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Chapter 7 Testave

In the corridor outside the utility room of La Varedi Castle, dozens of servants stood in a row, most of whom were maids. They were at the best age of their lives, with a slim figure, beautiful face, smooth and elastic skin, and a decent posture and exquisite dress, which were extremely pleasing to the eye.

"The old baron's lifestyle is really luxurious..." Roy slowly glanced over the group of Yingyingyans and thought to himself, "Are you old, can you still hire so many maids?"

Retracting his thoughts, the witch hunter shook his head. The group of servants in the observation field were all real ordinary people, without any magic or special skills, and their physical fitness was at most equivalent to the level of a normal adult.

Faced with the scrutiny of the two demon hunters, they were silent and did not dare to breathe.

Then would it be the servant who hurt Arian and took away his jewelry?

It is more likely to be a misleading method of the real murderer.

Roy thought so, his eyes turned among the servants.

"Everyone, Ms. Sylvia has notified you about the specific situation. As long as you cooperate honestly and answer our questions, it will not take much time to delay..."

The leader Sylvia said solemnly, "It is related to the life and death of Young Master Arian. I hope everyone can cooperate with the two masters... If anyone dares to hide or lie... Everyone knows the rules of the castle!"

Sylvia's voice was loud and her soft face was firm, "Adele, come first..."

"Okay, OK, Sister Sylvia," a pretty and thin girl stood out from the crowd and followed two witch hunters into the utility room beside the corridor.

"Bang--" The wooden door was locked, and the servants were all shocked, and the corridor became quieter, and the needles could be heard.

"Adele... were you arranged to serve guests at the dinner that day?" The two witch hunters stood side by side with their hands on their chests, staring at the thin girl with a slightly hunched back in the corner of the wall opposite.

The other party was like a frightened little beast, and with a "gurgle", he swallowed with difficulty, "Two masters... I was responsible for taking care of Lord Elvis that night,"

"Elvis, the Baron-haired spice agent," Roy took out the guest list again and looked carefully, "You have been with Elvis?"

Adele frowned in small brows and made a look of hard thinking, "Two masters, everyone stayed with the guests because of the master's instructions. Adele... Adele was definitely not lazy!"

"Very good!" The two witch hunters looked at each other, with a smile on their faces, "Do you remember whether Lord Elvis left the banquet hall that night, between 8:50 and 9:20?"

After hearing this, the little girl's face appeared at a loss, obviously she didn't remember the specific time.

"So that's it. It took about half an hour to finish the acrobatic troupe's performance until the accident happened to Young Master Arian."

Adele then patted his little breasts and breathed a sigh of relief, "Two masters, I can guarantee that Lord Elvis has been staying in the banquet hall and has never been out!"

"Little girl, think about it again," Resor said, "What we need is the facts...you are sure Elvis didn't sneak out halfway--five minutes, or even less when you don't pay attention."

Adele was stunned when he looked at the bald man's stiff face, and then said, "Two masters, please believe Adele, because at that time... there was also an Auston, the president of Vivaldi Bank in the banquet hall. He and Lord Elvis were talking about business. From beginning to end, Adele could testify that she was responsible for taking care of Lord Auston."

"That's it..." The two witch hunters exchanged their eyes and asked some irrelevant questions that made Adele confused. "Okay, little girl, you're fine, just go out and call Adele in."

...

The witch hunter's inquiry was proceeding in an orderly manner. An hour later, the two asked the eighteen maids and received the same answers - none of the guests had left the banquet hall.

In just half an hour, it was only a few glasses of wine. Besides, the guests that night, a group of members of the upper class, were also considered to be similar. What women, business, the transfer of power, and the abnormal movements near the Amel Mountains, were having a lot of fun talking about various topics, so how could I go out?

Many maids can support each other with their companions, making the witch hunter unquestionable.

Occasionally, a few servants were too nervous, so the witch hunter directly used the Yaksifen to question. Anyway, there was a door, and outsiders didn't know the specific situation in the inner room.

Unfortunately, after the torture, it turned out that the maids had poor psychological tolerance and caused emotional disorders, and did not provide valuable clues to the witch hunter.

Until the 19th place.

...

"Betty... two masters... I am Beetty..." A maid with long brown hair and a few small freckles on both sides of her nose, walked into the utility room.

She looks about thirty years old and looks more mature and charming than most maids.

