Han Beiya's hair hadn't dried yet, so she said, "You bear with me, I'll go to the kitchen to find something to eat and come back." ”

As soon as she heard that there was something to eat, Han Beiya hugged the person excitedly: "I love you to death~"

Because of what happened in the mansion, the murderer has not been caught, and most people are afraid to go out.

The corridor was silent, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor was particularly clear.

The kitchen is in the basement, and you have to go through Shen Chengfeng's studio to get there.

Shen Chengfeng's door to the sculpture was open to the outside, and it was pitch black inside.

Tan Wan stopped and stood at the door and looked inside for a while, only to see the lifelike humanoid sculptures in the room, standing in different postures in the room, a pair of eyes looking at himself in the dark.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a standing clock striking the time on time behind him, and the sound of 'dUang' startled people a lot.

In the past two days, some people have been pretending to be ghosts, and they have been suspicious and suspicious.

Tan Wan exhaled lightly, smiled self-deprecatingly, and raised his steps to continue walking towards the kitchen.

The kitchen door was also open, and it was empty.

I saw the fire on the stove not far away, and porridge was boiling on it.

The fire was not boiled much, but the porridge was left unattended, and the porridge kept boiling and burrowed out of the edge of the lid.

Where did the porridge cooks go......

Tan Wan thought about turning off the fire and walked towards the stove, and just as she approached the stove, she saw a person lying on the ground behind the kitchen table, with his legs exposed and the owner of his legs silent.

She hurriedly stepped forward to check, and it wasn't until she completely walked to the kitchenware table that she knew that it was Gu Gulayan's assistant Luo Xin lying on the ground in front of her.

Luo Xin was hit in the back of the head with a rolling pin, and the glasses flew out due to the force of the blow and fell on the ground not far away, while Luo Xin fell on the kitchen tiles covered in blood and lost his breath.

Han Beiya waited in the room and didn't wait for Tan Wan to come back, and she didn't see a figure until she dried her hair, so she planned to push the door and go out to look for it.

As soon as he pushed the door, he saw Xie Mowen with a solemn face, and hurriedly walked in front of him.

"Hey, what happened to Writer Xie?" Han Beiya looked confused, and her gaze followed him.

Xie Mowen looked at Han Beiya's eyes and stopped talking, hesitated for a long time, and put away the words that came to his lips again: "That's it, you go with me, you'll know when you go." ”

followed Xie Mowen to the back kitchen, and when Han Beiya saw it, Luo Xin's blood had already spilled several floor tiles.

"Oh my God!" Han Beiya exclaimed slightly, standing at the door and subconsciously retreating.

The door of the back kitchen was full of people, and Shen Zhiren was among them.

He asked the policeman if he needed to call an ambulance, and Li Dongliao waved his hand and said that there was no need for that.

Luo Xin is dead, dead thoroughly, and the murder weapon is obviously a rolling pin with blood dropped on the side.

The rolling pin is one of the more common cooking tools in the kitchen, and it is impossible to tell whether the killer chose the tool on the spur of the moment or whether he was prepared to confuse the public.

But in any case, one thing is absolutely certain, the murderer is in the middle of a group of them.

A few people who were still a little sleepy were no longer sleepy after Luo Xin's death, and Han Beiya, who could still feel hungry, had no appetite to eat at the moment, and everyone was worried and sat around the living room.

The headlights in the living room are on, illuminating every corner of the room.

Everyone gathered together and looked at each other, and no one dared to be alone anymore, and no one dared to fall asleep.

At this time, Shen Chengfeng came down from the upstairs in his pajamas.

He had just fallen asleep in bed, and he didn't know what was going on when he heard the noise downstairs, and when he came down, he saw everyone sitting around the living room and was a little confused.

"Why are you all in the living room?" Shen Chengfeng stood on the stairs and noticed everyone's strange eyes, "You guys...... Why do you look at me ...... like that? ”

"Assistant Luo is dead." Talk about the night.

"Assistant Luo is dead?" Shen Chengfeng thought that he had misheard, so he walked a few steps and asked, "Assistant Luo beside the ancient spirit medium?" ”

At this moment, Shen Chengfeng was completely out of the situation, and his appearance of being out of place with others also looked very suspicious.

Before he went downstairs, everyone was interrogated again, and this time it was Shen Chengfeng's turn.

Li Dongliao asked, "What were you doing in the room just now, and why did you come so late?" ”

Shen Chengfeng explained that he was too tired, he fell asleep not long after returning to the room, and no one came to call him, and he only knew what happened after he woke up when he heard movement in the living room.

Luo Xin's death was very sudden, without any abnormal movement and no prelude.

The corpse suddenly appeared in front of everyone without realizing it.

During this time, no one heard the noise, and no one saw the suspected murderer enter the back kitchen.

So the question is, how did the murderer predict that Luo Xin would appear in the back kitchen, and how did he do it?

"The killer used a rolling pin, and judging by the range of blood gushing in the kitchen, the murderer must have been splattered with blood." Tan Wan proposed, "Officer Li only needs to check the sewers in the bathrooms in each room, and maybe he can find the murderer." ”

Li Dongliao nodded: "That's right, we will inspect your room, please wait in the living room for a while." ”

During Li Dongliao's inspection, Tan Wan continued to think about it.

If you really want to talk about it, there is one more crucial point, and it is also the most easy to ignore.

That was the time of Luo Xin's death.

When Tan Wan found the body, the blood from the deceased's head was still spreading evenly around, although the speed was very slow, but at least it was clear that the deceased had not been attacked for a long time.

But I didn't see anyone all the way over, is it ...... She turned her head to the room where the sculpture was kept, could it be that the murderer had hidden behind the sculpture before she could find it?

While everyone had gone to the living room, Tan Wan came to the studio where Shen Chengfeng put the statue alone.

Her hand ran for a moment on the wall inside the door, and as the light switch was pressed, the room lit up instantly.

The room is decorated with sculptures of varying heights, some of which have a dry surface, and it is clear that they were completed a long time ago.

Some of them are still a little damp, so they must have been made recently.

In the doorway was a bucket of clay for sculpture and some leftover water, and a knife for carving was inserted in the bucket.

The distance between the sculptures is so close that even the aisles are full, and people must walk sideways and slow down when they pass by, otherwise they will accidentally knock over the sculptures.

If the murderer hides in with blood without turning on the light, he will definitely touch the sculpture, and the blood on his body will more or less touch the snow-white sculpture.

It's completely impossible not to make some noise.