The Last Alchemist

When the woman screamed, it was obvious that she had used all her strength. The sound penetrated the entire mansion. Soon, the entire mansion was alarmed.

The guards rushed to the third floor of the mansion. The servants fell into a panic and the whole mansion was in a mess.

Soon, Rosen recovered from the initial shock and listened carefully to the sounds coming from each room.

‘About a dozen guards went to the third floor, and their footsteps finally stopped on the balcony at the end of the corridor on the third floor. Hmm~ There was a voice coming over. The floor structure was too complicated and there were too many echoes. It was not clear what was said, but it was definitely not the earl who was in trouble. ’

The reason was simple, because Rosen heard the earl's shouting on the second floor of the mansion. Although he couldn't hear the content of the words, his voice was full of energy and didn't look like he was injured.

"If it's not the Earl, then who is dead?"

With this question in mind, Rosen knocked on the back door of the kitchen again, and a middle-aged woman's panicked voice came from behind the door: "Who is outside?"

"It's me, Rosen, the gardener of the greenhouse."

"What are you doing here?" The woman's voice came out again.

"Mr. Linnae, the head of the greenhouse, asked me to come here. He asked me to bring a message. Are you Aunt Harley?"

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and it was indeed the cook Harley who opened the door. Her face was pale, and when she saw Rosen, she stretched out her arm, which was thicker than Rosen's thigh, and pulled Rosen into the kitchen: "Come in and talk, it's not peaceful outside."

"What's wrong, Aunt Harley?" Rosen asked. He didn't expect that the cook Harley, who was tall and strong with a waist as big as a bucket, was as timid as a rabbit.

Harley hid in a corner of the kitchen, looking around, as if she was afraid that a ghost would jump out of the dark corner: "Boy, I'm telling you, someone died on the third floor."

"Dead? Who died?" Rosen asked hurriedly.

"I don't know yet. But Anna has already asked, and she will be back soon."

Anna is also a cook in the kitchen. In fact, there are more than a dozen cooks and four formal chefs in this kitchen, but now it is free in the afternoon, so there are not so many people in the kitchen.

Rosen continued: "Aunt Harley, Mr. Linnae asked me to pass on a message. He said that the round-headed white mushrooms in the mushroom room will be fully mature the day after tomorrow, and when they are used to stew soup, the soup will taste very delicious. If they are picked too early, they will not taste this way."

Harley nodded repeatedly: "Oh, I remember. That... that young man, don't leave yet, stay here with me, I'm a little scared alone."

"Okay." Rosen actually wanted to know who died.

The two waited in the kitchen for about ten minutes, and a fat woman with a waist that was even thicker than Aunt Harley came out from the inner door of the kitchen. It was the cook Anna.

Anna was much braver than Harley. When she arrived in the kitchen and saw Rosen, she greeted him enthusiastically: "Handsome boy, how come you have time to come here today? Are you hungry? Come, sister has a meat pie here."

As she said that, she actually took out the meat pie from the pot next to the stove.

Although Rosen and Anna had only known each other for two days, he knew that this cook would not be polite to others. If she said she would give him a meat pie, she really gave it to him. He took the meat pie and thanked her: "Thank you, sister. I came to pass on a message to Mr. Linnae, and I happened to encounter this."

"Oh~" Anna suddenly realized, and she suddenly lowered her voice and said with a beaming face: "Guess who is in trouble?"

When Harley saw her like this, she pretended to be angry and said: "People are dead, and you are still laughing. Stop keeping us in suspense, tell me, what happened?"

Anna said: "Old John died."

Rosen was stunned: "That old John?"

Anna curled her lips: "Who else, the old pervert who was in the greenhouse with you."

"." Rosen didn't expect this to happen at all. He was just caught complaining and was whipped a few times, so how could someone die? Wasn't Earl Derek too cruel?

Rosen asked: "Was he beaten to death?"

