In the corridor outside the utility room of La Valledi Castle, dozens of servants stand in a row, most of them are maids, they are at the best age of their lives, with slender figures, beautiful faces, smooth and elastic skin, Coupled with a respectful attitude and exquisite dress, it is extremely pleasing to the eye.
"The old baron's life style is really extravagant..." Roy's eyes slowly swept across the group of Yingyingyanyan, and he thought to himself, "You are already old, and you still have so many maids, can you bear it?"
Recovering his thoughts, the witcher shook his head. The group of servants in the observation field were all genuine ordinary people, without the slightest magic power or special skills, and their physical fitness was at most the level of normal adults.
Facing the scrutiny of the two witchers, they were silent and did not dare to breathe.
Could it be the servant who hurt Arian and took his jewelry
More likely, it was a misleading method by the real culprit.
Roy thought so, his eyes shifted among the servants,
"Everyone, Ms. Sylvia has informed you about the specific situation. As long as you cooperate honestly and answer our questions, it won't take much time..."
The leader Sylvia said solemnly, "It is a matter of life and death for Master Aryan. I hope everyone will cooperate with the two masters... If anyone dares to hide or lie... Everyone knows the rules of the castle!"
Sylvia's voice was loud and her soft face was firm, "Adele, you come first..."
"Okay, okay, Sister Sylvia," a fair and thin girl stood up from the crowd and followed the two witchers into the utility room by the corridor.
"Bang—" The wooden door was locked, the servants were all shaken, and the corridor was quieter, and needles could be heard.
"Adele... You were arranged to serve the guests at the dinner party that day?" The two witchers crossed their arms and stood side by side, staring at the skinny girl in the opposite corner with her back slightly hunched.
The other party was like a frightened beast, "Guru", swallowing hard, "Two masters... I was in charge of taking care of Lord Elvis that night,"
"Elvis, the general spice agent of the baroniality," Roy took out the guest list again and looked at it carefully, "You have been with Elvis?"
Adele's small brows furrowed, and she made an expression of thinking hard, "Two masters, because the master ordered everyone to stay with the guests, Adele... Adele is definitely not lazy!"
"Very good!" The two witchers looked at each other with a slight smile on their faces, "Then do you remember, did Lord Elvis leave the banquet hall in the middle of that night, at 8:50... to 9 During twenty o'clock?"
The little girl's face was dazed after hearing this, and she obviously didn't remember the exact time.
"That said, the time between the acrobatic troupe's performance and the time when Master Arian's accident occurred, about half an hour."
Only then did Adele pat her small chest and let out a sigh of relief, "Two masters, I can guarantee that Lord Elvis has been staying in the banquet hall and never went out!"
"Think again, little girl," Leto said. "What we need is the truth... You're sure Elvis didn't sneak out halfway through—while you weren't looking, five minutes, or less."
Adele was stunned for a moment at the stiff and stiff face of the bald man, and then said, "Two masters, please believe Adele, because at that time... there was also a Vivaldi Bank president in the banquet hall, Auston. , he and Lord Elvis have been talking about a business, and the chat is hot from beginning to end, Adeline can testify that she is in charge of taking care of Lord Auston."
"Is that so..." The two witchers exchanged glances, and asked some irrelevant questions that made Adele puzzled, "Okay, little girl, it's none of your business, go out and take Adeline Just call in."
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The witcher's inquiries proceeded in an orderly manner, and an hour later, the two asked eighteen maids, and the answers were the same—the guests had never left the banquet hall.
Just half an hour is the time for a few glasses of wine, and the guests that night, a group of members of the upper class, are also considered to have similar smells. What kind of women, business, power transfer, and the changes near the Amer Mountains, they are different from each other. It's a lot of fun to talk about this topic, how can I go out
This point, many maids and companions can corroborate each other, so that the witcher has no doubts.
Occasionally, a few servants were too nervous, and the witcher directly used the Axifa seal to torture him. Anyway, there was a door, and outsiders didn't know the specific situation inside.
It is a pity that after the torture, it turned out that the maids were only emotionally disturbed due to their poor psychological endurance, and did not provide valuable clues to the witcher.
until the nineteenth.
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"Beatty...two masters...I'm Beatty..." A plump maid with long brown hair and a few small freckles on both sides of her nose walked into the utility room.
She was probably in her thirties, looking more mature and graceful than most maids.
