Chapter 50 Home

"The inspector, the deceased's name is Jeff Swiss Lieutenant of the British Army. He came to Shanghai by boat with other officers a week ago. In the past few days, he did not live with other officers, but stayed alone in the King's Hotel!"

As soon as he saw the officer enter the room, You Xiaoxia hurriedly reported.

It's easy to be a Chinese detective! Early in the morning, he was taken out of the quilt and came to the King's Hotel. As a result, a British lieutenant died. This is a big case!

Especially at this time, the capital in the north is still occupied by foreign devils. Although people die in the concession, but **! **! From an agent to a Chinese detective, he has been in the concession for ten years, but he didn't learn from You Xiaoxia, but he learned to fight and pass the shirk.

"Conspector, you are here now. I have a backbone. If you are the inspector, the case will be solved!"

When talking, You Xiaoxia's spine is soft and flattering.

When You Xiaoxia reported, Jack Lewis glanced at the environment of the room. The middle of the entrance hall was covered with a beautiful Chinese hand-woven carpet, and the body was lying five feet away from the door.

The deceased lay on the ground with his knees bent, his arms out, and his legs wide open. His posture showed that he had been moved. The blood stains on his front chest implied that he was killed by a bullet in the throat, and there was a pool of blood under the left chest rib. The blood stain was dark, which meant that his heart was damaged and the blood was dry. Part of the blood, which has been half dry, indicates that he has been dead for at least a few hours, perhaps because he was killed last night.

After walking around the room, Jack looked around. The cabinets and drawers in the guest room were turned over. The murderer was obviously looking for something, perhaps robbed of money.

looked at the inspector's silent appearance, You Xiaoxia was depressed in his heart.

"This turtle grandson doesn't want to get involved in this case!"

Taking out a short dagger from his waist, Jack bent down and picked up the clothes on the wound on the deceased's chest. It was a gunshot wound.

"Detective You!"

Jack's actions and his words made You Xiaoxia happy.

"There you are, inspector!"

"Have you ever asked? Who heard the gunshots last night?"

"Conspection, I have asked all the waiters and tenants, and no one heard the gunshots!"

It's a gunshot wound! But it's a little strange not to hear the gunshots. Except for the fact that the deceased was a British lieutenant, it was this strange thing that made You Xiaoxia want to push down the case. There were no gunshots and gunshot wounds. This alone gave people a headache. In case that the case could not be solved, it was certain who investigated and who took the blame. You Xiaoxia is still reluctant to pay Inspector Hua's salary of 38 taels in January, especially some private things.

At this time, the wound under the ribs attracted Jack's attention. This is a triangular wound, which is obviously a knife wound. The knife used by the murderer is very special.

"No one heard the gunshots? How can it be!"

"That's right, no one heard a sound at all!"

"Detective, we found a list of Sotheby's auction house!"

The winding path stretches in the garden of the manor. The sun shines through the tall oak branches and leaves at least decades old on the edge of the winding path, wearing the fine sunshine wine road in the garden and looking at the European-style villas scattered in the garden. Chen Moran, who looked at his "home" through the window, could hardly believe that this manor with a European atmosphere, covering an area of 126 mu, is now surnamed Chen. You know, in later generations, you can't even afford a house.

Looking at all this, Chen Moran, who was sitting in the carriage, laughed.

A picture came to his mind. A luxurious Western-style carriage drove into the manor. As soon as it stopped in front of the main house, the housekeeper in a white wig and a tuxedo greeted him and said an authentic London accent. This day...

Ts, ts, ts...

While admiring, Chen Moran turned his head and looked at Xiao Ren.

"Wei Yang, you can choose a villa here by yourself!"

......

Xiao Yiren looked at Chen Moran with surprise and felt a little surprised by his decision.

"Although there are thirty-six bedrooms here, I think you should still live in a villa alone, shouldn't you?"

