I saw that he first tightened the nylon rope that was still in the room, and then tightened it tightly from the position of the quilt that was used as Tang Xin's stand-in about the left and right of the human shoulder, and then tilted it slightly, fixed in a state where if he lost the support of the nylon rope, he would fall down by himself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this way, in fact, it is disguised as the appearance of hanging a quilt on a rope.

Then he looped the rope around one of the potted plants by the windowsill, and then placed it horizontally and stuck it between the two drying racks.

After making all these preparations, after he tightened the nylon rope again, he walked out of the house little by little and came to the elevator position on the premise of keeping the nylon rope tight.

While continuing to tighten the nylon rope, he opened the outer door of the elevator on the 18th floor with the triangular key, which is estimated to be the one who asked the property when he went downstairs just now, and then pulled the nylon rope around the cable in the middle of the elevator, and then pulled back to the door of the house.

Finally, he wrapped all the extra rope around the triangular wooden block, stuck the wooden block like an inconspicuous corner of the gate and threshold, and after fixing it, he walked back to the elevator and closed the outer door of the elevator.

When he was done with all this, he finally straightened up, took a long breath, and said to us, "Okay, it's finally done." ”

"What's done? You don't mean to say that this is the mechanism set up by the murderer at that time. I asked, confused.

However, when I finished speaking, I suddenly saw that the bartender, who had been standing silently on the side, was now blue as if he had seen a ghost. Even, he was staring at Mu Zihan tightly at this moment, as if he wanted to swallow the other party alive.

Seeing this scene, even if Mu Zihan didn't answer, I had already guessed that it must be Mu Zihan's arrangement that made the bartender more and more in crisis, otherwise, why would he let the bartender show such a terrible look?

Of course, Mu Zihan also noticed the bartender's face, smiled contemptuously at him and said, "Now, let's all go down the stairs together." Uncle Wang, your legs are inconvenient, just wait for us above, just to see the change process of the mechanism in the room. ”

Back downstairs, we looked up and could barely see a little quilt roll peeking out of the window.

This is, Mu Zihan walked to the position where he stuck the iron bar just now, and turned around and motioned for us to step back a little more to ensure safety. He bent down and broke off the iron bar that had been stuck before.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the originally tight rope suddenly loosened, and then the potted plant, which was stuck horizontally between the clothes poles, suddenly loosened, and then strangely turned half a circle, directly through the gap between the clothes poles, and fell down. Slammed it to the ground.

And what fell down immediately afterwards was the quilt roll that was used as Tang Xin's stand-in. I saw that the quilt roll after losing the rope fixation, it was all oblique, and it also pounced out from behind the bed, and with a loud "bang", it fell heavily to the ground, rolling up a large puff of dust.

"W-what the hell is going on?" Seeing the scene that was almost exactly the same as at that time, I couldn't help but look at Mu Zihan curiously and asked.

"Let's talk about it." Mu Zihan replied while standing there, constantly rolling up the nylon rope with the iron bar in his hand.

Immediately afterward, he may have seen that the bartender seemed to want to escape, and looked at the other person as if he was laughing and said, "You probably don't want to run away now." Tell you, it's too late. Do you think that I deliberately let Uncle Wang stay upstairs just now, is it really just because of his inconvenient legs? Actually, after seeing your face after seeing me set up the scene, I think everyone who was there at the time should have been able to see that you were the murderer. However, considering the particularity of your identity, in order to avoid mobilizing the police in front of you, you will be stimulated, causing you to jump off the wall. That's why I deliberately left Uncle Wang upstairs so that I could arrange for the police to cordon off this neighborhood. ”

Listening to Mu Zihan's words, the bartender's face became even more ugly, and he clenched his fists several times, as if he wanted to fight hard, but he seemed to be afraid of Mu Zihan's words, so he endured it again and again.

I really can't figure it out, at this time, why did Mu Zihan still intentionally stimulate him? You know, even if the police have been arranged to block it outside, it is very likely that this guy is also a member of the "Butterfly" organization after all, and he may still have a weapon on him. If he suddenly desperately fights desperately, with the three of us who are now unarmed, we can't deal with him at all, especially, and Fang Ling is here, I'm really worried that she will be hurt.

Fortunately, in the end, the bartender seemed to have finally restrained his impulse, and said with a blue face: "My face is not good just because of lack of sleep." After all, I worked until four o'clock last night, and I didn't sleep much when I got home, when I was forcibly brought here by you. It's strange that the face can be good. And can you condemn me on the basis of my ugly face? Are you so sloppy in handling the case? If you want to identify me as a murderer, you have to at least come up with evidence. ”

"Don't worry, of course I have the proof." Mu Zihan finally rolled up all the nylon ropes and recycled them. It's just that, strangely, the other end of the nylon rope is not tied to the triangular piece of wood.

However, it was not appropriate to ask now, and besides, I knew that he would definitely explain it in detail later, so I just exchanged glances with him and began to walk back to the scene of the crime together.

During this period, although I really wanted to find a reason to take Fang Ling away, but when I saw Fang Ling's eyes at the moment, I knew that even if the sky fell now, this girl would not leave.

Finally, after finally climbing the stairs again and returning to the scene of the crime, Mu Zihan walked to the elevator door first, picked up the triangular wooden block that was originally used to get stuck in the crack of the door and the corner of the threshold, shook his head and sighed, and said: "Actually, if it weren't for this flaw in your technique, I might not have been able to discover this method so quickly." ”

"Hmph, like you can think of a way to do with this piece of wood?" The mediation letter sneered and said defiantly.

"And, of course, the method is simple. Now that you've done that, why don't you just tie another piece of nylon rope to this block? Then it also extends from the window to the ground, hiding where the iron bar is stuck. After that, as long as the mechanism is finished, take advantage of the chaos on the scene, and pull the two ropes together. Then, whether it's a rope break, you can make sure that the piece of wood is recycled back into your hands. Mu Zihan smiled and said, "It's a pity, even if I tell you this method now, it's too late." ”

"Hmph, Mu Zihan, Detective Mu, you are indeed very powerful, and you can even say that you are the most powerful detective I have ever seen, but all this is just your inference so far. What about the evidence? The bartender looked at Mu Zihan coldly and said.

(To be continued)