfway between edible and rotten.Further, it was Vera who left the entire manor directly.Taking a step back, it was Anna who was completely assimilated.

Monica used to react to charcoal, and she was the most rigid and impersonal among all the maids, so Ji Hanchuan felt that she had reached the last step.Even if there is no push, she is about to fall because of the passing of time.

With such a mood in mind, Ji Hanchuan walked out of the castle.The morning is still long, and there is no rush to find a way to explore Mr. Moulton's study.The attitude of the little fat man reminded Ji Hanchuan.What can make Owen emphasize "no entry", either there are important clues in it, or it will trigger a very dangerous situation.

Then you can't leave the door anymore.

The aisles are cramped and the interior space is complicated. If you encounter an inappropriate situation, it will be difficult to escape.If you pass through the window, you can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.Depending on the situation, he could decide whether to stay in the vast space outside, or to sneak into the castle from the side window.

Ji Hanchuan was thinking about things, and walked between the two gardeners.He silently recited the names of these two people, Ivan and Blake.Of these two people, the former is thinner and taller, like a real bean sprouts.Of course, medieval Europe didn't have this, people here were still suffering from scurvy.

Blake is short and strong, with rounded cheeks, like a meat bun.

The two of them worked together.Ji Hanchuan looked at it for a while, and remembered that in the "dream" last night, the two of them pursed their lips and shoveled the soil.He remembered the expressions of the two at that time, and smiled slightly.

Ning Ning: "..." Here we come!

After the discovery last night, when seeing Han Chuan's father showing such an expression, Ning Ning was very worried.

She watched Father Hanchuan talk to the two gardeners, asked about their habit of growing tulips, and praised the garden.Ivan is not good at words, but Blake is quite eloquent.When Ji Hanchuan asked about the situation related to tulip planting, Black smiled proudly and told him how hard he and his companions were.

Ji Hanchuan said: "But such a sea of ​​flowers should consume a lot of energy."

"That's what we do," Black said.

Ivan: "Besides, I don't know if it's our credit."

Blake frowned and looked at each other.Ivan knew he had made a slip of the tongue and added: "Whether you can grow beautiful flowers or not, the most important thing is the original environment, the acidity and alkalinity of the soil."

Blake: "Cough!"

Ivan became even more flustered, "No, I mean—the soil here is actually not suitable for planting tulips. This kind of delicate flower is more suitable for acidic soil, but..."

"Cough cough!!!"

Black coughed louder, piercingly, as if trying to cough out his entire lung.

Ivan was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak at all, and stood aside obediently.

Ji Hanchuan also asked Black with concern if he was sick.He also mentioned that just two days ago, the maid Anna was also bedridden because of "acclimatization".

As Ivan listened, the blush on his face from panic dissipated in an instant and turned pale.Black was quiet for a while, looked at Ji Hanchuan with complicated eyes, and said, "I heard that Anna has recovered?"

"Really." Ji Hanchuan said, "The butler told me that Anna is leaving because she can't adapt to the working environment here."

Blake: "Leave... just leave, she is not the first."

Ji Hanchuan then asked: "Huh? Mr. Black means that many people have passed here before?" He looked worried, "After all, you know, if you want to say 'acclimatization', I am the most likely to have this problem one of."

“No,” Blake said, explaining, “Like me, I’ve been working here for years. It’s the flowering season, so that’s where Ivan and I focus. But at other times, we’re also Will be busy with other things."

Ji Hanchuan asked, "Such as the hunting season? I heard Mr. Cook talk about—"

Blake fell silent.

Ji Hanchuan looked at him, smiled and said, "Sure enough! But if you say that, you have worked in the manor for a long time?"

Blake was noncommittal.

Ji Hanchuan asked: "Is it as long as Monica?"

Ivan was taken aback.

Black was also a little unaccustomed to Ji Hanchuan's questioning, so he replied, "Monica...no, that's because she's been here longer."

"That's it," Ji Hanchuan said, "I see that she is so mature and capable, so I know that she should be the maid who has worked here the longest."

Blake didn't contradict him.