On the sofa in the living room, the maid who had just been taken out was huddled in the corner with a frightened look on her face, muttering in a low voice.
After Xu Shuo finished eating, he looked at her, got up and walked over.
"Are you okay?" he asked concernedly.
"Ah!" The maid seemed to be frightened. She looked up and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was not the housekeeper. Then her face fell down again and she sobbed in grievance.
Xu Shuo sat down next to her and said warmly: "I just saw a bit of noise over there. Could it be that the housekeeper thought you were the murderer of your husband?"
The maid's room was sealed, and she could only stay outside and wait for the investigation. When she heard this, she quickly shook her head: "I didn't! I'm not! That thing is not mine at all!"
Xu Shuo asked in confusion: "What?"
"I, I don't know..." the maid whispered: "They found suspicious items in my room, but they were not mine at all. I really don't know how they got there. I didn't kill anyone."
Sir, I..."
"Okay, calm down, I don't doubt you." Xu Shuo comforted her helplessly.
The maid pursed her lips, lowered her head and wrung her fingers uneasily. She glanced in the direction of the courtyard from time to time, fearing that the detective would come directly to identify her as the murderer after completing the investigation.
There was physical evidence present, and the maid who encountered this kind of thing for the first time had no idea what to do. She was the one who brought the bowl to the husband, and she was the one who had suspicious items around her.
If she hadn't really done it, I might have doubted herself.
It's a pity that there are no cameras in the manor, otherwise she would be so nervous.
Xu Shuo comforted her and said, "You don't have to worry so much. I've heard about Detective Gu. He has great investigative skills and will definitely clear your name."
The maid nodded gratefully.
Suddenly, I heard the young man say again: "Speaking of which, the murder of my husband this time seems to be related to the death of my wife three years ago. I came late and have never heard of that incident. Do you know something? Maybe it will help if you tell me.
It will be helpful in investigating the case.”
The maid's expression changed slightly from the beginning, but then she hesitated slightly. She looked around, and only when she saw no one there did she whisper: "Chef Zhang, have you heard about the rumors here?"
The maid approached him and whispered: "I heard that Mrs. Guo's ghost has been wandering in this manor. I have heard that this mountain is unknown before. Many people who have disappeared here have lingering grievances and have been wandering in the mountain.
, Madam is driven crazy by them.”
"Wow, that sounds so scary." Xu Shuo read.
"..." The maid looked at him with a look of disbelief and couldn't help but added: "It's true. I heard the gardener say before that he also saw the lady's ghost coming back because he blamed the husband for taking away the roses."
The flowers are all ruined."
At this point, the maid showed hesitation on her face, but she continued: "I heard that roses appeared on Mr.'s body after he died? So I suspect that this time Mr. was given by Madam..."
She made a clicking motion on her neck, and then swallowed in fear.
Xu Shuo couldn't help but smile and said comfortingly: "There are no ghosts in the world. It may be that the murderer wanted to create this scene. It's not necessarily that you have been fine here for three years."
"The gardener has been here longer than me, so I think he is already neurotic, especially since he has been acting weird every morning lately." The maid hugged herself in fear.
"When the manor was changed three years ago, didn't the gardener leave?" Xu Shuo asked again.
"No, he was already here when I came, and he has a gloomy face every day, just like the housekeeper here." The maid lowered her voice again and whispered: "You haven't been here long, so you don't feel it.
In fact, two years ago, the husband and the housekeeper were very scary, and no one was allowed to enter the backyard at all. I suspect there are some secrets hidden in this manor, maybe it's just like those rumors..."
"Hey, if I hadn't been lured into signing a long-term job by the salary, I might have run away long ago." She finally muttered in a low voice.
"That's really hard on you."
Xu Shuo comforted her in an unclear way.
Behind the sofa where they were sitting, the photographer who came in at some unknown time listened for a long time. He originally wanted to come over and question the maid for a few words, but unexpectedly he saw the two top suspects sitting together and talking about something.
The photographer now has two candidates in mind, the person who knows the secrets of the manor, one is Mr. Guo who suffers from depression, and the other is the gardener.
As for the housekeeper, he never considered that the other party would reveal the truth to him.
Young Master Guo will be depressed because of past events. It can be seen that he may have some grudges in his heart. Maybe he can get the news through guidance, but it will not be easy to feel.
Finally, the photographer thought for a moment and turned around to find the timid gardener.
Until now, he has not completed either of his two main tasks. Although the truth will probably be revealed when the police arrive, the photographer does not intend to sit still and wait for death.
After the photographer left, Zhan Qian, who had gone nowhere just now, walked in from the villa door, still playing with the cross necklace in her hand.
Her shoes were stained with some mud, so she just called the maid to get her a new pair of shoes. Then she walked to the living room and looked at the young man sitting on the sofa with some curiosity.
"You're not really planning on waiting here to win, are you?" Zhan Qian came over and said.
"I think you seem confident. Did Miss Zhan find any reliable clues?" Xu Shuo looked at her and said with a smile.
Zhan Qian sat down on the sofa, folded her legs elegantly, and said calmly: "Three years ago, Mrs. Guo committed suicide. Three years later, someone used Mrs. Guo's identity to avenge her."
Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows.
Then, Zhan Qian smiled elegantly: "That sounds like it."
"So, it turns out that's not the case?" Xu Shuo held his chin and looked at her with interest: "Can you restore the story of this script?"
"Three years ago, there was a large-scale disappearance in this mountain. Eight girls disappeared one after another in one year. The police could not find any clues no matter how hard they searched." Zhan Qian looked at him and said leisurely: "After Mrs. Guo knew about it, she suddenly
He went crazy for no reason, and committed suicide in the backyard within two or three days, dying among the rose bushes."
"Mr. Guo loved his wife so much that he buried her at the back and planted roses on the tomb."
"But three years later, in the summer of August, I sent Mr. Guo a rose every night and left a letter demanding his life. Then I finally killed Mr. Guo last night."
Zhan Qian pretended to be mysterious and smiled: "Does it sound a lot like revenge for Mrs. Guo? But it's strange. What does Mrs. Guo's suicide three years ago have to do with the missing girls? What does it have to do with Mrs. Guo?
What does it matter, sir?"
Xu Shuo also smiled gently: "Miss Zhan still likes to show off herself first, as always, but do you know that many villains die because they talk too much nonsense."
Zhan Qian: "..."
Her face stiffened for a moment, she sat silently farther away from the man, and then smiled elegantly.