"Let's go to the fifth floor first, that place should be the scene of the first murder." There was nothing left to study about the corpse, and the detective interrupted everyone's thoughts.

The detective is the only clean identity, and it makes sense for him to have a rhythm.

"Okay."

The group came to the fifth floor, but the fifth floor was terrible clean.

There was no sign of a struggle, let alone a drag, and the rope that presumably tied it up and thrown down was not found.

It took at least three to five minutes to go down from the fifth floor to the first floor, but when the crime occurred, they were the first to come to the scene, so no one had time to commit the crime.

It can only be a time-delay device, but there is no one on the fifth floor.

There are only two footprints, one deep and one shallow, which are to forge the battlefield of suicide.

"The scene of the crime is not here."

Ansu changed his previous inference about the corpse, and according to the content of the autopsy report, in fact, the NPCs set in the real game were not so damaged.

If there is no trace on the fifth floor of the rooftop, it may have fallen from the third or fourth floor.

"Why can you be sure" Ansu's identity is suspicious in the detective's eyes, so the problem is a little more complicated when facing her.

"There are many factors, so it's better to go to the fourth and third floors first."

If it were to be explained, Ansu would need to make a series of formulas based on the autopsy report to deduce what kind of injuries would be suffered to the bodies that fell from the fifth and fourth floors.

And then analyze from the footprints and the habits of the deceased.

Although all this is not difficult for Ansu, if all this is brought out, the person who does not come and does not conform to the original owner will collapse when the time comes, and it will be boring to be directly regarded as a murderer.

And there should be obvious clues at the crime scene of this game, so it's better to go and see it for yourself.

"What kind of room is this location on the fourth floor" The detective knew that the tsundere Ansu wouldn't tell him so much, so he decided to take a look for himself.

"It's Earl Zhen's private library." The Qian servant replied without hesitation, but in fact it was based on the script and thought about it for a while.

"Take us to see" The detective suddenly became interested, the more private the place, the more likely it is to commit a crime.

The private library is more likely to be books, and even those who know Ouzhou can see that there are many famous masterpieces here, and out-of-print books that private collectors like to collect.

But in fact, the game team can't afford to store these books, so they are all props, but this also fully proves the intentions of the game developers.

If you want to see if your family has thrown it from here, you must first look at whether there are any marks next to the window.

"What is this?" the servant looked carefully at the alloy window, and found that there was a red mark, which looked like a blood stain.

The "It's Blood" detective knows a lot about this kind of game, and is familiar with the kind of paint that is impersonated with blood all year round.

Although there were many wounds on the body, it is not certain whether they were injured before death or if they were originally injured and bleeding, but there are suspicious places where there are blood stains.

"Candle" Dong next door excitedly pinched a little bit of wax oil, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Anyone who has read the script killing game knows that candles are a commonly used time-delay device, as long as the fire burns any rope, the murderer's purpose of creating an alibi is achieved.

"Look again, see where the rope is," the detective said very seriously at one point as if he had found a little pre-dawn light.

"Rope." Ansu gently pinched two fingers to face the detective.

If it weren't for the glimmer of sunlight reflecting off the window, it would have been hard to spot something in her hand.

In fact, it's a fishing line, the kind with good transparency.

"It's too thin, it can't bear the weight of the entity at all," Jia's daughter replied without being a detective, and was the first to laugh.

The jade of Pompeii, the delicate red girl, knows a little bit of fishing, and anyone who knows a little bit of fishing knows that a very thin fishing line can pull hundreds of catties of big fish out of the sea.

Today, the wood is more scum, and the red girl is your ignorance that has deceived you.

This little girl is very cute, stupid and cute.

"This thing is so thin, how can it cause such a thick strangulation mark" At this time, even Bai Fumei asked, because this was not the same rope as they imagined in common sense.

"This can be bundled a few more times." Liu Huajiang pushed his glasses and said calmly.

"Let's go see the corpse again." The detective nodded when he saw the thread in Ansu's hand, and solemnly shouted for everyone to go and see the entity.

The detective's appeal was still very strong, and the five of them returned from the fourth floor to the lawn on the first floor.

"Look," Jia daughter pointed to the deceased's arm and gestured to the person with a surprised expression.

"In addition to the bleeding wounds on the corpse, there were also a little traces of fuchsia burns."

"It's a burning burn of the fishing line" Because the burn marks are very light and purple like the strangulation marks, everyone didn't care about it just now.

"Let's go back to the library"

The rope and time-delay device have been found, and the murder method should be almost restored by this time.

This time-lapse device is actually very simple, just hang the NPC on the side of the window with a fishing line, and then light a candle and so on at a similar height, after burning the fishing line, the NPC will fall from the window on the fourth floor and fall to his death.

Because the material of the fishing line is different from the rope, the burned fishing line will break away from the corpse's arm in mid-air because it is very short, and may even disappear.

The detective restored the murder method this time, and everyone applauded.

"Who can come to Earl Jia's private library" Of course, the detective planned to follow the clues as soon as possible, so he asked the servant Qian.

"Usually it's left to Cousin Jasmine to clean, and even I can't come in and clean it." Of course, some of the content in Qian's servant's script is told the truth, and it does not carry any apologies and guilt.

Playing script killing, playing is heartbeat, playing is exciting.

"It's me." At this time, Cousin Jasmine also nodded and admitted, and she looked very calm, but there was still some anxiety in her eyes.

After all, this is pushing the suspicion on herself.

"But the key has always been in my room, and I really haven't been here today." In order to clear her suspicion, she confessed as soon as possible.

And these panics made the detective even more suspicious of her, quietly looking into her eyes and not speaking.

"I don't think there's any need for Cousin Jasmine to kill people where only she can come." Dong next door usually seems heartless, but at this time he still took the initiative to help Cousin Jasmine.

"And we have to think about whether a girl can move a grown man." Liu Huajiang also questioned mildly on the side.

Although it's just a game, these realistic factors will also be taken into account when the game is set, otherwise how can the result be convincing to the public?

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