Being cheated? Who is cheated, and what are you cheated?

"Things are not as simple as Becky said, let's summarize the clues."

"Villet?"

"There are still maids cleaning every day in this room. At least at this moment, it is definitely not the way Carlent was missing at that time. The flawless desktop and neatly arranged objects were trying to hide something. Even the missing eldest son might be using this room." Violet began to look for some possible clues to the secret doors around.

"But, hasn't Baron Tyron reported the disappearance to the Public Security Bureau? Why did he use his beloved son to direct this farce?"

"The relationship between father and son is not necessarily very good." Relf pointed to the blank photo frame on the wall, "Did you see that? The father and son both have the habit of posing for themselves in their rooms. On the baron, there is only a portrait of the eldest son, and here there, there is just a vacant one."

"His strange sitting posture, he sat towards the painting, like a worrying performance for his offspring."

"And his greetings, he ignored his eldest son, but instead focused on the appearance of a sheriff's female inspector."

"What an interesting nobleman."

"A performance of a father-son relationship is deep, but the so-called missing son needs to be answered by the butler. I am very curious about the motivation for such behavior."

Relf moved his wrists and his gaze turned to Violet.

"Villet, maybe we could have pried out more from the Baron's mouth."

"Is that?" Violet stopped checking, and she returned to Relf, ​​smiling and looking down at him.

"Do you think I should use my strengths to stay with the hypocritical Baron who is fifty but stays at the 20-year-old? Just like you said, [Vilrit, as a woman, you must learn to use your strengths."

The smile on Violet's face became more and more gorgeous, and it is no exaggeration to call it blooming.

Relf hesitated for about a second, and his eyes turned to the blank picture frame, "No, that idle nobleman probably has no valuable information."

"The trouble now is that we are not sure what the witness of the testimony of the vampire maid is true and that it plays a decisive role in the direction of our investigation."

"Is this a battle between aristocratic authority that is illusory?"

"Or the twisted hearts that dark forces intervene and lead to?"

"Why don't you ask little Karen? As a holy light practitioner, she must have some unique insights." Violet recommended Karen who was wandering around at this time. The continuous contact of a day made their relationship very close.

Relf poured cold water, "It's better not to have hope for her. She has only been a sheriff for less than two weeks, and the only thing she can do is patrol. Don't force her vision and care. In fact, Karen is just acting as a thug."

Relf's unscrupulous comments obviously made Karen angry. She pointed her two round nostrils at Relf, ​​and her mind was running wildly, determined to make a splash and make someone look at him with admiration.

Then, she really discovered something.

"Sister Violet, I found that the aisle from the tower to the Baron's residence is so long, even a quick walk takes thirty minutes. Moreover, the dining table and the cafeteria are there, isn't it unreasonable? The Baron's eldest son has three meals a day, but the time to go to the dining table is the longest, this is a blind spot! It must be the key!"

It can be seen that Relf did look at Karen with admiration, and then his shoulders trembled.

Lyle looked helpless. What is the key? What does this mean? The Baron's house is very large, and it is best to ride a horse from the bedroom to the dining table?

Karen is such a fool.

Violet also laughed far-fetchedly, looking at the excited Karen with a headache.

"What Karen said is also reasonable, it is indeed too far away. This also shows that the relationship between the baron and the son is actually not harmonious. In fact, aristocratic houses do not have to eat at the long table, unless they are very noble visitors, all family members must solve the problem on the table. In more cases, servants will deliver food to their rooms. But in this way, there will be few communications between family members and the gap between them will deepen."

"As for this phenomenon of road length, Karen is actually very common in wealthy families."

Maybe it was because he couldn't accept the scene of a wealthy family, maybe it was because he couldn't accept his funny character, or maybe it was because he couldn't accept Relf's silent ridicule, Karen bulged his cheeks and pinched the long staff tightly.

Violet thought, she could not favor one and the other, and her eyes turned to Lyle, "Little Buller, what are your opinions?"

You said everything you should say, and what you shouldn't say was also said by Karen. Lyle planned to make up a little casually and give Karen a step.

Just as he was making up the most true lie, the water in his sleeves was moving, and it pulled the corner of Lair's clothes and gave him a point.

In the eyes of everyone, Lyle walked towards the bookshelf in the corner with a familiarity, and pulled out a small red book from the dazzling array of secretaries on the bottom floor, just like the owner of this room.

Take out a piece of parchment with brown patterns.

It is engraved with blood-colored unknown words, as well as some notes by the original owner Carlent.

"I think she, who plays a vampire in that story, should be real."

"The smell of black magic!" Karen pointed to the paper in Lyle's hand excitedly, happily as if he had discovered it.

Relf frowned, "Lyle, how did you find it, why, you found it before Carlin?"

Before Lyle could think of the answer, Karen choked back first.

"That's because Lord Lair is a pure person, and the power of the holy light in his body must be awakened! So he has an extremely keen perception of black magic, and it is natural to surpass me!"

Relf reluctantly accepted the authoritative explanation of the Holy Light.

Some red texts of ghostly talismans, one pattern that looks like a family emblem, three slender arms holding a glittering apple.

Carrent's handwriting is first beautiful, and then he writes about what the person seems to have experienced. His mentality begins to change and his characters begin to be sloppy until it is unconfirmed. At the end, Lyle was surprised to find that Carrent's last words were exactly the same as the blood-colored words in the whole article.

"I found the reason why my father moved our territory to the present Nalanya, why did he forbid me from leaving the fortress or even this tower, and why he insisted on replacing the ancient family surname to welcome the glory of his ancestors."

"I found the reason, it was her. She came. Just like the records of the taboo books of those families, the reasons that made the Nalanya family few, the reasons that made us afraid of the mountains and forests, and the old men in Nalanya were lost, and eventually they would become confused."

"Naslan's daughters."

"The Curse of Naslan."
Chapter completed!