With this sensitive instinct that something was wrong, Jack surveyed the small cavern again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Instead of a thin layer of ash on the large stone brick floor that looked like it hadn't been cleaned in a long time, Jack touched the wooden box containing the poisons, which were very clean and seemed to have been newly moved, all of which seemed to be fine, as the drug dealers probably didn't like to clean and were more likely to move their goods to this temporary base for the latest deal.

But what conditions are missing......

Jack feels like he's playing peek-a-boo right now, and needs to find out the hidden clues. He spun around again, the black ash piled up between the stone bricks on the ground, the low round table in the center, the torches stuck in the wall, and, of course, the blood splattered on the roof of the cave.

The blood didn't seem to be a problem, crimson and dryly stuck to the wall, and there was nothing wrong with the table, just the usual table, which at most meant that this was their usual stronghold, and the torches were no problem, ordinary torches, burning brightly, releasing firelight.

"So, now, let's close this case first, the murderer is dead, and then, the investigation of Doré Pharmaceutical Company is our responsibility......" Seeing that no more clues could be found, Peter sighed and said, "Okay, children, now let Hugo send you out." What's the matter, why don't you move? Hmm? Do you want to continue tracking down Doray Pharmaceuticals with us? No, you don't even think about it. ”

"No, I didn't want to continue playing with you guys......" Jack's thoughts were interrupted, he frowned, "I just think there's something wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Peter asked rhetorically, a little curiously, "Mr. Scarlett, isn't everything consistent with your reasoning? As for the motive for the killing, now we know, it was because of a disagreement between Master Ron and the drug dealer, so he was killed, right?"

"However, my reasoning is not quite right......," Jack added, "When I reasoned, I assumed that there was such a magic that could keep the body alive, and even more so that the murderer was a person who had no habit of torture and killing, and now that I think about it, there are two hypothetical reasoning that is definitely not rigorous." Although all of this has now been proven by coincidence, don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?"

"And ......" Jack looked up and recalled everything he had seen, heard, and felt before, and his eyes suddenly froze, "No, there is definitely something wrong, I think I've found it!"

"What's that?" asked Hugo, earnestly and curiously, the strict knight was not sharp enough, but his instincts still made him believe Jack's words.

"That's right, do you remember what that old killer, that Bill said?" Jack raised an index finger and said in a calm and confident tone, "He said, "Do you remember his expression before he died?

As soon as Jack reminded him, Peter also reacted, "Are you sure he said that?"

"Of course, I can still fully remember what happened in a short period of time, which is already a good explanation, right, I remember, the murderer was stabbed in Ron's back, he couldn't have seen Ron's expression, and more importantly, before Ron died, he was obviously smiling, and he was smiling very happily. Also, let's not forget that both of them are knights, and it's unlikely that they will have that kind of 'freshness' magic. "That is, the old man and the young man can't be murderers—at least not the murderers of Ron, they might have killed someone else." ”

As everyone got serious, Muffy frowned and asked suspiciously, "So, who is the real culprit, and why did he kill Ron in this drug dealer's stronghold? Is he in the same league as these drug dealers? Or did he just stumble here and kill Ron here?"

"Don't worry, Muffy, the problems have to be solved one by one, I know you hate the murderer of your teacher very much, but we have to solve one problem first, is this the stronghold of drug dealers?"

"There are no spatial rings or torches on the two deceased, right?" Jack stood up and said to the group, "In this entire cavern, there is only one lit torch on the wall. ”

"Is there anything wrong with that?" asked Peter.

"So, I ask you, would you put a table and a stool in a short-term stronghold?" asked Jack rhetorically

"Hmm...... No way...... Generally, if you use it once or twice, it is not so troublesome. ”

"That's right, so, this should be a long-term stronghold, and since this is a long-term stronghold, there might only be one torch here? You know, such a long torch burns for two hours at most, and it looks like it has just been lit, so what about before? Didn't these two men look like they were guarding this shipment? Or, to put it another way, after that, when the torch is burned out, how will they guard their treasure in the dark?" Jack reasoned.

"......I see," Peter nodded, "So, they must have been waiting for us here, disguised as a stronghold for drug dealers, and then waiting for us to take the bait." ”

"Smart, that's why they know very clearly who to kill, as long as they kill you, the great detective, and then slaughter the wise and close demon Young Master Ben, they can direct everyone's attention from this murder case to the sale of drugs and goods and conflicts of interest. Jack didn't blush when he boasted about himself, he was a little smug now, for he felt like he had guessed all the intentions of the murderer, and debunked their layers of lies.

"You're really willing to boast about yourself...... Peter spat out, "I wonder how there are so many fifth-level professionals in Ash City, and these fifth-level professionals are still selling drugs." ”

"Now, we can roughly understand the murderer's intentions," Jack ignored Peter's afterthought, and said to himself, "There is a big secret behind Master Ron's death, and this secret is hidden in the sewers, so the murderer wants to hide this secret and shift the attention of the investigation team to drugs and Doray Pharmaceuticals, as for why the murderer must kill you, you see, now he hasn't killed anyone, so his secret has been revealed, isn't it?"

"So, what do we do now?" asked Peter, the parallel detective had somehow convinced Jack's reasoning abilities.

"Now, let's wait for the other police officers to come over, and when the time comes, if you ask everyone to search the sewers in this area, they will definitely find something, and maybe, when the time comes, we will know if this is the first scene. ”

"Do you suspect this isn't the first scene?"

"yes, if this isn't a drug dealer's stronghold, why can't it be the first scene in disguise?" said Jack, smiling relaxedly, "Now, Peter, give me your deer hunting hat." ”

"What are you going to do?"

"No, I just don't think you're fit to wear a Sherlock Holmes hat. ”

"Who is that Xia?"

"Sherlock Holmes, don't worry about it, I don't think you like a hat anyway. ”

"Why do I think you're sarcastic about me?"

"You think too much, I don't think you mean anything watery. ”

"But I think Detective Peter is really watery......" As Jack and Peter were chattering, Muffy on one side suddenly said in a noblewoman's tone, her face no longer sad, but full of gentle smiles, "but if only you were as watery as Detective Peter, Mr. Scarlett, then you wouldn't have to die here pitifully." ”

Hey...... What does this mean?

Everyone except Muffy suddenly felt cold.

It wasn't really cold, it was an excessive fright.

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