After the empress transmigrated, she became the judge of the entertainment industry.

"What kind of rule is this? Can just any passerby come into our house?" Ye Wanyin frowned and immediately retorted.

Everyone's script is different, and her script doesn't include Ji Wan's specific identity.

Besides, she had no desire to play the role of a spoiled rich girl who would make things difficult for others; she was pure and kind!

"My rules are my rules," Ye Sanqing said casually.

Ye Wanyin could only bite her lip and remain silent.

“Everyone’s here! I thought it was Christmas!” Pei Canxing said. “My deceased brother-in-law is reunited with my sister in the afterlife, and it’s so fitting that we’re all gathered here together!”

Ji Wan immediately chimed in, "That's right, a family should always be together." He then flashed a simple, honest smile.

Wow, that's amazing!

[After a joyful gathering, things will begin to rot and stink.]

No overused jokes allowed!

I didn't expect that everyone would avoid revealing their identities and instead act.

So the wealthy businessman died, and Ye Sanqing is his widow? Mu Zhihong is his eldest son? And Cheng Yanye is his daughter-in-law? This is hilarious, no wonder he looked so unwilling.

[What is Ji Wan's true identity? He seems like a nobody, but is he hiding something?]

[Xiao Ming's identity is strange. Is he secretly in love with the widow, or is there something else?]

[This is getting tense. It feels like everyone's hiding something.]

"Now that everyone is here, I'm about to read the will." Sheng Hanyu shook the paper in her hand.

[It turns out Xiao Sheng is a lawyer]

It was obvious just now that he cared about whether everyone was present.

At the same time, everyone pretended to drink tea, and then Cheng Yanye choked and fell to the ground.

"...Oh, is there a doctor here?" Ye Sanqing said very calmly.

Cheng Yanye, lying on the ground, was very dissatisfied.

The first death was one thing, but Ye Sanqing glossed over it so casually!

"It's hopeless." Pan Hongyu squatted down, pressed her pulse, and announced to everyone with a sorrowful expression.

[Classic chokehold that brings the victim to the ground]

[It turns out that Teacher Pan is a doctor]

Cheng Yanye left and sat down on the side.

Even though I knew from the script that he would be the first to leave, I was still very unhappy!

"It seems that with Dad gone, you're quite careless with managing the household," Mu Zhihong began to criticize Ye Sanqing.

[Huh? His wife died, and instead of showing any other emotion, he immediately blamed his stepmother for not managing the household?]

[That's probably just how the character is supposed to be.]

"Then, Dr. Pan, could you check our teacups? See if there's any poison in other places?" Ye Sanqing asked.

"Why a cup? Couldn't you have something that goes into the tea?" Ye Wanyin stood up and pointed directly at Ye Sanqing.

She didn't care about the reasoning part; her only priority was to get rid of Ye Sanqing.

"..." Ye Sanqing rolled his eyes.

“If the poison was in the tea, there would be more than one person collapsed by now,” Sheng Hanyu kindly explained.

"So that's why you didn't drink the tea earlier?" Pei Canxing jumped up and said to Ye Wanyin, "You're very suspicious! Was there something else in the tea that made you not drink it?"

“I can’t examine it, so I suggest you don’t touch anything,” Pan Hongyu said. “I was invited here as a guest today, so naturally I didn’t bring my medical kit.”

"Now, about the will..." Everyone turned their attention to Sheng Hanyu.

Sheng Hanyu said, "Given that one of the heirs has died, the will will be recalculated and can only be announced tomorrow."

"I cordially invite you all to stay here for the night, after all..." Ye Sanqing looked out the window at the snow still falling softly, "...now none of you can leave."

Her tone was calm, but you could hear the implication that "no one who comes here today is leaving."

“I can provide a simple method for testing poison,” Ji Wan suddenly said. “Actually, I’m not just passing by; I’m a detective. The wealthy businessman’s death is suspicious, and I’ve come specifically to investigate the truth. The murderer is among you!”

Are there detectives who reveal their identities from the very beginning?

[Traditional mystery novels always start with a dazzling opening.]

“Especially you, Madam Ye, are highly suspicious. I will be following you closely today,” Ji Wan announced to Ye Sanqing.

"Suit yourself," Ye Sanqing said noncommittally, "but I have no obligation to prove your suspicions, so you can follow if you want, but you can't interfere with me."

[If she really is the murderer, that would be pretty intriguing.]

[So nonchalant! I can't believe this is just a regular murder mystery game; I want to see it made into a movie!]

Hmm... Does making a movie require Cheng Yanye to be the daughter-in-law?

"Then, should Mr. Ji check the dinner we prepared first?" Ye Wanyin looked at Deng Lingxuan with great concern. "Little Deng, will you take Mr. Ji to check it?"

“I want to go too,” Pei Canxing said.

"You don't believe me?" Ji Wan continued to look at Pei Canxing with his signature honest expression, but that honest look seemed like a mask no matter how you looked at it.

“I don’t trust anyone,” Pei Canxing said, arms crossed. “My sister was the first to pass away, and her husband married her less than a year later.”

His gaze shifted to Ye Sanqing. "Then, less than two months later, my brother-in-law passed away. Who do you think I can trust?"

"If you're really worried, you can eat canned food," Ye Sanqing said indifferently.

After checking the dinner, although Ji Wan claimed it was safe, no one intended to believe a detective of unknown origin.

