The infinite heavens begin with American horror.

In the hallway, Scarlett saw the black police officer being taken to the restaurant. She hurriedly went to open the door to the lounge, but when she turned the doorknob, she found that she couldn't open it; the door had been locked by someone.

Seeing this, Scarlett had no choice but to give up opening the door and run into the study.

.....

Li Qing sat on the sofa in the study, holding his maid Yvette.

"It looks like the police are here. Are you scared?" Li Qing lowered his head slightly, brought his mouth close to Yvette's ear, and asked softly.

"Of course I'm not scared. I didn't do anything. Why would you ask that?"

Yvette propped herself up and shifted her slightly uncomfortable buttocks.

“Yes, Yvette.” Li Qing pulled Yvette into his arms again.

......

Scarlett, the Colonel, Mrs. White, Mrs. Peacock, and Professor Praman entered the study and saw Lee Qing and his maid Yvette being affectionate.

The group was used to seeing this scene, but Professor Plum's observation of their intimacy sparked a sudden idea. He called the others over and began to discuss it.

After some discussion, they all nodded in agreement with Professor Plum's idea.

“Since you all agree, alright, let’s start faking the scene now. Don’t let the policeman notice anything amiss, then begin the operation!” Professor Plum smiled with satisfaction, inwardly admiring his own intelligence.

The group picked up all the weapons from the ground and stuffed them into a cabinet to the side.

Seeing the bloodstains on the ground, the colonel pulled over a rug to cover them up.

The colonel and Mrs. Peacock then embraced the cook's body and went to the window.

Mrs. Peacock was by the window, with the cook's body sandwiched between the colonel and Mrs. Peacock. The curtains obscured Mrs. Peacock's back as she tightly controlled the cook's obese body, preventing her from crushing the colonel.

Seeing this, Li Qing thought that Mrs. Peacock looked thin, but she was surprisingly strong.

After the two of them worked together, the scene looked from a distance like a female chef being intimate with a colonel.

Scarlett lifted Bodhi's body onto the sofa. Mrs. White, fighting back nausea, threw herself onto Bodhi's body and cupped his face in her hands.

He pretended to kiss Bodie on the face.

......

Inside the restaurant, the police inspected the premises but found nothing wrong; everything seemed normal.

The police officer looked around the restaurant, still puzzled, and asked Mr. Green, "The restaurant seems fine, but what about the other two rooms?"

"Which two?" Mr. Green asked knowingly, trying to stall for time.

But the Black police officer didn't give him a chance, walking straight out of the restaurant and quickening his pace to the door of the study.

“Officer, I don’t think you should go in.” Mr. Green caught up with the police officer from behind and blocked his way in front of the black officer.

"Why? Is there some unspeakable secret inside?"

"Forehead...."

Seeing that he was stammering and unable to speak, the black policeman didn't waste any time. He pushed Mr. Green, who was blocking his way, turned the doorknob, and opened the door.

The study was dark when I opened the door, but I could hear music playing from the record player.

A Black police officer turned on the switch in the dark.

As soon as the lights came on, Li Qing was seen sitting on the sofa with his maid Yvette in his arms, his left hand inside the maid's skirt and his right hand vigorously climbing up to her.

The maid Yvette had a dazed look in her eyes and a flushed face.

"Hey! What are you doing barging in like this?" Li Qing turned to look at the black policeman, his tone unfriendly, as if he had been interrupted.

The black man was a little embarrassed, but because of his job, he turned around to observe the situation in the room and saw Mrs. White lying on the sofa and being affectionate with Bodie, and the colonel hugging the female cook by the wall.

The room looked perfectly normal, yet something was not. No wonder Mr. Green stopped me; apparently, a group social event was taking place inside.

"Damn it, they didn't even call me for this good thing. I manage an entire area," the Black police officer thought to himself, but he couldn't say anything in order to maintain the positive image of American police.

“There’s really no problem. These people seem very happy,” the Black police officer said, turning and walking out of the study.

Mr. Green was a little stunned by the scene. He inwardly gave them a thumbs up, then casually closed the study door and chased after the black police officer.

