The police did not delay for long. Half an hour later, several police cars arrived at the gate of the manor.
At this time, the housekeeper hadn't woken up yet, and Master Guo still locked himself up on the second floor. There was no one in charge in the entire manor, so the detective directly made the decision and ushered in the police.
"Mr. Gu." The leading police officer nodded to the detective. Then he was stunned when he saw the photographer next to him, and then said hello: "I didn't expect Mr. Yao to be here too."
"You police are late again." The detective said with a smile, took out the tablet that he had withheld and handed it over.
The police officer shook his head helplessly, took the tablet he handed over, and then asked with a look.
The detective looked serious and said seriously: "Mr. Guo's criminal evidence and the truth of what happened three years ago are all in it. I guessed it right back then. In addition - there is a wine cellar over there in the utility room, and there is a wine cellar under the wine cellar. There is a secret room, you can let someone go down and have a look."
Upon hearing this, the police officer's expression became serious and he nodded towards the detective.
"By the way, did you bring any tools?" the detective asked again.
"What kind of tool?" the officer said, looking back at the police car behind him.
After receiving the alarm from the manor last night, because of Gu Miao's obstruction, the police came not only to investigate the murderer of Mr. Guo, but also to prepare to dig up the manor.
Anyway, the Guo Group's influence in the past two years is no longer enough to put pressure on them, not to mention that the principals are now dead.
Even though three years have passed, and even if the murderers are dead, the crime that should be made public will not be buried.
"There is still a murderer who has not been found yet, but I don't think there is any suspense about this matter." After handing over the manor to the police, the detective sighed with some unknown meaning.
…
After the police took control of the manor, all the servants working everywhere were gathered into the villa, including a few intruders.
In a huge manor, more than a dozen people were surrounded by several police officers. The people in uniforms exuded a strong oppression.
There was not much time left before the end of the game, and the photographer was more anxious about the last task. After the police came, he took them to the kitchen without saying anything.
It must be said that this hidden detective identity made it easy for him to gain the trust of the police.
Xu Shuo knew what the photographer was looking for, and he was probably going to take apart the sewer pipe in the wash basin to check whether there were any residual toxins.
Because the wash basin is closed, when the villa was renovated, the wash basin and the wall were integrated for the sake of beauty.
Unless it is smashed, it cannot be taken apart without professionals.
Xu Shuo looked at the countdown to the end of the game and ignored the police's actions. He still sat on the sofa drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone.
The police originally thought that there might be a murderer among these inexplicable travelers who came to stay overnight. However, when they were closely guarding the place, at a glance, everyone looked very relaxed and comfortable, and there was no rush at all!
The players are really not in a hurry. After all, they are not from this world. When the time comes, no matter how many people die here, it will have nothing to do with them.
The detective went back to the chef's room to search again. After checking it, he expressed the same emotion as Xu Shuo before: It's really clean.
This cleanliness refers not only to cleaning the room very clean, but also to cleanliness without any information.
He seemed to be an honest chef who followed the rules, and was so clean that there was no sign of crime at all. However, after thinking about the neat momentum of the young man when he moved the wine jar and smashed it against the housekeeper, the detective suddenly felt that it was too fake.
…
There was the sound of the sink being dismantled in the kitchen. Among the players sitting on the sofa, Zhan Qian occasionally glanced at the young man, only to find that he was really calm.
The more she looked at the young man before, the more she felt that his figure looked familiar.
Zhan Qian is not sure yet whether the murderer is him, but her guess is still moving in that direction. Although before the game started, she said that there is a high probability that the player will not be the murderer in the novice script.
But as I said, that is a high probability...
At that time, Zhan Qian was misled by her mission. The mission asked her to investigate the secrets of the manor. She subconsciously deduced the plot into the love-hate entanglement in the manor. At the same time, she also wanted several other people to help her investigate together, so she said The speculation that "the player is not the murderer" came out.
Although the entire plot is now focused on the weird imprisonment and torture, and has nothing to do with the entanglement of love and hate, then the most important question arises——
Why did the murderer kill Mr. Guo?
Is it for Mrs. Guo or for those dead girls?
The game is almost over, but in the entire script killing, there is still this last item that has not been completed.
…
The murderer knew all this, but did not call the police or collect evidence. He simply killed Mr. Guo.
The detective sat in front of the chef's desk, looking through the recipe improvements in his notebook boredly, trying to find any recipes in it that would cause conflict poisoning. Suddenly, he remembered something inexplicably.
