The first person tied up was a somewhat short man with a messy beard, with scraps everywhere, and his hair was condensed from side to side. However, he was quite full of energy and his eyes were bright, which was completely different from those refugees. He looked at it with a sense of joy.

"I am a court artist. I am responsible for performing interesting shows at major events to make the guests happy."

Suddenly, he was roasted by fire, knocked out of a wooden board, woke up by all kinds of things, caught and forced to take a shower, changed into a new piece of barbecue, and forced to put a few pieces of barbecue, and threatened by Ella with a knife that cuts meat, the palace artist couldn't hold on anymore and told everything he knew:

"Generally speaking, the consul will hold a banquet of big or small in the palace every once in a while, and then I will need my performance. There are also theater performances, music performances, etc., and I will also perform warm-up performances in the middle. Overall, I will have a performance every half month. When there is a performance, I can get more rewards. But in the past three months, the Earl of France has not asked me to perform anything. I haven't seen him for three months. In order to earn some extra money, I can only take some work in the tavern."

"That is, there has been no banquets or performances in Versailles for three months?" Ella asked.

"I'm not sure, maybe it's just held it, but I didn't invite me. The Palace of Versailles is very big, and my room is in a very remote corner. It's impossible to know everything that happened inside. And when I didn't arrange for my performance, I often go out to drink... Even if there are any activities in it, I don't know."

After saying that, the court artist looked at Ella pitifully: "That's all I know. Can you let me go?"

The second one was tied up was an old man who looked very knowledgeable.

"I... am... a library... an administrator. I manage... a picture... a book."

After being tossed by Ella, the old man was out of breath and almost died.

"I... met a week ago, and met the consul. He asked me to help find a few books, which were some knight novels. I guess... I guess I read them to her sister."

The third one was tied up like an official.

"I am a relief officer, responsible for providing relief to the victims during famines. But the consul has almost never had the idea of ​​relief since he came to power, so this is a idle position. I haven't seen the consul in three years, and I have forgotten what he looks like. But if you want to say abnormal words, several personal guards responsible for protecting the consul's safety have not been seen in the palace recently."

The fourth one was tied up was a chef.

"The consul likes to drink wine mixed with honey and mugwort. He is the only one in the court. I mix some of it for him every month. But in recent months, he has significantly reduced his drinking. He has not finished it now. But the consul is sure to be in Versailles. I promise 100% that those who say the consul are not here are nonsense. Three days ago, I saw the consul walk through the corridor and go to his sister Mary's room."

"Are you really seeing the consul?" Ella asked.

"Of course! Although it's just a back view, I can recognize him by looking at the back!"

The fifth one was tied up was a maid.

"I usually don't see the consul. Only at the dance party will I be arranged to serve tea and water and work. Then I can see him. Maybe because I'm too short, he never dances at the dance party. He always shows up and says hello to others and can't find anyone. The last time I saw him was at the dance party three months ago... The dance party was quite big, and many foreign nobles came to attend. The Duke of Brittany, the Princess of Navarra, and many nobles. I saw him chewing an apple and left. Then I heard that he was sick... Maybe you can ask the court doctor and find out more. I am just an insignificant maid, and my parents have to support me at home... So, please, can you let me go?"

Ella took the confessions of everyone and was puzzled.

"That's strange. The Count of Ile-de-France's love horse disappeared from the stable for three months; the court artist did not perform, three months; his wine was not finished, three months; the maid last saw him at a dance, three months ago; and his personal bodyguard disappeared, and the time was unknown. If we only look at this information, it can be basically concluded that the Count of Ile-de-France is not in Versailles. But the librarian said that he came to borrow books a week ago, and the chef also said that he had seen him in the corridor three months ago, and the strange decree that we met in the Duke of Normandy that only the Count of Ile-France would have issued... What's going on?"

"Since someone has seen him," said Amy, "that means that the Count of Ile-de-France is now in Versailles?"

"What's going on with the previous items? Will there be such a big change if he is in Versailles? Will those who like to drink suddenly stop drinking? Will his mount disappear, will he not add a new mount? Not to mention the disappearance of the guards... I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out."

"At present, the one who knows the truth is the one who knows the most about the matter." Amy said, "The Earl of France has only appeared twice. The time he borrowed the book was for Mary. The time in the corridor was also to Mary's room."

"The information is still insufficient." Ella slapped everyone's confession on the table, "Tie a few more people over."

The sixth one who was tied up...is Ravi.

"I admit my mistake! I've taken it all! Don't throw me into the sea to feed the fish!"

As soon as Ravi was poured out of the sack, he held his head and admitted his mistake.

"I did have a lot of accounts in your name and bought a lot of ore! Copper ore, iron ore, tin ore, lead ore, silver ore, gold ore, and stun ore, all of them are all. I also bought a lot of mercury, sulfur and saltpeter. Because I have all been refined into a black ball of things, I can't return it to you, but the substance will not disappear, it's just converted into another form, so you won't lose money if you want it... It doesn't matter if you don't want it! Give me some time, and I slowly decompose them..."

"In my name? That's it in the account of the Duke of Aquitaine. It doesn't matter?"

"That's good! I've been using Mary's name on credit recently. I don't use yours, I promise!"

"Not to mention this, Ravi, you have been in Versailles for a while," said Ella. "Then have you ever met the Earl of the Ile de France? That is, the consul of the Federation of Almany?"

"Consul? I've never seen it. I've been with Mary."

Ella noticed a strange thing: "You have been with Mary, but you have never seen the Count of Ile-de-France?"

"I haven't seen it." Ravi shook his head, "Mary always asked me to teach him alchemy, but she was afraid of smell and refused to learn it seriously. Not long after I went to class, she would interrupt, help me choose clothes, press me to make my hairstyle, and stuff me all kinds of snacks. We were almost all together except when we went to bed at night, but I had never seen the Count of Ile-de-France."

Amy asked curiously: "Why did she treat you so well?"
Chapter completed!