Just when Mu Zihan and I hurried back to the restaurant on the second floor of the castle, we found that everyone except Wang Xinyan, who had just fallen asleep, had already taken their seats in the restaurant, and at this time, the old housekeeper seemed to have arranged for a maid to serve them refreshments. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Don't drink!" Seeing that the maid finished serving refreshments, someone had already raised the teacup and was about to drink tea, Mu Zihan shouted unexpectedly. The sound was so loud that it reverberated like thunder in the entire empty restaurant, so frightened that those who were about to drink tea stopped their movements and looked at him.

"Zihan, what's wrong? Why can't you drink it? Fei Yiping was also about to drink tea, but he was frightened by Mu Zihan, and he stopped what he was doing, and after putting down the teacup, he looked at Mu Zihan, who hurriedly walked to the table, and asked.

"That's it, boy, you're sick, you're yelling in the middle of the night. It's okay if you can't sleep because you're tossed by that damn murderer, and now you can't even drink tea? What the hell are you, don't think that you can point fingers at us in the name of a detective. Zhu Quan was obviously taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he scolded Mu Zihan angrily.

"If you want to die, drink it." Mu Zihan was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and turned to look at the old housekeeper Liu Zhen and said, "Steward Liu, who asked you to serve refreshments?" ”

"It was the master who just sent me a text message." Saying that, the old housekeeper hurriedly took out his mobile phone and opened the text message to Mu Zihan and me to prove that he was telling the truth.

"You communicate with your master by text message, not by phone?" Mu Zihan glanced at the text message and asked again.

"The host never calls us, either in person or via text message." The old butler replied.

"Really?" After Mu Zihan finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the old housekeeper, but turned to look at the people who were still puzzled and said, "I don't care if you believe it or not, I can tell you that this refreshment has been poisoned." Although whether it will kill instantly, this needs to be tested to know, but if you want to die, you can try, anyway, to be honest, I don't care if you guys live or die. ”

"What? Are you sure? Could it be that the 'Count of Butterfly' guy did everything, and he wanted to kill us all? Mu Zihan's words made the scene completely chaotic, and everyone's faces were full of fear, even Zhu Quan.

"Zihan, what's going on?" At this time, Fei Yiping, who was relatively calm, stood up again and asked.

"This is what I found in my pocket after dinner last night." As he spoke, Mu Zihan took out the note with a short poem written on it and handed it to Fei Yiping and said.

"A grand celebration that takes place in the moonlight at midnight. The crappy Jesus tried to come in a boat. The flames of vengeance, incinerating the undead of humanity. In the lair of evil spirits, the figure of Judas lurks. The fourteenth guest, whom no one saw, gradually revealed his hideousness. Let's drink together, the last supper, the main course is full of blood. After taking the note, Fei Yiping slowly read out the above content, and then asked Mu Zihan: "What does this mean?" ”

"Full of blood? Are we all going to die? What's going on? Before Mu Zihan could answer, someone asked again.

"Stinky boy, why didn't you tell us earlier when you received such a piece of paper? Are you trying to kill us all? Some people even excitedly pointed the finger at Mu Zihan.

Facing the restless crowd, Mu Zihan kept a calm face and said in a low voice: "If you don't want to die, don't be impatient." I'm going to tell you the truth about everything. Then after everyone gradually quieted down, Mu Zihan motioned for Fei Yiping, who was a little excited, to sit down as well, and then said: "I think the first sentence of this poem no longer needs me to explain, it refers to the celebration of the Midyear Festival." He then began to explain his current understanding of the poem.

According to Mu Zihan's explanation, the "crappy Jesus" in the second sentence of the short poem actually refers to the art businessman Luo Zhigang. The reason why we didn't know before was just because we didn't participate in the drama three years ago, so we didn't know that it was Luo Zhigang who played Jesus at that time.

As for "vainly trying to come by boat" and "the flame of revenge, burning the souls of mankind", it is actually that Luo Zhigang will be put in a paper boat and burned to death with fire. Moreover, this murderer should have a deep hatred with Luo Zhigang, so the motive for killing him is also because of this.

When Mu Zihan explained this, he stopped and did not continue. Just when everyone wondered why he was halfway through his words, they saw him suddenly turn to look at Millie, who was still stained with tears, and asked, "Miss Millie, I remember when I was in your room just now, I asked you about the process of the crime. Your answer is that since you have been crying for Mr. Luo's death, Mr. Han Tao is by your side to comfort you. As a result, at that time, the murderer suddenly broke into the room from the balcony, killed Mr. Han Tao, and then broke the floor-to-ceiling window and escaped from the balcony, isn't it? ”

"Yes." Millie replied with a little choked up. The originally fair complexion, due to the long crying, looked a little flushed, coupled with her pitiful appearance and weak voice, it really made me feel pity, and even I couldn't help but feel sorry for what happened to her tonight.

However, apparently Mu Zihan didn't think so, just smiled slightly, looked at her and continued, "Really? So how did the murderer get into your room? ”

"Didn't I tell you, climb up from the balcony and ...... again" Suddenly, as if she realized something, she stopped, and her face turned pale all at once.

"Hehe, why don't you continue? Let me help you out. Mu Zihan said: "Do you want to say that the murderer first climbed onto the balcony outside your room, and then opened the floor-to-ceiling window to enter the room?" He also politely helped you close the window, and then shot Han Tao, and finally broke the floor-to-ceiling window and escaped from the balcony? ”

Hearing Mu Zihan's words, not only me, but even everyone present heard the problem in the words. Because, if the murderer is here to commit the murder, not to mention whether he will close the window and break it so much. Even if he really did that, could it be that Han Tao was a dead man, and would obediently watch him shoot himself? This is too illogical.

"I ......" Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, Millie obviously wanted to open her mouth to defend herself, but before she could speak, Mu Zihan preemptively said: "Or, the more correct order of the case should be." Since you have been crying, Han Tao may really care about you, or he may have ulterior motives, anyway, he has been accompanying you back to your room. Then, also remove the makeup of the celebration in the bathroom of your room. And when he came out of the bathroom, you stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and shot him. Then, while we heard the gunshots and rushed away, you first broke the floor-to-ceiling windows, disguised as a murderer and fled, and then hugged Han Tao's body and screamed, saying that you were also one of the victims, and at the same time had a reason to explain the blood stains on your body. However, the fact is that it was not the murderer who escaped from the balcony, but only the murder weapon. ”

"You are talking nonsense, what evidence do you have that I killed Han Tao." Hearing Mu Zihan's words, Millie suddenly stood up excitedly, pointed at Mu Zihan and screamed.

"Don't get excited, since I'm going to say that, I naturally have my proof. And I know that you're the 'fourteenth guest that no one sees.'" After saying that, Mu Zihan sat down next to me with a smile, and while habitually playing with his black tail ring, he began to tell the truth about the whole thing.

(To be continued)