"Are you really the Sheriff?" Linn was a little surprised. He thought the man in the trench coat was deliberately using the name of Sheriff to facilitate his actions.
"I've only been here a few days, and I'm still in the internship period." The man in the windbreaker looked coldly at the people who were coming to the restaurant on the second floor at the corner of the stairs on the third floor, "Why did you let me see Brother Bazelle's fingernails?"
Lynn explained: "If they had resisted the murderer before they died, they might have scratched each other. If you found skin tissue from between their fingernails, then everything would be easy. We only need to check who
Fresh scratches on the body can identify the murderer."
"Unfortunately not." The man in the trench coat put down his ID, but still held the revolver high in a threatening manner, "What do you call it?"
"Lynn. This is my brother, Matt."
"Arthur." Arthur, the man in the trench coat, said, "What do you think we should do next?"
Lin En glanced at the people on the third floor who wanted to come down: "Has anyone been up since we went downstairs?"
A croupier crowded at the front of the stairs turned pale with fright: "No, no."
"The murderer is on the second floor. Let my brother guard the stairs. Let's gather all the people on the second floor first and then try to investigate." Lin En suggested.
"Okay." Arthur pointed his gun at the people in the restaurant, "Everyone on the second floor! All gather in the restaurant! Anyone who is not gathered in the restaurant but is discovered by me, I will kill on the spot! I only give you ten seconds.
Time! Ten! Nine!”
"Matt, watch the stairs, don't let anyone go up or down." Lynn warned Matt.
Matt felt that Linn suddenly became very strange: "Brother..."
"Do as I say." Time was so tight that Linn didn't even bother to comfort him this time. He pushed the wheels of his wheelchair alone to help Arthur gather the crowd.
Of course, he didn't get too close to those people.
Although it was said when the mission was issued that the murderer would not be found until midnight before he would become the next target. But if it really hit the muzzle of the gun, no one could say whether the murderer would take action in advance.
Under Arthur's intimidation, twenty or thirty people gathered in the restaurant on the second floor very quickly.
"Can it be moved?" After everyone gathered, Arthur asked Linn.
"It's not a big problem." Lin En said.
"Then you go to other rooms to check and make sure everyone on the second floor is here." Arthur directed.
Lin En decisively refused: "I'm afraid not."
With his physical condition, he basically had no ability to resist. If the murderer was really hiding somewhere and he found him, he might not be killed immediately.
"how?"
"For me, it's too dangerous." Linn said bluntly.
"...can you use a gun?" Arthur asked after being silent for a few seconds.
"Just pull the trigger, right?" Linn looked at the revolver in Arthur's hand. This thing is considered the best firearm to operate.
"Yes, you take it and keep an eye on them. I'll go and see if there is anyone I missed." Arthur handed the gun to Linn, took out a short knife from his waist, and searched for other rooms on the second floor.
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The pistol was heavy, Lin En held it tightly, and first used his ability to check the people gathered together.
Among the twenty or thirty people in front of me, the depravity values vary greatly, with the lowest being [-15] and the highest being [130].
Still following the logic that the higher the depravity value, the more likely he is to kill people, Linn prioritized the elimination of most of them and focused on the only two men with a depravity value of over 100.
The man with a [corruption value of 120] has messy hair, an unkempt beard, and his eyes are blurred, as if he is drunk.
The man with [corruption value 130] looked very sober and calm, waiting patiently for them to deal with the situation.
"What happened? Can you tell us?"
"Yeah, why are you pointing a gun at us all of a sudden? We just came here to have a meal!"
"The Sheriff has the right to explain the situation to us, right?"
Most of the guests who didn't know the truth became anxious because of uneasiness.
Linn ignored these questions and steadily raised his gun while examining the two most suspicious people.
"I, I was wrong, I didn't hear it! I didn't mean to hide, please let me go..."
At this time, Arthur came back, holding on to a skinny man whose legs were so frightened that he kept explaining and begging for mercy.
"I found someone hiding, very suspicious." Arthur dragged the person to the middle of the restaurant and immediately took the pistol back from Linn's hand.
"No, he probably didn't understand the situation at all and thought he was in danger so he didn't come out." Lin En glanced at the thin man.
The opponent's corruption value is only [30], which is not much different from him. Coupled with his thin body, it is basically impossible to commit murder.
"Why?" Arthur was puzzled. He thought he had caught the murderer.
"I can't explain it, but I am undoubtedly on the same side as you. There is no need to lie to you on this matter." Linn was already sure that Arthur could not see the corruption value, and the corruption value was exclusive to him.
special abilities.
It's better not to reveal this crucial trump card before we figure out Arthur's details and understand the world.
"Then who do you think is the most suspicious?"
"Let me ask you a question first." Linn answered in no hurry. "Before the accident, you stayed with Brother Bazell in the single room for three or four minutes. What did you do at that time?"
"I revealed my identity as the Sheriff and asked him if he had any enemies. He gave me a few answers." After receiving the mission, Arthur took a completely different approach from Lynn.
Lin En had something in mind and pointed at the two people with the highest corruption value in the crowd: "You and you, come out."
The man who looked very sober stood up first, but the drunk one seemed not to hear Lin En's voice. It wasn't until Lin En called out twice more that he stood up a few steps forward.
"What's your name?" Lynn asked.
Neither of them answered.
"Ask what your names are!" Arthur pointed the gun at the two of them and repeated Linn's words loudly.
"Alfred Bank."
"Calvin Dean."
Under the threat of gunpoint, the two of them obediently reported their names.
"Did Brother Bazel mention it to you?" Linn felt that things would not be that simple, but he still had some expectations.
"No." Arthur shook his head.
"We can't confirm whether they reported real names or fake names. What countermeasures do you have?" Linn suspected that one of the two people had lied about their names.
"Unless we take them all to the Public Security Bureau for verification, it would take too much time." Arthur didn't think this was a feasible method. "Are you sure that the murderer is among these two people?"
Lin En looked at the crowd again. Apart from these two people, the only one with the highest corruption value was [70].
This value does not mean that it is absolutely impossible to kill people, but the possibility is still pitifully low.
"I'm not 100% sure, but I'm fairly certain." It was a matter of life and death, but Lin En still didn't draw a direct conclusion.
"That's going to be troublesome." Arthur took a deep breath and whispered, "It's better to kill them all."
"No." Lin En did not dare to distort the requirements of the mission at will. "The mission is for us to find the murderer. We have not mentioned whether we can kill the other party. If this is prohibited by the mission, it will no longer be your fault.
I can control it."
"Are you the Sheriff? Can you tell us what happened first? No one is allowed to have fun or go home on Christmas Eve. What does it mean?"
"We don't know anything. It's unreasonable to stand here for a long time inexplicably and have you point a gun at us, isn't it?"
"Let us out! Let us out!"
The guests whose movements were restricted started to make a fuss again.
Without saying a word, Arthur fired another shot into a deserted place, causing everyone to immediately silence: "Whoever hinders the investigation again, the next bullet will be embedded in whose forehead!"
As soon as these words came out, the problem was immediately solved.
"It's nine o'clock, there are still three hours." Arthur took a chair from the side and sat next to Lin En, like a god of murder, controlling dozens of drunkards with their own thoughts, "Three hours later.
If you can't find anyone, you have to do as I say, that's better than being killed by the other party."
Get killed by the opponent.
This sentence made Linn's eyes light up, and he vaguely realized something.
There is a key piece of information that has been ignored by both of them since the task was issued!