"What was the name of the guest you were in charge of at the time?"
"Testave..." Beatty replied cautiously, looking at the two witchers, "a guest from Vizima."
Roy's voice rose, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "This is a real 'big man'!"
The maid said in agreement, "To be honest with the two masters, the master wanted to accompany him in person, but Lord Testaf doesn't seem to like too much attention and formality, so the master asked me to accompany him..." Beatty's glamorous face was slightly smug, and she muttered to herself, "Perhaps the master thinks Beatty is the most sensible, so he will let me serve this most honorable guest..."
"Ms Beatty, did you stay by Lord Testave's side from beginning to end during the banquet?"
The maid tucked her hair together and said in deep thought, "I remember that this lord spent the first half of the time in the banquet hall enjoying the performance of the acrobatic troupe, and drank several glasses of red wine."
"Did he chat with anyone?" the witcher asked.
A look of surprise flashed across the maid's pretty face, "Master, it's true that you said that, this lord seems to have been chatting with the master for a while, probably not familiar with the guests that night? After all, he is the only Vizima. people."
Roy's heart moved, and he continued to ask, "Is he still staying in the banquet hall after watching the performance of the acrobatic troupe?"
"No, Lord Testave drank a lot of wine, and the wine got stronger, and I felt a little stuffy," said the maid. "He said he wanted to go out and get some air."
The witcher breathed a sigh of relief, and finally heard a different answer, "Where did he go to breathe? You didn't follow?"
"Two masters, we can't walk for two minutes by the banquet hall. Before we reach our dormitory, it is an open-air garden... Mr. Teststaff must have gone to the garden to breathe." Beatty said, smiling bitterly, "The master explained , let me take good care of this lord, and I must not go against any of his intentions. He wants to be alone. How dare Beatty follow him to be annoying, so I wait in the banquet hall. "
The witcher was silent for a moment, and an immature thought came into his mind, "Do you remember how long Testave was gone?"
"A quarter of an hour?" The maid looked uncertain, "Sorry for the two masters, I only remember that not long after he returned to the banquet hall, the young master-"
The maid's voice stopped abruptly, she covered her red lips, her eyes widened, fear flashed on her face, and after a while, she hesitated to say, "Two masters, do you suspect—"
Beatty's beautiful blue eyes suddenly reflected a triangular seal, and her whole body froze, her body tensed up like a marionette, and then the devil's bewitching whispers sounded in her ears.
It's as fleeting as a second and as long as a whole day.
When the maid recovered, she looked blank, "Sorry, two masters, I lost my mind. Where did I just say?"
"Lord Baron asked you to take care of Lord Testave, because you are the most considerate and sensible despite your age," the witcher grinned at her, "Ms Beatty, we understand almost the same, you can leave now Room, let the next person in in five minutes."
"Oh." The maid's expression was slightly surprised, she didn't seem to say a few words, why did it end, but after the witcher ordered it, she couldn't wait any longer.
"Remember, we need to sort out the clues, and in five minutes, let the next one in."
"Okay, Master... crunch-"
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"The timing of Testave's departure is too coincidental... It is very suspicious," Leto noticed the look of his companion, "But kid, you know this guy, right? Sylvia just handed you the list, you talk about it. When I got to this guy, the tone was very strange, and the performance just now was even more-"
"I haven't figured it out yet? Leto... Don't be blocked by the muscles all over your body." Roy looked at the threatening eyes of the big man and smiled shyly, "Okay, you also know Testave, I and Oaks not long ago. Brother has also met him once, if you don't believe it, you can read the name upside down."
"Fortast?"
"Read it a few more times."
"Fortaste...Fortaste...F-" The big man suddenly looked shocked, then lowered his head and said nothing.
"Think about it, that person, that name." Roy looked at the wall in a trance, and his tone became solemn, "The garden is only a few steps away from the maid's residence, and the best place to practice Gwent magic is also The garden. So it's entirely possible that the killer moved the victim from the garden to the maid's quarters, which happen to be unguarded...his suspicion is beyond doubt."
"But we have neither conclusive evidence, nor did we find out his motives or method of committing the crime. The most important point is that his identity is extremely sensitive, and we must be cautious and not reveal any investigative information to the outside world."
"Then we have to go to the garden after asking." Lesso leaned against the wall and sighed, feeling complicated and troubled for a while, and this trouble could not be solved casually with violence. "It's time to meet the unconscious boy."