Many guests at the banquet had not heard of the theft, nor had they notified the police. The idiot Viscount Andre hid in the room and rummaged through the boxes nervously, never stopping. The servants thought he was crazy.As the person who suffered the most from the theft, Catherine, a girl who looked no different from other Miss Jiao, took responsibility for it.

She asked everyone involved in the theft to be invited to the study on the second floor of the villa, and decided to find out the thief.It took only half an hour from the loss of the diamond ring to its discovery. From the beginning to the present, no one left the banquet where the diamond ring appeared at the wedding banquet. When the diamond ring was found missing, the entrance and exit of the villa were immediately closed. Probably not out of the villa yet.

Eight people were successively invited to the large study room, including four people who were invited by Andre to see the diamond ring: Philip, Count Sauron and his wife, and me.

After Catherine asked clearly about the cause and effect, the suspicion of Philip and Sauron was quickly ruled out. After they went downstairs, they were surrounded by countless chatters. They had no time to leave the hall and ran to the second floor to steal the ring.

The servants in the corridor and at the door were quite sure that the few people who were invited by Viscount Andre to admire the pink diamond ring before and after the loss of the ring never appeared on the second floor.

"About appreciating the diamond ring, there is an accident worth mentioning. At that time, a water pipe burst in the garden. The Viscount put away the black velvet box and stood by the window to ask the gardener, Mr. and Mrs. Sauron, And Miss Geary and I took our leave almost at the same time." Philip had a polite face, but I was still sensitive to discover that he would put the back of his hand to his lips to cover his playful smile from time to time.

"The water pipe burst?" Catherine told the housekeeper, "Go and fetch the gardener."

Just as Catherine was striding calmly and walking up and down the floor, Philip walked to the window and cast his eyes outside the window.

The dead silence in the study forms an unsettling contrast to the hustle and bustle downstairs outside the window. The theft of the engagement diamond ring may mean that the planned engagement surprise will be ruined. If the news leaks, the relationship between Nemours and the Duran family Marriage will also be questioned a lot.

Just as the room fell into a chilling silence, a hearty laugh came from the door, and a person wearing silk gloves pushed open the concealed walnut door.

"Oh, Catherine, are you here? I finally found you..." The girl in a cream-yellow slim dress came out with a smile, holding a small and exquisite pink-edged folding fan in her palm, but then she noticed The weird atmosphere in the study was because everyone was looking at her with silent and serious eyes, "Did I disturb something?"

Catherine stepped forward, closed the door, took her hand, and joined us.

"Kross, I lost my engagement ring."

"Oh my god, that's impossible!" Cross cleverly concealed her surprised cherry mouth with a folding fan, and pinched Catherine's fingers nervously, "Who did such a despicable thing?"

"We're still trying to find it. It hasn't been long since the theft happened, so the diamond ring should still be in the house." The stiff smile on Catherine's face made others understand the weakness and paleness of these words in an instant. "I called everyone who has seen this ring, hoping to find more clues."

The folding fan in Cross's hand swung open and flapped rapidly. The two strands of hair hanging down her breasts were moved by the wind, and suddenly the bones of the fan snapped together.

"I seem to know you!"

She stared at me rather unfriendly.

Well, I was still recognized, I silently turned my face from the side, and said hello awkwardly, "Hello, miss."

"Catherine, I think I found the thief for you." Cross' eyes became sharp instantly, and she shot me fiercely from top to bottom.

It’s really a narrow road to enemies, and I actually met a noble lady who had a relationship or an enemy at Madam Zhenfo’s clothing store here, and I happened to be wearing an apple-blossom dress that was almost the same as that day.

Kloss bit her lip and looked between Philip and me a few times.

"Cross, don't be self-willed, this matter is not as simple as you imagined?" Philip seems to have an unusual relationship with Kross, his behavior is almost the most bewildered I have ever seen, he stepped forward, as if wanting to leave Klose stopped her from saying those words.

"Oh, Philip, will you be confused and judged by a woman? The people in this room are all decent people with status. Who would do such a despicable thing? Gentlemen and ladies, I think this room There's an inferior person in the house."

Although Cross didn't directly name me, but... everyone in the room except Philip stared at me with strange eyes, as if the wolf fur on my body had been torn off, revealing Belonging to the body of the lamb.

Just as Philip frowned, thinking about his justification, unexpectedly, Catherine took the first step. Her face was pale but her gaze was firm.

"Cross, I firmly believe that it has nothing to do with Miss Geary. When I weaved the wreath in the greenhouse, she was by my side. I can be Miss Geary's witness."

When the suspicion was ruled out, I found that my long nails had been snapped off and scratched the skin on my palm.