"What's the name of the guest you were in charge at that time?"

"Testaf..." Beatty looked at the two witch hunters and replied carefully, "a guest from Vigima."

Roy's voice rose high, and the corners of his mouth bent slightly, "This is a real 'big figure'!"

The maid said in agreement, "To be honest, the master wanted to accompany him personally, but Lord Testav didn't seem to like too much attention and formal things, so the master asked me to accompany him..." As he said that, Beatty's beautiful face was slightly proud, and he murmured, "Maybe it was the master who thought Beatty was the most sensible, so he asked me to serve this most noble guest..."

"Ms. Beatty, you were with Lord Testaff from beginning to end during the banquet?"

The maid gathered her hair and pondered, "I remember this adult stayed in the banquet hall for the first half of the time to enjoy the performance of the acrobatic troupe, and drank several glasses of red wine."

"Have he ever talked to others?" asked the Demon Hunter.

A hint of surprise flashed across the maid's pretty face, "Master, you said this, it's true. This adult seemed to have been chatting with the master for a while. He probably didn't know much about the guests that night? After all, he was the only one Vigima."

Roy's heart moved and continued to ask, "After watching the acrobatic troupe's performance, did he stay in the banquet hall?"

"No, Lord Testav drank a lot of wine, and the alcohol came up and felt a little stuffy." said the maid, "and he said he wanted to go out for some breath."

The witch hunter breathed a sigh of relief and finally heard a different answer, "Where did he get breathable? Didn't you follow?"

"Two masters, I can't walk next to the banquet hall for two minutes. Before we arrived at our dormitory, it was an open-air garden... Lord Teletussevered, saying, "The master told me to take good care of this adult, and I must not go against anything he meant. He wanted to breathe alone, so how dare Betty follow and make people annoyed, so I waited in the banquet hall."

The witch hunter was silent for a moment, and an immature thought came to his mind, "Do you remember how long did Tesla leave?"

"Four quarters of an hour?" The maid looked uncertain, "Sorry, the two masters, I only remember that after he returned to the banquet hall, the young master—"

The maid's voice stopped abruptly. She covered her red lips, widened her eyes, and panic flashed across her face. After a while, she said hesitantly, "Two masters, do you doubt-"

A triangular seal suddenly appeared in Beatty's beautiful blue eyes, and his whole body became stiff, stretching his body like a puppet lifting, and then a devil's bewitching whisper in his ears.

It's fleeting like a second, and it's as long as a whole day.

When the maid recovered, she looked confused, "Sorry, two masters, I'm distracted. Where did I just say?"

"The Baron asked you to take care of Mr. Teletus, because you are old but the most considerate and sensible," the Demon Hunter smiled at her, "Ms. Beatty, we know almost everything. You can leave the room now and let the next one come in after five minutes."

"Oh." The maid looked slightly surprised. She seemed to have not said a few words, but she was over, but after the witch hunter gave this order, she couldn't stay any longer.

"Remember, we need to sort out the clues and let the next one come in five minutes."

"Okay, master...crunch-"

...

"Testav left too often...it was a big suspicion," Resor noted the expression of his companion, "But little kid, you know this guy, right? Sylvia just handed you a list before, and you spoke strange tone when you talked about this guy, and her performance just now was even more-"

"I haven't figured it out yet? Resor... don't get blocked by muscles all over my head." Roy looked at the man's threatening eyes and smiled embarrassedly, "Okay, you know Testavre too. I met him not long ago. If you don't believe it, you can just chant this name upside down."

“Fortast?”

"Read more."

"Fortaster...Fortaster...Fuer——" The man suddenly shook his face, then lowered his head and said silently.

"Thinking of that person, that name." Roy looked at the wall in a daze, his tone became solemn. "The garden is only a few steps away from the maid's residence where the crime occurred. The best place to practice Gunte magic is also the garden. Therefore, it is entirely possible that the murderer will transfer the victim from the garden to the maid's dormitory. There is no guard in these two places... His suspicion is undoubtedly."

"But we have neither grasped conclusive evidence nor found out his motives or methods of committing the crime. The most important point is that his identity is extremely sensitive, and we must be very cautious and not disclose any investigation information to the outside world."

"We have to go to the garden after asking." Resou leaned against the wall and sighed. He felt complicated for a moment, and he felt troubled, and this trouble could not be solved easily by violence. "It's time for the unconscious boy to see him."
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