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"Coffee was drugged." This was the first thing Peng Ligang thought of after waking up, since he got up in the morning and found the body, the people in the villa had not eaten food. And Peng Ligang was the first to wake up, and everyone else in the living room fell asleep on the sofa crookedly, and everyone drank coffee together, the only possibility was that someone drugged the coffee.

"Poetry rain, poetry rain. Wake up. Peng Ligang hugged Li Shiyu, gently patted her beautiful cheek a few times, and exclaimed.

"Huh? What's wrong with me, how did I fall asleep here. Li Shiyu looked at Peng Ligang in a daze with half-open apricot eyes, and asked with sleepiness and puzzlement.

"You get up first and wake up the others." Peng Ligang had an uneasy thought in his heart, and hurriedly helped Li Shiyu up.

The others woke up one after another, wondering why they had fallen asleep on the couch.

Suddenly, I only heard Li Shiyu exclaim and shouted, "Oh no, Bingbing is gone." ”

Li Shiyu's words were like thunder in the nine heavens, smashing into everyone's already fragile hearts. Peng Ligang's first thought was the key on his body, and he subconsciously put his hand into his trouser pocket.

"Not true. I remember putting the key in my left pocket before I went downstairs, but now it's in my right pocket. ”

I took the key out of my pocket.

This is Peng Ligang is very sure, the key will not run to another pocket by itself, and Peng Ligang has absolute confidence in his memory, it is impossible that he has put the wrong pocket.

Han Yuefei also woke up when she heard the sound, and suddenly cried loudly again.

The old grandfather clock struck eleven times, announcing the present moment.

"It's not good, Miss Meng may have an accident, go to her room and take a look." As soon as Peng Li finished speaking, he ran to Meng Bingbing's bedroom on the second floor, and everyone immediately followed.

Peng Ligang reached out to push the door, but the wooden door of Meng Bingbing's room was firmly locked and did not move. Peng Ligang took out the key from his pocket in a panic, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't open the wooden door in front of him.

"Click"

The sound of metal turning came, and Peng Ligang finally tried the right key and opened the wooden door. And the scene behind the door made everyone's already tense nerves hit a catalyst again.

Meng Bingbing lay motionless on the floor, her hands folded on her lower abdomen, her towering chest did not rise or fall, and she was obviously not breathing. On the right chest, there is a knife inserted, and 70% of the blade has been pierced into the body. The clothes around the blade have long been dyed red.

There was a red candle above Meng Bingbing's head, and the flame of the candle had already been blown out by the air flow generated by Peng Ligang pushing the door just now.

"It's dead." Peng Ligang squatted next to Meng Bingbing's corpse, stretched out his hand and tried it on the artery between the neck, but there was no beating. Then he said: "I died for less than an hour, and my body still has residual warmth." ”

"This ...... What the hell is going on and why...... Why keep killing. We're all going to be killed, we're all going to die. The snow ghost is coming, the snow ghost is coming. Qi Zhenkun looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and suddenly roared loudly as if he was crazy, and pinched his neck vigorously with both hands, as if he wanted to kill himself.

"No, it's not a snow ghost killing people at all, someone is deliberately disguising himself as a snow ghost to divert our attention. If it was really the Snow Oni who killed the people, he didn't have to drugged us all in the coffee we drank. Peng Ligang walked up to Qi Zhenkun, stretched out his hand and broke his hands around his neck, and said to everyone.

"Mr. Peng, although I am also an atheist, how to explain these things in front of me. Even if the murderer is a human being, then what method did he use to put the ** into the coffee we drank. Xu Yunchao also seemed to be unsteady, and his mature face also showed a look of fear and fear at this time.

"Yes, you say...... The coffee was brewed by your wife and his wife, could it be that the murderer put ** in the coffee through the air? Or did the two of them put it in? Qi Zhenkun shouted at Peng Ligang, and the bad emotions that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly turned into anger and roared hysterically.

"Mr. Peng, what Mr. Qi said is also very right, the coffee is indeed made by my wife and your wife, the two of them will definitely collude to drug their husbands, and it is impossible for the murderer to put ** in the coffee invisibly. If the murderer is one of us, everyone has drunk coffee, and it is impossible for the murderer to resist the power of ** without falling unconscious. ”

Peng Ligang didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer at this time, because now even he didn't know how the murderer made himself resist ** and not fall asleep.

Peng Ligang walked around Meng Bingbing's corpse, and suddenly noticed that there was only a red candle on the floor.

"No, the murderer should have put two candles, why did it suddenly become one this time? Could it be that these three people were killed by two different murderers? Peng Ligang looked at the corpses and candles on the ground and thought to himself.

Peng Ligang was already engrossed in thinking at this time, and unconsciously walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, holding his chin with his left hand.

"Peng ......" Xu Yunchao didn't know what Peng Ligang wanted to do, so he opened his mouth and asked, but as soon as Peng Zi spoke, he was stopped by Li Shiyu.

"Mr. Xu, my husband is thinking about the problem, please don't disturb him." Li Shiyu naturally knows Peng Ligang very well, and she once saw Peng Ligang solve the 'Legend of the Tourist Village Murder Incident' with her own eyes.

Maybe Peng Ligang was a little tired holding his chin with his left hand, and wanted to change his hand, and when his left hand was propped up on the bed, Peng Ligang suddenly touched something. Peng Ligang turned his head to see that he had come to touch the white pillow at the head of the bed, and there were some fallen hairs on the pillow. But the strange thing is that there are two kinds of hair of different lengths on the bed, the slightly brownish-red one is obviously the deceased Meng Bingbing's, and the short and black hair is obviously falling from the man's head.

"Didn't Miss Meng sleep with Miss Han, why did she have men's hair on her bed?" Peng Ligang picked one out of it, stretched it out in front of Xu Yunchao, and asked.

"This ...... I don't know about this, but it might be whose hair loss. Xu Yunchao said uncertainly.

"No, there are obviously people on these two pillows, obviously someone slept with Miss Meng last night. And it was a man who slept with him. Miss Meng lied. Peng Ligang twisted the broken hair in his hand and thought to himself.

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