Zhang Yuanqing's expression became solemn. With the wisdom of Tianxiaguihuo, it was impossible not to understand his own hint.
It shows that he really has no skills!
Doesn’t every character have skills? Only special characters have skills?
The first two people with skills are Master Dong and Daniel, and both of them are suspects. The last suspect is a werewolf, and there are no clues in the room of The World Returns to Fire that point to David being a werewolf.
In other words, only three suspects have character skills, and Tianxiaguihuo (David) is not a werewolf, so he has no character skills.
If you reason like this, the logic is self-consistent, but it conflicts with Fuqi's result.
Just imagine, if only three suspects have character skills, which verifies the specialness of the three suspects in disguise, then the murderer must be one of the three.
But the revelation given by Fuqi is the letter "d", and those with "d" in their names are Daniel, David and Master Dong.
If David is a werewolf: The logic of the three suspects is correct, and Fuqi’s revelation is also correct.
"It's also possible that Fuqi's revelation points to Daniel and Master Dong and has nothing to do with the werewolf Lunn?" Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.
There are actually a lot of clues, but none of them can be connected into a self-consistent logical closed loop. Instead, it feels like a mess.
Zhai Cai obviously realized something was wrong, scratched her hair, came closer, and whispered:
"He seems to be a blank card, not the murderer. Are you sure David must be among the suspects?"
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly got stuck, "It would be great if Guan Ya hadn't died."
This sentence is a disguised answer to Zhai Cai. No matter how smart a person is, no matter how strong his logical ability is, he will never be as good as a scout specializing in insight.
Zhai Cai scratched her hair with a headache again, "David is not a suspect, nor is he a werewolf, so Lun En is a werewolf and becomes one of the three suspects."
"No, the werewolf is not the murderer. The murderer is between Master Dong and Daniel." Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly.
As a result, the werewolf has actually been removed from the list of suspects.
Tianxia Guihuo and Zhao Chenghuang looked at each other. From just now, they couldn't keep up with their thoughts. They always felt that Shan Chuanqiu and Yuan Shi had control of clues that they didn't know.
But this is impossible, all clues are shared.
Zhai Cai nodded, suddenly exhaled a breath and said:
"Remember the prompt you got when you entered the scroll? If the public recommendation fails, the people who died in the case will die completely.
"If you are sure that the murderer is between Daniel and Master Dong, then you can recommend the murderer now. I don't think it is necessary to wait until tomorrow, because it may be Lun En who died tonight. If you recommend it earlier, one less person will die.
"Suppose we fail and lose three teammates, but four of us can leave."
Zhao Chenghuang and Tianxia Guihuo looked at Zhang Yuanqing.
"Let me think about it, let me think about it." Zhang Yuanqing was in a dilemma.
What Shan Chuan Knight said makes sense. According to Fuqi's results, the murderer is between "Daniel" and "Master Dong", so it is the most correct decision to blame the murderer now.
Anyway, the suspicion of werewolf Lunn can be ruled out, so it doesn't mean much whether or not we look at the clues in his room.
Moreover, Zhai Cai was prepared for the worst. If the push failed, the team would lose three people and four would survive. But by next year, the worst case scenario would be that the team would lose four and three would survive.
But Zhang Yuanqing vaguely felt that something was wrong. As a person who has passed many decrypted S-level dungeons since he became a person, sometimes experience and intuition are more important than logic.
Just like a basketball player can use the feel to judge whether the shot can score.
If the feel is not right, then the moment the ball leaves your hand, you will know that the throw has failed.
This is how Zhang Yuanqing feels now.
Do only the characters of the three suspects have skills? Is Sun Miaomiao's death due to the blood of the Lance family? The motive for the murder of Daniel the Exorcist has not been found. David has no obvious motive for the murder, so what about the "
What is the role of "poison", "love letter" and "parchment" in the case?
There are still many doubts that have not been solved, and it is a mess.
This time the touch felt wrong. Zhang Yuanqing said:
"I want to see the clues in Lunn's room. I bet it's not Zhao Chenghuang who dies tomorrow. If it's him who dies tomorrow, then I'll blame him directly."
Zhai Cai sighed:
"Actually, I prefer to push for evil now. Even if I fail, I can still be alive. If I wait until tomorrow, what if I am the one who dies tonight? Then if you fail to push for evil, I will return to the spiritual realm."
