Chapter Seventy-Seven: Professional Blame (Part 2)
It seems that Fang Yi is angry, but it is not.
Because the probability of Qiu Baimeng being a [tracker] is very high, and once you guess correctly, the reward of [Locked Mutual Hunting] is also enough to compare to the reward for clearing customs.
"You must not give this head to anyone else."
Of course, this point reward is absolutely a drop in the bucket compared to the price of the [tracking card] itself.
If someone brushes points in this way, they will definitely lose their pants.
Stomp and tread.
At this moment, the footsteps outside were getting louder and louder, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
However, Qiu Baimeng in the room was not panicked at all.
Aiming the dagger at the arm and swiping lightly, a slender and bright red wound was suddenly formed.
Blood gushed out, soaked through clothes, and didn't look scary.
However, in fact, this kind of injury is simply a minor injury.
Except for a little pain in opening the wound, it was completely out of the way.
This can be seen from Qiu Baimeng's indifferent expression.
Lying down silently, rolling around the small pool of blood flowing from next to Alice's corpse, the clothes on Qiu Baimeng's body immediately turned red.
Finally, when the blood was wiped on his face, a tragic situation of serious injury and dying was simulated.
Weakening his breathing, Qiu Baimeng closed his eyes and lay on the ground, becoming motionless.
Bang!
Just when Qiu Baimeng was just doing everything, the door of the room was slammed open.
The butler and his party rushed into the room and immediately looked around vigilantly.
However, the next moment, their pupils shrank in unison, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of horror and sluggishness.
Because of the scene in front of them, they were almost unacceptable.
For some reason, the entire lord's bedroom became messy and filled with black smoke.
The surrounding flames were blazing, burning everything.
On the ground, there were three 'corpses', blood flowing all over the ground, intertwined.
"Fa, what's going on?!"
"Your Lord!"
"What's going on?!"
When he came back to his senses, exclamations and panic sounded at the same time.
Panic takes over their minds.
Although the housekeeper was in a high position, he was not a combatant, and he had never seen such a bloody scene, and he trembled with fear on the spot.
Although the lightly armed team has always been responsible for guarding the manor, they neglect training on weekdays and have no actual combat opportunities, so their ability is low, and they are completely overwhelmed when they encounter emergencies.
This state of panic lasted for a while before the housekeeper gradually calmed down.
"Quick, take all the corpses out, and then call someone to put out the fire!"
With the order, the lightly armed team has the backbone and is no longer confused.
Extinguishing the flames on the corpse of Count Xhosa, they carried the corpses out one by one.
But when they were about to carry Qiu Baimeng's body, the corpse suddenly moved.
"Damn?! Scam the corpse! ”
"Witch!"
"Curse!"
"Witchcraft!"
"Heresy!"
The scene suddenly became a mess, and Qi Qi took a step back.
The person carrying the corpse turned pale with fright, and his eyes for help kept throwing around.
It's not just that they are so frightened, it's really because Qiu Baimeng's 'death' is so miserable, and the blood is all smeared, and it's really impossible to be alive. Even an autopsy is not necessary.
"What are you yelling about!"
The butler was also taken aback at first.
But as soon as he calmed down, he realized that this was Dr. Mel's death.
"Dr. Mel shouldn't be dead yet! Put her down and let me see what's going on,"
Hearing the butler's words, everyone's panic weakened a little.
Stretching his neck and watching the butler go up and reach out to probe his breath, everyone's body was tense and ready to run away at any time.
In fact, the housekeeper's mood is also very nervous now.
However, in this group of people, as long as he can stand up and command, the lord is dead, and if he doesn't stand up to preside over the overall situation, the manor will really be finished.
And as he felt the moist breath exhaled from the tip of Dr. Mel's nose, the butler's mood eased.
"Alive! Not dead yet! Take it for treatment! ”
When everyone heard this, they exhaled in unison.
But then, they looked at each other.
"Steward Harrah, there are no more doctors in the manor......"
The people who can be brought here by the butler are all people he trusts, so the butler did not hide about Captain Rick.
Therefore, they also know about the death of Dr. Birdbeak in the dungeon.
At this moment, the only doctor left in the manor was lying on the ground, on the verge of death.
"Damn! Anyway, you take her to a safe place and take care of her first, and the others will fight the fire with me...... Not?! ”
As soon as the butler said this, he paused.
For he saw that Dr. Mel, who was on the ground, was struggling to open his eyes.
"Dr. Mel?!"
"Dr. Mel......"
Everyone exclaimed and looked at Qiu Baimeng with concern.
Qiu Baimeng's eyes had a hazy and dazed feeling.
She covered her head and said weakly, "I...... Here it is...... Yes! I remember, I was ...... by the Night Demon."
As if remembering something, she suddenly grabbed the butler by the collar.
Roll your throat and open your mouth with difficulty.
It was a hoarse voice that revealed grief and indignation.
"Daredevil! It was the Daredevil who killed the lord! ”
What the?!
Everyone's hearts were shocked.
"Damn! Sure enough, it's the Night Demon! ”
"The devil! He'll pay the price! ”
"The Daredevil must be among those guests! That bastard actually killed the lord first! ”
Everyone clenched their fists and was filled with grief and indignation.
The Count of Xhosa has always had a good reputation among the nobility.
Even when he treats his subordinates, he is very kind and kind and respectful.
Unexpectedly, in order to avenge his daughter and deal with the night demon, he caught fire and encountered such a tragic situation.
"Can't let it go! Don't let it go! ”
"Kill, kill, kill! Find the Night Demon! Kill the Daredevil! ”
"Kill all those guests!"
Anger ran into it, and everyone's eyes were red.
"Calm down!"
Although the housekeeper was also sad and indignant, he still remained rational.
Killing those guests may be able to avenge the lordship, but their lives will definitely be lost.
Not to mention...... Without the rearmour, where would they have the strength to deal with those guests.
After thinking about it, the butler stared at Qiu Baimeng and asked solemnly, "Doctor Mel, can you see the appearance of the night demon clearly?" ”
"The room was ...... at the time There was only one candle and the vision was dim...... Vaguely, I only saw ......"
Qiu Baimeng raised his head weakly and made a look of trying to think, but his eyes gradually began to close, and he looked dizzy and about to be unable to hold on.
"I only see ...... See...... to ......"
Before Qiu Baimeng could say anything, his eyes closed completely and softened.
"Dr. Mel?!"
"Dr. Mel!"
Everyone was shocked.
The housekeeper hurriedly investigated, and then he was relieved.