Christmas

"Sin, sin... I said it was Vulcan's anger, but you just don't believe it, look! Something happened again!" The proprietress stepped into the room and bowed around, her face smeared. With some careful piety.

The faces of the friends of the deceased were also pale and frightening, and they all looked thoughtful. Even the irascible man's attitude was a little shaken, and he forcibly suppressed the irritability on his face.

"Who were you to find her first?"

Shi Xie frowned and always felt that something was wrong. He definitely didn't believe the Vulcan or something. Since he was a god, how could he act so arbitrarily.

But the intermittent choking and crying and the voices complaining to each other made Shi Xie even more irritated. He couldn't concentrate for a while, so he had to ask first.

"Yes... it's me."

A girl stood up tremblingly and replied with a pale face.

Shi Xie looked up at her. This was the girlfriend in the white sportswear. With a trembling voice, she began to tell the story of when she found the deceased.

situation.

"I got up in vain because I suddenly wanted to go to the toilet at night, and when I passed by Xiaoya's room, I saw that the light was still on in her room. It was past three o'clock in the morning, so I wanted to come in and see See what she's doing.

After all, Ah Wei's death hit her hard, so I was worried that she was overly sad, so I wanted to comfort her.But when I opened the door, I saw, I saw that Xiaoya had already..."

The girl couldn't speak anymore, and she lay on the shoulder of the white sportswear and started crying again. The whining sound made the whole room fall into a depressive atmosphere again.

"Mr. Shi, look at this."

At this time, Qinghe suddenly called out to Shi Xie, and saw him pointing at a place under the table.

Shi Xie squatted down and looked in the direction Duan Qinghe pointed, only to see a copper candlestick lying quietly in the darkness.Shi Xie turned his head, and happened to see that the corner of the bench beside him seemed to be stained with something.

Shi Xie stretched out his hand to touch it, and a sticky feeling stuck to his finger. Shi Xie frowned and retracted his hand to look, only to see that the slender finger was stained with dark red blood. The blood was very thick and had already Start to solidify.

Standing up, Shi Xie looked at the table again. The teacup on the table was empty, but the teapot was on the side, and the tea in it was flowing down the table, forming a puddle of water on the ground.

Just now because of the urgency, they were too hasty to observe the scene carefully, so they didn't find these things, but now it seems that there are evidences everywhere. Fortunately, no one destroyed the scene.

"What does Mr. Shi think of these things?"

"Looking at these things, it should have been an accident, and a very coincidental accident at that."

"Yes, I think so too."

Duan Qinghe smiled and nodded in agreement with Shi Xie's point of view. He pointed to the candlestick under the table and began to talk about his conjecture. "Miss Xiaoya cried for a long time because she was too sad today.

I saw that you returned to the room around 25:[-], and that Miss Xiaoya had already entered the room at [-]:[-].

Then when the proprietress brought me tea, she also told me that Miss Xiaoya didn't touch any water today, and even the porridge that the proprietress specially sent was returned.

So I guess, Miss Xiaoya fell asleep after returning to the room, but because she cried for too long and lacked water, she suddenly felt thirsty around one o'clock, so she wanted to get out of bed to drink water.

But just said that she cried for a long time, her eyes must feel very blurred and uncomfortable, maybe she was very thirsty, she didn't put on her shoes, she just got out of bed and came to the table.

But who knows, her leg accidentally hit the bench, so she moved the bench aside.

It's just that when she moved the bench away, she didn't notice the candlestick under the bench, so she accidentally stepped on the candlestick when she was taking the teapot.

And there is a circular decoration around the candlestick. Miss Xiaoya may feel a little pain when stepping on it, that's why there is a scratch on the sole of Miss Xiaoya's foot.

But the candlestick is cylindrical after all, and Miss Xiaoya's body is about to lean back.So she would grab the teapot subconsciously, but the teapot wasn't nailed to the table after all, so she took the teapot down.The back of his head hit the corner of the bench again.

From the blood on the corner of the bench, it could be seen that Miss Xiaoya had indeed bumped into this place.According to inertia, the back of Miss Xiaoya's head was hit, and her body would bounce back, so she just lay on the side.

In the beginning, Miss Xiaoya didn't die on the spot, and she died because of excessive bleeding. "

After Duan Qinghe's words, the whole room was silent.

Wu Meng opened his mouth wide in a daze, and looked at Duan Qinghe with admiration.

