Every time I play a real game, I want to kick the old attack

Coning looked at the three people indifferently.

"Yes, everything here shows that if the rabbi was really killed, the four of us are the most suspected."

"Others live in the banquet hall, and the four of us are the only ones who have the conditions to meet the rabbi alone."

When Coning said this, the three heir candidates immediately looked at each other again.

"This incident is too weird. I don't want to live here anymore. I want to live in the banquet hall too." Mike said a little unbearably. "And until the blizzard stops and the town notary comes over, I won't be playing any more games!"

Joyce and Li Gao immediately agreed.

"So are we!"

Ulysses glanced at Corning.

Corning felt that there must be some reason why Ulysses did not let other heir candidates out quickly despite such partiality.

This heir game, it seems, must be done.Otherwise there would be things beyond Ulysses' control.

"I'll do whatever you want..." Coning replied.

Ulysses continued.

"Since this is the case, I will temporarily close the deluxe room area. In this way, the space for everyone's activities will be smaller, and it will be convenient to take care of everyone's safety."

After it was decided, a group of people returned to the banquet hall.

Seeing that the heir candidates also came, everyone present became curious.

Mike provocatively told about the rabbi's disappearance, and specifically pointed out that the last person who was alone with the rabbi was Coning.

Everyone present looked at Coning playfully.

Coning also arrogantly taunted Mike again.

"Whatever you say about me, since you feel safe living together, that's a good thing. I won't live here anyway."

"What do you mean?" Mike couldn't hold back his previous gentle personality again. "You just want to kill other people secretly! You devil!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you all live in this banquet hall, you have already been isolated from me. How can I harm you silently." Coning turned and went out. "Goodbye, if you feel bored, you can pray that the snowstorm will stop soon!"

Ulysses glanced casually at everyone present and followed him out.

……

Seeing that haughty figure leave, whispers erupted in the banquet hall.

"Hey, what do you think of the heir favored by the housekeeper?" Dapeng asked Jiao Tai who was beside him openly.

"Pretty proud." Jiao Tai smiled. "I don't know if it's the same as us. If so, I'd like to get to know him."

"Your taste is quite unusual." Dapeng laughed loudly beside him.

Mike and the other three heirs were slightly separated from the original guests.Hearing that Dapeng and the others were still laughing, they couldn't help but look sideways several times.

……

After leaving the banquet hall, Coning followed Ulysses to his room.

As the actual manager of this hotel, although his room is not as respected as in the villa area, it is also very exquisite and comfortable.

Ulysses' room is at the bottom of the second floor in the general area.It is made by connecting three guest rooms, and the space is not small.

In addition to a master bedroom, there are guest bedrooms and a study.

Ulysses let Coning live in the master bedroom and went to the guest bedroom by himself.

Coning was a little worried that the other party would do some unnecessary things at night, but he was relieved to see such an arrangement.

Probably because the previous injury made Ulysses consume too much energy, and after he settled Coning, he went to rest first.

After waiting for a while, Coning confirmed that there was no movement in Ulysses' room, and immediately searched in the master bedroom.

There are a few pens and a spare monocle in the bedside table, nothing special.

Coning opened the closet again, and searched through the pockets of the almost identical tuxedo jackets, but found nothing.

In the end, he quietly sneaked into the other party's study and began to look through the documents on the table.

Compared with the workshop I saw before, there are much fewer books and documents here.Things are more private...

The notebook that Coning opened first turned out to be a diary.

The previous content was all work chores, nothing special was written...

But... It's strange that he is the steward of the Anderson family, but there is not much mention of Anderson in the diary.It seems that the previous owner of the hotel was a transparent person.

Coning thought so, and turned to the last page of the diary, which was the day he came to the hotel.

"From the first moment I saw him, I knew he was the one I was waiting for."

"I'm ready to give him everything."

"Will he take it? What will stop him?"

"If possible, I hope he can stay by my side forever..."

……

Seeing this passage, Coning felt anxious and numb.

He slammed the diary shut and began rummaging through the drawers.

Finally, he found a letter that seemed to come from the town.

[Dear Mr. Ulysses:

We sincerely hope that you will fulfill your responsibilities.We'll be there in due course for the biggest celebration in town.At that time, you will get what you want most.

Your faithful friend, Robertson. 】

The people in the town seem to have a close relationship with Ulysses. Although the letter has not been signed yet, Coning saw the newness of the letter and thought it should have been delivered recently.

