Chapter 848: Who is the Murderer 9

Ning Shu suspected that the person who was killed was killed without consciousness, and the people in the room with her did not feel anything, maybe everyone in the room slept to death.

Ning Shu moved his nose, but he didn't smell anything in the house, and when he looked around, he found that there was a pile of fine ash at the foot of the wall behind the door, one by one.

Someone lit incense in the house.

Ning Shu touched a little ash and put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, but there was no smell at all, it really didn't taste at all.

The uncle walked over, squatted beside Ning Shu, and looked at the incense ash.

"Tibetan incense." Uncle said lightly.

Ning Shu was a little surprised, Tibetan incense Ning Shu had heard it, this kind of incense has no taste, hiding means hiding it, and you can't smell the slightest taste.

But this incense has a strong calming effect, legend has it that when Hua Tuo scraped the bones of Guan Yu to heal the wounds, he lit the Tibetan incense, Guan Yu did not feel any pain at all, and when he scraped the bones, he could also drink and eat meat, talk and laugh and play chess.

The occupants of the house were asleep, but the slain was unconscious.

Ning Shu walked into the two girls who were cowering in the corner of the kang, stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's arm, and the girl didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

I didn't find this in the room before, so it must have been cleaned.

Tibetan aroma is very rare, cumbersome workmanship, belongs to the kind of secret recipes have been lost, and there is no such thing on the market.

Rare things must be expensive, ridiculously expensive.

This kind of thing can still appear?

749 leaned over to Ning Shu's side and said, "Among this group of people, except for the dead Pan Chen, Fan Junyang's family is the richest. ”

Ning Shu glanced at Fan Junyang, whose face was covered in blood, and he sat on the ground decadently, leaning against the wall.

All indications show that Fan Junyang is the most suspicious.

The uncle stood up and said to Ning Shu, "Get the body down."

"I'm lame." Ning Shu raised his hand.

"I'll come." 749 said.

The strength of 749 was great, and he carried the bundled corpses downstairs.

The uncle said to Fan Junyang, "Gather everyone in the hall."

"Okay." Fan Junyang struggled to stand up, but he kowtowed too hard before, and he was dizzy, so he went to call someone.

Ning Shu followed the uncle down the hall, and the old woman in the hall looked at the corpses in the yard, muttering about evil.

"Can you get out of here, what the hell have you provoked?" The old woman said in a panic.

"You go quickly, please, I don't want your money, I don't want your accommodation." The old woman was on crutches, looking panicked and scared, which was in stark contrast to Xiaolan behind her.

Xiaolan's face was a little dazed, because her eyes couldn't see, even if she knew that someone was dead, she couldn't see the death of a person.

In a group of people, only Xiaolan is a person who is truly fearless.

Fan Junyang called everyone down, and the hall was full of people, and everyone trembled with fear.

There was also a scared girl who was crazy and giggled in her mouth, and her smile was creepy, especially when she was so nervous and scared.

"Mentor, what the hell are we going to do?" Fan Junyang said with a frustrated expression, and roared: "I. . . He. Mom can't take it anymore. ”

The uncle looked indifferent, "Then what do you want, do you want to leave?" ”

"I'd rather go than stay in a place like this, there are ghosts here, I really can't stand it." Fan Junyang's voice was out of tune, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"You got the stuff and brought it here, and you said there were ghosts here." The old woman was on crutches with an angry face.

Xiaolan pulled the corner of the old woman's clothes and said, "Grandma, it's snowing heavily outside, how do you let them go?"

"These people died in our house, what's the matter, do you still want to live in this house?" The old woman's voice was raised.

There was silence in the house, only the sound of breathing one after another, and some girls cried silently, but they didn't dare to run, they wanted to leave here, but when they thought of Lin Xia who ran out.

I didn't come back for a night, and it was already a lot of bad luck.

Many people set their sights on being tall and straight, forbidden. The uncle who wants to calm down, his eyes are looking forward to it.

Lu Shanshan asked the uncle, "Mentor, do you know who the murderer is?"

"I think Fan Junyang is the most suspicious." Lu Shanshan said.

749 immediately choked and said, "I said that you are still suspicious, tell me evidence in everything." ”

"You're not a man, you're just as careful as a woman." Lu Shanshan glanced at him in disgust and turned her head to look at the uncle.

749 pouted, "Seize the opportunity to lean in front of the man, disgusting to death." ”

Lu Shanshan looked at 749 with a strong murderous look in her eyes, but considering that the uncle was still around, she suppressed it and turned her head not to look at the annoying 749.

"I didn't kill anyone, I have no reason to kill at all, I am the president of the Chinese Painting Society, and if something happens to the members, my responsibility is the greatest." Fan Junyang's face turned red in a hurry, the blood on his face had dried up, and it was black and red.

The other members looked at Fan Junyang with vigilance, and even stayed away from Fan Junyang.

Fan Junyang's face showed a deep bitterness.

Ning Shu and the other tasker stood aside and did not say anything.

Now the most important task is to survive, all the thirty-two people in the Chinese Painting Society are dead, Ning Shu looked at the old woman and Xiaolan, and tried to recall the plot, the members of the club are dead, what about these two people?

There are not many plots for these two people, and I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated in the plot this time, and the plot has changed beyond recognition.

Ning Shu couldn't help but scratch his head, what if he caught the murderer, what would he do and kill the murderer?

This mission is to terminate infinite reincarnation, but how?

From the beginning, I kept looking for the murderer, but the murderer was not found, but more and more people died, and the murderer was elusive.

Ning Shu felt that this pair of ancestors and grandchildren were the most suspicious.

And what about the motive, is it fun to kill people?!

Ning Shu put himself in his shoes, a group of people lived in his own house, why did he want to kill all these people?

Seeking wealth?

If it is really this pair of grandchildren, there are pineapple flowers and trees, and if the Tibetan incense is also theirs, it means that they are not short of money.

Too boring?

Want to play a killing game with these people, guess who I am?

Avenge?

Among these people are the enemies of these grandchildren? But he killed everyone, was he afraid that someone would find out, so he simply killed everyone.

Ning Shu's mind was really chaotic.

Logic doesn't make sense.

The uncle pointed to the crazy and frightened girl and said, "Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid, you killed the two girls."

Everyone looked at the crazy girl in a daze, and the girl was still giggling.

"Liu Manman......"

"The people she killed ......"

Everyone immediately turned away from her.

The crazy look on Liu Manman's face was a little tense.

The uncle said impatiently: "Tie up, take turns to watch."