"Wow, that's amazing, like you've been through

"It's just an interpretation."

"Oh yes, I forgot that Qing He is a detective by profession."

Wu Meng clapped his hands exaggeratedly, and stared at Duan Qinghe.

"But then why is the candlestick under the bench?"

What Duan Qinghe said was consistent with what Shi Xie thought, but there were still some unexplainable things.

Duan Qinghe nodded thoughtfully, he also discovered this, and was a little uncertain for a while.

"Speaking of which, this candlestick is a decoration of this house. You may not have discovered it. It is mainly used during power outages. I usually put it here, but I don't know how it got under the bench."

The proprietress opened the small curtain on one side of the room, and behind it was a small square dark compartment, in which were placed some candles and matches.

And Shi Xie and the others had indeed seen them in their room.

The secret compartment is on the other wall of the room, some distance away from the table.It is a bit far-fetched to say that it fell from above and rolled to this side.

"Ouch! How did I forget about this?"

Just when everyone was thinking, the proprietress suddenly clapped her hands, as if she thought of something again.

"Miss Boss, what do you remember?"

"A mouse, a mouse.

Last year we had a rat plague here, and there were such big rats everywhere.Those animals not only eat food, but also move around

thing.

Our inn suffered a great disaster at that time, not only was a lot of things ruined by the rats, but also some things were moved everywhere by the beast.

In addition, the guests we used to live here also had the experience of letting mice move, so we also closed for more than half a year, and only reopened this year.

Although our village has been governed, but this is the countryside after all, how can it be possible to kill the rats, and rats are also normal. "

The proprietress still had lingering fears after she finished speaking.

Even this seemed to have a suitable explanation, and it seemed that everyone else probably believed it too.

Shi Xie walked back to Xia Yao's side, but still felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Xia Yao took out a tissue from the room and lifted Shi Xie's finger to wipe the blood on him, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"When will this be the end?"

Shi Xie just kept his face sullen and said nothing.

The blood on the finger was already a little dry, Xia Yao didn't wipe it off after wiping it for a long time, there was still some blood on the finger, so he had no choice but to give up.

"It's okay, just go back and wash up."

Shi Xie squeezed Xia Yao's hand.

"Then what should Xiaoya do now?"

The girlfriend in the white sportswear asked aloud, the faces of the four of them were not very good.Originally there were six people here, but now there are only four of them left.

And now he is still trapped in this town without even a signal.Although I don't want to think about it, how can I not think about it in this situation.

The death of friends one after another, is it all accidents?And the mysterious Vulcan, does it really exist?

All the uncertainties made everyone present feel uneasy, and even the carefree Wu Meng had a serious expression.But Hu Ting and Park Zhenghao still looked cold, unable to tell what they were thinking.

"Okay, it's still dark, and the mayor won't go out at night. Let's wait until tomorrow to make plans."

The proprietress stood up and suggested, after all, it is not yet dawn, and the mayor is old after all, so it is better not to bother.

"Then let's go back first, it's best not to move Miss Xiaoya's body."

Duan Qinghe obviously agreed, and after a few words, he wanted to go back.

The four people in white sportswear were exhausted after today's events, and they didn't even have much energy.

The irritable man now completely lost the energy he had during the day, and left the room with his girlfriend in a sluggish expression.

When people left the house one after another, the proprietress turned off the lights in the room, closed the door and went downstairs.

Xia Yao and Shi Xie returned to the room, Xiao Shen was still lying on the bed and fell asleep, his posture was very bold, it can be seen that all the things just now did not affect him.

After touching the sweat on Xiao Shen's head, Xia Yao moistened a towel and carefully wiped his face.

It seemed to feel a little itchy, Xiao Shen stretched out his hand and touched his face, pouted, turned over and fell asleep again.

A little sober.

Xia Yao looked at him tenderly, Xiao Shen was still young, it was the time when he was carefree, he shouldn't be tarnished by those filthy innocence

So he and Shi Xie will definitely protect Xiao Shen and prevent him from getting hurt.

Shi Xie also stood behind him at this time, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and silently gave him strength and support.

Xia Yao leaned back against him, and slowly closed his eyes.

The night outside was as dark as ink, and the bugs in the grass had probably stopped chirping because they were tired. In the quiet night, only the occasional sound of the wind blowing through the leaves could be heard.

Sand, sand, sand—

The night is already deep.

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