I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

The time for preparing the meal passed quickly. Xie Qi was wearing a white chef's uniform. Although the dark circles under his eyes affected his appearance, he looked like a professional and elegant chef at first glance.

Mrs. Custer had also gone downstairs. She seemed to know everything that happened in the morning. When the guests complained about the chef's bad attitude, she just smiled and listened, and did not say that she would punish Xie Qi for it.

Only after hearing that the loser was the rich businessman, her smile deepened. Her slender eyes slightly raised, and the sight of him made the rich businessman feel as if he was being stared at by a beast.

Fortunately, this feeling was only for a moment. Mrs. Custer turned her head and looked at the kitchen, only to see Xie Qi pushing the dining cart out.

Today's meal was different from yesterday's, but it also melted in the mouth. All the guests and Mrs. Custer expressed satisfaction.

The rich businessman could only sit alone and watch them feasting, but he could only watch with an empty stomach.

"Damn it! You said you won't give me food, so you won't give me food. Wait, I'll send people to this broken island to catch you all after I go back."

The rich businessman stared at Xie Qi standing aside fiercely, muttering.

[Are you grateful that I didn't give you food? Do you know what this is made of? ]

[Thank you for what? He had eaten it yesterday, and he seemed to like it very much (vomit)]

[It should be said that this chef's cooking skills are really good. Without looking at the ingredients, the appearance alone makes people very appetizing. ]

[If you ask me, this novelist is the most cunning. He said he was a vegetarian at the beginning and hid away. ]

[Newcomer report, no, look at the previous barrage, has the world become so crazy? ]

[How can a gourmet be called a gourmet if he doesn't eat sheep? (dog head)]

Just when the rich businessman was looking forward to it and everyone was satisfied, the lunch ended.

Mrs. Custer still did not greet everyone, but went upstairs to her room.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Xie Qi and Nicaros, mainly Nicaros, also said goodbye to the guests.

They also let the guests visit at will, but it was better not to leave the villa, because there was a forest behind, and occasionally wild beasts would appear, and it would be bad if they were injured.

Suddenly, it seemed that there were only eight of them in the whole hall.

The servants had not appeared all morning, and now there was no one in sight.

At this time, Bailey pushed his glasses and said to everyone seriously:

"Everyone, we are all on the same boat now. We didn't have time to talk last night because we were too tight. Can you tell me what you think of this place today? I always feel that this place is very strange, but I can't tell what the problem is."

His words were also what everyone thought in their hearts. A villa suddenly appeared on a desolate and remote island, and the people inside were very strange. No one could ignore it.

"I think there is too little information now. Let's search here separately and discuss it together."

Song Nan folded his arms and put forward his own opinion.

"What's the point of wasting time? I can beat up all the old and young people here with one punch. Then everything in the villa will be ours."

Brussels is two meters tall and strong. He leaned on the sofa and gestured to Song Nan about the muscles on his arms.

The blonde woman still leaned beside him. Seeing how strong he was, she nestled in his arms with admiration in her eyes.

"Tsk--"

A mocking voice sounded, and Brussels turned his head to see that it was the white-haired little white face.

"Phil! Don't think I dare not beat you. We are not in Manhattan now. Do you think the Chris family can still protect you like before?"

Phil shook the wine glass in his hand, which contained the red wine left over from lunch just now.

He is very handsome, with a deep jawline like an English aristocrat, but the disdain on his face broke it all.

"Come if you have the guts. Let's see if I don't make it back alive, but you are fine. When my brother sees that I am gone, will he make you all disappear from the face of the earth?"

His pronunciation was elegant in the British style, but the words he said were chilling.

Others fell silent after hearing his words.

Even the rich businessman knew that he couldn't afford to offend the Chris family. He was at best a nouveau riche, and the Chris family was aristocratic family of Country Y. They had immigrated from Country Y to Country M half a century ago. Their family business involved all aspects, and even the political arena had people they funded. They were not something they could provoke.

[I didn't expect that this white-haired man had a high status, and he was very smart. He knew how to use his status to make the other party afraid of him. ]

[Yes, this deserted island was deserted and uninhabited. Who knows when someone would stab them in the back. Now they were afraid that they would be stabbed when they returned.]

[At first, I thought he would be the first to die because of his arrogant look. Now it seems that he should be able to survive. ]

[Doesn't anyone think he is handsome? He looks like a tsundere (evil smile)]

[Can you get out if you only look at the face? You should let the chef make you an ingredient. ]

[Is it necessary to be so angry in the front? I added that I am happy to make ingredients for the chef (shy)]

[...I admire you! (fist)]

Papa--

Bailey clapped his hands twice to draw everyone's attention back.

"Now is not the time for internal strife. We still have to stay here for seven days. During this time, we can only work together to find ways to make ourselves feel better."

He turned to look at Phil and said seriously: "The owner here is mysterious, the chef is also very strange, and the servants only appear at night. If we don't figure out the secret of this villa, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to wait for the cargo ship to arrive."

Phil also knew that what he said made sense, turned around and drank by himself, and no longer paid attention to Brussels' provocation.

Bailey wanted to continue talking about business, so he turned around and asked Anne who had been hiding aside:

"Annie, you said last night that you knew about the Custer family. Can you tell me if there is anything else we don't know?"

Seeing everyone looking at her, Anne seemed to be startled.

Her black hair had been washed last night, and now it was draped behind her like silk. She was originally a beauty at first glance, but her whole temperament was broken by the cowardice between her eyebrows, so that people who saw her rarely noticed her appearance.

"I don't know much, I just know that the ancestors of the Custer family seem to be a noble family in Country Y, but they have a low title and are not very famous. Moreover, their family has a congenital genetic disease, and each generation does not live beyond 40 years old..." Her voice was so soft that if the hall was not so quiet at this time, I am afraid that no one would have heard it.