The incident occurred at 3 p.m.

According to the 11th who found the body, she came to the restaurant for afternoon tea, but she didn't expect to see such a thing.

"I ...... I didn't do anything, I didn't do anything! The brown-haired Eleven's voice trembled a little, "I just found ......"

"Don't be nervous." Sheldon's tone was gentle, and he was trying to calm down the other party's mood, and took advantage of this to probe, "Everyone is suspicious, don't worry." ”

"Hmm......" Eleven opened his eyes, not daring to look at the upside-down corpse again.

"Everyone's suspicious?" The grumpy No. 4 snorted coldly, and said without a good breath, "Hehe! I'm not suspicious anyway! ”

As if he hadn't heard this, Sheldon walked to the bar of the restaurant as usual, took a cup of steaming black tea himself, held it up unhurriedly with a plate, and walked back into the distance step by step, and then handed it to the tense Eleven.

"Drinking tea helps relieve tension in your heart." Sheldon's eyes narrowed slightly, "By the way, have you ever been here for tea before?" ”

Eleven took the teacup, pursed his lips, took a sip, and let out a long breath as if he were released.

"I come every morning and afternoon for tea, and the tea here is not that bad." She whispered, her breathing leveling off.

"Looks like some people are determined to stay here for a long time." Houston teased, his lips slightly curved, leaning back on the table, "But this murder looks interesting." ”

The corpse didn't look like it was hurting, and Peman didn't restrain himself, he just ripped off the deceased's coat and frowned.

Because, the coat on the person hanging upside down could not have been tied by herself, it should be hanging down, and she even used a little strength when she tore off the coat. Well, that is, the coat was deliberately tucked into the victim's pants.

Is it because it's something to hide? Or something else? Anyway, seeing this man's look of surprise before he died, he must have struggled.

Really...... The clothes worn by the man were standard Dream Watcher coats, with self-healing magic pattern engravings, and if a hole was poked, it would be quickly completed, and it would not even be noticeable.

"Ho......!" A blonde woman pointed to the man's corpse with the number ten engraved on her wrist, "Look! ”

It was a small knife, half of the handle of the knife had already sunk into the back of the man's heart, so it was almost impossible to see, and the wide dreamer's coat perfectly covered the wound.

The blood stain was very shallow, because the wound was blocked, and only small red spots could be seen on the underwear. It should be possible to preliminarily determine that the cause of death of this man was stabbed to death.

Sheldon immediately unleashed his magic to find out if the restaurant had been tampered with. His fingers tapped his temples, and a tiny stream of gold flowed in, eventually emerging from the depths of his pupils.

There is always a layer of white magical mist in the space, which should represent the [Dream Realm] set by the nightmare itself. There doesn't seem to be any color other than white, which means that the method of killing can preclude the use of magic to manipulate knives to stab people.

But...... It shouldn't be...... Such a deep wound could not be poked out with his own hands, and he could conclude that if he poked it himself, he could at most stab it to the end, but he could not do it so deeply.

Sheldon further speculated that there should be some kind of assistance......

"Oooh...... Let me interject," Barbatos' voice sonorated, "this time the killing was not the work of [the killer]. ”

"......" Everyone turned back in unison, unable to say anything.

Kill instead of a murderer...... Other words......

The false and short-lived trust between people will be completely torn away, and the balloon barrier, which is as thin as a cicada's wings, will be punctured, crumpled, and shriveled up at once.

Obviously there are still a few guest rooms left, why is this happening?

Houston casually pulled out a chair and sat down, watching with interest as Peman examined the body, but after a while, bored, flicked his wrists, stood up, and paced around the restaurant.

"What are you doing?" Aware of his anomaly, Four loudly alerts the others, "Run? In the dream world, you can't escape! If you kill someone, you have to admit it! ”

"Noise." Houston's lips lifted slightly, and he didn't care if he stepped forward to grab his number four, after all, he didn't know if he was a [murderer].

"Please don't be presumptuous." Martin was still playing his part at the moment, and he was also looking at the corpse, whispering to Sheldon next to him.

"How do you think this should have happened?"

Sheldon just bowed his head, and pinched his temples and rubbed them carefully: "I don't know, don't ask me, I'm thinking...... Everyone is suspicious now, but a few of them are bigger. Some people look innocent, like my son. ”

"Haha, hahaha......" Martin laughed dryly twice and retreated.

He looked at Peman with a pleading look, but was beaten back by a contemplative look, and suddenly he didn't know what he should do, so he simply lowered his head and leaned on his ass, and it didn't hurt to doze off.

"Hmm...... Well? As he was about to close his eyes, he seemed to see something on the ground......

Is it a line? White lines? He immediately bent down to pick it up, pulled it hard with both hands, and found that it could not be torn off. This line leads to a table leg, close to the door where the kitchen and dining room meet.

He immediately discovered that the tables in the dining room could be moved, but only in certain areas, and there would be a wooden structure stuck at the border, and Martin tried it and found that it was quite strong. The white thread was knotted around the legs and tied so tightly that they made a mark on the edges of the legs.

Martin looked along the surrounding table legs and noticed that the legs of the tables near the front of the kitchen were actually strangled with ropes!

Maybe Martin's presence is too low, or maybe Houston, Shelton, and Peman's presence is too high, and Martin doesn't seem to have been paid attention to during this time. If you want to say it, it's just that the timid No. 8 occasionally swept up and down twice with a fluttering, constantly wandering gaze between everyone.

He hadn't found a way to move the table directly, because he couldn't push the damn table in the slightest, and I have to say, that little card was really amazing.

Syllable! There was a soft thud. Then there was a rattling sound.

"Woo-ah——!" The sudden movement of the table startled Martin, or the entire restaurant to be exact.

"Oh...... This row of buttons allows the tables in the hall to be moved...... It's not slow, it's good, and I don't have to be so tired of moving tables and chairs afterwards. Houston's voice was lazy, like talking to himself, but it was very clear to the ears of the rest, and he found that he seemed to be in focus again, and just smiled slightly, "You go on, go on." ”

What's going on? Martin thought.

It's impossible for people to let the other party kill themselves clearly, right? So why tie each other up and hang them from the lamp? Although the speed of the knife is fast, why not dodge it in time? Or was it that he was killed after being hoisted?

Based on this man's size, it shouldn't be ...... Martin took the lines in his hand and found that they were still pulling, and secretly cursed the damn quality.

"Marquez, it seems that there are already a lot of clues." Nightmare assists Márquez in observing everything around him, and at the same time asks him to nudge his body to find more clues, "You see, it's not just the table legs, but also the doorknobs near the kitchen. ”

"Hmm...... Could it be that someone used a rope to connect the table legs with the handle of the cabinet? Márquez swayed and trotted as he talked to Merlin in his head.

To be honest, such a small body is extremely inefficient to walk.

"Whew...... Uh-huh...... "Merlin's curly blonde hair seemed to be stained with beads of sweat, and the more tired he grew, the more he hated why he didn't grow any longer.

"Look up, little one." The nightmare voice reappeared.

Merlin now has a bar in front of him, decorated with a wooden bow hanging from it. It's not a model bow of that kind of toy, but a real wooden bow that can pull the bowstring, ride the arrow, and shoot the arrow violently!

Coincidentally, from Merlin's point of view, the bow was in the same straight line as the body of the upside-down man, but the bow was not aligned in the same direction.

Merlin was surprised to find that the second half of the wooden bow was almost darker than the first half!

If you look closely, it is a shadow made up of strangulation marks.