Chapter 165: The Murderer
It was now clear that Alice's sister's door was unlocked, and that her house was farther away from the fire than Alice's, that the smoke could not have killed her, and that there was another way out of the house - by jumping out of the window!
"That black shadow is the murderer, and he didn't run away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Roger said affirmatively, and let out a strange grunt.
Caroline glanced back at her brother strangely, but there was a thick puff of white smoke blowing towards her, and the boy was clutching a large hemp hookah.
The old lady rolled her eyes, and with a hopeless expression, she folded her arms and stopped looking at Roger.
"Shhhh Call...... The murderer made Leeds (Alice's sister) unable to act or killed her directly!" The boy snorted comfortably, and smoke erupted from his nostrils as he spoke: "Then come out and lock the door, and then go downstairs to set a fire to disguise it as an accidental fire, which can not only destroy the corpse but also destroy the evidence of the crime." ”
"Everybody does that... Tut... It's not new. Roger shook his head slightly and commented disdainfully.
The footage continues, but what follows is not far from what Roger said, where the murderer killed and set the fire and escaped with impunity.
Alice's body trembled, and although the murderer's appearance was still a shadow, it was completely certain that she would no longer be tormented by the guilt of killing her family.
Now what she is carrying is revenge!
After that, the memory of how to escape the fire Alice did not look any further, because there was no need, what she now wanted to know was the true face of the murderer!
The girl walked past Roger with her fists clenched and cold eyes, pushed open the wooden door and walked straight out.
Caroline pursed her lips and hurried to follow, not knowing if she should go up and comfort her at this time.
Roger wasn't worried at all, and hung unhurriedly behind him with smoke on his lips.
As long as the murderer is not dead, then Alice still has hope of revenge with her own hands.
Man... As long as there is hope, it is not so easy to collapse.
When I went out, it was no longer a small temple on the top of the top filled with smoke.
Littered with ruined walls, shrubs and weeds, it looks like it should have been a vast garden.
At the end of the garden is a castle with a red heart on the top.
"This time the goal is clear... I know where to go. Roger looked at the striking Castle of Hearts and spat out a smoke ring.
Alice didn't look at her, and ran in the direction of the castle with a cold face, she couldn't bear to uncover the last veil of the murderer.
The castle of the Queen of Hearts looks rather quaint from the outside, and although it is a little dilapidated, it adds an indescribable sense of history.
But when you enter the interior, it is like entering another world.
Everywhere the eye touched, it was scarlet, like skinless carrion covering every inch of the castle's walls, and the touch under his feet was a soft reminder that these carrion were not fake decorations.
Alice ignored this, and led the two siblings to the bottom of the castle.
Roger wondered, are all the people in this fairyland rabbits?
And as he went deeper, the more the boy looked forward to the appearance of the Queen of Hearts...... That's a woman with tentacles, alas... Her life must have been very blissful.
But soon, Roger's conjecture was declared invalid.
Because when they passed through an open door, they saw the Queen of Hearts sitting on the throne.
The red imperial dress is delicate and exquisite, and it looks particularly cute when worn on the Queen of Hearts.
Yes, it's cute...... If you just look at the upper body, the queen is simply a little Lori who is about eight or nine ten years old, but if you look at the tentacles of various sizes that stretch out from the bottom of the skirt and are scattered under the king's seat, you can see that this queen of hearts does not look as good as her face.
"It's ...... Octopus Niang? It's a minor!" Roger almost didn't put the spout of the cigarette bottle into his nose: "Even if she is a monster girl, it doesn't have a good impact on being a queen at the age of ten... No wonder I didn't see the king... Three years to start, there is no cap, right?"
Now Alice is still in the mood to deal with Roger's complaints, she looked up at the Queen of Hearts sitting on the throne, and said unceremoniously: "Queen of Hearts?
Roger's eyes lit up, these words... Sounds profound......
"Hah! Alice... The last time you were here, you refused to let me control your life... But now you're letting someone else control you instead of me?" the Queen of Hearts glared at the girl with contempt.
His eyes were full of disdain: "Look at the consequences now, destruction, oblivion... I may survive in Wonderland, but you're dead. ”
Although the words of the Queen of Hearts were full of hostility, in his tone, Roger inexplicably felt a hint of hatred for iron.
"The caterpillar said you might be useful, but I don't think you can do anything other than laugh at me?" Alice snorted coldly and confronted the Queen of Hearts: "And I've already put it into action, I'm not crazy, my family wasn't killed by me, I'm fine now, I'm not crazy!"
"I'm fine, I'm not crazy~" The Queen of Hearts repeated Alice's words with a sharp voice, and then her face turned pale: "The train wants to destroy all the evidence about your past, especially the fire." But that's not enough......"
The queen's little hand knocked on the armrest of the throne irregularly: "Who will know the truth after that? And who will gloat and laugh at you going crazy?"
Little by little, Alice turned her head to Roger, and the boy was smiling and smoking a big hookah.
"It's not about him... You stupid hat!" The Queen of Hearts was furious, although Roger did exactly match what she said, but: "Just by looking at his age, you know that he can't be!"
Who made Roger's character too bad......
Alice coughed dryly, and asked the young queen with a serious face: "Who could it be?" I know that I didn't put the fire, only these few people were present... No one else will believe what I say. ”
The Queen of Hearts' big eyes narrowed, leaned down, and gritted her teeth and said, "There's another... It is the hypnosis technique that probes your memory and forces you to forget the most important part of your memory...... Angus Pemby, the number one bastard who calls himself a doctor!"
Roger stopped smoking and interjected, "That doctor from the Wanderer's House?"
Queen of Hearts: "Do you know the second Pemby? If not, that's him." ”
Throwing away the hookah he had been holding all the way in his hand, Roger moved his hands and feet: "Okay, send us out!"