Ms. Wen's voice suddenly came from the space, Yun Yeyao and Xie Yunmeng were taken aback by her, and the two of them turned around and found that all the little girls had woken up. They were all listening blankly to the conversation between Mr. Detective and Mr. Actor.

The expressions on everyone's faces were not as fluctuating as yesterday, but seemed a little sluggish, as if they had just woken up from sleep, and their brains had not yet reacted. Wen Manman was still leaning on Yun Yeyao's side, but the position was no longer in Mr. Actor's arms, but lying on the ground.

Now she was slowly straightening up, and the eyes of the other little girls gradually shifted to her face, and when the first person was about to scream, Yun Yeyao spoke up at the right time to stop her.

"Man Man didn't die in the first place, the person who died in Meng Qi'er's room was Shu Xue, the specific situation, I will tell you when everyone is fully awake. Also, you can call the restaurant proprietress Aunt Wen in the future, she will stay with us these days. ”

"Everything is calm today, and when Grandpa Liu comes back, he and I will take everyone to the restaurant, and the little girls will still be in charge of cooking. Sister Wang, Aunt Wen and the cook's mother-in-law are in charge of directing and arranging, and Aunt Wen is already sober, so it shouldn't be a big problem. ”

Yun Yeyao said, his voice was very cold, and it could be seen from his face that he hadn't fallen asleep all night.

He didn't ask why Ms. Moon suddenly woke up. And say something like that? Because there is no need to ask, the truth of some fragments has already been guessed by Yun Yeyao. Although it is limited to fragments, it is not possible to connect them together, and it is not even known in the ins and outs.

But now that I ask, there are many people and I can't tell you what is going on. Only after waiting and asking one by one will you get more information.

At present, Yun Yeyao is only thinking about one thing, Xie Yunmeng and Mei Xiaoxiao must have enough time to rest, the murderer will not be too frequent during the day, and today's situation is very different from yesterday, most of the secret passages in the house have been discovered by them, and it is much more difficult for the murderer to hide than yesterday.

The reason why the murderers were able to do so much during the day yesterday was because they took advantage of the loopholes that they were not familiar with the house. Yun Yeyao secretly made up his mind that he must protect Xie Yunmeng and everyone. Although he doesn't have the same force value as Xiao Meng, he has a sharp mind, doesn't he?

Staying up late is a habitual thing for Xie Yunmeng, most of his burnout comes from uninterrupted actions and chaotic thinking, if there is someone who can sort out the whole thing now, Xie Yunmeng will probably feel much more relaxed immediately.

Sleepiness wanders between gray brain cells, but there is no way to really stop the still active mind, Xie Yunmeng's current state is not rest at all, even if he closes his eyes, he will unconsciously think about the murder.

After a busy night, he still couldn't grasp any information about the real murderer, and for Mr. Criminal Police, in addition to unwillingness and annoyance, he was more worried. Without mastering the core, it means that there is no way to completely defend against the next homicide, and the murderer will suddenly appear or disappear from somewhere.

Will anyone else be killed right under his nose? What if there is another incident like Meng Qi'er? Xie Yunmeng remembered the scene of death at that time, as if the murderer had carved it into his brain with a knife.

The skeleton knew at a glance that it had been abandoned there for many years, and the white bones were covered with dirt and dust, as well as the marks of being eaten by small insects, and the walls must have long since become hollow.

But to hide a person, there is not enough space there. Even if there was enough space, Xie Yunmeng was confident that if there were people hidden inside, he would definitely not be able to escape his fist, and the wall where the skeleton was located was almost completely smashed open by him, and there were absolutely no Tibetans inside.

Xie Yunmeng actually has his own explanation here, but he is not sure, he still needs more information, including what happened when Xiao Xiao and Yun Yeyao passed by there? What was the wall that the two of them saw at the time? Did you find skeletons like him?

These questions, as soon as he closed his eyes, all appeared in Xie Yunmeng's mind, lingering. Maintaining a half-asleep state of thinking, the answers he came up with became more and more vague, and Xie Yunmeng almost gave up and forced himself to fall asleep.

The woman who has been maintaining the same movements actually knows that the person she is guarding has just left her side. But she didn't want to imagine that this person had done something bad.

A woman prefers to believe that the person she is guarding is a good person with integrity and kindness.

She's still so young, and I know her temperament so well, that for a while, she won't do anything out of the ordinary. Continuing to defend the person she cared about, the woman slept for a while in a daze.