What Ulysses wanted most?What will it be?

"What are you looking at?"

A voice suddenly appeared from behind Coning, he was startled, turned around and found that it was Ulysses in pajamas.

The other party looked at Coning with a gloomy expression... and the letter in his hand.

After the momentary embarrassment passed, Coning shook the letter in his hand generously.

"Who is Robertson?"

As expected, Ulysses did not pursue Coning's rummaging through his things, as if to him, Coning was the real master.

"It's the mayor of the natural town near the hotel."

"What are you talking about?"

Ulysses shook his head.

"Don't worry about it. I'll protect you, Master."

"I want to know, what happens after the heir is determined?" Corning asked.

"Some troubles." Ulysses said vaguely. "But don't worry, you'll be safe with me."

Coning saw that Ulysses would not speak directly, so he could only give up.

Maybe after the blizzard died down, he'd be able to see the townspeople before the heir match, and see what was going to happen.

Back in the master bedroom, Coning did not go to bed.The room was filled with the unique floral fragrance of Ulysses, and it was impossible for Corning to fall asleep on the bed with a stronger fragrance.

He lay down on the sofa in the room all night.

It was dawn again, and as soon as Coning sat up, he saw Ulysses coming in with a cart of breakfast and toiletries.

After a night's rest, Ulysses has returned to his previous meticulous temperament, with a monocle and tuxedo, and there are quite a few of them.

Seeing that Coning was not sleeping on the bed, his expression was the same.

"Please use it, master."

After Koning finished washing, he opened the breakfast.The staple food in the breakfast is still freshly baked bread and fragrant cheese.Two oily sausages were not in yesterday's recipe.

Corning wiped his hands with a towel, but did not touch the knife and fork.Instead, he asked casually.

"Your cooks and servers are very nice, are they all local?"

"Yes." Ulysses didn't deny it.

"Cut some sausages for me." Coning pointed to the two sausages.

Ulysses did not refuse, and neatly took a knife and fork to help Coning cut two slices, and then placed them on the bread.

Coning pointed to the remaining sausage and said.

"continue."

Ulysses could only pick up the sausage again, and sliced ​​it off one by one.

When the last part was cut, the plate dinged.

A yellowish-black tooth fell in the middle of a beautiful gilt plate.

It's a molar.

Corning didn't touch it, just looked at Ulysses.

"what is this?"

Ulysses threw the plate into the trash can as usual.

"Sorry, the food is not clean, I will punish them."

Coning glanced at him, casually grabbed a piece of bread in the basket, took a bite, and walked out the door.

"Go and see the other guests."

……

The guests in the banquet hall were also greeted with breakfast.

Because of the foot ban, everyone's breakfast is also delivered by the waiter.

Because of the large number of people, all the meals were placed on the buffet table in the original banquet hall, and the food was also served on the buffet tray, which can be taken by the guests.

In shiny metal vessels were golden bread, vats of milk, assorted pickles, fried bacon, and a huge string of sausages.There's even a giant roast turkey.

The rich food visually makes people's index finger move.

Dapeng stretched his waist, didn't wash up, and went directly to the dining table to eat.

"Yi Lai stretches out his hands and eats to open his mouth. How many days can we live in such a carefree life?"

Although from a normal person's point of view, being confined in a banquet hall is not much enjoyment, but if you compare the various haunted houses and the wilderness life without meals in the previous game, this place is indeed a paradise.

Bai Lianhua compared it in her heart, and secretly agreed with Dapeng's words.But she didn't touch those meaty meat dishes that were tempting and oily.

After all, she also suffered deep psychological trauma in the game of the invisible god.

Just as everyone was feasting, an unexpected figure suddenly appeared at the door.

Seeing that Coning was wearing bright clothes and followed Ulysses step by step, Mike thought of the situation where he slept on the floor last night, and suddenly felt sour and ironic.

"What's the matter? Has our young master come to experience the suffering of the people?"

"That's not true, I don't want to live here at all." Coning saw that Mike had a sausage stuck in his hand, so he deliberately elongated his tone. "I just wanted to tell you that I seem to know where the missing rabbi went?"

"Really? Where is it?" Jiao Tairao asked with interest.

Seeing Mike take a bite angrily, Coning continued.

"I think I saw human teeth in my breakfast sausage..."