Chapter 880, The Bold Murderer

What will be the major discovery in Cang'er's room? Zhiyi was walking around the room, and suddenly she stood in front of the cabinet, and after opening the cabinet door, she saw that the cabinet was empty.

Cang'er was taken away by Long Yueya, it stands to reason that Cang'er's clothes should be there, Zhiyi asked, "Where are Cang'er's clothes?"

Bai Luo Dao Feng Hong shook his head, since Cang'er disappeared, they haven't been here again, how can they care about Cang'er's clothes.

It's puzzling that the clothes are gone.

Zhiyi asked Bai Luo, "When you came in, did you notice if the wardrobe door was open?"

Bai Luo shook his head, "I only care about the silver whistle, I don't care about anything else." ”

Red Flame asked, "Did he say anything before he died?"

Bai Luo shook his head again, "But he shoved this in my hand." ”

Bai Luo was holding a silver whistle in his hand, which was given to the silver whistle by Zhiyi.

Knowing that when she saw the sentry was like seeing the smiling face of the silver whistle when she received it, tears flowed down instantly, and she walked to Bai Luo with two quick steps and took the whistle.

Red Flame didn't know the meaning of the whistle, "Left behind when he was dying, could it be that the silver whistle is related to the murderer?"

"I gave him the silver whistle, and the silver whistle is suitable for him. ”

Bai Luo wondered, "Then why did he give it to me?"

Zhiyi shook her head, her mind was confused, and she had no clue at all.

Red Flame turned around and walked to the window, "There are three footprints on the windowsill, two of which were left by Long Yueya who robbed Cang'er before, and the remaining one was left by the murderer." ”

Zhiyi put away his sorrow, "The direction of the footprints is outward or inward." ”

"Facing outward, it should have been left behind by the murderer when he fled after the killing. ”

"So, the murderer entered through the door, isn't he afraid of being bumped into by other people?"

Red Flame answered, "It seems that he had already decided that there was only one person in the inn, Silver Whistle, before he came in to commit murder. ”

"Bai Luo, when you came back, did you see anyone?"

"No, I saw the light in the Cang'er room from a distance, and after entering the inn, I went upstairs to check, who knew that I saw the silver whistle lying on the ground, I hurriedly walked to his side, I asked him who the murderer was, he was too weak to speak, and then he stuffed the silver whistle to me, and then he lost his breath," Bai Luo paused, "By the way, I heard a sound outside, I went to the window, but I didn't find anything." ”

"What kind of sound?"

Bai Luo recalled carefully, "Plop. ”

Red Blaze and Chiichi turned around at the same time, and they poked their heads out of the window, and under the windowsill was a thick branch where people could stand.

Zhiyi speculated, "When Bai Luo returned to the inn, the murderer was committing a crime, and when he heard someone going upstairs, he jumped out of the window and stood on the trunk of a tree outside, and the sound you heard may be the sound of him diving." ”

Hearing that he almost ran into the murderer, Bai Luo was so frightened that his face turned white, Bai Luo didn't know kung fu, and if he did, it would be a dead end.

Dao Fenghong, who was standing behind Bai Luo, comforted Bai Luo, "Don't be afraid, there is a master." ”

Seeing that Bai Luo was so frightened, Zhiyi said, "You go back and rest first." ”

Dao Fenghong helped Bai Luo to leave, and Chi Flame persuaded Zhiyi, "You can rest too." ”

Zhiyi shook his head, and Red Flame said again, "Then you eat something, the dishes made by Silver Whistle today are all what you like to eat." ”

Remembering that she would never be able to taste Silver Whistle's cooking skills again, Zhiyi nose pantothenic, even though she was not hungry, she still sat at the table.

Taro pot, home-cooked tofu, steamed fish, honey chicken, and stewed kelp pork rib soup, knowing that the taste is light, Silver Whistle caters to her taste.

The taro is lumpy, and it melts when you take a sip, and I choked it, and said intermittently, "In the Liuxia Sea, the taro burned by the silver whistle is either not powdered, or it is not powdered in pieces, I casually said that the taro should be boiled into cakes, that is, tangible and mouthful, at that time he called it impossible, let me ask another Gaoming." ”

Now Silver Whistle has done it, and she can't get it.