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After two people were killed one after another, Peng Ligang always felt that it was dangerous to leave the knife in the kitchen, so he decided to lock the whole set of knives in the room where the corpse was parked. Before going upstairs, although Xu Yunchao pointed out to Peng Ligang which key to each of the two rooms was, when Peng Ligang came upstairs, he still confused the keychain.

"Damn, I just thought about things and messed up the key." Peng Ligang kept trying the door key, slapped his left hand on his head, and secretly scolded himself for being a fool.

"Whew, it's finally open." Peng Ligang tried seven or eight times, and finally got it right.

Although Xu Yunchao has many keys in his house, fortunately, not every key is exactly the same, and the key to the bedroom is a separate one, so Peng Li would open the door so quickly just now.

Peng Ligang put the knife on the side of the corpse, and then carefully studied Song Yu's corpse.

"What was the murderer's motive for killing? Why kill two people who have nothing to do with each other? Could it be that Mr. Song Xia Qing has **? Peng Ligang thought to himself, but immediately denied the idea.

"No matter which way you look at it, Mr. Song and Miss Xia Qing are like meeting for the first time, and there should be no involvement between them. Could it really be that female snow ghost who kills people? No...... Impossible, there is no such thing as evil ghosts killing people in this world, and if it is really evil ghosts killing people, then why should he bother so much. ”

The red candle next to the corpse had long been extinguished, and Peng Ligang accidentally discovered that these candles were burning to different degrees, as if each candle was lit at a different time, and it was not lit at the same time.

"Do you mean ......?" Peng Ligang looked at the candles on the ground, suddenly thought of something, and immediately rushed out of Song Yu's room and ran to Xia Qing's room, wanting to confirm his guess as soon as possible.

Peng Ligang anxiously tried the key to the door lock while carefully thinking about the details of the two murders.

The door lock turned, and with a slight push, the wooden door opened. Peng Ligang walked into the room and squatted next to the corpse to take a closer look at the candles around him. Sure enough, the candles here are also the same as the candles next to Song Yu's corpse, and they burn to a different degree. Some candles are a finger long, while others are only half a finger knuckle long.

"Sure enough, the candle that the murderer placed next to the corpse was left over from yesterday's ghost storytelling. But why did the murderer use the remaining candles? Peng Ligang's eyes lit up, and he was 100% sure of his guess, but another question came to his mind.

"Go downstairs and ask Mr. Xu, maybe there will be new clues." Peng Ligang thought to himself.

Peng Li had just locked the room, and after confirming that both rooms were completely locked, he returned to the living room downstairs.

Han Yuefei was still unconscious, and several other women were also sitting on the sofa at this time, quietly guarding Han Yuefei, unwilling to wake her up. Qi Zhenkun returned to Mu Na's expression, still ignoring the people around him and refusing to speak.

Xu Yunchao saw Peng Ligang returning to the living room, hurriedly walked over, and asked, "Mr. Peng, did you find anything?" ”

"Yes, but it's not a discovery."

"What's that?"

"The candle next to the corpse is the rest of the game we used yesterday, and this is obviously not a find."

"Oh."

Xu Yunchao sighed, stopped talking, and sat back on the sofa.

There are more and more problems that plague Peng Ligang, he drank too much wine last night, his head is still a little drowsy, and because of the lack of sleep, Peng Ligang yawned unfreely.

"I'm going to make you a cup of coffee." Su Xue'er suddenly stood up and said to everyone.

"Okay." Xu Yunchao replied casually.

"No, you have to go alone, you can't go alone. Shiyu, you can go with Xue'er. Peng Ligang said.

Li Shiyu nodded and accompanied Su Xue'er towards the kitchen.

"Mr. Peng, could the murderer be one of us?" Xu Yunchao lit another cigarette, took a deep puff, and then asked.

"Huh?" It's not that Peng Ligang didn't hear clearly.

"I said the murderer might be one of us." Xu Yunchao repeated.

"It's hard to say for the time being, if the murderer is one of us, how can we explain the footprints outside the door?" In fact, Peng Ligang has also been thinking about this problem, if the murderer is really one of them, how to explain the footprints left outside the villa door and in the snow.

"That's right, since the murderer wants to put all the blame on the snow ghost, there is no need to deliberately leave footprints outside, but there are no footprints in the room."

"Maybe the killer opened the door and took off his shoes outside the door before coming in."

The two talked for a while, and when it came to the question of footprints, they couldn't talk any more.

Meng Bingbing's words were really few, so few that Peng Ligang had never heard her say a word except for listening to her tell the ghost story last night. At this moment, all kinds of expressions appeared on Meng Bingbing's face, and fear, surprise, and panic were clearly printed.

"Miss Meng, are you okay, didn't you sleep well last night?" Peng Ligang asked.

"Thanks, I'm fine. I slept with Yue Fei last night. Meng Bingbing glanced up at Peng Ligang, and then looked at Han Yuefei, who was lying on the sofa and fainted due to excessive emotions.

"Huh? You slept with Miss Han last night? Didn't she sleep with his husband? Peng Ligang asked suspiciously.

"Didn't Mr. Yuefei get drunk last night and went to bed early, Yuefei said that his husband snored, so he came to sleep with me." Meng Bingbing replied.

The coffee is brewed quickly, and the aroma of coffee fills the living room, and at this time, even just smelling it can't help but lift people's spirits. Su Xueer held the plate, and Li Shiyu handed the coffee to everyone. Qi Zhenkun, who had been looking at the ground, also took the coffee cup from Li Shiyu's hand at this time, and drank it directly.

Looking at Qi Zhenkun's behavior, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, but they didn't know how to comfort him, and they each drank coffee slowly.

"How can you be so sleepy? It's so sleepy, coffee...... There is a problem. ”

Peng Li just finished drinking coffee, suddenly a strong tiredness hit the whole body, and gradually even opening his eyes became an extremely difficult thing, Peng Ligang closed his eyes, and found that the others were also sleeping deeply.

"Sleep, sleep, the death ritual will be carried out soon, pay for the crimes you have committed."

He suddenly stood up and looked at the crowd on the couch or the floor, the smile on his lips mixed with weirdness.

He took out the key from Peng Ligang's pocket, snorted coldly, and then still felt a little dissatisfied, and pushed Peng Ligang's head to the other side.

He dragged a man on the couch and slowly walked towards the staircase, apparently trying to take the man up to the second floor.

"There's not much time, the third ritual must be completed as soon as possible, or they will wake up."

He finally dragged the man to a room on the second floor, placed a candle on the floor, and lit it. Immediately, a sharp knife that shimmered with cold light appeared in his hand, and finally plunged deep into the chest of the man lying on the ground.

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