"First of all, the blood stains on the ground are almost all over the entire corridor, indicating that the assailant must have come all the way up the stairs from the second floor; the first floor of the hotel is a restaurant, and many customers must have seen his face; since the time of the murder was almost two quarters of an hour ago, it is only necessary to know who went upstairs during that time to eliminate many people. ”

"Secondly, it is not that the assailant is very fast—of course, this cannot be denied—but the real reason is that he is very hidden, judging from the approximate location of all the deceased, they were all staring at the door of the deputy overseer's room without exception, and the staircase behind them is a blind spot for everyone's view, and anyone coming up does not know;"

"The fatal wounds of all corpses are from the bottom up, the steps are narrow, the perpetrator must be a small man, the wounds are narrow on the right and deep on the left, shallow on the right and wide on the left, so he is still left-handed;"

"The window is open, so the assailant must have left through the stairs or he would have been discovered, and the absence of bloodstained footprints on the ground proves that the person was very careful, and he returned the same way by stepping on the footprints he came;

"The deceased had a wound on his hand, and his bulging eyeballs proved that he had resisted before he died, and the voice must have been loud but certainly unnoticed, and it may have even been mistaken for something else;"

"Finally......" The black-haired wizard paused deliberately, got up and looked back at the people present, "Smack!" snapped his fingers, and his fingertips swept over his front bangs:

"It's the corpse's hand that moves first!"

The explanation ended, but unfortunately the "audience" was not very cooperative...... Overseer Nilton's face was as black as carbon, the two officers and the doglegs were dumbfounded, only the frightened innkeeper got up tremblingly, his expression dazed:

"Corpse, corpse first hand?"

"Didn't I explain in detail enough?" Loren frowned slightly, sighed and shrugged: "Why are all the guards staring at the door of the deceased's room, why is there a loud noise and screams in the room and no one notices, why is the perpetrator so sure of the deceased's room?!"

"Yes, anyone?" said one of the officers, trembling.

"That's right!" the black-haired wizard curled the corners of his mouth, "It would be more accurate to say that there were two perpetrators, and one of them was already in the deceased's room, and he walked in open-mindedly - that's why I'm sure the innkeeper is lying!"

"I didn't lie!" The innkeeper, who was all eyes on him, hurriedly retorted: "I really didn't see anyone else!

"Male or female?" Loren raised an eyebrow impatiently.

"Uh-huh?!"

"Young teeth, Lori, girl, royal sister, wife, Zhengtai, youth, mature man, uncle...... Either way, there must be one he likes, right?" the black-haired wizard stared at him:

Say ——!!!!"

"Yes, it's a little girl——!"

Screaming at the top of his throat, the innkeeper who broke the can and broke the innkeeper shouted hysterically: "I saw with my own eyes, he carried a little girl upstairs——!"

"Very good!"

Loren decisively pressed the innkeeper's shoulder, gave him a thumbs up, and looked up at the officers who still looked stupid: "May I ask you what else do you want to ask?"

As the words fell, the two officers couldn't even understand what he was talking about, and one of them scratched his head and said tentatively:

"You mean vampires... There are two?!"

"......" Loren Turin.

"Wait, that's not right!" another officer hurriedly waved his hand: staring at the black-haired wizard: "How do you know that the murderer is definitely not a vampire, and you have no evidence!"

“......”

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Loren, whose shoulders kept shaking, tried his best to calm himself... He could already hear the wild laughter of a teenager in his head.

If it weren't for someone nearby, he would have been rolling on the ground with his stomach in his arms, right?

"Because I've seen vampires with my own eyes, and not only that, I've seen with my own eyes how it can wipe out a living person. Barely squeezing out a stiff smile, Loren looked at them "full of kindness": "Whether it is the way of killing or the traces left at the scene, it is definitely not a vampire that will be left." ”

"How do you know?" another officer who had just scratched his head snorted disdainfully, expressing disbelief: "Even if there really are two... Who knows if the little girl he hugged in was a vampire?"

You stalker... It's just a fight at all, right?

"The way to tell this is simple and it's right in front of you. Loren still smiled and raised his hands: "All you have to smell is to smell it; What does it smell like in the air?"

"Blood, gore?"

"What's the biggest trait of a vampire?"

“...... Vampire?"

"That's right!" Loren snapped his fingers and raised his eyebrows: "If it's really a vampire, is there even a drop of plasma left in this room?!"

The two officers finally stopped talking.

The black-haired wizard frowned slightly... Judging from the traces in the room, the other party is a master, but not a real assassin, it seems to be perfect but there are too many flaws - if it is a night watchman, I am afraid that I can't find a trace of evidence except for guessing that there is a ghost!

But whether it was the method of assassination, the vaguely detectable alchemy elixir residue, the sword wound, and the layout of the whole plan, all made Loren feel particularly familiar, as if the murderer was someone he knew.

Edward?

No way... Not to mention whether Root trusts him at the moment or not, no matter which one will not let him leave the imperial capital of Golovin, not to mention that Edward will never betray the empire, especially the royal family.

It is better that Loren trusts him, and Rut Infinit trusts him.

Kill the vice-overseers of the Doge's Mansion and blame the vampires... This kind of thing, no matter how you look at it, can't it be said that it is "for the empire", not to mention that this guy has always been cautious, how can he deliberately leave so many flaws that he can be exposed by himself at a glance?

He is not tall, he is ruthless, he is cautious and decisive... The corners of Loren's eyes, who bowed his head and were silent, trembled slightly, and an inexplicably familiar image appeared in his mind, and his appearance became clearer......

"I see, there were no vampires in this matter from beginning to end, but someone was using the name of vampires to commit murder!" Five minutes later, it dawned on one of the officers:

"That way, even if we catch a vampire, we won't know who the real murderer is!"

"That's right, besides, we don't dare to catch vampires at all, isn't that looking for death?"

Just when the two officers were still looking at each other, Nilton, who had been black-faced, finally couldn't bear it anymore and slammed away the innkeeper who was sitting on the ground:

"Shut up, you ——!!!! of the shit"

He's really fed up with these bunch of waste, and it's useless except to cause trouble for himself!

"Tell me, tell me who you are, why are you here, and who asked you to come?!" Nelton, whose face was extremely ugly, stared at the black-haired wizard in front of him, who was still fearless, and his eyes narrowed into a slit:

"Why do you know so much about these things, and what exactly do you have to do with the murderer?!"

An officer standing in the back said tremblingly, "Overseer......"

"Shut up when I didn't ask you!"

"No, this guy ......"

"Can't you understand people?!" Nilton turned his head abruptly and glared at him fiercely, "What's the matter?"

"He's the stranger who made trouble at the gate of the city, from the imperial capital!" The officer who was scared half to death hurriedly said: "You didn't give an order, we brought him over, but I didn't expect ......"

"This is the outlander?!" Nilton glanced at the black-haired wizard who was still smiling indifferently, his expression shocked to the extreme.

"That's right, I'm 'that outlander'. Gently hooking the corners of his mouth, Loren stretched out his right hand towards Nilton: "Loren Turin, wizarding advisor to His Highness Brandon de Salion, Viscount of the Empire, you just call me Loren." ”

"......" Nilton.

"May I ask how to get to the palace of the Red Blood Castle, I have an urgent need to see the Countess Charlotte Turin, preferably now. ”

Saying that, the black-haired wizard didn't forget to hand out an inquiring glance at everyone:

"Yes... Can you help arrange it?"