In fact, Mill did not know Marcos at all, and he could not make predetermined judgments, either in terms of character or morality, although Marcos was not a murderer, and he had to remain the only indifference from now on.

To make Marcos think that he is the murderer of the murder, this can allow Marcos to enter the role as soon as possible.

Mir was so full that he inadvertently burped, so he wiped his mouth and squinted slightly as Marcos came up with a knife from the kitchen.

Within minutes, Marcos was silently standing across from Mir, separated by a table.

Marcos held the knife in his hand and said, "Mr. Edward, I brought what you asked me to take." ”

"Okay, Marcos." Mir propped up his sleepy eyelids and said, "Follow me to room 320 first." ”

Marcos nodded in response to Mir, and followed Mir to the door of the room, where Mir stood with his arms folded and stunned for a moment.

"Marcos, this position." Mir pointed diagonally below the lock and said, "Engrave your sword mark, make it shallow, the kind that no one can see as long as you don't look at it easily." ”

Marcos followed Mir's method, leaving an extremely shallow knife mark.

"It's not as sharp as you say." Mill touched the marks and said.

Marcos kept his head down and did not respond to Mir's words.

Mir opened the door and walked into the room, telling Marcos to remember to close the door, he didn't want anyone else to see it.

Mir lit a few oil lamps and walked around the room again, finding almost nothing other than the peculiar smell of that day.

Then Mill sat down on the couch and said, "This is the scene of the first murder." ”

"What do you want me to do?" Marcos asked, turning his head.

"Just like just now, make a crime scene and make some traces to come out." Mill replied.

Mill continued: "You can pick and choose the place, just get some traces, it's easy, Marcos. ”

Marcos hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "What if I become the real murderer?" ”

"Are you the real murderer? Max. Mill looked at him and said.

"No, that would confirm my identity as a murderer." Marcos began to fear for his safety.

"That's what I think, to be the murderer of the real murder, even if one day when I tell it, there is no evidence, no one will believe it." Mir sensed what Marcos was worried about: "Don't worry, Marcos, I can vouch for you, if not, I can ask Governor Amos Stoddard to vouch for you." ”

"I know what you're worried about, and what I can tell you is that the deceased didn't have any knife wounds at all, and the manner of death was completely incompatible." Mir could only tell the truth to win Marcos' trust for a short time, but he was hiding one more thing - the scar marks left on the corpse.

Marcos stared intently at Mir, who was staring into Mir's eyes to see if he was cheating: "Is that really the case?" ”

"Of course." Mir shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm betting all my hopes on you." ”

"I want to know, why did you choose me?" Marcos had to figure that out.

Mill stood up and said, "Do you want to hear the truth?" ”

"Truth? It seems like I haven't heard it for a long time. ”

"I can choose to listen." Marcos waited for Mir to tell the truth before considering whether to do it: "Truthfully, preferably so, Mr. Edward. ”