Fei Yiping's words are very pertinent and reasonable, although I don't know what Mu Zihan is thinking with his head down at the moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 However, in my opinion, if Mu Zihan wants to rely on the strength of the two of us to deal with such a huge international criminal group as the entire "butterfly", it is really whimsical.

Even if Mu Zihan has a good mind and ability, it will be useless, after all, the gap between the two sides is too big, this is not even an egg touching a stone, it is completely the difference between a small bamboo raft and an aircraft carrier. The other party doesn't even have to deliberately deal with us, just a casual light movement and the waves set off are enough to wipe out our side more than 800 times.

After being silent for a while, Mu Zihan seemed to have finally made a decision, and raised his head to look at Fei Yiping. However, just as he was about to speak, a loud bang suddenly resounded throughout the ancient castle, interrupting Mu Zihan's words.

"Phew"

"Bang Bang"

"Ah......h

This was followed by the sound of glass breaking and the screams of women.

"No, it's gunshots." Hearing that it was a loud noise, Mu Zihan and Fei Yiping exclaimed at the same time, stood up suddenly, and before the next sound came, the two of them had rushed out of the room like two leopards that saw their prey. Of course, I followed them out.

When I ran to it out of breath, I saw that there were already several people standing at the door of the room where gunshots and screams were heard, but they were obviously stopped by Fei Yiping, who was already standing at the door, and did not let them in: "Everyone, please be calm and don't enter the room, so as not to destroy the scene." ”

"What's going on?" After I lined up the crowd, I crossed Fei Yiping and looked into the room.

I saw the foreign girl Millie sitting on the sofa with a pale face, frightened. My friend Mu Zihan was squatting next to a corpse lying on the ground, examining it carefully. Since the male corpse was lying on his stomach in the direction of the window, I could not see his face, but judging from his figure, it was most likely Han Tao, a professor of art history at a well-known university.

Just when I thought to myself, this turned out to be Millie's room, Mu Zihan, who found my arrival, turned his head and greeted me and said, "Siyuan, bring your mobile phone, come and take pictures for evidence." ”

"Oh." I answered, bypassing Fei Yiping and entering the room, while taking out my phone to take pictures.

Actually, Millie's room is similar to ours, maybe most of the rooms in the castle are arranged like this. Entering through the doorway, you are faced by a large retro-style floor-to-ceiling window that opens to a balcony.

According to Mu Zihan's instructions, I first took pictures of the corpse, then the floor-to-ceiling windows and balconies that were broken by the murderer when he fled, then every corner of the room, and finally, I walked around the broken glass on the ground and came to the balcony, ready to take pictures of the condition of the balcony. At this time, I found that the balcony of Millie's room was actually opposite the garden of the manor, which was the venue for today's Midyear Festival celebration.

When I was about to finish filming, Mu Zihan also checked Han Tao's body, took a sheet and covered it, and came to me. He looked at the shoe prints on the balcony railing, and said thoughtfully, "Directly below this room seems to be the exit of the warehouse where the paper products are stored, huh?" This is? I see. When he saw the two scratches on the railing, he suddenly showed a smile of sudden realization and said to me, "Siyuan, take a picture of this." ”

Then, after seeing me finish shooting, he said to me, "Let's go to the garden below, I think there will be interesting discoveries." By the way, Miss Millie, you and Mr. Fei Yiping will go to the restaurant and wait for us first, I have a few more questions for you later, I think this murderer will surface soon. At the same time, he turned around and looked at Fei Yiping and said, "Please organize everyone to wait for us in the restaurant, I think this farce should end." Oh, Xinyan's girl don't shout, anyway, this matter has nothing to do with her, she's tired for a day, let her have a good rest. After speaking, Mu Zihan said hello to the old housekeeper who came in a hurry, and took me towards the XHY area of the building.

"Detective Muta, do you already know who the murderer is?" I asked. Watching him walk and turn his black tail ring proudly, I, who was already familiar with his small movements, naturally guessed it.

"That's right, it's just that I still have a little doubt about the whole thing." He replied with a mysterious smile: "Siyuan, do you remember this morning when you asked me where I went in the middle of the night last night?" ”

"Well, remember, didn't you say you weren't going anywhere?" I replied, vaguely feeling that Mu Zihan's previous answer seemed to be a lie to me.

"Actually, I went to the 'devil's lair' in the middle of the night last night." Sure enough, Mu Zihan finally told the truth this time, but he immediately said: "The old housekeeper said that they haven't been near there for three years, but, judging from my observation last night, it doesn't look like a forest that no one has been in and out of for three years. Because, although it is very secret, there is a well-preserved path that leads to the depths of the forest, which is obviously always tended to and used. However, due to the lack of time last night, I didn't go too deep. ”

Just when I wanted to ask what it had to do with this case, Mu Zihan, who had been walking with me in the garden, suddenly wanted to find something, and shouted happily: "Sure enough, it's here", he quickened his pace and walked up, squatted down in a bush, picked up a black thing, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and handed it to me.

"What is this?" After I took it, I felt a little heavy, so I opened it while asking, and found that the handkerchief was actually wrapped in a small black pistol, so I couldn't help but say again: "Gun?" ”

"Type 64 7.62mm homemade modified pistol. This should be the murder weapon that killed Han Tao. Moreover, this is the bullet I just took out of Han Tao's wound, do you feel familiar? Mu Zihan suddenly looked solemn, and took out a small bullet with blood stains from his pocket to show me.

When I was confused and didn't know how to answer, he told me the answer: "If I'm not mistaken, this is also the gun that killed Zhang Dagui." ”

'Zhang Dagui?' Butterfly Imprint'! I reacted immediately.

"That's right, the murderer this time must be inextricably linked to the 'Butterfly Mark', but it shouldn't be the 'Butterfly Mark' I know. Otherwise, with the cunning 'butterfly' mentality, it would not have been possible to commit such a flawed case, especially this second homicide. Mu Zihan confirmed: "I finally know most of the meaning of that short poem now, and, maybe, I just said maybe, the murderer invited us to this ancient castle and secretly handed us the short poem, hoping that we could stop him before he could do it, but unfortunately, hey......"

"You mean that the invitation was sent to us by the murderer? That...... Could it be that the murderer is 'Count Butterfly'? "I really don't know how much Mu Zihan already knows the truth of things, anyway, the more I listen, the more confused I become.

"Yes and no. Wait, isn't the last line of that short poem 'Let's drink together, the last supper, the main course is full of blood.'" "It's not good, let's go back quickly......" I don't know what Mu Zihan thought of again, he suddenly screamed strangely, and didn't care about explaining to me again, and hurriedly rushed to the restaurant in the ancient castle. I had no idea what was happening, so I quickly wrapped my gun in a handkerchief and rushed back with him.

(To be continued)