My hand grabbed Doha's ankle, and I noticed Adiri's expression on the side, his face tangled. Doha's figure is slender, and Doha, who is sitting, has her trouser legs lifted, revealing her fair ankles. Such a serious injury on a beautiful woman would be pitied by anyone, even if Doha was a suspect.

Adiri tried to stop it, but when he saw my hand on Doha's ankle and Doha didn't react, Adiri took back the words he almost shouted. I smiled slightly, which proved that my speculation was correct, that Doha was not injured at all, that the injury on her ankle was faked.

Taken aback, I beckoned to him and motioned for him to give me the drinking water that had been placed on the table in advance. Adiri did immediately, he already knew what I was going to do, so he sent two detectives to stand behind Doha to prevent Doha from suddenly attacking.

Doha's parents kept trying to come over, but they were stopped by the detectives.

I poured the water mercilessly on Doha's ankle, and after a few hard strokes with my hand, the water turned purple, and the bruises and redness on Doha's ankle were not as bad as before. I stood up, and my hands were also dyed with a lot of color.

I spread out my palms and circled my palms towards everyone: "Doha's injury is faked, but this injury can't be disguised anymore!" Even if I look closely, it's hard to tell the real from the fake. ”

Adiri shook his head again and again, he had always felt pity for Doha's injury, but at this moment, all Adiri's emotions turned into anger, he pointed at Doha and scolded angrily: "Doha, you are pretending to be so similar!" Simply despicable! ”

Indeed, no matter how far I look at it, no matter how closely I look at it, I can't tell that it's fake. In the West, on Halloween, many people deliberately put on makeup on their bodies and disguised many wounds to amuse and intimidate others.

With the use of various makeup tools, it is possible to create a wound that is as real as it is real. And some very well-known makeup artists, they can even make their faces open and bloody, and the scene is very cautious. And when the makeup is removed, everyone breathes a sigh of relief, because it is just makeup.

However, those makeup artists used very advanced makeup tools, which Doha obviously did not have. However, the redness and bruising of Doha's wound were almost seamless.

"I know a killer named Thousand Faces, and if I had to call you by a code name, I'd call you Masquerade." I said to Doha, "Camouflage wounds aren't your only skill, your real strength lies in your disguise." ”

Transfiguration, an ancient term, many people doubt the authenticity of transfiguration, but it is indisputable that transfiguration does exist, but most people think that transfiguration is not as magical as it is rumored. It is also true that the transfiguration technique is not so magical, and in the absence of advanced tools, it is almost impossible to use the transfiguration technique to confuse the real thing.

Doha, who specializes in disguise.

The reason why Thousand Faces is called Thousand Faces is because he hides his personality behind that mask, and I can't guess what Thousand Faces' personality is, which makes it feel like Thousand Faces has a thousand faces, and the expression of each face is different. And the meaning of the mask is fake, Doha is good at disguise and disguise, it is likely that we have seen Doha inadvertently, but we did not recognize Doha, because that is only what Doha looked like after his disguise.

"The ghosts you see are just a trick used by Kamen Doha!" I said to the people.

Doha finally looked up, and the sun shone on Doha's face, her face pale and her pupils constricted. This face is Doha's real face, so close, so strong, so many pairs of eyes, Doha can't hide. Doha's eyes seemed a little helpless, I frowned slightly, Doha's appearance was like a child who had been stripped naked and was standing in the center of the world, helpless and lonely to bear the naked gaze of everyone.

I thought about it for a while, and finally decided to start with the village chief who had not yet entered the village before the police entered the village, and I saw the dead village chief with my own eyes.

At that time, I saw a bloody face outside the windowsill, and the face was very similar to the portrait of the village chief and the photo of the village chief. But actually, I was at some distance from the windowsill at the time, and I couldn't get to see every detail of that face in great detail.

It was daytime, and there was plenty of light, but the light, which was supposed to be more visible, became part of Doha's transfiguration. The village chief with a bloody face was Doha himself. There's a reason why I chose to be seen on the windowsill.

The sun was shining through the windowsill, and I looked at the windowsill, which was right in front of the intense light. As a result, my pupils were unable to adjust to the light for a short period of time, and I could not see so clearly. So in those few seconds from beginning to end, I only saw a rough idea of that face.

Doha's disguise is the same as everyone's, and it is impossible to confuse the real with the fake, but the basic similarity can still be done. In advance, I didn't know what the village chief looked like, but I was determined after looking at the photos and portraits. In this case, I naturally felt that I was looking at the village chief. In retrospect, when I asked Doha for verification afterwards, there seemed to be a suspicion of deliberate guidance in Doha's words.

In terms of time, Doha also had plenty of time to prepare for the change. When he entered the village, Doha's neighbor was holding a funeral sacrifice, and everyone's attention was all on the funeral sacrifice, and no one paid attention to where Doha went. I talked to Doha before going to the village chief's house, and then I went to look for the entrance to the desert.

The village is not small, the first time I went to the village, I looked for more than half an hour to go around there, and I met Tang Yingxuan, plus the time to talk, Duoha had plenty of time to prepare. There are a lot of mud dams and stone bricks in the village, and I have also observed the terrain at the back door of Doha's house, where there is a small path, and no one will notice Doha's anomaly as long as you take a long detour.

In this way, Doha arrived at the village chief's former residence without anyone noticing. At that time, Tang Yingxuan was taking a nap, and I didn't doubt Tang Yingxuan's reconnaissance ability, but after all, the distance was very far, and if it was someone who was slow, it might attract Tang Yingxuan's attention.

However, the old man was only an illusion, and Doha's mobility was not lost. To be sure, Doha moves a little faster than the average person. Coupled with the use of stone bricks and mud dams, Doha avoided Tang Yingxuan's half-asleep reconnaissance, which was not a problem.

When I ran out, I didn't see Doha, which can be explained. I'm not familiar with the terrain of the village, so I can sneak away from the back door until I sneak back home through the back door and take off my makeup.

So, when I returned to the deceased's house, I didn't see Doha, and it took a long time for Doha to come back. After that, she started talking to me and guiding me between the lines, so that I thought that I was seeing the village chief himself.

On that day, I saw more than that. Later, together with Celchan, we asked Doha to take us to the village chief's house, where Celor screamed in fright, saying that he had seen a human figure. Doha was present at the time, and the figure was naturally not Doha.

But as long as you think about it carefully, according to the previous speculation, Doha and Maimaiti colluded together, and Maimaiti was not dead at that time, so the figure was naturally Maimaiti.

Later, I saw Doha's neighbor in person, also in the village chief's old house. I ran after the figure all the way inside, and just as I stepped into the house, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me. The environment was also fully used by Doha, and unlike the first time, it was already night.

At night, human vision is already limited, and at that time, Doha's face was almost attached to mine, so that I could only see a part of her face. Her head was crawling with bugs, even the bugs that hung between me and her face out of thin air.