He thought of the chef sitting on the couch playing with his phone.
The detective stood up, stuck his head out of the door, and shouted toward the living room: "Chef Zhang, can you lend me your cell phone?"
When Xu Shuo, who was playing Xiaoxiao Le, heard this, he got up and walked over without wasting a moment and handed the phone to him. The detective quickly took it and saw the screen of Xiaoxiao Le "clearing the level".
The mobile phone has been in the chef's hands for a long time, and even if there is any information, it has probably been deleted, but the detective still wants to come and take a look.
Xu Shuo leaned against the door frame and watched him struggle without stopping him.
Except for the trouble of using his own identity to poison the bowl, the chef is really neat and tidy in his work. Even after dialing several contacts on his phone, all the numbers are empty.
Perhaps this is because the chef never thought of leaving a way out for himself.
So he emptied his life.
…
In the kitchen, the sink has been completely removed.
The furniture used in the villa is very high-end, and the water pipes have been cleaned by machines without any leftover vegetable leaves. However, chemicals like chemicals are difficult to clean completely without professional tools.
The next step is for the police to use reagents to detect toxins.
Watching them busy, the photographer glanced at the countdown that was getting closer and closer, and then looked in the direction of the hall.
There was no chef on the sofa anymore. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look around. Then he saw the figure leaning on the doorway at the corner of the corridor on the right side of the first floor.
Then, as if he felt his gaze keenly, the young man turned his head and looked over.
The two looked at each other from afar, then quickly looked away.
The detective searched the cook's room, and with his right-hand man in his presence, the photographer felt a sense of urgency but remained calm.
This game is indeed not difficult, the only thing missing is evidence.
…
The detective who had high hopes sat back at the desk again. He opened the chef's mobile phone, briefly browsed the social software, and opened the photo album while complaining about "it's so clean."
There are many photos in the album, most of which are photos of gourmet food, roses taken previously at the manor, and two or three selfies of the chef.
The detective looked sideways and saw the young man leaning against the door, lowering his head and playing with his nails, as if he was waiting for him to finish using his phone quickly before taking it back.
He looked away, took out his mobile phone, clicked the chef's selfie and sent it.
In the kitchen at this time, the police officer who was supervising his subordinates to dismantle the kitchen suddenly took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He received an authentication text message and recognized that this was another wayward detective who wanted to enter the police system to search for something. .
The two of them had cooperated a lot, otherwise they wouldn't have been directly snatched by the detective and ran to the manor this time with a search warrant.
The police officer reluctantly replied "Don't mess around" and passed the certification for him.
…
After the authentication is passed, the system starts scanning the photos.
In addition to using brains to solve crimes, you also need to use high technology. Looking at the system images that were being quickly matched, the detective pretended to have glasses and pushed up the bridge of his nose.
…
Game countdown, ten minutes.
The police officer who inspected the water pipes raised his head and said: "Cyanide remains and has not faded away."
It hasn't faded away, it's still very new.
The photographer's eyes flashed slightly and he quickly said: "After ruling out the possibility that cyanide was applied on the bowl in advance, there were only two chefs on duty in the kitchen at that time. The maid only came in to take the dishes and chopsticks, and did not have time to remove the cyanide in front of the chefs. Rush into the sink."
Although the scope of the murderer has been narrowed again, among these two people, one person still needs to be excluded.
…
While looking at the rapidly flashing mobile phone screen, many images were flashing in the detective's mind. He recalled every scene since he entered the manor, and gradually connected the clues.
Miss Zhan came to the manor because she was entrusted by Mr. Guo to investigate the "ghost" who sent him roses every night.
Although roses may lead people into the thoughts of "Mrs. Guo's resurrection" and "revenge for Mrs. Guo", if you think about it from another angle, the other party seems to be reminding Mr. Guo in this way——
There is someone under the rose.
All the people you’ve ever buried.
Intimidation.
Those bloody letters sent to Mr. Guo were all intended to intimidate him. Starting in July, the murderer psychologically tortured the demon for a month, and he did not kill him until last night.
The other party knew all this, but did not call the police because his purpose was just to kill Mr. Guo himself.
He did not want this person to be punished by law.
So, is he doing it for Mrs. Guo, or for—
At this time, the flickering mobile phone screen gradually stabilized. Face recognition found the identity information stored in the public security bureau, and Chef Zhang's detailed information was listed.
