"I'm sorry to disturb your good dreams, dear Christina," Rog said with a mysterious smile as he lay on his back on the ground and looked at Christina's stunned expression, "but it's time to uncover the true face of your brother's murderer." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What?" Christina looked at him dumbfounded, not understanding what he was talking about, she was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Probably not him. Rogge gently took her hand and said, "Now, can you please get up first?" I need to sit up and explain this. ”

Christina quickly stood up, and then she noticed that Catherine, Shirley, and Elizabeth had been watching them all the time, only to see Rogge sit up and look back at Carl the blacksmith and Alfred the pharmacist who were still lying asleep on the ground, while Brad on the other side was standing vigilantly watching them from a short distance.

"Mr. Brad, if you don't mind, I think you can come over and hear the truth about this as well. Rogge beckoned to him, and Brad hesitated, but took a few steps closer and stopped five paces away from Christina.

"Christina," said Rogge, lighting a cigar and looking up at the suspicious girl as he smoked, "Did you hear a scream in your sleep just now, and then struggled to get up, but felt so tired that your hands and feet didn't obey?"

"Yes, just like when my brother died. Christina recalled the terrible feeling just now, and nodded nervously with her hands on her chest.

"Can you tell who made that shout?" asked Rogge, smiling.

After hearing this, Christina carefully recalled the shout just now, and vaguely felt that the voice was very familiar, but for a moment she couldn't remember whose voice it was, she looked back at Carl and Alfred lying on the ground, not sure who it was.

"Actually," said Rogge, smiling, "that's the little bad bird shouting." ”

Christina's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the little furball that landed on Rog's hat, and the little owl looked up at her with a surprised look and said, "Yes, yes, that's what I shouted, isn't my voice very loud and beautiful?"

"But what I heard was a man's voice!" Christina shook her head in disbelief.

"That's because your senses haven't recovered from the effects of the drug. Rogge said as he glanced in Catherine's direction, only to see Monica, the little flower spirit, fly up to Christina and say, "Yes, I just put mandala pollen on your fruit, it can cause you to be tired, lethargic, hallucinating, and auditory hallucinations. ”

Christina looked at Monica in surprise, and then at Rogge, only to see Rogge nodding slightly: "That's right, I asked Monica to do this, in order to test your senses when your brother died, and it turned out to be the same as I thought." ”

He looked back at Alfred and Carl and said, "In the same way, both of them also have mandala pollen in their food, the same amount as you, Mr. Brad was not affected because he did not eat with us, but you were the first of the three to wake up, this is because women have a special constitution, and they are more resistant to the effects of drugs than men." ”

"But what does that mean?" asked Christina, looking at Rogge in amazement, confused.

"When I examined your brother's body, I smelled mandala powder on his body, and Lilith smelled the same, plus your brother's body showed signs of flushed cheeks, dry lips, and dilated pupils, which are typical signs of mandala poisoning. ”

"Your brother has been poisoned before, and his body is weaker than that of Carl and Alfred, so his resistance to the drug will be weaker, and in such a situation, the murderer will pierce him directly through the heart with a sharp blade, and it is impossible for him to scream. ”

Speaking of this, Rogge stood up and looked at Brad and said, "From this, it can be inferred that the scream you heard was not from your brother at all, but from the murderer who deliberately alarmed the people around him. ”

Christina looked at him in amazement, and Brad, who was not far from her, also frowned, looking at Rogge intently, Rog came to him and stretched out a hand and said, "Mr. Brad, can you please give me that blood-stained dagger?"

Brad hesitated, but then unsheathed the dagger and handed it to Rog, who unsheathed the dagger and held it in both hands, looking back at the crowd and saying, "When I saw Mr. Brad's sword, I asked him a question, how many years has this sword followed him. ”

He glanced at Brad, who nodded silently, he still remembered that moment clearly, only to hear Rogge continue: "Mr. Brad said that this sword has been with him for ten years, and this sword is still very new in appearance, which means that it is very well maintained, and Mr. Brad is also an old swordsman, and he pays attention to protecting his love sword, but ......"

He smiled mysteriously, pointed to the entrance of the scabbard, and said, "How can a man who loves swords so much and knows how to maintain weapons plunge his sword into the scabbard without even wiping the blood from his sword after killing someone?