So everyone silently chose canned food, but while going to the storage room to get the canned food, Deng Lingxuan collapsed.

"Is there a trap?" Pei Canxing's character is always shouting, but thankfully that doesn't require too much acting skill.

"Then only you two can do it!" Pei Canxing pointed at Ye Sanqing, then at Ye Wanyin, and said, "I knew it, one of you two must be the murderer!"

“No. This mechanism is very simple; it can be made in just two minutes,” Sheng Hanyu said. “Madam Ye, did everyone arrive at the manor at the same time today?”

"I don't know. The person who knows..." Ye Sanqing lowered his gaze to look at Deng Lingxuan.

“I remember, my elder brother and sister-in-law arrived very early today!” Ye Wanyin said immediately, “but my stepmother… hasn’t shown up yet.”

She thought she had spoken very cleverly, but Ye Sanqing laughed.

"What are you saying? You didn't show up either. Who was nervously following me in the lobby just now?" Ye Sanqing said calmly. "Besides, what's the intention of someone who's never home suddenly coming back to stay two days early?"

"I was just missing my stepmother, wasn't I?" Ye Wanyin said with a smile.

She always felt that Ye Sanqing was being sarcastic and cynical about things in reality...

“I object! You say I’m suspicious? Then why would I kill my own wife?” Mu Zhihong said. “Besides, I have no grudge against Xiao Deng!”

"Are you really without any grudge or enmity?" Ye Sanqing looked at him and smiled.

“This mechanism isn’t targeting Xiao Deng at all, but rather anyone who might go to the storage room to take something,” Sheng Hanyu said.

"..." Yin Xiangming remained silent, but he showed impatience and a certain amount of lingering fear, while not showing much regret.

I have a feeling this is a script where everyone is a villain.

【Bad girl, okay, okay, I'm laughing so hard】

Is Xiaoming not mute?

Ye Wanyin acted quite well, conveying the resentment of having to treat someone close to her own age as a stepmother.

"So, it's indiscriminate killing?" Pei Canxing thought for a moment and said, "Doesn't that mean everyone is in danger?"

"I suggest everyone sit in the living room now and not move around or leave alone. If you need to go to the bathroom, you must be in pairs or more," Ji Wan said smoothly.

Everyone agreed on that, but the canned food still had to be taken.

Deng Lingxuan left the stage and sat down next to Cheng Yanye, saying, "I thought I would be the first to leave, but I didn't expect it to be you."

"Don't even mention it, how much better is it?" Cheng Yanye looked at Ye Sanqing, feeling very displeased.

He vaguely sensed that the widow's role was crucial, followed closely by that of the wealthy businessman's ex-wife's brother. Damn it, why wasn't he the one who drew those two cards? Even Ye Wanyin's card would have been fine, so why was he the first to be eliminated?!

He really wished he could turn back time and exchange cards with Ye Wanyin. Wanyin was so kind; she would definitely agree to his request.

"It's alright, anyway, I can't play a butler." Deng Lingxuan was relaxed, sitting to the side watching the show. "But who exactly is the murderer?"

There were eight people still on the field, and they started chatting casually.

It was only then that Yin Xiangming revealed his identity, saying that he was a painter and had previously been acquainted with wealthy businessmen.

"That incomprehensible painting is yours? Is this modern art?" Ye Sanqing returned his scrutinizing gaze to him.

“He is my soulmate, and you would never understand,” Yin Xiangming said arrogantly.

“Your stepmother is really something. It’s your problem if you don’t know how to appreciate art, but how can you criticize the painter himself? Well, after all, you haven’t been exposed to any high art either, so I can understand why you would say something like that,” Ye Wanyin said with a smile.

That's a really good line; it even subtly satirizes Ye Sanqing.

Ye Sanqing, however, did not seem to be stung at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Really? Creating such art must be very difficult, so much so that he had to go to bed with your father to find inspiration."

Ye Wanyin: ? ? ? Hiding my identity?

Everyone was shocked, and Yin Xiangming blushed deeply. "What are you saying? How could I...!"

Ye Sanqing took out a stack of photos and threw them on the table.

"It seems that the two million eight hundred thousand is not only the price of the painting, but also your price, Mr. Yin." Her tone remained calm, but the more people heard this calm tone, the more sinister it seemed.

[Pfft, that photo is just a stick figure with words written on its face. Are props really that casual?]

We can't exactly synthesize it on the spot, having the props is already a blessing.

[This simple murder mystery game can be played like this? I've never played one before, I'm so curious!]

Don't mess around if you don't have anyone to play with. If you run into someone like Ye Wanyin, you're on your own.

[Humble request for answers, what's wrong with her?]

[To accuse someone without evidence is idiotic. Of course, it could be a smokescreen, but I don't think she's hiding anything.]

"Two million eight hundred thousand? Then can you spend the night with me?" Pei Canxing said in a flippant tone.

"We are truly in love, and you people who only care about money will never understand!" Yin Xiangming slammed his fist on the table, his face flushed.

"If you didn't care about money, you wouldn't be here today," Ye Sanqing smiled, then asked Sheng Hanyu, "Did the will mention that you could voluntarily renounce it?"

“Yes.” Sheng Hanyu nodded.

Cheng Yanye was even angrier. Why were their characters in the script also the type to sing in harmony?