Anna shook her head repeatedly: "No. According to the guard Drew, judging from the scene, it was most likely suicide. I heard that the old guy was whipped more than a dozen times by the steward for talking too much. Maybe he couldn't get his face down, and he banged his head against the wall."

Harry looked unconvinced: "How is it possible? Old John is thick-skinned. Even if his skin was beaten to pieces, he would never commit suicide. Someone must have hurt him!"

Rosen also didn't believe it. Although he had only known Old John for a short time, with Old John's lazy temper, if he would commit suicide because of a few whips, then the old sow could climb a tree.

Anna shook her head repeatedly and said vividly: "It's not just Drew who said that. In fact, the first person to find out that something was wrong was Lorna. Harley, do you remember that Lorna?"

Harley nodded: "Of course I remember, she was even more timid than me, skinny and small, and she was a maid who cleaned the third floor."

Anna looked mysterious: "She saw old John banging his head against the wall at the end of the corridor. At first, he banged it gently, crying while banging it, and then he banged it harder and harder, and he killed himself. You don't know, I went to see, old John's brains were banged out, white and creamy, tut tut tut, so miserable~"

Harley was so scared that she trembled all over, her teeth chattered: "Is it true? Old John is not like this usually. Could he be possessed by some evil spirit?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I won't go to the third floor. Whether he is possessed or not has nothing to do with us. But Lorna is miserable. She is responsible for cleaning the third floor and lives in a small compartment in the corner of the third floor. Once this happens, she will be in trouble." Anna laughed gloatingly, not taking Old John's life seriously at all.

Rosen had been listening beside him. After listening, he asked: "Besides Lorna, were there other people present at the time?"

Anna shook her head: "I don't know much about this. But I saw that Lorna was scared and her face was pale. Usually, no one goes to the third floor. She must have seen the whole process alone, right?"

Rosen asked again: "Since Lorna found out that Old John was wrong early, why didn't she stop him?"

"Who knows?" Anna sat down and drank a sip of water: "But if it were me, I wouldn't bother to meddle in other people's business. Who would have thought that Old John, the pervert, would be so upset that he would hit his head and break it?"

"That's true." Rosen nodded.

Seeing that Anna had said almost everything and that he could not get any more information by asking, he said, "I have something to do in the greenhouse, so I will go back first."

He turned and left the kitchen, but did not run around. Instead, he walked back to the glass greenhouse honestly.

It was not that he did not want to check the scene, but because the Blue Moon Mansion was under martial law recently, and servants were strictly prohibited from visiting other houses. Once caught, they would be whipped at the least, or kicked out of the mansion on the spot, without any mercy.

It is said that this was the idea proposed by the female magician Lilith.

Thinking of the female magician Lilith, Rosen looked back at the third floor of the mansion: "You should also be investigating the scene on the third floor now. I wonder if you can find out something."

Rosen guessed correctly. Lilith was indeed at the death scene. Earl Derek and the three captains of the guards in the mansion were also there. As for other idle people, except for the first witness, the maid Lorna, all others were driven away by Earl Derek.

Lilith was wearing a leather glove. She reached out and brushed the hair on the back of Old John's head. After a look, she said, "It wasn't suicide. Someone grabbed his head and banged it against the wall to death."

Lorna cried, "But I only saw Old John."

Earl Derek didn't believe it either, "It was late in the afternoon, and the sun was shining right in this area. It was so bright, wouldn't Lorna be dazzled?"

"Don't believe it?" Lily glanced at the earl.

The earl spread his hands.

"I'll prove it to you."

She took out a shiny blade from her waist bag and quickly scraped Old John's scalp a few times, scraping off several pieces of hair, revealing a few pieces of clean scalp. On this scalp, five purple spots were clearly visible. Looking closely at the shape of the spots, they were fingerprints, and the position corresponded to the gesture of a person with five fingers spread out.

Everyone present took a breath of cold air when they saw it.

There's another chapter tonight