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Tan nodded noncommittally.

So how dare he say he wasn't 'offending' me?It really doesn't make sense.

"So, who is the murderer?" I asked.

He shook his head and said, "Please wait a little longer, we will see the answer tonight."

I can only respond in silence to the detective's deliberate trickery.

When I walked out of the detective's room and closed the door, my head was still a mess. I don't know if I was angry with him or what, and I couldn't even think freely.

For the next time, I stayed in my room, lying on the bed, thinking about nothing, in fact, I dared not think about anything.

When the time was close to six o'clock in the afternoon, I walked out of the room and walked to the restaurant.

At this time, everyone had already sat down in the restaurant. When they saw me, they surprisingly didn't say a word. They just glanced at me in some surprise, and then all looked away.

I said hello and sat on the seat. Before I could sit still, the detective stood up, straightened his black coat, raised his head and said, "Since everyone is here, please let me be Ellie." Let's make a rough reasoning about Eze's murder."

Upon hearing these words, Daniel suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Zebulun in a daze.

"You mean...you already know who the killer is?" Uhtred asked.

The detective nodded: "That's right."

The detective got out of his seat, went to the window and drew back the white curtains.

"Let's say tonight is the night Eliezer was killed, and it rained heavily after dinner. Is that right?" asked the detective politely.

I nodded with everyone.

"Due to the heavy rain, we didn't go out, and Daniel suggested that we go to the card room to play cards. At that time, I, Daniel, Alexis, Uhtred, and Ellie Ezer, Benny Te didn't go, as far as I know, they went back to their room to rest, right?"

Everyone continued to nod, he was right.

"Next, the four of us went straight to the card room. We played mahjong first, and Uhtred went to the toilet on the way. It was about midnight. The rest of us went to play because we couldn't make up the number of people. It's billiards, right?"

The crowd nodded.

"Uhtred, are you sure you're using the bathroom in your room?" the detective asked.

"Yes, I'm sure." Uhtred seemed a little surprised, but he answered quickly.

The detective nodded, with a smile on his face, accompanied by an incomprehensible weirdness.

"From the card room to Uhtred's room, where do you pass?" the detective asked again, but he couldn't wait for an answer, so he went on in his own words, "the kitchen, the door, and then the guest room, yes. ?"

I thought about it and nodded.But still didn't understand what he was going to say.

"You haven't encountered... I mean, anything strange along the way?"

Uhtred frowned, "Strange thing?...I think, maybe not."

"Really?" The detective raised his eyebrows and refused to comment. "When you passed by the kitchen, was there no one there?"

Uhtred's frown deepened: "People? Who? I haven't seen anyone."

"So, when you pass by the gate, is the gate tightly closed?"

"...I didn't pay attention to this." Uhtred shook his head as if surrendering.

"That's right." Detective Fu nodded again, "At that time, you were in a hurry to go to the bathroom, so how could you notice this?"

"Let me ask another question. When you went to the bathroom, were the lights in the hallway on?"

Uhtred looked like he was thinking hard again, and after a while he said, "I think it should be on, otherwise I won't be able to see the road clearly."

The detective finally stopped questioning Uhtred, and I think he must have had a lot of trouble when he was asked these questions.

"Alexis, can you tell everyone what you think?" The detective suddenly targeted me.

I was still thinking about Utred's question, and I was taken aback by the sudden roll call, and it took me a while to react.

"This..." But, the Bennett is here, wouldn't it be impolite for me to say he is a murderer?

"Don't be afraid, tell your reasoning, I'm not asking you to tell who the murderer is." The detective reassured me.

It occurred to me that my reasoning had been refuted by the detective.

So I cleared my throat and spoke my mind.

Bennett didn't react too much, he didn't even look up at me, maybe this is normal, maybe in his eyes, I'm just an irrelevant passer-by in his life.

"The word on page 995 of the Oxford Dictionary is the key to your reasoning, isn't it?" asked the detective.

I nodded. In fact, this is the only piece of evidence I have so far.