The Black police officer arrived at the door of the lounge, turned the doorknob, and, without swiping his card, looked at Mr. Green helplessly and said, "Why is this room locked too? Does the butler have a habit of locking doors after leaving?"

The Black police officer, knowing that the butler was inside talking on the phone with the head of the FBI, didn't dare to go over and disturb him.

At that moment, the butler, who had just finished a phone call in the library, came out and greeted the approaching Black policeman, saying, "Officer."

“I saw everything that happened inside the manor.”

The butler was stunned by these words, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

Has the police discovered that this is a murder?

"Really? I can explain."

"You don't need to explain."

"No need?"

"Don't worry, there's nothing illegal here."

"you sure?"

"Of course, this is America. It's a free country, don't you know?"

Free America, murders every day!

"I didn't know it would be so free!"

The Black police officer, noticing the butler's strange words, didn't continue speaking and asked, "Can I use the phone now?"

“Of course!” The butler smiled and ushered the Black policeman into the library, then closed and locked the door.

......

The people in the study came out and saw that the butler had locked up the black policeman again.

Why did you lock him up again?

"Time is running out. How can we find the killer if we don't keep him locked up?"

"Continue the search for the murderer with the original team!"

The group nodded and split into pairs to search separately, with the colonel leading one pair.

......

Suddenly, the entire manor went dark.

Li Qing, who was sitting in the study being intimate with the maid, saw the room plunge into darkness.

pat!

The study door was opened.

Then footsteps were heard again, and someone crept into the study in the dark, seemingly with ill intentions.

Li Qing pulled his hand out from inside his clothes and covered the maid's mouth to prevent her from making a sound.

He quickly carried the maid Yvette away from the sofa, and the two of them had just left the sofa.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet struck the sofa.

Then came another series of footsteps. The person in the darkness didn't have time to check the situation and quickly ran out of the study.

.....

Also in the dark library, someone crept up behind the Black policeman, holding a hard liquor bottle, and then smashed it hard against the Black policeman's head.

......

The doorbell rang in the corridor.

Ring ring ring!

Then the manor gate was opened.

A petite girl dressed in red appeared at the door, singing and dancing.

"I am your singing telegram..."

Bang!

The telegram girl collapsed to the ground!

The door was closed again.

......

The butler's voice rang out in the darkness, and shortly afterward, the power was switched off by the butler.

The entire manor lit up again.

The group had naturally heard the commotion at the manor and, with perfect understanding, Scarlett, Mr. Green, the Colonel, and the others gathered in the corridor.

Li Qing also walked out of the study with his maid Yvette in his arms. When the butler saw that Li Qing and Yvette came out unharmed, he looked a little uneasy.

The expressions on the faces of those present varied, all of them harboring guilty consciences.

The butler led everyone to the library, unlocked the door with a key, and saw a black man lying motionless on the sofa, his head covered in blood; he was clearly dead.

There were still shards of a bottle on the ground, clearly indicating that someone had used a bottle to kill the Black police officer.

They arrived at the lounge, and the butler tried to open the door, only to find that the lounge key was missing.

"My keys are missing. Someone stole them in the chaos." Helpless, the butler turned to explain to everyone.

"Break the lock with a gun," the colonel said.

“The gun was taken in the dark. Didn’t you hear those two gunshots? Someone fired a shot at me and Yvette from the study, but unfortunately missed us. Then they went to the corridor and fired at the person who came to knock on the door,” Li Qing told everyone.

Li Qing arrived at the door of the lounge and lightly kicked the door open. With Li Qing's 40-point physique, the door was easily kicked open.

"My God!" Scarlett exclaimed.

Everyone was utterly shocked. The colonel's eyes widened in astonishment at Li Qing's strength. A seemingly effortless kick had directly opened the lounge door. "If that kick landed on me, I'd be dead instantly!" he thought. "When did Asians become so powerful? Are they some kind of super-genetic warrior?"

When the group went back into the lounge, they found that the driver inside was also dead.

Li Qing released his arm from Yvette's, walked to the door, and opened it.

A petite girl lay motionless on the ground. What a pity, she looked so delicate and lovely.

Li Qing turned around, faced the crowd, and slowly began to speak.