The power of this thing is a bit unscientific, so is the essence of this pot of soup actually water to dissolve corpses?!

"Well, Teacher Gui, are you okay? Can you still hear me?"

Mu Xiu wiped his cold sweat. Faced with such an emergency, even he had no idea how to rescue him. Having said that, it was actually too late at this time, right?

"What's going on? Why is it so noisy? Didn't you say that you are not allowed to get close to the kitchen?"

Sanqianyuan Nai's dissatisfaction sound came, followed by the girl's light footsteps quickly approaching the door from the kitchen. Perhaps because he heard the movement outside, he came out angrily to drive out people.

Mu Xiu's first reaction was to immediately leave the crime scene. However, when he saw the bubble on the ground, he felt that he was not very kind to let Gui Xuelu die here.

After such a time of hesitation, Sanqianyuan Nai had already run out of the kitchen quickly.

She held a pan in one hand and put her hips on her waist, showing her tiger teeth and making a cute and cute angry expression. However, after she looked around at the door, she became confused.

"Why is it you, isn't Xiao Sa or Maria?"

Then before Mu Xiu could explain, she immediately noticed her big pot, and then subconsciously looked back, not knowing what she understood, and her face suddenly looked a little gloomy-

"What the hell is going on? And what's wrong with this woman? No, she seems to be the world history teacher in our class, right?"

"Huh? How did you do it? You can recognize this?" Mu Xiu was quite surprised.

"Isn't this obvious?"

Sanqianyuan Nai walked to the front of the big pot with an unhappy look on her face. After seeing the soup inside clearly, her face suddenly became even more annoyed, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What do you mean? Can't you trust my cooking skills?"

After all, when she came out, the temporary illusion technique that Mu Xiu simply set up was already invalid, so she naturally understood what was going on.

"I don't think your taboo technique should be used in cooking..."

Mu Xiu laughed dryly and looked at the soup pot. On the surface, although it was also a black soup, it felt like mud, which had completely turned into another thing. The uncomfortable sweet and foul smell began to fill the air.

He had never seen such a dish before. If he had to say that there was something more suitable, it would probably be the black mud that was materialized by all the evils in this world, and then formed.

Well—!! What the hell is this!

So, if you have mastered such terrible skills, what else can you do to cook? It's a waste of talent.

"Student Mu Xiu, I'm ready!"

At this moment, the ignorant debt steward came back when he was the last one. He had super power and speed, and he happened to hit the most dangerous moment.

And maybe it was because Sanqian Instrument Nai was too petite, and she happened to be standing in front of Mu Xiu. If the angle was appropriate, she could be completely blocked by Mu Xiu's body, so the debt steward did not see that her eldest lady had come out at all.

He just quickly returned to Mu Xiu, glanced at the kitchen entrance next to him, and then lowered his voice in an instinctive reaction—

"I'm ready to change the soup now, what should I do next... Huh? Wait, what's wrong with Teacher Gui? She shouldn't have drunk the poison made by the lady... the soup, right?"

Damn! You can actually recognize it? Is it really obvious like what Sanqianyuan Nai said?

I am the only one who can't tell?

Mu Xiu immediately looked at the bubble on the carpet in a complicated mood, so what do you rely on to recognize people? Could it be that the sentence "I can recognize it even if you turn into ashes" is actually not an exaggerated description?

"It can't be cured, wait for death."

He sighed and said in a pun. Then he leaned slightly to the side and made way.

"Big, Miss..." The debt steward was stunned for a moment, then nervous so that his voice was deformed.

"Yeah, it's me."

Sanqianyuan Nai smiled sweetly, and then became vicious the next second. The golden ponytails behind her head turned into tentacles with fangs and claws. She raised the pan in her hand directly under the horror of the debt-debt steward.

“——Give me a good sense of enlightenment!”

The roar was accompanied by the whistling of the wind, and this blow undoubtedly broke through the speed of sound.

Mu Xiu naturally would not watch such a tragic scene happening, so he chose to close his eyes.

...

...

Half an hour later.

In the hall, some corner of the party.

"It's strange, why do human face patterns appear on the fried egg? Are they made with special molds?"

Sekawa Izumi curiously picked up the fried eggs from her plate, raised them to her head, changed to various angles and kept observing them, and then exclaimed as if she had discovered a new world.

Immediately afterwards, Miki Hualien and Risa Asahiba each raised the plates with fried eggs in front of them, and then they all agreed.

"Report! I have it here too!" "I'm the same here too!" "It's strange, why do I think this pattern is so familiar! What about you?"

"Hey! Look, do you think this face pattern looks very similar to Haya-Pacific!" After reminding, Sekawa Izumi Children's Shoes were finally the first to discover the blind spot.

"So that's it, I understand."

Hua Ling Meixi was holding a pipe in her mouth. She had changed into a detective outfit at some time and said a little vaguely.