"So, what 995 means is the identity of the murderer?"

The detective took out an Oxford dictionary from nowhere, he opened one of them, and showed it to everyone: "This is Ellie Ezer's Oxford dictionary, and it is also the one she memorized last time, page 995 does contain' housemate' the word.

"Eliza's 'housemate' includes Daniel, Bennett, and the parents of the two brothers, but Daniel can be described as a 'lover'. The parents of the two brothers have sufficient alibi, and the only remaining target , is indeed Bennett.

"But Bennett is not the murderer." The detective said his conclusion.

"Who is the murderer?" Daniel asked urgently.

"I'm sorry that Alexis missed an obvious word, it's also on the same page, but maybe it's just how human beings are, with something in their minds, destined to be blinded by the illusion of unreality Correct result. Alexis, you don't see the word 'housekeeper,' do you?"

He holds the dictionary up and I see the word "housekeeper" easily.I felt as if a thunderbolt was chopping down from the sky.

For the first time, I felt ashamed of my stupidity.

"The murderer is the housekeeper of this house—Yves Darcy."

All eyes fell on the butler in a black tuxedo suit leaning against the wall.

He seemed surprised, and stood up straight: "Why do you say that...?"

Daniel jumped up from his seat in an instant. He rushed to the butler with a ferocious expression on his face. I quickly hugged his waist and arms.

He was struggling so hard I could barely catch him.

"Calm down—Daniel!" I yelled.

But Daniel only roared like a wild animal. I knew that he wanted to tear this "murderer" apart.

After all, the butler is old, so he can still keep calm: "Mr. Zebulon, I respect you, but how can you say that I am a murderer? I have no grievances with Miss Eliezer. Why did you kill her?"

"Of course you have a reason to kill her, but this seems to be your decision alone."

"how you said that?"

At this point, Bennett, who had been sitting silently on his seat, suddenly stood up. He walked up to me and pulled Daniel out of my arms, but Daniel didn't calm down. He seemed to be about to Crazy, desperately trying to rush to the housekeeper.

Bennett raised his hand and slapped Daniel neatly, and the latter stopped his movements all of a sudden, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Don't make a fool of yourself." Bennett's hoarse voice gave off an unprecedented sense of majesty.

The detective ignored the unexpected situation here, and continued: "You said, you went out to find the cat that night, right?"

"That's right, I think I've explained the ins and outs of all this in detail." The butler had no expression on his face, and he was even a little confident.

"Because this is where rich people live, the mountains are wild, and the houses are not densely populated. In addition, there is no surveillance camera installed in Daniel's house, so there is no way to prove your whereabouts, so it is impossible for me to know whether you really went out to find the cat. .

"When Shirley jumped out, what time was it?"

"... Well, I didn't look at the watch. Of course, I couldn't know it so carefully. I was also very anxious at the time, and it was impossible to check the time in time."

"Really? Then, which room Shirley probably jumped out of?"

"It was in the piano room on the second floor. At that time, I had almost closed all the windows."

"If I'm not mistaken, the windows on the second floor are at least six or seven meters away from the outdoor ground?"

"That's right, the original design was for the windows to be seven meters high." Daniel replied who had calmed down.

The detective smiled: "The cat fell from such a high place, didn't it hurt at all? Besides, I observed the terrain around the villa this afternoon. Except for the trees, the ground was full of sharp branches. Couldn't the cat Will it hurt?"

"This……"

"Let's not talk about so many theories, Daniel, could you please bring Shirley over from the kitchen? By the way, I also placed a bag next to the cage where Shirley was placed. Please also bring that bag here."

Daniel hesitated for a few seconds, nodded, stood up and walked into the kitchen. Not long after, he held Shirley in his arms and walked out with a bag on his arm.

The detective took the white cat into his arms and said, "Please put the bag on the table, thank you."

At this time, the butler's face was a little ugly.

"It's a good thing the cat is white, and I'm sorry if I took the liberty