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It seemed that Dias had nothing to do with the homicide or the death on the 5th last night. It was obvious that the other party had no obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he was bent on digging out the truth.

The real murderer will never dig his own grave, so Song An temporarily ruled out his suspicion.

After a simple breakfast, he came to Adam's girlfriend's house, hoping to get more information from this close person.

Rather than looking for clues, Emily obviously believed in her charm and chose to stay in the castle.

The sun shines in from the round arched printed window behind her, flickering in and out, and in the mottled light and shadow, she is like an angel descending, so beautiful that she doesn't belong to the world.

The light filtered by color silently falls on the cross and the statue of Jesus, stirring up a pure and noble emotion.

She knew Dias was here because she heard from the maid that Dias would come to the church to sit for a while every morning at nine o'clock.

And she had to seize this opportunity.

She didn't get up immediately, but did not stand up slowly until after the prayer in her mouth was finished, letting the skirt swirl and slide in the most beautiful arc, and then looked at Dias.

"May the Lord bless you, Lord Dias."

Dias did not respond to her, but set his eyes on the cross, not to mention melancholy, but seemed to be outside the entire vast time and space.

Emily didn't care about his indifference and silence, she just sat beside him tenderly, looking at him with a pair of pure to clean eyes.

"Master Dias, death is not the end. As long as Mr. Adam's soul is still there, he will be blessed by the Lord and enjoy happiness in Paradise. You don't have to worry too much. Life and death are just a conceptual distinction. When we, too, head to heaven, we'll understand what it really means."

Dias then put his gaze on her face: "Do you think he will go to heaven?"

Emily nodded immediately: "Of course, he is an excellent police officer, the Lord must be very partial to him."

Dias: "But suicide is sinful and will not be accepted by the Lord at all."

Emily froze, her original perfect smile froze like a dead butterfly specimen, she completely forgot about this as a non-religious person.

Dias gave her a sideways glance, stood up indifferently, and walked out of the church.

Emily looked at his back reluctantly, biting her red lips slightly, her eyes flashed solemnly.She thought for a while, then lifted the hem of her skirt and chased after him.

"Master Dias, please forgive my sins. I really don't believe in religion, I just want to use this to get close to you, sorry."

She sincerely admitted her mistake, and the girl's reddish eyes gleamed with crystal tears, like dew rolling on lotus leaves, so beautiful and crystal clear.

Dias stopped and glanced past her face before saying, "It's okay."

Emily couldn't help showing a smile, and quickly asked timidly: "Then will you still be willing to talk to me?"

Dias paused for a second, then nodded.

Only then did Emily relax, patted her plump chest lightly, smiled shyly, and continued to follow behind him.

[Emily really played a good hand of cards and played poorly. 】

[Not counting, at least she reacted quickly and saved the situation, her mentality was so good that it exploded. 】

[Emily, the eternal goddess, quickly conquer the boss and reach the pinnacle of life! 】

Adam's girlfriend is a very beautiful woman. When she knew Song An's intention, she could hardly hide the sadness on her face.

Song An sighed, and gently handed over the tissue: "If you don't want to say it, I won't force it."

"No, you can ask, I can."

What a strong girl.

"I want to ask, did the police show you Adam's glove, or give it back to you?"

"No, but he did wear black leather gloves that day, with black and white fluff trimmed around the sides. I remember it very clearly, because we bought them for couples, and he often said that he wore these gloves like a girl. Xi’s. But I cherish this little romance between us, and force him to wear it every time.”

Song An nodded thoughtfully, and asked a few other questions.But this time the girl's answer was basically exactly the same as the transcript left at the police station.

Just as he was about to leave, the girl seemed to suddenly remember something, and took out a black leather notebook from the bedroom.

"This is left by Adam. He usually records some things in it. The police have already seen it and thought it was worthless, so they kept it. Originally, I wanted to keep it as a souvenir, but maybe, you will need it."

Song An immediately thanked him and took the notebook with both hands.He went outside, sat down on a bench by the side of the road, and began to browse.

This is not something related to the case. Most of the records are "what to buy today" and "what is the itinerary for tomorrow".

But until one of the pages, there was only a simple name on it - "Odein", other than that it was blank.

Song An stopped his gaze slightly, and slid his finger across the name, thinking of something.

He folded the page, put the notebook away in his pocket, and turned back toward the park.

The weather was fine, and the lake water rippled softly, sending warm water vapor.But probably because it is too far away from the center of the park, there are almost no people coming.

This time, he found the witness—the patrolman of the sentry box.

Obviously, these people were greeted by Dias, and after he revealed his identity, he immediately chose to cooperate.

Song An didn't want to waste time, so he directly raised his own question.

"Did you see his gun when you passed by?"

"Of course, I saw the gun right there on the seat, next to his body, and immediately assumed he had shot himself."

"Did he wear gloves then?"

The patrolman thought about this question for a while, "Yes, it's black."

"After you found out that someone had been shot, you returned to the sentry box and made two phone calls. How long did it take?"

