If this mission can be successful, it will be able to move to a bigger room.

Thinking of this, Bazahei subconsciously and cautiously tightened the packaging bag of instant noodles, for fear of disturbing Ding Bao's rest and preventing her from continuing to think and continue to do tasks.

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Ding Bao got up early the next morning, and when he went downstairs, he heard a noise downstairs.

Standing upstairs and looking down, he saw that the front desk of the hotel was crowded with people, accompanied by another sound of neat footsteps, and then Ding Bao saw the soldiers in the city center rushing here.

No need to guess, there must be someone killed downstairs.

Ding Bao had a good night's sleep and didn't hear the slightest abnormal sound at all.

But she guessed from the conversations coming from downstairs that the killer seemed to have something to do with witches.

Witches again.

The people of Kru were afraid of disgusting witches, and they changed towns to still do so, even bigger battles, and called the soldiers directly.

Thinking of this, Ding Bao lowered his eyes and looked at his hand hidden in his sleeve, and then pulled the long sleeve up slightly to ensure that he could expose part of his fingertips.

The downstairs was very crowded, and there were many more people watching the excitement than the soldiers, Ding Bao looked up and looked inside as he walked through the crowd, just a quick glance, followed by a face full of shock.

"Oh my God, it's really horrible......"

As she spoke, Ding Bao began to walk out, and the soldier who had been staring at her finally looked away.

Walking outside, someone who didn't squeeze in asked Ding Bao.

"There's a dead person inside, isn't it scary?"

"It's horrible, it's really horrible!"

It's a terrible hammer, the deceased is lying there with vomit all over his face, and he looks like he drank too much and was choked to death by vomit, and he can pull a big fart on a witch, and it's really terrible to be uneducated.

Saying that, Ding Bao successfully squeezed out of the crowd, untied the horse tied to the side of the hotel, and walked forward without looking back.

After leaving the crime scene, Ding Bao was not idle, and after going to the market center to buy vegetables, fruits and meat, he got into a carriage and left the town without delay.

Ding Bao couldn't remember the way back, but Bazha Hei remembered it well, so even though the forest was shrouded in mist, Ding Bao still only took half a day to rush back.

Back and forth, the plan was to arrive home this evening, and now the sun above the dense forest was still hanging in the middle, and Ding Bao's car had stopped at the gate of the ancient castle.

Tethered the carriage, Ding Bao took down the bags of things on the cart, and then transported them in through the small door behind the castle, so that he could pass through the living room and go directly to the kitchen.

These are all told to her by Jin Ting, there are many back doors of the castle, but except for this one connected to the kitchen, the rest are locked all year round, and this door is also left to facilitate Ding Bao to enter and exit the kitchen freely.

After packing up everything, Ding Bao breathed a long sigh of relief and leaned on the cooking table to make himself a cup of tea.

The castle is quiet and peaceful, and when the sun is good, the house will be a little brighter, looking at the huge and spacious kitchen in front of him, Ding Bao really admires the little blind man Jinting, who can't see a single speck of dust he cleans.

As soon as the tea was brewed, Ding Bao didn't drink it when he heard a woman's laughter faintly coming from the living room.

She frowned, walked to the kitchen door with her tea and looked out.

Good guys, there's another guest in the castle.

Jin Ting came to life again, of course Ding Bao would not go up to disturb, and walked out of the castle with tea.