"Let me, a famous detective who looks like a high school student, but is actually a high school student, explain it to you-"

Although she did not "swear in my grandfather's name" or "there is only one truth", her expression was as confident as a real detective.

However, she was not given a chance to perform.

"By the way, Nai said before that she was here to prepare the dishes for tonight, and the name of this celebration party was also opened for the sake of Ha Asia-Pacific..."

Sekawa Izumi's eyes lit up, she raised a finger and said, "Will she do this specifically?"

“…”

“…”

"Hey! Quan, grabbing lines is an immoral act! I ask to do it again!"

The silver-haired girl immediately looked at her friend with dissatisfaction, then spit out the pipe in her mouth and flew over, pulling the other person's cheek hard.

"Woo, there is no need for reasoning at all... It hurts so much, let go quickly..."

Tears immediately appeared in Sekawa Izumi's eyes, and she slapped Hanagawa Miki's arm desperately, so the two of them quickly wrestled indecently.

"It's strange-"

Chao Feng Lisha didn't go to see the scene of the two friends who were still thinking about each other. She pinched her chin and looked around thoughtfully, and then muttered in a low voice: "After that's it, Xiao Hika and Gui are gone, when will it happen?"

"Okay, now let's continue to the previous topic. Let me, a famous detective, explain to you why there is a face pattern on the fried egg..."

After solving the enemy who did not cooperate and even robbed the lines, Miki Hua Ling, who got up again, said seriously.

"No, no, I think I should explain why Izumi was killed..."

He pointed to the corpse on the ground in the chair next to him.

Miki Hua Ling picked up the napkin and wiped off the blood on her hands. Then the beautiful silver-haired girl calmly fell into thinking again: "Well, no one present has any doubts, it is proved based on the absence..."

"so what?"

Chao Lisha barely smiled on his face, and then agreed with his friend's inference very against his will.

"Yes, this is a murder case in the secret room." Hua Ling Miki showed a deep expression and waved her hand, "So... let's continue to discuss the face pattern on the fried egg now."

...

...

"In general, it was a great blessing in disgrace to sacrifice Teacher Gui this time. But this was a complete accident, and I didn't expect it... so please President Daisy, you can understand."

On the second floor of the huge Western-style house, in the first guest room along the corridor on the left stairs, the debt-official housekeeper stood by the door and explained the situation seriously and responsibly to Gui Daisy.

"I see……"

The pink-haired girl nodded and said that she actually understood very much.

After all, it is normal for her sister to do whatever stupid things she will do after getting drunk. Of course, she will not shift the blame to others because of Gui Xuelu's own mistakes.

But no matter how clear he understood, Gui Daisy couldn't help but look at the debt-debt steward's face.

"I only took care of this room once yesterday. It's very clean. Teacher Gui will not have any problems staying here tonight. President Daisy, your room is arranged in the second room next door, so that you can check Teacher Gui's situation in the middle of the night..."

The debt-debt housekeeper glanced at Gui Xuelu, who was lying on the bed in the room, and then thought of something, and hurriedly took the pink-haired girl out of the corridor and went to the door of the second room to introduce.

"Also, if there is anything to do at night, you can ask Miss Maria for help. Her room is at the end. If you can't find anyone, you should sleep with the lady. At that time, you can call me directly..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something again and quickly reminded him: "Tonight, Miss Sakiya, Miss Yicheng, Master Juegan and others will stay here, so please pay attention to President Daisy. If you see Miss Yicheng get lost..."

"I know, I will pay attention." Gui Daiju nodded, then glanced at the debt-in-debt butler's face.

“…”

“…”

"Why, do you care a lot?" Ayazaki Sa finally couldn't help but sigh and asked in her face.

"No, nothing... I'm just a little curious about what kind of thing it is to cause such injuries on your face, Ayazaki classmate." Gui Daisy noticed her rudeness and said in a hurry.

"That--in fact, it was made from the pan of the King of Melee Weapons."

At this time, Mu Xiu walked over from the end of the corridor, and he seemed to be holding something long in his hand.

"Pan? The King of Melee Weapons?" Gui Daisy raised her eyebrows.

"Don't look down on the pan. This is a mass weapon. It can fight in the jungle in the nearest and resist bullets from a distance. The right length and weight can cause considerable damage. It was once a nightmare on the pillow of countless husbands from European and American families..."

Mu Xiu came to the two of them and explained casually.

But he was not wrong, you should know that the most famous record of the pan can even be traced back to the death of Lionheart King Richard eight hundred years ago.

"It sounds really legendary... But Mu Xiu, what are you holding in your hand?" The corner of the debt-in-debt steward's mouth twitched slightly, but he soon noticed the strange object in the boy's hand.

"Oh, this is actually the handle of your spoon."

Mu Xiu looked down and then stuffed the thing into the butler's hand.

"I have already dealt with the soup pot, and this is the final residue-I just put the spoon in and stir it, and only one handle left after taking it out."
Chapter completed!