In fact, the people around me have been away for a long time. It was only another person who took her place, so the woman felt that she had not been gone for long.

Another point is that the woman herself has been in a daze, falling asleep for a while, and waking up from a nightmare. So it's hard to figure out how much time has passed?

——

Speaking of time, perhaps the successive horrors have made everyone forget about the problem of time. There were no clocks in the house, and the only way to determine the time was the large clock that was embedded in the bell tower.

As we've said before, in the treacherous house, morning time goes very fast. Especially before breakfast; And the time of the evening goes very slowly, especially after dinner, when everyone is waiting for a break.

Roughly speaking, it feels like it's about an hour away from normal. The first morning inside the brown tower, and when the cook found out that Mr. Butler had an accident, everyone went to check the situation, and there were people who had questions about the time, and Yun Yeyao herself had such doubts.

But now, these small problems seem to be overshadowed by the successive homicides. It is unlikely that the investigators could have imagined that the killers had taken advantage of the time difference in addition to using the passage they were not familiar with.

In other words, although the investigators' watches have been walking very correctly, they have been unknowingly blinded by the short interplay of time. The killer took advantage of the difference of only ten minutes.

Qin Sen was really not used to this kind of ravine, rough touch, most of the things he had touched before were soft skin, because he often lingered among beautiful little girls.

Blocking out the inappropriate thoughts in his mind, Qin Sen moved his fingers down and gently probed the snort of the person lying on his side.

'Thankfully, it's alive!' Qin Sen relaxed, he found a comfortable position, leaned on the side of the wardrobe, and waited for the moment when everyone woke up.

The fact that the person was alive just now means that the criminal police can still get useful information. In this way, Qin Sen was also a lot more relieved, he had always been afraid that the criminal police would rush to the hospital and be suspected of murder for each of them.

Isn't that what is said in the movies? In the event of a horrific murder, the criminal police or detective questioned the parties one by one and pointed out their suspicions, making the parties look like frightened birds.

Even if we don't ask, aren't we all like frightened birds? Qin Sen laughed at his thoughts, at this time, only keeping to himself is the safest!

'Do you keep to yourself?' The four words that came to his mind made Qin Sen a little overwhelmed, how to do it to keep to himself?

If you don't speak, don't listen, don't look, think you're blind and deaf? How is this possible? Even if he hides his sense of existence, it is impossible for the criminal police to completely point the finger at him.

Anyway, they will definitely ask in detail one by one, and they just have to wait.

What's going on in this house? Qin Sen didn't want to explore at all, and he couldn't think of these complicated things clearly in his head.

Maybe Lian Fan will be a little better than me, he always knows how to do things that make others happy. Qin Sen teased in his heart, he had a bad impression of Lian Fan.

Anyway, that's the case, when he sees Lian Fan being bullied, he will unconsciously help, but usually, this person's sense of existence is really not strong in his mind, and he doesn't know how he remembered it at this moment.

Gradually, in the midst of his thoughts, Qin Sen fell asleep again, just like everyone else, waking up and sleeping and waking up, and there was no way to fall into the same comfortable dream as usual.

When the old man heard that the murder had happened again, of course he came to his senses at once, and he and the two of them quickly left the brown tower.

At this moment, Yun Yeyao and Liu Hang were left in the room to guard, and the sky had just dawned, and Xie Yunmeng would have some time before he turned around.

In the hours before Mr. Detective returned, except for one time when Mei Xiaoxiao came back, nothing special happened, at least most of the parties thought so. Among them are two people who protect everyone.

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Before dawn, the cook and mother-in-law had been very uncomfortable. She felt a throbbing pain in her heart and stomach. Her health has never been very good, and for so many years, if it weren't for the care of Mr. Housekeeper, the cook really didn't know if she would have lived to this age.

Now, Mr. Butler is dead, it is a great blow to the cook, she has no way to undo it, when she sees her familiar relatives leave this world, the cook feels that her heart is also frozen with him.

His hands were tightly covering his chest, his fingers were unconsciously clenching the bedding and clothes together, and the temperature of his palms was completely different from the sensation coming from his body.

My body was as cold as if I had fallen into an ice cellar, and my palms were constantly sweating, wet and sticky, and very uncomfortable.

The cook suddenly had a fear that she was about to reach the end of her life, 'Why is this happening?' If they hadn't come, Mr. Housekeeper and I would have lived happily ever after. The resentment in my heart cannot be expressed with my mouth.

