Diana took the frame off, slammed it to the ground, pulled out the picture, and lit it with a match.

This time, she burned not even a single corner of paper.

After doing that, she left.

"What did the detective say?"

"It's hard to say, it's like smearing Indian divine oil, and I'm so confident that I can't see if he has real materials."

"What is the Indian Divine Oil?"

"Good things, after being smeared, people can't help but flutter, like taking drugs."

Diana still wanted to ask, but was pushed away by Ringer, and leaving the white house, Ringer went to the vegetable garden to look for Sabonny.

These days, except on exceptional circumstances, Ringer rarely sees Shabonny rising, and he spends almost twenty-four hours in his paradise.

When the big devil counted the number of people just now, he came, he looked sick, he had no spirit at all, and when he asked, he knew that his harem had expanded, and he now had six concubines, when Shabonny said that the concubine, the fatigue seemed to be gone all of a sudden, and he became energetic, Ringer was afraid that it was the prelude to the return to the light, this kid was really too deadly, besides, his new concubine was still so individual, the cow was tall and the horse was big, and in the stone house on the edge of the vegetable garden, the tallest nuns in the convent were all gathered.

When Ringer arrived, he opened the door of the stone house, and the scene was so dirty that he didn't even see it.

Ringer wanted to drive the two nuns away, but Shabonny was anxious with him and said, "You try?"

Well, you just give up, Mr. Shabonny.

Poor Shabonny, his big chest has been a lot smaller since he came to the abbey, look how much energy you still have to toss.

Originally, Ringer wanted to remind him to be careful recently, after all, the monastery is dead, and it is not an ordinary way to die, and this ghost thing actually drove himself out.

Ringer found the big devil, he had to react to the situation, he couldn't go on like this, the monastery was a place of cultivation, how could this be?

The big devil's statement was unexpected: you know, before Shabonny came, Corrie was the most difficult troublesome person to manage in the abbey, and after Shabonny came, Corrie's temper became much better, which was the credit of Shabonny, besides, the patrol of the monastery still depends on a few of them, and Shabonny is regarded as a prize for them, you won't mind, right?

Ringer had nothing to say.

He returned to his room, and as soon as he entered the door, Nalan Haiying came to the door and said that he wanted to give himself a gift in return for the statue that Ringer gave her, and her gift was a paper crane.

Ringer laughed.

Nalan Haiying saw that Ringer was so happy to accept his gift, and he was also very happy, the two were muttering and chatting in the room, and finally, Ringer asked her if she wanted to go home, now that the weather is good, you can send her back, Nalan Haiying burst into tears all of a sudden, why did she cry while talking.

Crying and crying, Nalan Haiying said that she was the only one left in her home, and the others were all killed by bandits, or they were taken away.

My God...

Ringer hurriedly comforted her, and Nalan Haiying slowly recovered.

The two continued to whisper, Ringer told her some of his own stories to amuse her, and Nalan Haiying also told her some of her little friends' play deeds.

They were chatting happily, and the dean asked the assistant to come to Nalan Haiying and go back to study.

The big devil is so interested in Nalan Haiying, and Ringer is a lot more relieved.

After Nalan Haiying left, Ringer picked up the book called the history of the Siberian Khanate, and borrowed it from the big devil for so long that he didn't have time to read it.

Mei Dong said that the person who pretended to be Father Mohan might have come for himself, and Ringer felt that he could not think of a second person except the white-eyed old man who could have such strange methods, and he wondered if he could find some clues from the book.

What made Ringer feel ashamed was that he couldn't read all the words.

You have to find Sharapova.

After Sharapova was frightened by the big devil, she didn't know where she was hiding, and Ringer couldn't find anyone.

Ringer threw the book aside and used his brain to sort it out.

Thinking about it, sleepiness hit, he yawned, lay on the bed, ready to take a nap, this sleep, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already dark.

Sharapova didn't bring him dinner, he had to go to the cafeteria himself.

When he went out and went downstairs, he didn't see a single figure, and suddenly, he panicked, thinking that there was another terrible scene.

He searched, and it turned out that the nuns were all in the great hall, the big devil was speaking, and the nuns were sitting on the rows of benches below and listening quietly.

Inspector Teng Karen was by the Dean's side.

When Ringer entered the auditorium, he only heard the big devil say: Everyone cooperate, starting from the first row.

Teng Karen was holding something in his hand, covered with a piece of red silk, and I don't know what it was, and the nuns lined up and came to the inspector and asked the nuns to touch the thing covered with red silk.

After touching, slap down, sit back in position one by one, hands flat, palms down.

Ringer looked at it inexplicably and didn't know what it meant.

When the inspector saw Ringer coming in, he said, "Monk, you can touch it too." ”

"What is this?"

"If you touch it, you can tell if it is the murderer, you will know when you touch it, the murderer is hidden among us, and everyone here, including you, the monk, is suspected of committing the crime."

"What do you mean?"

'Don't the monks dare touch it?' ’

'Well, I'll see what you do. ’

Ringer touched the bottom of the thing, slippery, but a little awkward, and wanted to see it, but the inspector told him not to look at it, and held his hands flat like everyone else, palms down.

'What are you doing?'

The big devil signaled him to be calm, and after all the nuns were demon kings, she stepped forward to check them one by one, and everyone's palms were black, and Ringer looked at his hands, which were also black.

He ripped the silk cloth, damn it, it was a black pot.

Ringer instantly understood this bullshit detective's tricks, this is called psychological tactics, he will say, my artifact has been tried and tested, and if you touch your hand, it will show evidence of killing two nuns, and if you have a weak heart, you will naturally not dare to touch it, so it will be exposed, damn it, such an old-fashioned method dares to be used as a method to solve the case, Ringer laughed and laughed.

"It turns out that you're a fucking third-rate bastard!"

Ringer scoffed unceremoniously.

The Inspector's face was a little uncomfortable, and he said, "There is another person in the monastery who is the most suspicious. ’

"Who?"

"Diana the Demon Hunter."

"Are you crazy, how could Diana kill a nun?" ”

"Please don't get excited, monk, there are no outsiders in the monastery, they are all here, people were killed, it must be done by people inside the monastery, as long as the people who lived in the monastery last night are all suspected, including the abbot."

Ringer is convinced, this stupid detective, can't he see that the death of the two nuns is not something that ordinary people can do.

The big devil said, "Also, Diana can't let her go, go and find her." ‘’

Ringer pulled the big devil aside: "Sister Jasmine, you know that this is a supernatural event, and you are still messing around?" ”

"He convinced me, he said, maybe many years ago, the murderer was hiding among us."

Ringer didn't want to continue, the big devil sent someone to find Diana and didn't let Ringer go, he was afraid that Ringer would cheat.

After Diana came, she didn't say a word, but reached out and touched it, and her palm was black.

Diana said at this time: "Don't worry, Dean, this detective said that as long as anyone who was in the monastery last night has the possibility of committing a crime, then, Detective, have you touched it yourself?"

Teng Karen was surprised: "How can I be a murderer, I am a detective, investigating the case!" ”

Ringer snatched the pot from his hand and covered it with a wide red silk cloth.

"Treat everyone equally, touch it."

Tengkoren had no choice but to put his hand into the red silk and touch it.

"Show your palms."

Teng Karen showed his palm to everyone, and in an instant, all the emojis came out, and Teng Karen looked at his palm, dumbfounded, white, not stained with black ash.

The big devil roared: "Damn it, he's the murderer, arrest him!" ”

Corrie and the two tall nuns swarmed up and trampled the stupid detective under their feet.