The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

"Except for Butler Song, no one else knows about this dark room. What if Butler Song put something here and You Qian accidentally touched it? Without washing his hands, he accidentally touched the food. Then no one would know."

Zhu Yi's mother's eyes rolled around, and it was obvious that she had bad intentions. She raised a cunning smile and said.

"I just laughed. Who can be smarter than you? Since you are so suspicious, then go find it. If you can find it, I will take your last name!"

Butler Song originally wanted to help in the search, but after being inspired by Zhu Yi's mother's words, he simply folded his hands and sat down on a sofa in the Qian's room. He looked at the few people searching around in the money-filled room with a leisurely look on his face, looking for clues and evidence that could not be found here.

Butler Song: Nonsense, if the place to start is not here, I still don’t know if that person is a shitty suspect! (?￣?д￣??)

It was indeed as Butler Song said. Apart from the evidence in the investigation reports she had produced earlier, the rest were dazzling jewelry and gold bars.

There was no trace of any drug powder, clues or anything else related to the evidence.

"Some people may have a bad heart, thinking everything they see is dirty."

Butler Song lay on the soft sofa, his whole body seemed to sink into it, feeling extremely comfortable.

This made those who were searching for evidence in the darkroom look somewhat embarrassed.

After all, the darkroom is a place where money is stored and items are stored. It is conceivable that electrical appliances such as air conditioners will not be placed in it, and the only thing that can maintain a continuous environment is a constant temperature air filter.

When one person comes in, he may feel that the temperature is just right and acceptable, but if a group of people come in, it might be a bit crowded and stuffy.

"Don't you have your own rest room? I don't believe you don't have any evidence that you want to poison You Qian! You can explain the lipstick, but combined with the information on your phone, your party was probably a fake party with a lot of extras, right?"

As if she had thought of something, Zhu Yima spoke, and Butler Song also spoke frankly without any reservation.

"So what if it's a fake party? Isn't this charity? Robbing the rich to help the poor, she's using money to help a poor person like me, this reason is reasonable, right?"

Butler Song's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and he blinked his big watery eyes and spoke very honestly.

"Anyway, I am much more upright than you who are so high-sounding and say that you want to take care of You Qian, but actually want to scheme against her and take advantage of her.

Although I will bring money with me, it is up to her to decide whether to invest or not. And those extras are not all fake, there is always some truth mixed in.”

As soon as she said this, the remaining two couples were about to open their mouths to argue, but their words were stuck in their throats.

Now everyone knows each other, and the true faces have been exposed.

The calculations wrapped in those sweet words were exactly as he said.

"Blat, pat."

Along with the clattering sound of the cleaning cart, the first discoverer of the case - the maid was pushing a cart of cleaning supplies out of the maid's room and bumped into everyone.

"It's you! Weren't you the first person to find my daughter's death? Did you feel anything different at that time?"

Zhu Yima spoke in a shrill voice, took two steps at a time, stepped forward and took the maid's arm.

Her sudden action frightened the maid so much that she trembled and shrank back, but because her arm was grabbed by someone, she stopped in her tracks and had no way to escape.

"Song, Butler Song."

The maid looked at Butler Song for help. After all, as the housekeeper of the villa, she was responsible for hiring these servants and their subsequent management.

Compared with other strangers, the servants obviously trust Butler Song more.

"It's okay, just tell me the truth. You are usually responsible for cleaning Yu Qian's room and waking Yu Qian up. This is what you usually do. Did you notice anything different today?"

Housekeeper Song nodded soothingly, raised her hand, patted the maid's shoulder and spoke softly.

The servant glanced at her and seemed to feel much more at ease. Amidst the stares of so many hungry and even fierce eyes, he recalled what happened that morning with a slightly trembling voice.