"Catherine, Cross, that pink diamond ring is too obvious. If we report the case to the police station and issue a big reward, that ring will be very difficult to sell in Paris. I promise to use [-]% of my energy to find it. whereabouts." Philip moved his heels together and gave a solemn knightly salute.

It was as if the breath of a huge marine animal had enveloped the entire city, and the fog on a certain day in a hot month was actually comparable to a foggy moon. Countless soot and dust gathered in the sky, and the smog covered the sunset, which seemed to reflect what happened to me.

For the other nobles, this was just a banquet that ended without a problem and had no fun; for me, it was almost thrown into the prison in the police department, which was comparable to hell on earth.

Philip seemed troubled by this, his brows were furrowed tightly, and even the muscles of his face were like tight steel strings. Along the way, he trimmed three or four cigars with cigar clippers, without lighting a single one.

When the carriage passed the Rue de Rivoli, I suddenly remembered what Eric had said, if there is something urgent, go to the Persian, Daloga.

"Stop." I quickly tapped on the wall of the car to signal the driver to stop.

"What happened?" Philip looked at me in confusion.

"I want to find a friend."

"Friend? Here?" He glanced out the window.In fact, this street is really nothing to see. The monotonous and simple stone-gray houses are the settlements of the middle class. The only green space is the public garden across the street.

"Yes, it's a very important thing." I took the initiative to push open the car door, not wanting him to have any chance to stop me.

I dragged my cumbersome skirt and walked to No. 34 Rue de Rivoli.

This is a small apartment, cramped and monotonous, and the decoration at the door is tattered and unrenovated. I can't help but suspect that if this Daloja is really Eric's benefactor and friend, he is too harsh on his friends.

I knocked on the door for a long time before a dark face appeared from behind the door.

In such a gloomy weather, knocking on such a gloomy door, I feel my ankles are constantly shaking.But in the end, my trust in Eric made me swallow my saliva and say the first sentence, "Excuse me, is Daloja there?"

"Come in, miss." The young black servant replied with a hoarse voice.

Led by the black servant, I stepped up the creaking stairs, looked around at the shabby and moldy wallpaper, and finally came to a simple reception room.

"Please wait here." He

I tried to convince myself to sit on the dirty flannel sofa, but finally decided to walk around the drawing room.

This reception room can be regarded as one of the most humble rooms I have lived in. The last time I felt uncomfortable was in Julian’s dilapidated apartment, but it was not so dirty there, and the sheets were clean. Lack of a housekeeper.

I looked at everything in the room following the residual light revealed by the low windows.

Those simple and dilapidated furniture have no appreciation value, but at the same time, I found a yellow crystal bottle, which was so out of tune with the surrounding environment that it was found on the high table in the corner at a glance.

Curiosity drove me to go over and pick it up to admire.

This bottle looks a bit like a perfume bottle that noble ladies often spray, but the mouth of the bottle is made of a rubber dropper like a chemical liquid bottle, and it contains a rather brown-red liquid, which seems to exude a faint fragrance. I can't bear it. Unscrewed the cap unscrewed, put his nose into the mouth of the bottle and sniffed lightly.

Disappointed, its smell is not much different from those kitsch perfume shops on the Exchange Bridge in Paris.

I put the bottle back on the table and turned to go back near the sofa, but a sudden bout of dizziness scrambled the humble scene in front of me more messy than mashed potatoes mixed with potato skins.

It was as if the adult Alice had returned to her dreamland. The familiar sound of running water and the icy breath made me not fully awake, and I couldn't help but bend the corners of my lips.

I came to the underworld again, in the kingdom of darkness and splendor, in Eric's world.

When my sense of hearing gradually recovered, I heard the tinkling piano sound, as if someone was playing it with genius-like enthusiasm and passion, venting madness that cannot be tolerated in the world.

It's really the most absurd and maddening piece a lunatic can play.

The sound of the piano stagnated, as if its player was furious because of a dissonant note, the paper was torn, the quill and ink bottle were overturned, and the gold plate was smashed on the piano keys, making a long and piercing cry.

I got up from the soft Persian blanket, rubbed my eyes and walked over to Eric.

"Hey, my king, if your subjects can't play the music you want, will you follow the example of Roman Emperor Nero and chop off ten thousand heads?"

Eric looked up from his palms and stared at me with manic and terrified eyes.

I sat on the piano bench and tried to imitate Eric's fingering on the piece he had just interrupted.

"Mi, come, send, send...Is that so?"

The author has something to say: God E has appeared, the next chapter and the next chapter will be God E_(:3J∠)_

Thank you Yayajun for the landmines

Thank you Ai Pa Jun for the mines

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