In fact, the regret is not all about accepting the people who are gathered around me now, and the wrong results of my own judgment more than ten years ago, at that time, as a family member who has been following the old master An Ze, the cook lady does not understand what kind of mood she is in to judge what Ms. Wen has done.

"Xiao Yao suspects that this guy is ......, according to his actions, this statement is indeed possible, we can't limit ourselves to simply chasing the murderer now, there are some things that only you and Xiao Meng have the ability to do, so hurry back and rest, and wait for dark to take over."

"Okay, I see, teacher, be careful yourself." After the small is finished, I immediately turn back to the way I came.

And Liu Qiaopu approached the basement again without moving, he put his steps very lightly, and when he poked his head out of the basement entrance, he looked around, except for the body of the housekeeper who had stiffened, there was no one else in the basement at all.

Above Liu Qiaopu's head, there was the sound of a person pacing, and it could be heard that this person seemed to be very agitated, and each step was very heavy, and the sound of broken bricks and rubble was constantly rubbing.

After making sure that there would be no danger, Yanagihashi walked into the basement, which he had seen for the first time, and as soon as he entered it, he was keenly aware of the problem of dry air.

The old man didn't feel around the wall like Yan Muheng, but stood at the edge of the gap in the wall and paused silently for a while, and then used his hand to dig into the cracked part of the wooden board, pulled out a little gray-black powder from it, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

That's enough, the question of the walls doesn't need to be delved into. Yanagihashi walked under the entrance to the basement connecting the ruins and looked up.

The footsteps continued, and the person above must be Yan Muheng, and he definitely knew the hidden problems in this basement.

But even if he confronts Yan Muheng now, he won't say it, and he must wait until there is substantial evidence.

Liu Qiaopu climbed the escalator to get close to the ground of the ruins of the side house, and shouted loudly upward: "Is the person above Xiao Heng?" ”

In an instant, only the abrupt sound of a halt and a small exclamation of a person were heard from the ruins, and then there was a pause for a few minutes, and the old man did not urge him, but returned to the bottom of the escalator and waited.

I don't know if Xie Yunmeng is asleep or not, so the words of the two people can't be too obvious, Wen Manman continued as if he was passing the time: "Xiaoxiao is really beautiful, even if she takes off her makeup, I think the little girls here are not as good as her." ”

“？！” When Yun Yeyao heard this, he immediately looked at Wen Manman with a puzzled look, and then he lowered his head and said, "I forgot, you and Xiaoxiao met in the dining room of the main house." ”

"Yes, she was so fierce that she almost didn't kick my ribs."

"Who tied you up at the bar?" Yun Ye Yao asked.

"I don't know, but when I went back to the restaurant to restore Grandpa Liu's life, I was suddenly knocked down from behind. When I woke up, I was already in the bar, so I kicked the plank hard to get attention. ”

"When Xiaoxiao found you, did all the makeup on your face be removed?" Xie Yunmeng suddenly interjected. Wen Manman didn't understand why he asked that, so he closed his mouth and looked at Mr. Detective.

Xie Yunmeng opened his somewhat misty eyes, first glanced at Yun Yeyao beside him, and then stretched out an arm to hook the back of Mr. Actor's neck, and said, "You haven't fallen asleep all night, don't think I can't see it, just lean on if you want, it's better than leaning against the wall." With that, he forcibly pressed his head on his shoulder.

Yun Yeyao didn't express any opinion on Mr. Interpol's rare willfulness, and calmly accepted his kindness. However, Wen Manman looked at the two of them for a long time, completely forgetting the problem of the yin and yang weirdness of Mr. Criminal Police just now.

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The flaws that the girl unintentionally revealed made the people in front of her even more suspicious of her. The girl herself was completely unaware of it, and perhaps, she just said it in passing, and did not intend to hide anything.

Maybe the man sitting there was suspicious, but no matter what, the story of this girl is something they have to explore clearly, not just listen to herself, but also investigate and analyze it carefully.

"The chef does look like a housekeeper in my impression, but there is a slight difference between him and his beard when he usually works, and his body is not as fat as that of a housekeeper. Generally people who have seen them many times are less likely to admit mistakes. ”

"So... I'm not sure if it's a chef or a butler. ”

Hearing this, Liu Qiaopu exhaled and said, "It seems that Xiao Yao's inference is indeed correct. ”

"Do you mean Mr. Yun?"

"Whoever said that, anyway, we are currently suspecting that the corpse in front of us may be the real Mr. Butler." Yanagihashi replied.