He put the sword back into its sheath and threw it to Brad and said, "Maybe you will think that Mr. Brad is too nervous to wipe the sword clean, but as I said earlier, except for the murdered Clark, everyone else is under the influence of drugs and is in a coma, and the sound that woke up Christina was made by the murderer, if Brad is the murderer, why should he panic?"

The people present looked at each other, Christina looked at Brad suspiciously, Brad looked at her silently, turned her face back to Rogge, and Christina also turned to him and asked, "So, who killed my brother?"

"Don't worry, we'll get to that shortly. Rogge took a puff on his cigar, looked up at the night sky, and said, "This murderer is cunning, he wants to frame Mr. Brad, he knows that he and Clark have quarreled, so he uses this to blame others." ”

He looked down at Christina and raised his eyebrows and said, "Think about it, who could he be? Who is the most medicinal person here?"

Christina was stunned for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed in unison with Brad, "Alfred?"

"You might as well ask for yourself. Rogge pointed to Alfred lying on the ground, Christina stepped forward and shook Alfred hard, but the latter hummed and refused to get up, only to see Brad step forward and kick him hard, the sharp pain in his body made Alfred become more awake and struggle to get up.

"What's wrong?" he asked, rubbing his aching head.

"You bastard!" Brad grabbed him by the collar and shouted, "Did you kill Clark, did you?"

Alfred couldn't help but be stunned when he heard his words, he stayed for a moment and suddenly exclaimed, "What are you talking about?

"He didn't talk nonsense, not only did you kill Clark, but even Louie died at your hands. Rogge, who was standing on the side, interjected with a sneer.

Rogge's words startled the people present again, and Alfred looked up at him in shock and anger and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about, I killed Louie? How is this possible, I was by your side when Louie died, can I do my doppelganger?"

"Yes, Mr. Rogge, Alfred was with us when Louis was stoned, it can't be!" said Christina, just as incredulous.

Rogge smiled mysteriously when he heard this, turned back to Catherine and said, "Catherine, tell Louie's autopsy information again." ”

When Catherine heard his words, she hurriedly recalled the autopsy in her mind, and then said: "Multiple abrasions and heavy crush injuries on the body, a broken skull, and multiple fractures in the spine, it should be these." ”

"Good. Rogge nodded approvingly, and said to Catherine with a smile: "When I asked you before, you speculated that Louis accidentally stumbled and rolled down while pushing the boulder, is that true?"

Catherine nodded slightly, and Roger smiled and spread his hands to her and asked, "Then do you think the stone rolled down first or Louie rolled down first?"

Catherine was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Of course it's a stone, we all saw it!"

"Then here's the problem," Rogge shrugged and smiled, "The stone rolled down before Louie, how did it crush Louie's spine piece by piece?"

Catherine looked at the smile on his face dumbfounded, and couldn't help but suddenly realize: "You're right, only when Louis is in front of the stone, the stone can run over his body and cause such an injury, but he can't push the stone down the hill in front of the stone......"

"So, Louie didn't accidentally fall when he pushed the stone, I checked the soles of his shoes and the ground on the cliff, and there must be friction between the soles of his shoes and the ground when people stumble and fall, but there are no traces of friction between the soles of Louie's shoes and the ground on the cliffs. ”

"So Louie did not fall while pushing the stone, but was pushed down by the stone, and I found on his body and on the ground on the cliff the scent of herbs that caused a coma, indicating that he had lost consciousness before he died. ”

After that, he was placed in front of the stone, and when the stone rolled down, it naturally crushed him and led him down the mountain, creating the illusion of a stumbling and falling to his death. ”

He turned his head to Alfred, the pharmacist looked at him with a pale face, shook his head in a panic, and said, "Even so, you can't say that I did it, I was by your and Carl's side at the time, and I couldn't push the stone down at all!"

"You're right, you were with Carl and me. Rog walked up to him, motioned for Brad to get out of the way, and crouched down in front of him, smiling at his worried face and saying, "But that doesn't serve as your alibi, because even if you're under a cliff, you can still push the stone down." ”

"That's nonsense!" Alfred sneered contemptuously, "Could it be that I have the magic to push rocks from a distance, and if I had that kind of magic, I wouldn't have fallen into this kind of place, and you slandered me as a murderer!"

"You don't need magic at all," Rogge looked at him with a grin, a creepy look in his smile, "You have something in your hand that can make a stone roll off in the distance, and only you have it." ”