Hearing Chuntao's affirmative answer, Zhao Xun became even more convinced that this was no mere coincidence.
Doctor Zhen had arrived shortly before Master Qian and Mrs. Qian developed headaches. He happened to be at the estate, both masters happened to have headaches, and he happened to be able to treat them, then used that opportunity to stay.
Even if all three were not puppets, they should at least have some connection to the puppets.
It could not be pure coincidence.
Zhao Xun instructed the four primates to continue watching the four NPCs while he prepared to investigate the Eldest Miss's courtyard that night.
From Chuntao, Zhao Xun had already learned that the estate did not prepare dinner.
Anyone who got hungry could cook something for themselves or fill their stomach with pastries and fruit.
In short, the household followed the principle of not eating after noon and served no dinner.
Zhao Xun asked Chuntao to bring two extra plates of savory pastries for his dinner.
Fortunately, his identity was that of a guest invited by Master Qian, so he could get practically anything he wanted to eat.
Otherwise, he would have had to go hungry.
When Chuntao returned with the pastries, her face was full of fear.
Zhao Xun already had a good idea why, but he pretended to know nothing and asked, "What's wrong? You look upset."
Chuntao placed the pastries on the small table beside Zhao Xun before saying uneasily, "Sir, Instructor Wu is dead."
"Dead?" Zhao Xun looked surprised. "When did it happen? How did he die?"
"I don't know either." Chuntao shook her head repeatedly. "On my way to the kitchen, I saw several people carrying something. I was curious, so I went over for a look, only to see Instructor Wu's body. His chest had