Just as Samuel was about to ask something, the carriage stopped at the gate of the manor.
The night seemed to put a veil on the entire manor, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.
Holding Sa Sim's warm palm, Situ unconsciously deepened his strength.
She always felt that something bad would happen tonight.
[If you want me to say that the host is big, you are too sensitive]
It's not a big deal for the system to watch the excitement.
[You understand again?]
Si Tu squinted at the system that was still eating melons.
Sure enough, the next second, the servant's scream pierced through the entire manor, startling a flock of birds.
The leaves are rustling all around, and the cool breeze is blowing.
It added a bit of weirdness to the quiet manor in the night.
Si Tu's footsteps stopped, and his originally rosy face turned pale.
"Master, are you afraid?"
Samuel felt her nervousness, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the darkness twitched quietly.
It turned out that she also had times when she was afraid.
But the way she relied on him was really cute.
Looking down at her clutching his wrist tightly, the evil in Sasim's eyes became even worse.
"How, how is it possible."
The crows around kept calling, and the rough sound made Situ's skin crawl unconsciously.
The maid rushed out from the door, her white sarong was stained with blood.
"Miss Si Tu, madam, she, she..."
The dazzling bloodstain made Si Tu's pupils shrink suddenly, and he trotted into the hall.
As soon as he opened the door, Si Tu met a pair of deep blue eyes, staring straight at the door.
Blood dripped down the stairs, and Ella's blond hair was already stained red by blood.
And Bourne was holding Ella's body and crying bitterly, chanting prayers in his mouth.
Si Tu pulled him up and said angrily,
"What about the doctor, why hasn't he come yet? What's the use of praying now!"
"The God of Light has taken my beloved Ella away."
With empty eyes, Bourne covered his face and wept with the loss of a loved one.
If Si Tu didn't know his nature, he really thought he was showing his true feelings.
Ella's chest had stopped rising and falling, her face was abnormally pale, and her hands were hanging down feebly.
"what happened?!"
Si Tu forced himself to calm down, and called the maid on duty tonight.
"We were all preparing meals for Madam in the kitchen. We heard screams from the living room and ran over in a hurry, only to find Madam fell down the stairs."
The maid was trembling, pinching her palm so as not to stutter.
"What about father, where were you at that time?"
Situ turned his attention to Bourne.
"Stud Magritte! What do you mean, you suspect that I killed your mother, my favorite Ella?"
Bourne opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief, and yelled.
At this moment, the etiquette of nobles has long been abandoned by him to the God of Light.
Bourne, who lost his mind, had red eyes. Situ didn't intend to ask him, but instead asked the maid.
"The Earl was in the study at the time. I can be sure that I sent a pot of black tea to the study before Madam's accident."
The maid nodded firmly and looked directly at Si Tu to show that she was not lying.
But the more people want to prove something, the more guilty she is.
Si Tu raised his exquisite eyebrows, raised his chin slightly, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall.
"It's almost eleven o'clock, Father is so late and still has time to drink tea."
"Status Magritte!"
Bourne was frenzied again, like a mad beast.
Samuel stood in front of Situ in time, looking at the man in front of him warily.
"What are you yelling at? I didn't say anything. Dad is so excited, is he guilty?"
Si Tu patted Sam on the shoulder, indicating that he could get out of the way.
She has never been a person who is afraid of getting into trouble, and she will never be so timid as to hide behind other people's backs.
"How, how is it possible, how can I feel guilty!"
Bourne's sanity gradually came back, and he glanced around, looking very disturbed.
Without evidence, Si Tu naturally wouldn't startle the snake.
"It seems that my father was frightened."
Look, she helped him find the reason.
"That's right, it's really bad that misfortune has befallen me tonight."
Bourne drooped his shoulders, tears and blood mixed together, embarrassed and miserable.
"Then father, let's go to bed earlier, I'll take care of it here."
Can't bear to look at Ella's body, Si Tu is forcing himself to calm down all the time.
The maid helped Bourne to the room, and with the assistance of the servant, Situ took care of everything here.
After returning to my room, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night.
Sa Sim was about to turn on the light, but was stopped by Si Tu.
"Master looks calm."
A little girl less than eighteen years old, seeing such a tragic murder scene, was even calmer than he imagined.
"Did you notice anything when you passed the escalator just now?"
Sitting on the soft bed, Situ stared at Sam, wanting him to give her an answer.
"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
There was no sign of the escalator being loose at all, which meant that Ella didn't accidentally fall down at all.
"It was an impulsive murder."
Closing his eyes, Si Tu felt extremely heavy.
Ella has been with her for more than ten years. Although the relationship between the two is not as strong as that of a mother and daughter, it is also similar to that of a good friend.
"So what is the master going to do?"
Sasim half-kneeled in front of her, holding her cold hands, a pair of dark eyes restrained and glowing with excitement.
It would be great if the master could rely on him like this forever.
That was a thrilling, thrilling thing to do.
But Si Tu, who was immersed in his own thoughts, didn't realize that this seemingly harmless young man in front of him had dark and complicated thoughts about her in his heart.
“We all seem to forget about the personal…”
"It's Alice."
Sasim said the answer in Situ's heart.
The two are tacit, and in a certain respect, they are very compatible.
"Alice must have been resentful when she was kicked out of the party. She left an hour before us."
There is sufficient time and motivation for committing the crime.
Sasim lowered the corners of his eyes and pinched her fingertips, as if he couldn't play enough.
"If I remember correctly, Mrs. Ella's eyes were fixed on the door when she rolled down the stairs."
The cause of Ayla's death didn't take much interest in Sam.
But it was only because she occupied Si Tu's attention that he felt dissatisfied and wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible.
"So far, Alice hasn't shown up."
Si Tu sorted out his thoughts little by little, and didn't notice at all that a deacon would play with his master's fingers so recklessly.
Well, the master's fingers look sweet, I really want to take a bite.
Still, he liked her bewitching eyes the most.
Like a violet gem, he unconsciously wants to keep it for himself.
(end of this chapter)