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Chapter 27 The Dinner Party Murder Case (3)

Hong Fu quickly withdrew her feet from York Li's thigh. Her appearance remained calm and relaxed, as if there was no cross-border behavior between herself and York Li.

"Someone is here again." Li York raised his eyebrows. He seemed to be very interested in the guest who was about to enter. At this moment, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. "It's really lively tonight."

"Who is it, who is it..." Amei looked like she was about to collapse. She buried her head so low that it seemed like she was about to touch the plate.

On the other hand, her lovely son was much calmer. He held his mother's hand and swung his legs up and down happily.

"Mom, what are you worried about?"

Amei turned her head, and just when she was about to yell at her unreasonable son, she felt a warm gaze coming from her right side.

Jasmine was looking at her intently, and when she realized that Amei was looking at her, she waved her hand very enthusiastically.

"Hello, I am a writer, I wonder if you have read my works."

Amei took a deep breath and used this ancient method to slowly calm down her heart.

"No, I just heard that you are a suspense writer. In fact, I am relatively timid and rarely read such works."

Jasmine snorted, not feeling regretful at all: "I see, your son is quite cute."

"Ale, call Auntie." Amei tapped Ale's hand lightly with chopsticks, and Ale pouted and hummed, "Hello, Auntie!"

Jasmine laughed: "No, just call me sister."

Master Yang walked to the door again. This time the knocking was gentler, more like a test between acquaintances.

Master Yang waited until the sixth knock on the door and then slowly opened the door.

What appeared in front of him was a handsome yet somewhat evil face.

However, after seeing the other party's very obvious police uniform, Master Yang immediately restrained his smile and asked respectfully:

"Hello, police officer, I think I haven't committed any crime, right? I have always been a good, law-abiding citizen."

Li York frowned and pushed the bowl in front of him forward: "Why is there a note here?"

"Are you afraid of the police?" Hongfu asked casually, but with her peripheral vision, she noticed that Ms. Amei, who had been acting strangely since the blonde came in, was sitting upright now, as if she had regained her energy.

"Most people are a little scared!" Li York opened his palms and moved his fingers one by one: "Especially the police here, they don't care about anything."

Mr. Jin, the private detective who had been immersed in eating and never participated in the small talk at the dinner table, now raised his head and looked at the two people at the door with interest.

One is a policeman. What is the identity of the one next to him?

The handsome policeman put his hand on Master Yang's shoulder, but did not speak. It was not until Master Yang's forehead began to sweat that he burst out laughing: "Don't be afraid, I just have to have a fight with you."

Just kidding. Are you the famous painter?"

The middle-aged man standing next to him did not speak. The shackles on his body were all gone, and he looked like a taciturn plainclothes policeman.

"It's not famous." Master Yang couldn't help but laugh as he listened to the increasingly intense rain outside: "Are you two here to take shelter from the rain? Indeed, no one lives here except me. Those two

Please come in!"

"Thank you!" the handsome policeman coughed, and the middle-aged man next to him immediately followed his pace.

After he stood at the dining table, everyone turned to look at him, regardless of whether they were eating or not.

"Hello everyone," the handsome policeman opened his arms as if he was about to give a speech: "You can call me McCartney. This is my colleague. You can call him Crocodile. I'm sorry to disturb everyone's party. I hope our

Showing up didn’t spoil the fun.”

"Crocodile?" Li York lazily put his legs on the dining table, seeming to challenge the policeman's dignity: "It turns out that policemen also have such fun nicknames."

McCartney's expression did not change. He glanced around and then continued:

"After get off work, we are just ordinary people like everyone else."

After saying this, McCartney didn't care whether others believed what he said or not, and sat down directly.

At this time, the maid opened the door, and Amei looked behind her deliberately, and saw that the blonde was already lying on the bed.

The maid silently brought the cutlery to the two policemen and then disappeared again.

"I'm full." Hongfu was the first to leave. When she realized McCartney was looking at her, she smiled shyly.

The crocodile didn't care about the eyes of others. He ate greedily, sometimes even using his hands.

His appearance caught Mr. Jin's eyes, and the private detective noticed something different.

Li York went with Hong Fu, even though they were arranged in different rooms.

This villa is very big, and even after Master Yang arranged a separate room for everyone here, there are still vacancies.

Fatty Lu cleared his throat and lowered his voice and said to Jasmine: "Shall we go too?"

Jasmine hummed and quickly added the names of the two policemen on her paper.

After they arrived on the second floor, Fatty Lu immediately grabbed Jasmine's arm and said seriously: "Don't you think there's something wrong with the next two people?"

"Yeah." Jasmine suddenly laughed: "It's not just two people, I think everyone in this room has a problem, including you and me."

When he heard the last sentence, Fatty Lu, who had always been very gentle, now had a sinister light flashing in his eyes.

"It should be a good thing for you. You should already be thinking about the story, right?"

Jasmine hummed and raised the corners of her mouth: "I even thought of a name, it's called "Dinner Murder". Such a group of people with unknown origins live together, and there is a violent storm outside. It would be interesting if someone died.

Bar!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sound from downstairs.

The two of them looked downstairs at the same time and found that the maid had locked the door.

Hong Fu and Li York entered the same room, and they hugged each other impatiently.

"I thought you were as reserved as what was written online." Li York pressed Hongfu on the bed.
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