"This dungeon is a stand-alone one, and this kind of thing must be specially arranged by the system when it appears next to the player, so the innkeeper must not be a murderer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" said the eighteenth lady of the house.

Bing Qingcheng nodded, thinking that you didn't even watch the scene, so you are so sure, maybe there will be a reversal.

"Detective who is incompetent like a stepping stone for the protagonist in a detective film, we must understand the truth of the matter." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "I just said that it will be tried in court, I don't know when." ”

"This afternoon." The old woman whimpered and cried, and came over,

[Task 3: Attend the trial on time this afternoon. 】

"Is that what it means that players are actively looking for quests?" Bing Qingcheng asked.

"Probably?" Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "Does this mean that the player should be a detective?" There is a word punctuality in the mission, and we need to know when the judgment will begin. I wanted to go to the cinema today. ”

[Mission 4: Investigate the movie theater before sunset.] 】

"Zhai Eighteen Niang, is this task related to what you just said?"

"Probably?" Zhai Eighteen Niang sighed, "Is it related to time?" So the tip is the clock. She turned up the steps of the inn and looked at the cobwebs on the doorbeam.

"Lady Melissa, can I call you that?" Zhai Eighteen Niang went down the stairs again to the old woman, comfortingly helped her up the steps and entered the hotel.

Bing Qingcheng guessed the development of the back a little, and closed the door tightly after entering.

"I know, you don't believe the boss is a murderer, and I don't believe either." Zhai Eighteen Niang held the old woman's hand and said, "Your hands are cold and cold, where is your room, shall I send you to rest?" ”

"No, no." The old woman waved her hand, "You are guests, I can't trouble you." ”

"Can you tell me how many people stayed here last night?" The eighteenth lady asked.

"It's just you and this young lady, and the deceased. The only service staff here is me and the owner. The old woman said a little upside down, "The boss can't kill anyone, usually come at twelve o'clock, and we will lock the door, and no one can come in." ”

"You're shivering, why don't you go and rest in bed for a while?" Bing Qingcheng said, "Don't you know that there are only three of us left?" I'll help you look at the inn. ”

"I'm really bothering you." The old woman pointed to the key on the counter, "I can't stand it anymore, that's the key, if you want to go out, just close the door, don't call me." ”

There was a lock and deadbolt on the door, and Bing Qingcheng had already hung the deadbolt just now, waiting for the old woman to go back and rest. The eighteenth lady of the house took the key on the counter and locked the door.

"The keys here are all on the counter, and it's too insecure." Bing Qingcheng said.

"Look, the key." Zhai Eighteen Niang whispered.

There were a lot of keys missing from the planks when they came last night, and now only their three keys and the keys to the third floor site are missing.

"Go upstairs, the octopus is still in the room."

The two returned to the room, ate something, and Zhai Eighteen Niang also fed the octopus, and then said to Bing Qingcheng, "I just thought of something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"The key is back on the board, is it someone who has been in the middle of the night last night, or who rarely left the room this morning. The detective came this morning, and I don't know who called the police. ”

"Guests won't know there's a dead person in the room. Is it an innkeeper or a maid? Bing Qingcheng analyzed.

"It could also be the murderer." Zhai Eighteen Niang gave the octopus to Bing Qingcheng, "For the time being, you carry the octopus." ”

I wanted to go to the scene to see, although there was a cordon on the staircase, but no one was guarding the scene, and the two went in in a way that did not destroy it and went upstairs.

Nothing could be seen from the door, the door was locked and there was no key downstairs. It may be that the detective thinks that no one will come in if he locks the door, and takes the key with him.

"This inn doesn't seem to have a spare key, and you can't see what's inside from the door, so it's open." The eighteenth lady of the house looked at the door lock and took out the lock pick.

"If you open the door, other guests will be able to find out?" Bing Qingcheng asked.

"Yes. If it were the boss, he couldn't have done such a thing. The eighteenth lady of the house tinkered twice and opened the lock.

"Is this a lock-picking device?"

"No, it's just an ordinary lock pick, also known as a master key." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "The City of Daylight has the skill of unlocking, but I still think it is more practical to master it." She handed the master key to Bing Qingcheng, "This is for you, the general mechanical lock can be opened, it is very useful." ”

Bing Qingcheng took it silently, she thought that it was probably this situation to pick the lock tool, right?

"But sometimes you don't have a master key, and you can pick the lock with a homemade tool like wire." Zhai Eighteen Niang continued, "You can practice it yourself, and you can continue to use it when you go back to the Silver Moon Continent." ”

"No need."

It was an exact room like the downstairs, with simple furniture, a bed, a chair, a table, and no place for even a cupboard.

Circled the victim's position in white, he collapsed under the bed, presumably with a head injury and a build-up of blood. However, there was blood splattered on the bed quilt and on the walls.

Other than that, nothing special, the rest of the place is clean.

"They also took the victim's luggage, we are going to the police station, just now the two cars are in different directions, probably pulling the body to the funeral home." Zhai Eighteen Niang took out the map, "I have some speculation, but I need evidence." ”

"What kind of speculation?" Bing Qingcheng asked.

"If you look at the depiction, the victim is a tall man, and the innkeeper is thinner." Eighteen Niang said.

"You're looking at the bed, here." Zhai Eighteen Niang sat up, "The back of my head is a little up, it's not that there are fresh traces of detachment from the wall skin." ”

Bing Qingcheng nodded.

"I tend to be an acquaintance." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "At that time, the victim was in bed and talking to people very relaxed. She stood up and let Bing Qingcheng sit where she was.

"Then the murderer talked to the victim, pressed his hand on his forehead while he was not looking, and slammed it against the wall." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, holding down Bing Qingcheng's forehead with her hand.

Zhai Eighteen Niang's eyes flickered a little, she covered Bing Qingcheng's eyes with her hand, and the other party couldn't see her weird eyes.

Bing Qingcheng felt very uncomfortable, sitting in the dead place in the dead man's room, she hurriedly pulled the hand of the eighteenth lady of the house down, stood up and turned out to be on the side of the bed, "With your hands, without the help of weapons?" ”

"If the victim wasn't stupid, he would have avoided it when he saw someone waving something long and hard at him."

But Bing Qingcheng disagreed with the statement of the eighteenth mother of the house. (To be continued.) )