"You are indeed related to her." The detective murmured subconsciously.
"I heard from the servants in the manor that you came here on duty just a year ago. And that year, Mr. Guo, who had stopped committing crimes for two years because of Mrs. Guo's suicide, made the same mistake again and killed a female high school student again. , Zhang Ya disappeared here during the summer vacation in August, and her body has not been found yet.”
"You are Zhang Shou, Zhang Ya's brother!"
"So you don't want to send Mr. Guo to jail, you do all this just to kill him!"
"You pretended to be Mrs. Guo's ghost and tortured him, giving him roses and threatening letters, just to make him feel the despair before death, just like those girls, because you knew that Mr. Guo would not dare to call the police, nor would he Get a detective.”
"Until last night, many travelers came. That was your best time to take action——"
Click.
The detective who was in the middle of his excited reasoning suddenly paused. The young man walking silently came behind him at some point and lightly pressed something to the back of his head.
The detective's eyes widened, and he turned his head regardless, trying to look over.
There was no powerful weapon at all. The young man raised the keychain in his hand and said with a happy smile: "I lied to you, I don't have a gun."
detective:"……"
As a result, the next moment he relaxed, Xu Shuo took out a square scarf and clasped it on his face with lightning speed!
The detective was caught off guard and did not have time to hold his breath. Suddenly, there was a smell of bitter almonds on the tip of his nose, and a dry and nauseating feeling surged in his throat. His body was instantly dizzy and weak, and his chest felt as if his breathing had been suppressed.
Cyanide!
This guy actually carries it with him!
And after he was discovered, he tried to kill someone and silence him!
The detective struggled hard to make some noise. At the same time, he reached for the cell phone on the table with his left hand, but as soon as he touched it, he was held down by the other hand.
He opened his eyes and looked. The young man who was close at hand pressed his nose with a scarf, raised a finger and smiled softly: "Shh, don't move. Just keep it like this for a while."
detective:"!!!"
The room in the corridor on the left side of the first floor is at a dead end of the stairs. Except for the doorway, the scene inside the room is not visible at all.
Xu Shuo paid attention to the countdown of the game and let go of the detective after his struggle gradually became weak.
I wonder if all detectives have the same habit, that is, after discovering the truth, they should not rush to call the police to arrest the criminal. They must first reason out their guesses in front of the prisoner.
It's really a big death.
Fortunately, his mission is just to "avoid being caught as a murderer".
I hope there will be more detectives like this in the future.
At this time, there were footsteps approaching quickly from behind. Xu Shuo turned around and saw a photographer with a heavy face running towards him.
"Gu Miao——"
The photographer was stunned when he walked in. The young man stood nearby as if he was playing with his mobile phone, while the detective was lying on the table silently.
He was stunned for a long time: "What happened to him?"
Xu Shuo looked at the detective whose posture was not very elegant, then looked at him and smiled: "Asleep."
Photographer: "..."
After the two looked at each other for a while, the photographer rushed over and grabbed him by the collar, saying in a gloomy tone: "As expected, you are the murderer of the owner of the manor, right?"
Xu Shuo bumped into the table behind him, but instead of following his words and admitting, he asked with a smile: "What is your mission?"
"Your mission is to kill Mr. Guo?" the photographer asked, staring directly at him, with storm-like emotions suppressed in his eyes.
"Your mission requires finding evidence." Xu Shuo said.
What the two people said seemed to be on completely different channels, but the same meaning was conveyed.
Xu Shuo opened the system panel. Although he didn't know whether the players could see each other's systems, he still pushed the countdown panel in front of the photographer.
He smiled and said: "What a pity. I have destroyed the evidence just now. Although it can still be recovered, but -"
When he saw the one-minute countdown, the photographer's mind immediately snapped, and his eyes gradually darkened.
Instinct made him place it on the cell phone held by the chef.
As long as the motive is finally confirmed and this guy is selected from the second choice, that's it!
Xu Shuo felt his hand under his collar gradually getting stronger, and the moment before the other person made a move, he sharpened his eyes, grabbed the photographer's hand and twisted it hard, and then forced the other person's entire body to rotate. When his arm passed, he took out the square towel in his pocket——
"Although your mission may not conflict with mine..."
At the last moment, Xu Shuo looked at him and smiled strangely.
"But I just don't want to lose."
"As long as there is no evidence, he is not the murderer, right~"