After crossing the asphalt gravel road, I finally came to the three-and-a-half-storey Victorian palace-style villa with red walls and white columns, and the carriage stopped.

"Ah...this is!"

In front of the door of the main room, there were several rows of men and women in servants, almost 60 men and women in servant clothes, who stood there respectfully. Looking at the approaching carriage, Resa, who was standing in front of all the servants, smiled.

"Yes, this is what I left for you!"

Xiao Yuliang quickly explained it.

"Although it is easy to find servants in Shanghai, most of them have been hired, and they are clumsy to find them in the market. These people are mostly former servants of Fuli Manor and have been staying here."

"Oh!"

Chen Moran nodded. No wonder the manor has been idle for more than a year, but it is still so neat. There must have been people cleaning it up all the time.

"Welcome, Master!"

Chen Moran got out of the carriage, and more than 60 male maids bowed at the same time. Although his voice was not loud, it surprised Chen Moran, who had never passed through this situation.

"Master!"

The sound of a silver bell rang from the door. Following the sound, a 20-year-old girl was wearing a red-green jacket with silk gauze and black lace on her upper body, and a purple silk-lined Western-style glass gauze skirt under her waist. She walked lightly and stood in front of Chen Moran.

Chen Moran looked carefully and saw that the girl had a Western-style delicate outline and an oriental white face, a pair of beautiful dark blue eyes, and a close and touching smile on the corners of her mouth, which could attract the man's eyes like a magnet. Her thick black hair, combed two buns made of braids, clinging to her rosy cheeks, making her youthful face look particularly charming and handsome.

Looking at the girl who seemed to jump off the painting, Chen Moran only felt surprised. The girl could see at a glance that she was of mixed race. She was also her own servant. When Chen Moran felt a little stunned.

The girl in front of her greeted him without restraint and politeness.

"Hello, sir, my name is Resa. I think you should need a housekeeper."

Risa pulled up her skirt with her hands, bent her knees slightly, and made a French maid's salute posture.

"I'd love to. I don't know if you like me?"

Chen Moran couldn't believe his eyes and ears. Since she came to this time and space, she has never seen such a woman. She not only has the calmness and dignity of a Chinese girl, but also has the generosity and enthusiasm of a Western female surname.

It was just the first time she came here, and she recommended herself!

"Why do you think I need a housekeeper!"

The girl's bold self-recommendation made Chen Moran curious, but what she was really curious about was her appearance. If she was right, she should be of mixed race, so why did her parents let her be a servant?

"Because the newspaper mentioned that you came to Shanghai alone. I think that since you have left a servant, you naturally need a housekeeper, because Mr. Louis, the original manager, has left Shanghai!"

Risa replied generously that after the new owner bought the manor yesterday, the news of Mr. Chen can be seen everywhere in today's Chinese and English newspapers in the concession, including his origin.

"Yes, Miss Resa is the temporary housekeeper appointed by the creditor bank after checking the Fuli Manor!"

Xiao Yuren explained softly that the reason why the creditor bank did not fire the owner was to manage the manor, so as to avoid being unable to buy a high price after the manor was damaged or destroyed. The reason why the woman in front of him was appointed as a housekeeper may have something to do with her appearance. For those foreigners, they I would rather believe in this mixed-race child in my early twenties than the "Chinese servant" in the garden.

"Moreover, I have been responsible for managing the whole Fuli Manor for the past 14 months. I think you will agree with my work!"

The generous, neither humble nor arrogant answer made Chen Moran nod with satisfaction. Such a big house really needs a housekeeper. The woman in front of him seems to be not bad. Especially when she heard that after the manor was idle for 14 months, there was still no mess, and she could manage these servants without a master. She could indeed serve as a housekeeper here. After a little meditation, Chen Moran took a look at Resa.

"All right! Risa, now you are the housekeeper of Chen's Garden!"

When he spoke, Chen Moran smiled at the surprised woman in front of him.

"So next, are you going to introduce me to my home?"