But will they really be able to leave Lavender Villa? Everything in the villa seemed to have come to a dead end, and they had to choose the only way to escape from the villa.

The sky was getting more and more terrifying as night approached, and the lavender fields seemed to slowly creep as if they had come to life, and all the flowers were tilted in the same direction, as if they were blown by the wind, and as if caused by the restlessness of the clods underneath.

No one paid attention to this, because now all the people were focused on the corpse that had just died, whether it was the visible person or the invisible person in the Westinghouse at the moment, their hearts were filled with Fu Zhi's flesh and blood blurred appearance.

An Lingxiang and Bai Yun finally eased up, Bai Yun covered her wounds and looked at the ceiling like dementia! An Lingxiang wailed and cried, except for crying, she had no way to express the despair in her heart.

Xu Qing sat between the four women, and he held the hands of Wen Yuan and Canglulu, as if these two women were the ones he really wanted to protect. Time is like the footsteps of an approaching demon, the death knell of death, striking on everyone's hearts one by one. It almost tears their hearts apart.

"I, let's run!" Bai Yun said suddenly, her voice had changed tone, and she was so hoarse that she was almost unrecognizable. "Let's run! That detective might be killed too, and when the killer comes, we'll be finished! ”

"No, Officer Xie will definitely come back, I believe him!" Xu Qing was still very calm, and although his mouth was answering, his person sat there motionless, like a sculpture.

Bai Yun continued in an almost pleading tone: "Xiaoqing, I have never begged you, now I beg you once, take us away!" If we don't run, we'll all be killed!! ”

"No, we're going to wait for Officer Xie to come back and let's go!"

"Xiaoqing... Woo woo woo ...... "Bai Yun couldn't say any longer, and let out a suppressed cry, which made everyone's hearts soften and imitate, but only Xu Qing, his expression still did not change.

No one dared to speak anymore, Xu Qing seemed to have become the backbone of everyone, his eyes were fixed on the window, and he kept counting in his heart, hoping that Xie Yunmeng would come back soon.

However, until it was dark, when they could no longer see the dark purple lavender flowers outside, Xie Yunmeng still did not turn around, and he could not even hear the footsteps next door. The night illuminated the people gathered strangely, and a dark shadow was scattered over everyone's head.

The clock kept ringing, seven, eight, nine...... Until Xu Qing heard the footsteps coming again, it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening, and when it was about to dawn, who did the footsteps come from? Is it the murderer? Or a detective? Or a complete stranger to them......

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The death of the owner of the Lavender Villa actually happened in a very short time. From Fu Zhi's entry into the East House to Xie Yunmeng's turn, it is impossible to have five minutes of time. In this short period of time, the murderer had to chop Fu Xuan's face to pieces, cut countless wounds all over his body, and pushed him out of the window, and he was on the run. It's simply impossible.

There are only two rooms on the upper floor of the east house, that is to say, there are only two windows, one on the east side and one on the west side, and the window that Fu Zhi threw out was on the west side, between the two buildings.

The door of the east house was locked inside and out, and the key was also taken away by Xie Yunmeng, it was absolutely impossible for the murderer to leave through the gate, as for the window, the one that Fu blamed for his death was impossible, and the one on the east side could be seen clearly when Xie Yunmeng turned around in the lavender field because of the angle, and it was impossible for the murderer to use it.

There is no kitchen on the first floor of the East House, only a window in the living room and a window in the stairwell, the window in the living room facing the front and the window in the stairwell facing west. If you escape from the stairwell, you can indeed avoid Xie Yunmeng's line of sight for just over a minute when he turns, but this is not enough for the murderer to wipe the blood off his body and leave after changing his clothes.

Therefore, the murderer must not have had time to wipe off the blood stains on his body, or change his clothes, he had to leave through that window, but the criminal police did not see any blood stains on the outside of the window of the stairwell on the first floor, so the possibility of the murderer escaping from here was greatly reduced.

And what about the windows in the living room? It's even more impossible, the living room window is facing the front, unless the murderer wants to confront Xie Yunmeng face to face, otherwise, if he chooses this window to escape, it is tantamount to looking for death!

A secret room that can't be considered a secret room, a murder scene with many escape routes but basically can't be established, and a trap to frame Mr. Criminal Police again. This time, it's a dead end.

The last time Xie Yunmeng left the Westinghouse was after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, he first checked the condition of the stairwell window in the crack, and it was true that the window was closed, and there were no finger prints and footprints on the window frame, so it was impossible for someone to turn it out from here, and then he went back to the front and directly opened the door of the East House with the key.