He looked at Zhao Chenghuang and Tianxia Guihuo: "It's also a risk for both of you."
Zhao Chenghuang and Tianxia Guihuo showed no expression on their faces.
"Okay!" Zhai Cai shrugged: "I respect your opinions. The minority must obey the majority."
The public recommendation must call out the murderer's name at the same time, and he alone does not count.
Little Heizi, finally exposed his chicken feet! Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.
He actually understands Zhai Cai's worries. Daniel has skills. If a single pass knight dies tonight, then the skills will be wasted.
In addition, Zhai Cai has not activated his skills yet. Zhang Yuanqing guessed that Daniel's skills must meet certain conditions, which is different from the Fuji that can be activated at any time.
The four of them did not continue to discuss the case, either leaning against the wall or sitting on the edge of the bed, silently sorting out clues, reviewing the entire case, and then quietly waiting for night to fall.
Time passed quietly in silence, and finally, the sharp and shrill meow sounded again.
Darkness is coming!
Night quickly enveloped the castle, dispersing the light and swallowing the four people.
Zhang Yuanqing waited for a few seconds in the darkness and found that he was not dead yet, so he knew that it was not him who died tonight.
After a while, the darkness receded like a tide.
Zhang Yuanqing, Zhai Cai and Zhao Chenghuang immediately looked around at each other, and then looked at the ground together.
Tianxiaguihuo lay straight on the ground, as peacefully as if he was asleep.
"Huh!" The three of them exhaled at the same time. Fortunately, it wasn't me who died!
Zhang Yuanqing immediately urged: "Let's go find Lunn's room."
Their footsteps became much more brisk as they left, leaving the Fire Master's Shame lying alone on the cold ground.
Lunn was the gardener of the Lance family and had a low status. The three of them found his room on the first floor.
After Zhao Chenghuang paid the points, the door opened smoothly.
In the sound of "squeaking", the layout of the room slowly came into view for the three of them. The furniture here was simpler than upstairs, with a bed and a table, and that was it.
At the same time, an unspeakable stench entered the nasal cavity.
Rotting rats, or pork covered with maggots, or the white turbidity of men fermented in a hot and airtight space for several days. That’s pretty much what it smells like.
The three of them frowned.
Zhai Cai looked sideways at Zhao Chenghuang and said angrily: "Did you store the corpses in your room to eat during the winter?"
Zhao Chenghuang had a cold face, ignored his teasing, and took the initiative to enter the room.
As a saint and master who broke through the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, of course he would not be deterred by the mere stench.
Entering the room, they quickly found the source of the stench, which was a pool of black, hard, rotting flesh located at the head of the bed. It looked like a drunkard's vomit.
"Vomit!" Zhai Cai said: "My little secretary drank too much and that's how she vomited. She often blocked the drink for me."
"You are the master, and you still need someone else to stop you from drinking? Shameful!" Zhang Yuanqing complained to him, summoned the mountain god's scepter, and fiddled with the puddle of vomit a few times, "The amount is too big, for four or five adults.
You have to vomit to be able to vomit so much."
The black and hard surface was peeled off, revealing the filth inside, a bit of minced meat, a few pieces of intestines, and fragments of organs that were so rotten that they were almost indistinguishable.
"It was indeed Lun En who devoured the owner of the castle, and Lun En was the werewolf!" Zhao Chenghuang concluded as he closed the coffin.
Zhai Cai waved the air from her nose, opened the window, let fresh air flow into the room, and said at the same time: "There are wolf hairs on the bed!"
On the bed covered with thin sheepskin, there were several tufts of hard, gray and black long hair.
There is no need to doubt Lunn's identity as a werewolf.
After searching as usual, I found a silver cross in the wooden box pulled out from under the bed, with a line of words engraved on it:
"There can only be one between us!"
"Cross?" Zhang Yuanqing picked up the cross and looked at it. His tentacles were a little warm.
Zhai Cai said "Hey": "Silver crosses in this era can only be the possessions of the Holy See. How come a werewolf has such a thing? Let me see."
He took the cross from Zhang Yuanqing's hand and said, "This is a cross that has been blessed."
