When Li Wei followed the Old Butler into the hall, he saw a crowd gathered around the staircase on the other side. There were servants, along with the siblings Richard and Gladys. From where Li Wei stood, he could see someone lying below them, his head submerged in a pool of blood. Judging by the amount of blood... he was probably beyond saving. Well, no, there was definitely no saving him.
Li Wei glanced at the body, then looked at Bianca beside him.
"I think you'd be better off not looking at this, Miss Bianca."
"Ah, yes, I think so too..."
Bianca nodded at his words, took out a handkerchief to cover her nose and mouth, then turned away and hid behind the crowd.
Seeing Li Wei arrive, the crowd hurriedly parted. He walked over to the body and examined it closely. Clearly, this was one of the three servants he had questioned earlier. Li Wei remembered him as the servant responsible for carrying the goods into the cellar. His name had been... Charlie, if he remembered correctly?
But why him?
Li Wei remembered carefully watching their expressions when he questioned the three of them. The two servants responsible for unloading the goods had both been hiding something to some degree, but Charlie had looked genuinely confused. Clearly, he really hadn't been hiding anything, or he sincerely hadn't thought anything unusual had happened.
Under those circumstances, it wouldn't have been strange if either of the other two had died.
But the one who had died was Charlie...
Li Wei narrowed his eyes and stopped that train of thought. He reached out and examined Charlie more closely.
The man was clearly dead. That much was obvious from his dangling neck, twisted at an angle no human neck should bend. If he