Xie Yunmeng knew very well that as long as he was sure that no one had gone out of the stairwell window, it meant that there was a high probability that the murderer who killed Fu Zhi was still in the house.

After entering the living room, Xie Yunmeng locked the door tightly, and then he did not turn on the light, but took the flashlight in his hand to check inch by inch, and all the cabinets, every place where people could be hidden, were turned over by him one by one. There weren't a few pieces of furniture in the living room, and it was quick to determine if there was any.

After Xie Yunmeng finished inspecting the living room, he entered the stairwell, he lowered his body like a cheetah hunting prey, and quickly sneaked upstairs, leaning against the wall on the side of the corridor, observing the movement.

There were only two rooms upstairs, Xie Yunmeng first glanced at the door of his room, closed it tightly, and shone it with a flashlight, there was no blood on the ground, and there was no doorknob, indicating that no one with blood on his hands or feet had ever come out.

The floors in the hallway were as clean as they were when he left yesterday. Xie Yunmeng walked lightly through the corridor, put his ear to the door at the bottom of the right and listened, that room was An Lingxiang's room, except for a faint smell of women's perfume, there was nothing abnormal in it.

Xie Yunmeng kicked the door open with all his strength, and checked the inside, but there was nothing. When inspecting An Lingxiang's room, Xie Yunmeng did not forget to pay attention to the movements in his room, if someone opened the door and wanted to escape, it was absolutely impossible to ignore the past.

It took Mr. Detective a minute to get out of An Lingxiang's room, and then kicked the door of the last room open, he didn't have time to check if the lock was opened, he was now in a hurry to catch the murderer, because anger had burned his whole body.

The sparse door lay at his feet, Xie Yunmeng walked into the room, at this time, he found that only the upper body of the corpse was hanging on the window frame, and the lower body was lying straight on the ground, the waist seemed to have been cut by a guillotine, and the blood had almost flowed out, revealing internal organs and miserable white skin.

'This brute!! ’

Xie Yunmeng didn't see anyone in the room, under the bed, in the wardrobe, or behind the curtains, and Xie Yunmeng couldn't figure out how the murderer escaped? He had to be patient to examine the corpse first.

Anger surged in his chest, and Xie Yunmeng tried his best to suppress it, telling himself that he must stay calm, because there were still five people on the Westinghouse side who needed his protection.

When his fingers touched the blood, it was still warm, confirming the fact that Fu Zhi had just been killed. The smell of blood in the room seemed to tell Xie Yunmeng that Fu Zhi was killed within more than two minutes of his departure, and the criminal policeman's fist could no longer be controlled, and he slammed it on the ground, and the blood on the ground splattered up, reflecting his pupils.

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The smell of blood slowly spread out of the room like life, enveloping the man lying on the ground in the dark, the blood had dyed all his hair and clothes red, as well as the two upper legs beside him.

The demon's eerie smile spread through the void, and he wielded the scythe he snatched from Death's hand, drawing the line between life and death. Humans could not hear the sound of breaking through the air, but the Grim Reaper, kneeling at the feet of the demon, remained silent, not because he was no match for the demon, but because the Grim Reaper also needed the comfort of the soul.

The smile gradually turned into laughter, and the silent horror suppressed everyone's nerves, and the demon was about to achieve his goal, and in this house, no rescuer would come, and soon, the dark purple obstacles would disappear, and the villas on the ground would sink into the ground like the cursed pyramid.

Those sinners who manipulate the devil, they will laugh, they will rejoice, and they will continue to do evil under the protection of the devil, so that more people will pay the innocent price.

Yes, that's what the demon thinks at the moment, he took advantage of the forgotten place to leave the lavender villa, and at the last moment, the tragic death of the owner of the house made him immortal. The scythe in the demon's hand was still dripping with blood, and he had already drawn a clear line between life and death, and he could clearly distinguish it!

'Seven captives of demons: the first was bitten to death; The second was hacked to death; The third was poisoned; The fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh were crushed to death by the hard mud; The eighth became a scapegoat, greeting the bullet of justice at zero hour. WhewW...... It's mine, everything is mine......'

Death also gets a piece of the pie: he will receive three souls, the first of which is the soul that has been stabbed to death; The second and third are intertwined sinful souls. The Grim Reaper will be satisfied...... I'm going to be more satisfied than he is......

The shabby, I don't know when the motorcycle from the second-hand market is speeding down the suburban avenue, and it is close to six o'clock in the evening, and the demon is going to someone's house to warn him of something and make him shut his mouth forever!

But he'll be back, and at midnight the entire Lavender Villa will disappear under the night sky as if it had never been there, including the purple branches, real and fake, and the few who kept them alive for a few more hours!