The people in the living room couldn't wake up for a while, so Yun Yeyao and Xie Yunmeng had to move them to the sofa and seats one by one, so that they wouldn't wake up and their bodies would be pressed down by the incorrect posture to affect their movements.

In fact, most of the time Xie Yunmeng was contributing, and Yun Yeyao was just putting on a show, and Mrs. Lucifer saw it in her eyes, and the expression on her face seemed to say: "In the end, people who do practical things are different from people who eat with their faces, and they are much more useful." Of course, she didn't dare to say that.

Mo Haiyou suddenly asked Mrs. Lucifer as if he remembered something: "Why is there no room here?" Where are your bedrooms? ”

"Ahh The bedrooms and rooms are a little special in this house. Mrs. Lucifer said strangely, and as she spoke, she walked towards the center of the two staircases on the east side of the drawing-room, where there was only a cuckoo table clock except for the paintings hanging on the walls.

"You see, press the cuckoo's nest first, and the cuckoo will automatically squat in the nest, which is completely different from when the time is announced, and when the cuckoo's feet are retracted into its belly, the paintings on both sides can be ...... Can Officer Xie help? Mrs. Lucifer greeted.

"Okay," Xie Yunmeng finished moving the last person and walked towards Mrs. Lucifer. The eyes of the other two were staring at him. At this time, Yun Yeyao had already moved to Mo Haiyou's side, gently supporting his upturned feet with one hand, and rubbing his calves with the other hand to alleviate Mo Haiyou's pain.

"Officer Xie, you can open any of these paintings at will, from north to south, and try it."

Receiving the prompt from Mrs. Lucifer, Xie Yunmeng easily opened a demon oil painting in front of him, the oil painting actually opened with the rectangular wall, and a rectangular bedroom appeared inside, which was very small, but beautifully furnished, and the air was not dull.

Xie Yunmeng couldn't help but exclaim: "What an exquisite room!" I think it has a built-in ventilation device, and it smells very refreshing. ”

"Mmmm, yes, it's my husband's elaborate design. The exhaust pipe goes all the way to the top of the roof! Mrs. Lucifer seemed very proud when she said this.

With the movement of Xie Yunmeng's footsteps and hands, four rooms opened one after another on both sides of the cuckoo table clock, and the door locks were all controlled by the cuckoo nest, that is, either they were opened or closed together, and no door could be opened or closed alone.

Mo Haiyou opened his mouth and said: "This cuckoo table clock is attached to the wall, and there are bearings behind his nest, so it is impossible to control the door lock without going through the inside of the wall. The staircase that comes down from above makes a big bend to make room for the four bedrooms."

"Yes, Mr. Forensic Doctor, it is true," said Mrs. Lucifer at once, "but I don't know the exact principle, only my husband knows." ”

"Your husband ......" Mo Haiyou muttered softly, I don't know if the former Mrs. Lucifer on the other side heard it, but she no longer talked about the room, but said worriedly: "There is so much space here, what should we do now?" What to do with the corpse above? There is also the problem of food, which is also a big problem! Mr. Detective, please hurry up and find a way. ”

These problems are indeed the most difficult to solve at present, as soon as she asked, all the people in the living room immediately fell silent, Yun Yeyao looked panicked, looking at Mo Haiyou's eyes full of dependence, Xie Yunmeng looked sad, and Mo Haiyou was the only one who didn't seem to be thinking about these issues.

His eyes were directed towards the balcony that could not be seen outside, thinking, except for the painful expression on his face that occasionally showed because of the pain, more time it was a calm expression like water, and Mrs. Lucifer couldn't see what he was thinking, so she kept staring at Mo Haiyou with puzzled eyes.

After a long time, Mo Haiyou finally spoke: "Maid, why don't you mention the sick maid all the time, where is she?" ”

"Uh... I don't know about this. Former Mrs. Lucifer was frightened by Mo Haiyou's suddenly turned eyes, and her speech stammered a little.

Mo Haiyou didn't stop, and continued to ask: "You didn't take the initiative to mention the two maids, why?" And when I was upstairs just now, you took the thing that stabbed my bare foot, right? ”

"I, I didn't!! I don't know......" Mrs. Lucifer's face turned red all of a sudden, and she panicked to explain, but she felt that she couldn't explain clearly, and her hands began to scratch the hem of the loose coat.

But Mo Haiyou didn't give her a chance to breathe at all, and his tone became more and more stern: "From the time the dead man was found in this villa to the time he became a prisoner, you were the only one who was always awake, and no one here knew better than you about the internal structure of the house, Hu Zijia was missing, and his crutches were found in the living room upstairs, do you think he might have escaped?" Don't you really know Mr. Yujin in the living room?! Without your or your ex-husband's instructions, will strangers find this villa? ”

As if grasping at the last straw, and as if she had been incoherent, Mrs. Lucifer exclaimed, "I really don't know!! If I wanted to kill someone, would I be so stupid as to arrange the killing place in my own home!! And... Moreover, Yujin was brought in by Hu Zijia, he, he knows the direction of the house, yes, there must be something wrong with Hu Zijia, and his body didn't appear, but a pair of crutches appeared, why did you point all the fingers at me?! ”

The conversation between the two made the already tense air even more suffocating, and Mo Haiyou's cannibalistic expression made Mrs. Lucifer retreat into the corner unconsciously, and Xie Yunmeng, who was standing next to him, did not mean to help her, but looked at all this coldly.

And at this moment, Yun Yeyao is still the timid and assertive, and all the wisdom and intelligence before are the role of a young actor that Mo Haiyou 'taught' well......

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In the dark and dreary space, the women were far away, and the men sat together and began to conspire.

The maid's eyes and the words of some people had revealed a lot of things, the secrets in the walls needed to be examined, the second lock had to be unlocked behind the small metal door, the blood-stained head needed to find its original body, and the bloody ghost of the night before was calling them.

All of this had to be answered gradually by looking for answers from some outsider, and from within, and not in the crowd, which made the same look of excitement appear on two similar faces, while another, a little taller than they looked, listened.

The short time was infinitely stretched in the special space, and the tall man couldn't help it, he said with his mouth: "I listen to you, but he can't be a smoke bomb, you are protected by ......me" His fingers stretched out and pointed to the other two people separately in accordance with the words.

"Really?" Soon the two words were passed with a sarcastic lip shape.

With the same face and different personalities, tall men don't like the person in front of them at all, but disliking it doesn't mean disrespect.

“…… You have a scalpel! At the critical moment, can't you dissolve the murderer? ”

"Good! The charge of intentional homicide is yours! ”

"OK, it's a deal!"

After the conversation, the tall man picked up a sharp object from the ground, changed its position, and rubbed its tip against the carpet, the sharp object that shimmered with cold light was obviously stained with something very dark. Then the tall man stretched and gently put the sharp object back where he had just picked it up.