"What's the use, keeping safe?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"Silver crosses can only be used to deal with vampires. Vampires have strong vitality and are said to have the ability to resurrect and are difficult to kill. However, crosses blessed by the Holy See are fatal to vampires. I remembered that my teacher used to teach about the Middle Ages
It has been said in history that werewolves and vampires are mortal enemies because they are both powerful creatures in the night," Zhai Cai said.
As mortal enemies, it is not surprising that werewolves carry around a silver cross to deal with vampires.
Clues in werewolf Lunn's room: vomit, cross, wolf hair.
The three of them stared at the puddle of vomit, lost in thought.
"It doesn't seem to have any effect on the murder. We have already deduced the fact that Luen is a werewolf." Zhai Cai said while touching his chin.
"At least it is confirmed that the werewolf is the devourer, but I feel something is wrong." Zhao Chenghuang thought for a few seconds and said: "Why did the internal organs vomit here? In order to tell us that Lunn is a werewolf, he ate Ya Lansi's internal organs?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out. After all, Bigfoot also likes to eat humans, and the vomit is used to distinguish who is the devourer." Zhai Cai said.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly said:
"But what's the point? There were no signs of fighting or struggle at the death scene of the owner of the castle. She was either dead or comatose at the time. If she was in a coma, the cause of death was being eaten. But in this case, Daniel and Dong
There is no need for the mage to make another last strike. Therefore, the owner of the castle did not die from eating it.
"In this case, it doesn't matter whether the person eating her is a Bigfoot or a werewolf."
Zhai Cai felt it was reasonable: "So this puddle of vomit seems redundant, but the cost of opening the room is so high, we shouldn't just give some useless clues."
"What's the use of that vomit?" Zhao Chenghuang asked.
"Instead of saying what is the use of vomit, let's talk about why the werewolf vomits. Is it because the meat of Ya Lansi is not appetizing? Is it bad for your stomach?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned.
Huh? A bad stomach!?
The three of them were stunned at the same time, their eyes facing each other as if they had a telepathic connection.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I'll review it." Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath:
"Judging from the results of the on-site investigation, Ya Lance's fatal injuries were his heart and gnawed organs. The suspects were Master Dong, Daniel and the werewolf. The murder weapons were ice pens, big swords and sharp teeth.
"But there were no signs of struggle or fighting at the scene, and the amount of bleeding from the penetrating chest injury was very small. These marks indicate that Ya Lansi was most likely dead before his chest was penetrated and eaten.
"But we clearly found only two fatal injuries and three modus operandi on Ya Lance. If these are not the case, then how did Ya Lance die? Is it possible that there is a fourth modus operandi that we ignored?
for example."
Zhai Cai gave a high-five: "Like poisoning!"
Zhao Chenghuang's stern face showed excitement, and he continued:
"Ya Lance was poisoned, so werewolves will suffer from bad stomachs. This puddle of vomit is the evidence. The housekeeper mentioned in the letter of authorization written to Daniel that werewolves eat people with bones and flesh together, no.
Wrecks would be left behind, but Ya Lansi died of poisoning. After eating half of it, her stomach was broken and the pain was unbearable, so she hurriedly left, returned to the room, and vomited violently, so Ya Lansi's body was successfully preserved.
"If she was poisoned, there would be residue in her stomach, and her liver would also have a poisoning reaction. But her internal organs were eaten by werewolves, so we didn't discover the fourth method of committing the crime."
Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "Then who is the real murderer?"
The answer is about to come out!
Zhai Cai shouted: "David! No wonder you said David must be among the suspects."
Zhao Chenghuang frowned and said, "But why did David poison Ya Lansi?"
"That love letter." Zhang Yuanqing said confidently, "David and Sendy fell in love, but Ya Lansi would not agree to their marriage, and David was reluctant to part with the luxurious life in the castle, so he poisoned Ya Lansi.
Of course, there may be other reasons. The parchment shows that David knows the details of the Lance family and is not an ordinary tutor."
If the murderer is David, all the clues will match up, and the result of Fu Qi will also match up.
"Let's blame the murderer. The mystery is over. It's time for us to leave here." Zhang Yuanqing urged.
The three of them looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and read out the murderer's name:
"David!"
The next second, a prompt sounded in my ear:
[Ding! Wrong answer! Unfortunately, you couldn’t find the real murderer!]