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If the murder weapon is really in the wine cellar, then in order to better cover up the traces of the murder, most people will choose to throw the murder weapon in the wine. One is that it is difficult to find, and the other reason is that there is no blood or fingerprints on it. Serves multiple purposes.

But with so many wines placed, Mu Hong couldn't find them all in a short while, that's why he searched for two houses in Huo Baoqi before finding them.

When Mu Hong felt that his hands were about to be soaked in wine, he first touched a pile of bones, which triggered the plot:

This is the body of his "wife". After being killed by the owner of the castle, he hid it in the wine cellar. He pretended to be nothing and told him that his wife was lost.

This alone is enough to constitute his motive for killing.

There is really no easy way to find the murder weapon, but in the end Huang Tian paid off, and Mu Hong finally found it in a big wine vat.

"But what's strange is that this murder weapon didn't trigger any scenario." Mu Hong said after exchanging information with Huo Xie.

Huo Xiaoyan stepped back a little calmly, distanced himself from him, and his eyes gradually became scrutinizing.

[Is there any audience from Mu Hong's perspective who came to visit? Why do I feel that Mu Hong is lying? How could the murder weapon not trigger the story. 】

[This mode of whoever finds it will be triggered is a real dog, and the audience from other perspectives are scratching their heads. Well, who knows whether the other party is telling the truth or a lie? ! 】

【I'm a spectator who came to drop by. What Mu Hong said is the truth, the knife really didn't trigger anything. 】

[Is this knife not actually a murder weapon?Or is this knife not the one that killed the owner of the castle? 】

[Speaking of which, Huo Huo has already begun to suspect Mu Hong, but we have no way to prove that Mu Hong is innocent, I'm fucking this program group is so dirty! 】

"You don't believe me?" Mu Hong's heart skipped a beat when he saw Huo Xiaoba's gaze, and then an inexplicable discomfort spread throughout his heart, and he even frowned unconsciously, "I'm talking about everything I know. gone."

Huo Xiaoba looked up at him, sighed and said: "Even if I believe what you said is true, what does it mean? It means that this knife is not a murder weapon, maybe you haven't found the other knife, or... "Huo Xiaoba paused, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "This is not the cause of his death at all, and you didn't let me search for the wound on his body, so you went around and came back to you."

Mu Hong: "..." This means that no matter what you do, it's his fault.

[23333 Hongdae's stupid expression, I can recycle it a hundred times! 】

[One step forward is your fault, one step backward is still your fault, it's all your fault anyway!Why do I feel that Huo Xiaomao's words are a bit coquettish... I'm going to join a cult. 】

[What are you talking about upstairs!You wake up!I don't think this will work!This is not allowed! 】

[If they are really like what they said above, the picture will be so hot, okay! 】

At this time, Yi Yi and Xiao Ke also came down from the upstairs, "Only 211 is the locked room on the second floor, and the other rooms are empty, even the furniture is not placed."

This was snatched away by Xiao Ke, and Yi Yi was upset, so Xiao Ke stared at Huo Xiaoqian and said, "Your room is more interesting. I haven't found your murder motive at all, but I know something very scary." matter."

"The painting hanging outside your room is simply terrifying. You can see everything outside from the eyes of the woman in the picture. It turns out that the blackness of the woman's eyes is not the color of her eyeballs, but the darkness in your room! "Yiyi trembled after she finished speaking. Yiyi, who was serious about searching for evidence, was not in the mood to continue to be infatuated with Mu Hong, and even ignored that Huo Xiaoma's face was the one she hated the most. Such a serious Yiyi was the real one. Yiyi who can please the audience of Lujiang.

"The information I got is that you disappeared from the outside world for a year, and today is the first day you have reconnected with the outside world. That is to say, you were imprisoned here for a year, and the hole in the image should be dug out by you Right. So you know the structure of this castle like the back of your hand, and you also know everything about the life of the owner of the castle, and you are the most likely murderer!"

[Yes, sister, you convinced me, now Huo Huo is no different from a murderer in my eyes. 】

[There are not many girls with such logical thinking...]

【What are you talking about upstairs?I'm afraid I don't want to be beaten! 】

[This can only show that Huo Huo's motive for killing is the strongest, and she was convicted as a murderer so quickly, isn't this woman trying to cover up something? 】

"Search room 211 first, let's talk about it first, let's find the keys separately." Huo Xiaoqian ignored Yi Yi's accusation, the most important thing is that he hasn't found any evidence that can trigger whether he is the murderer, even if he wants to answer Yi Yi, What can he answer.

Yiyi snorted coldly, she let him go temporarily, followed his suggestion to look for keys elsewhere, Mu Hong and Xiao Ke also re-entered the empty house to search for keys.

Huo Xiaoma did not follow them, but returned to the wine cellar. The npc brother on the ground was very dedicated, and he still lay on the cold ground and did not leave.

Huo Xiaomao searched over and over on him, and even tore off his clothes.

【Little brother is in good shape (﹃)...】

[Seeing Huo Huo's actions against the npc little brother with my own eyes, I feel a little complicated. 】

[Sure enough, appearance is justice? Why is Huo Huo Mingming searching for evidence, but I feel so...wretched. 】

[Why didn't the local tyrant watch Huo Huo's live broadcast? Isn't he Huo Huo's true fan?Your Huo Huo is going to climb the wall! 】

[Maybe the local tyrant happened to have something to do, and then Huo Huo took the opportunity...Dare to ask, why the local tyrant has a touch of green on his head! 】

Mu Hong, who was groping around in the kitchen, had an itchy nose. The utensils in the kitchen did not belong to the category that people would use in the future, so Mu Hong was a little cautious when searching for evidence, for fear that there might be some electric sparks from these unknown instruments.

On the wooden shelf where the kitchen knives were placed, Mu Hong pulled out all the kitchen knives, and placed a key in the middle of the groove.

At the same time, Huo Xiaoqian found the part painted purple on the npc's abdomen, and a familiar light screen popped up as soon as his hand touched it.

Mr. Huo, congratulations on discovering the cause of death of the owner of the castle. He died of poisoning. Have you found the poisoner now?

"No, okay, this reminder is too hasty." Huo Xiaomao casually covered the NPC's clothes, but he didn't expect his ankle to be grabbed suddenly. Huo Xiaomao turned around in a daze, and saw the NPC grabbing his ankle With tears streaming down my face, "You guys are finally done searching, I'm finally relieved, the floor is too fucking cold, thank you!"

Huo Xiaomao: "..."

[Hahahahaha a historic scene!Cheat it! 】

[Little npc brother: It froze me to death!I want to stop acting! 】

[This little brother is on fire!To be reasonable, it really shocked me just now, and it is also very skinny that the suspense suddenly turns into a horror movie. 】

[So who is the murderer!Little brother, tell me who killed you! ! ! 】

[Calm down upstairs!It's interesting for the murderer to deduce it by himself, although I don't have a clue now. ==]

The author has something to say:

Something happened yesterday that delayed the update, so the number of updated words is less, and the next chapter will probably be over...? ==Otherwise, I have written this variety show for too long, I really can't find it for myself, why do I have to let them go to the pinnacle of life?I don't know when I will have to take the third subject again, and I will have to take the teacher's test when I go back to school, and the students will also fail to go back and have to make up the exam. Suddenly, there is no hope in QAQ life.