Charm of a Thousand Moons

Back in the room, Qian Yueche was still thinking about what Bei had said, bursts of light flashed in his bright eyes, and Qian Yueche shook his head again as he watched.

next day

Qian Yueche's usual habit of staying in bed has also been overcome. Naturally, because of yesterday's murder case, Qian Yueche was extraordinarily energetic when she woke up that day.

The first thing to do when waking up is naturally to solve the problem of breakfast. Since they got up too early, those so-called noble children hadn't gotten up yet, so breakfast wasn't prepared yet. Qian Yueche dragged Qian Yueshen into the dining room, and the big There was no cook in the dining room, and Qian Yueshen was completely embarrassed.

"Guest, what's the matter?" The butler said, walking in from the door.

Coming just in time, Qian Yueche's eyes lit up: "We're hungry, so we came in to check if no one was around. Hasn't the cook gotten up yet?"

Qian Yueche was very depressed, in the palace, the cook got up early.

"No, there is no cook here." The butler said humbly. This man didn't seem humble at all. Even when he was beaten by a teenager before, he didn't feel humble.

"There is no cook, so where did we get the dinner we ate last night?" Qian Yueche was surprised, and exaggeratedly opened her eyes wide to study, so cute.

The housekeeper smiled faintly: "I did this by myself. There are not many people, and it would be too much trouble for the cook to come, so I did it myself. If you don't mind the young master, please wait a moment, and I will prepare breakfast for you right away."

The butler started to make breakfast while talking.

Naturally, Qian Yue Che would not dislike him, and leaned against the door with his arms folded, and Qian Yue Che had no choice but to accompany him.

This man is really good, with high skill, able to go down to the kitchen and up to the hall, Qian Yueche nodded in satisfaction, and this man?Thinking of that young man, Qian Yueche suddenly smiled more playfully, that young man could not have overwhelmed this man.

Looking at the rich expression on his face, God Qianyue knew what his son was thinking again.

"Why did you remove the garlic?" Qian Yueche looked at the butler's cooking movements, and a thought floated through his mind, but he couldn't figure it out all of a sudden, what is it?

"Garlic can remove the fishy smell, but some people don't like to eat garlic, so they should be removed." The housekeeper explained.

Fishy?By the way, when Qian Yueche suddenly studied, Ah Nuo was lying in a pool of blood, and almost everyone was a little... only...

"Mr. Butler, may I ask you a few questions?"

"Please tell me, young master." The movements in his hands did not stop.

"Mr. Steward, are you allergic to fishy smell?" Qian Yueche stared at the figure of the steward, and asked word by word.

The butler stopped seasoning the fish soup, and finally shifted his gaze to Qian Yueche: "What do you mean, young master?" He asked in confusion.

"Hehe..." Qian Yueche laughed crisply, "I think Mr. Butler must have a problem with his sense of smell." Qian Yueche stepped forward and took the spoon from the butler's hand. I can't help but want to smell it, but Mr. Butler is so close, he doesn't even move a single movement, no matter what race he is, he always moves his nostrils when he smells something fragrant, but Mr. Butler doesn't."

Qian Yueche smiled presumptuously, seeing the haze flashing across the butler's face, and then quickly covered it up: "Young master is right, my sense of smell is different from ordinary people, because I was born unable to smell."

Oh... Qian Yueche nodded, but didn't speak.

After leaving the kitchen, Qian Yueshen looked at Qian Yueche's serious expression, "Is there anything wrong with this person?" As for the death cases here, Qian Yueshen didn't intervene, and he didn't bother to worry about things he wasn't interested in.

"Father, do you still remember the direction of those people when they ran over after Ah Nuo's scream?"

Qian Yueshen thought about it for a while: "Remember, among all the people, only the housekeeper and that wish came out last, and they came from the same direction as that gentle man."

"Father, let's look at the phenomenon and the dead." Qian Yueche took Qianyue God's hand and walked towards the corridor.

The situation at that time was replayed in his mind again, the blood-stained clothes were still placed in the corner: "Father, look." Qian Yueche walked through the scene with Qian Yueshen to the corner.

Qian Yueshen squatted down, because the light at the turning was very dark, so no one noticed that there was also a drop of blood here, and the color of the floor was close to the color of blood.

"If I didn't step on it last night, I wouldn't believe it."

"This is the blood of the murderer, no, it was the blood of the murderer who fled here and dropped it." Qian Yueshen affirmed.

"En," Qian Yueche nodded, "So Father, I have always wondered, since the murderer has touched blood, and the people around him are so powerful, if the murderer escapes, he will definitely smell blood.

If the murderer escapes in this direction, then the boy and the butler are walking on the opposite side. The butler has a problem with his sense of smell. the point.

"Father, look at this dress again." Qian Yueche pointed to the clothes that the gentle man took off. "I understand." "I also understand." Qian Yueche continued, the father and son looked at each other, and then said with a smile: "Let's go, father, let's go to see the dead, Che'er is rarely curious, what is it?" No matter how powerful the method is, the dead man has no power to fight back." When we came to the room where the corpse was placed, the corpse still maintained the appearance before death, and the pupils were dilated, indicating that the deceased was frightened before death. "Che'er, look." Qian Yueshen pointed at the dead man's head.

Qian Yueche walked in, and sure enough, they didn't find it before, but now they found that the bloodstains on the center of the deceased's eyebrows were relatively more wet than other places, which meant...

Qian Yueche stretched out his left hand, and some water spirits appeared in the palm of his left hand. The water spirits removed the blood stains as if they had spirituality, but the brows showed that they didn't find it either. "It's really evil." Qian Yueche said. "Only the murderer knows how the dead died." Qian Yueche rubbed Qian Yueche's shoulder: "Let's go, go eat breakfast, and then go to the Demonic Beast Forest to pick the magic fruit. Don't pick too much. You are also not allowed to do too troublesome things after returning to the palace."

Qian Yueshen secretly warned, because he predicted that the days after returning to the palace would not be peaceful.

"Father, you underestimate me too much. I don't bother to do things that are too troublesome. What I want to do is earth-shattering." Qian Yueche said proudly, raising her fox tail.