But on what basis? Is that all I said about it? ”

"Of course it can't be that simple, first of all, this corpse hasn't started to swell yet, you see his face, and his hands, are still the same as before, and his beard is not pasted. So we can be sure that his appearance is exactly the same as that of Mr. Butler. ”

"Secondly, it wasn't just me on the day of the avalanche, Xiaoxiao, Xiaoyun and Xiaomeng all noticed the chef, and there was indeed a certain difference from Mr. Butler, but when Xiaoxiao saw the chef for the first time in the secret passage, he immediately mistook him for Mr. Butler."

"Even if the chef does resemble the butler, with a fake beard, according to my impression, it is impossible to mistake the two at a glance."

"But isn't that corpse in the snow also identified as Mr. Butler?"

"That corpse is different, he has been dead for a while, at that time, the corpse that Xiao Meng and I saw, not only was it completely frozen, but also the characteristics of obesity were very obvious, coupled with a large amount of blood stains on the snow, our first impression must be that the housekeeper was assassinated in the snow, and after the assassination, the horror was placed on the housekeeper and framed for her."

"But then we examined the butler's body repeatedly, and although we couldn't be sure, we suspected that the butler might have been dead for some time before he was thrown into the snow. As long as the murderer grasps the movements of the horror and the cook, and leans the already swollen and stiff body of the cook against the damaged guardrail of the overpass,"

Then he hid in the dark and observed, we were all downstairs at the time, Lu Haoyu and Qiao Keli were sleeping in their rooms, and there was no one in the corridor of the brown tower, and it was impossible for the murderer to be found there. Moreover, before the homicide occurred, everyone's vigilance was not very high. ”

Yan Muheng looked at it carefully for more than ten seconds before he raised his head and said, "The whole soles of the murderer's feet are damp, and there is still a little green scrap sticking to the ground, and there are ...... There were no dripping water stains around the footprints. ”

"Yes, the observation is very in place," Liu Qiaopu praised Yan Muheng lukewarmly, and then said: "If the murderer walks from the periphery, the water stains cannot all be on the soles of his feet, after the snowflakes on his body melt, they will more or less drip around the footprints, and the snow layer outside is so thick, how can the soles of the murderer's feet still stick to green plant scraps?" ”

"It's easy to explain by walking from the inside, as long as you make sure that when you're in the house, you don't leave footprints on the soles of your shoes. Once you enter a cave in the rock, the soles of your shoes will quickly become muddy and wet, and some lichen chips will stick to you. But you can't get wet unless you lean against a wall like a sail or crouch on the ground. ”

So there are no dripping water stains around the footprints, just like what you see. Also, the murder weapon was obviously pierced from behind, why did the murderer's footprints appear in front of the chef? First of all, according to the location of the footprints, the murderer was very close to Mr. Cook at that time, and at this distance, it was not impossible for him to go around his hand and stab the chef in the back. ”

"Secondly, the murderer must have been talking to the chef at the time to get his attention in order to succeed. So the guess that can be drawn so far is that as soon as the chef entered the basement, he saw a person he was familiar with, unsuspecting, stabbed to death in the back by someone close to him. ”

"There is also a slight inference to be drawn from this, that this man must have been waiting here for a long time, that he must be a man who has plenty of time to get out of the house, and that he must not be spotted until he returns. This brings us to the possible accomplices. ”

"Let's leave aside who the accomplice is, the murderer must have thought that Mr. Cook's body would be left here for at least half a day, and by the time we got up and arrived here again, the chef's body would have begun to decompose and swell slightly."

"It's cold in the basement, but it's much warmer than outside, and with the stuffiness and humidity, the corpses are more likely to decay, which makes the cook and the butler even more confused."

"The murderer's purpose may have been to keep the basement dry for a while, or to temporarily increase the humidity in the basement for a period of time afterward. If it's for the time being, I can't explain why, but if it's to increase the humidity, it's easy to explain, it must be for the corpse. ”

"The resurgence of sand and soil can quickly affect the entire wooden walls and the air in the basement, which itself is not well ventilated, and if the humidity is high, it is easy for the corpses to decompose and deform, making it impossible to distinguish their identity."

"You touch it again," Liu Qiaopu continued to guide Yan Muheng and said, "Is the edge of the crack in the wall already wet?" ”

Yan Muheng touched it according to the old man's words, and sure enough, the inside of the wooden wall was completely different from the surface, and the inside could already feel wet.

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