The patrolman made a simulated phone call, muttered a few more words, and said, "It will take about 30 seconds."

30 seconds, this is not a short time, Song An thought.

"So did you pull the car door, all?"

"I only pulled the one on the driver's seat, but all the doors should be locked."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because the police came and wanted to open the door, but they couldn't, so they just pried it all open."

"So have you checked the back of the car? Especially the floor in the back?"

"No, the situation was urgent. I didn't have time to take a closer look, so I ran to make a phone call."

Song An licked his dry lips and asked the last question: "What did you say to the police? Did you say that there was a suicide or a shooting?"

"Well, I said suicide, because that's obviously what I saw at the time."

Song An nodded and thanked him for his cooperation.

It was already evening when he came back from this big circle, and he ran into Ruan Yuan at the door.

Seeing him, Ruan Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.He didn't like this newcomer named Song An very much, and he was upset from the moment he rejected him.Seeing that not only was he not deceived, but he looked like he had just gone out to investigate, he felt that this person was particularly obtrusive.

He raised the corners of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "You are a newcomer, but you pretended to be pretty, and you really deceived us at the beginning."

Song An raised his eyebrows: "That must be better than you, if you hadn't told guest No. 5 the wrong answer, how could he have died tragically in the room on the first night."

Number 5 is not a fool, there is no need to bite the bullet and test the rules of death on the first night.Since Ruan Yuan said that he should go to the room, then he will definitely do it.

Ruan Yuan's face was a little embarrassed. In fact, this matter was not difficult to guess, but Song An was the only one who dared to say it directly in front of his face.

Obviously, Song An was not afraid of him, and even opposed him openly.

Ruan Yuan gritted his teeth and looked at him, his cold eyes stained with sting-like malice.He doesn't like ignorant rookies, but he hates rookies who are against him even more.

"You'd better hope you make it through tonight."

Song An's smile didn't change, but he pointedly said: "It seems that guest No. 4 already knows the death rules tonight, so I wonder if you can tell me magnanimously."

Ruan Yuan was still proud of Song An's begging, and was about to cut off his thoughts, but soon realized that his purpose was not at all.

The scorching gaze behind him made him shiver. He did know the way to avoid death tonight, but he didn't intend to tell those two people.After all, how can there be such a good thing in this world, you can wait for the pie to fall from the sky without doing anything.

However, Song An's actions obviously exposed him, damn it, he was careless!

Seeing that Ruan Yuan's face was livid, Song An smiled slightly, and passed him sideways.

He was a little tired, and he just went to catch up on sleep before dinner time.As for Ruan Yuan, that was not something he had to consider.

……

where is this place……

Song An opened his eyes in a daze, only to find that he had changed places.At this time, he was sitting in the driver's seat of a car, and the warm air was turned on in the car. It was obviously too hot in this season.

He felt a burst of hunger and thirst in his throat, and big drops of sweat emerged from his head. He couldn't help reaching out to push the door open, but the door was locked and could not be opened at all.

It was hot and stuffy, he was like a piece of bread locked in an oven, his whole body was suffocating.

At this time, the windows were covered with water mist due to the temperature difference. He frantically wiped the mist off with his fingers, and slapped the windows hard, wanting to ask for help from the outside world.

But it was useless, the surroundings were as quiet as a cemetery, and no one could be seen.

Song An felt that he was going to be out of breath, as if a big stone had been pressed on his chest, which made him almost suffocate.

He lay back on the seat and kicked the four corners of the glass with his feet.But that seemingly thin piece of glass is tenaciously motionless.

However, the violent movements consumed more oxygen, making his eyes dark and he could hardly get up.

No, it can't go on like this.

He struggled to support his body, and began to grope for something hard that could break the glass in the car, but to his desperation, there was nothing.

What should I do?

Song An kept turning his oxygen-deprived brain to think of a solution, but suddenly found a black figure reflected on the window of the back seat.

He was overjoyed, and immediately tapped on the window, hoping to attract the other party's attention.But the other party didn't move, and stood behind him like a sculpture.

He had no choice but to use his hands and feet to climb from between the two front seats to the back, knocking on the window frantically.

But the figure still didn't move, which made him a little desperate.

The air was already pitifully scarce, and the intense heat almost made him look like a fish out of water, he could only breathe with his mouth open, the gas that couldn't get into his lungs at all.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the safety lock on the seat was locked.

Damn it, he made such a low-level mistake!

He pressed the safety lock with trembling fingers, and the door was pulled open from the outside, and the cool air rushed in instantly, making him puff up his cheeks like a frog and breathe heavily.

However, when he saw the person in front of him, he held his breath for an instant.

It was a familiar face, but it was terrifyingly familiar.

—Adam.

Adam stood there, eyes dimmed, blood trickling from the back of his head, around his neck like a necklace, and onto his sweater.The wind-shielding army green overcoat was open, revealing a chest that didn't float.

Song An swallowed, and groped with his fingers on the seat. After touching the handle of the umbrella with his fingertips, he gathered it into his palm little by little.

However, before he could grab it, Adam jumped at him with his mouth open and closed.

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