Because of the matter of the wooden wall, Yan Muheng's memories were interrupted, and his sad sigh was also in vain. Yan Muheng walked back to Mr. Chef, squatted down, and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes that had not yet dried for him.

Mr. Chef's eyes were facing the entrance and exit of the basement, where Eternal had left just now, and Yan Muheng said softly, "At the last moment of your life, are you confessing to him?" ”

No one would answer him, the void was accompanied only by the biting cold, and even the sigh seemed to stick between his lips and teeth.

Gently closing Mr. Chef's eyes, Yan Muheng took advantage of the small gap that had not yet returned, and walked in the direction of the underground cave, it was a sloping road, and the entrance was not big, but after entering, the space would slowly expand.

Yan Muheng has passed by here countless times, and it can be said that he is familiar with the way, and he wants to take a look to see if there is any trace left by the murderer. Just now Xiao Xiao was here, and he was not good at acting, because Xiao Xiao didn't know that he knew about the rock cave.

If the murderer had followed Mr. Chef and entered, he might have left footprints or something. The ground is damp and there are some lichen plants growing all year round.

Yan Muheng carefully searched and checked on the necessary path, and after going back and forth many times, he finally found a small white object in a small puddle, shaped like the tip of a chicken claw bone, and there was black dirt on it.

Yan Muheng wanted to use his nails to remove the black part, but he couldn't get it off at all. Pinching the small thing between his index finger and thumb, Yan Muheng felt that it was familiar.

After careful screening, Yan Muheng suddenly remembered the white bones on the skeleton in the house, wasn't this like a small section of fingertip bones?

Thinking of this, Yan Muheng couldn't help but shudder, could it be that someone got the skeleton here? Who knows about the existence of skeletons other than butlers and cooks? ”

"The death incident in the house, so far, Yan Muheng only knows about the murder of a middle-aged woman and the death of Shu Xue that Mei Xiaoxiao just said, and he has not understood the rest, because he doesn't have much time to go in and out of the house.

‘Eternal。 Yan Muheng suddenly reacted to this name in his mind, why didn't he see him when he was in the ruins just now, could it be that he killed Mr. Cook and ran back to the main house?

"If Eternal, I wouldn't have killed Mr. Chef, yes, Eternal wouldn't have killed anyone." As if making excuses, Yan Muheng repeatedly denied the possibility of Eternal's murder.

He put the little thing in his pocket, searched the surrounding passage again, still did not find the imaginary footprints, estimated the time, Mei Xiaoxiao and Liu Qiao Pu were about to come, he took a step back into the basement.

As soon as he arrived in the basement, as soon as he closed the entrance and exit connected to the rock cave, Yan Muheng immediately felt that the moisture around his body had weakened a lot.

'When I came here before, why didn't I notice that the basement was dry?' Perhaps because he was still seeking answers in his heart, Yan Muheng looked at the wooden wall without any water stains.

It must have been treated, and within a few years, perhaps Mr. Butler had done it, but how did he get the waterproofing paint on the back of the plank wall, did he dismantle it and replace it with new planks? ’

Looking around carefully, Yan Muheng felt that it was impossible to reassemble it, because it looked almost the same as what he had seen before, and even felt even more old, and the lines and cracks on the wooden board were full of dirt.

Giving up the question he was thinking about again, Yan Muheng felt that his head was not easy to use today, really, he hadn't found an answer to a question until now, just when he was in a daze because of thinking, there was a footstep sound from the underground cave, it should be a small turning footsteps.

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It was almost dawn, and Eternal was wandering alone through the rubble, and it didn't matter which body was in the ground, no matter what the policewoman was going to do with it, because he had destroyed the evidence in the food warehouse.

The death of Mr. Cook really frustrated him, and he had hoped that the chef would turn around and point the detectives in the right direction, but now it seemed that he had to go into the main house and maneuver around on his own.

Eternal wasn't afraid of the killer, he thought the killer should be afraid to see him. He was just worried about Horror and Sissy, the secrets of these two little girls that the murderer would never let the murderer find out.

As for the brainless Yan Muheng, he must also be hiding some secrets, so it would be good for him to continue to be with the criminal police, so that he could rely on the criminal police to restrain his hands and feet.

But thinking about it, Eternal always felt that something was wrong, the problem might be Yan Muheng's body, Eternal always felt that he had become constrained because of this person, just like just now, for so many hours, why didn't he think of doing anything at all except for changing here?

Maybe it was because Yan Muheng took Xixi away, which made Eternal start to get nervous, "He won't hurt Xixi, absolutely not." I don't know why, Eternal's intuition is that Yan Muheng will not do anything harmful.

Probably because the policewoman was by her side! 'Eternal has begun to find a reason for his thoughts.

Gradually, he regained a little composure, and what he had done in the middle of the night and the vows he had made in the snow had not forgotten at all.

I can't stay here anymore, the policewoman is coming back, and so is Yan Muheng, they will find me." Thinking of this, the tall man quickly disappeared into the darkness, as if he had never come.

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The evidence in the outdoor food warehouse has been cleared by Eternal, and he is protecting someone, who can be sure that it is not Mr. Cook who died in the basement.

Now, when it was close to dawn, no one would enter Aunt Wen's restaurant again, and no one could come out, because the restaurant didn't know when it was all frozen, like a huge block of ice.

And on the front of the huge ice block, there was a corpse with only the head and upper body glued to it, and the front of the head was pressed against the frame under the window, leaving a black blood stain on the glass.

It can be seen that the back of the corpse's head was smashed open with a blunt object, and the blood and brain pulp were all frozen together, and the protruding part was like the terrifying opposite sex in the movie.

Neither the people living in the restaurant nor the survivors of the treacherous house have yet to find that a single person has been turned into a corpse and frozen here.

No one knows for sure where the body came from, whether it was a man or a woman. How did Aunt Wen's restaurant get frozen in its entirety? We can only hope that after dawn, the detectives and detectives in the house will find some new clues.