[Wolfman Killing] Don't open your eyes at midnight

"Why did you come back? Did you really go to the second floor to get water?"

Dr. Nancy cursed and snatched the water bottle from my hand, and delivered the medicine to Ding Kun who was panting.

But for the first time, I didn't worry about this "sick beauty".My heart is beating and my head is buzzing.At this moment, the "key" to unlock the truth is likely to be in my hands!

I hesitated, hesitating whether to tell the secret or not.It’s not because I’m afraid that I’ll guess wrong, but because I’m afraid that what I guessed will be the truth…

"when--"

A mournful bell chimed in the rain.Everyone in the room stopped talking quietly, and even Ding Kun coughed lightly, looking through the window with bunches of eyes to the blue-black alarm hall in the twilight rain.

The pointer with the glowing night fire is firmly at the position of 07:30.Another half hour to the bedtime that "it" has imposed on us.By then, if the murderer "Hunter" is still not caught, I don't know how "it" will punish me...and Ding Kun.

Ding Kun is no longer a wolf "no longer"—since the "hunter" who met in the attic according to the note, the inference that Ding Kun is a "wolf accomplice" no longer exists.

Since he is not a werewolf but my companion—I looked at his pale and sickly but still beautiful face—then of course I must protect him.

I think I'm really crazy about him.

I don't want to lose him, I don't want "it" to erase the memory of both of us, not for a minute or a second.I don't even care whether he likes me or not. At this moment, I just want to do my best to protect him.

I took two steps forward and walked to the place where everyone's eyes met.It made me feel hot all over.

I took out the "key" from behind: "Mr. Benjamin, is this the brown-gray shawl of Little May that you said you found in the washing room?"

Benjamin nodded sharply: "Yes! Yes! This is it!"

As soon as Benjamin finished speaking, Little Wuyue's expression changed.

There was a gasp from the crowd, and they all looked at the two of them with different expressions.

Except for Ding Kun.The sheriff, who was still speechless for the time being, looked at me from a distance with moist gray-green eyes.It is joy, praise, encouragement, and the most fatal tenderness...

"What's wrong?" Benjamin was still puzzled.

I lowered my face, which was burning hot under someone's gaze, and said softly to Benjamin: "Uncle, you are wrong, this shawl is not brown-gray, but bright red."

Benjamin was taken aback for a moment, his face flushed suddenly: "I... I made a slip of the tongue..."

I understood with a smile: "I understand, this is not a slip of the tongue, in your eyes, red and gray brown have always been the same color, right? Therefore, all of us can forgive your 'little mistake'. "In the last game, the appearance of Xiao Wuyue wearing this red shawl and spitting at me arrogantly flashed through my mind, and a burst of evil joy suddenly rose in my heart, "But Xiao Wuyue, you should not be red-green colorblind Right? But why do you insist on calling the red shawl gray?"

The clever maid panicked, glanced in a certain direction unconsciously, and faltered and hawed to my question, unable to answer a word.

"You are clear, who took your shawl without authorization and used it as one of the props for committing the crime?" I stepped forward and held the bright red shawl in front of her, "Who is that 'hunter'? Who is it worth your risking your own wrong to protect him? Your dear and confidant Dr. Nancy? Your beloved father Cook? Or your beloved master Mr. Khan?"

Xiao Wuyue suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at me fiercely, but her body couldn't help but tremble slightly... bluffing girl.I sneered inwardly and shook my head.

"Do you know, little Wuyue, your eyes have already betrayed you. Although the rooms in the mansion are never locked, if anyone dares to enter your room and touch your things without saying hello, I'm afraid only 'he' One—am I right, Mr Hart Khan?!"

Mr. Khan is indeed an old fox in the shopping mall. He sneered calmly and said, "Why am I the one? As you said, anyone can enter an unlocked room, right?" He paused and said, "I don't know who gave you the courage to put the blame on me. Please tell us the reason immediately, otherwise, I, the master, will probably put the blame on me. Please leave my house. I have a bad temper, so I can only give you 5 minutes, do you understand clearly, Ms. Wei?"

I panicked, the toughness I had just braced up was washed away by his sudden threat, and my mind went blank.The red shawl fell to the ground suddenly, and I withdrew my hands and was carried behind my back, covering the uncontrollable convulsions and tremors of my fingers.

I originally thought it was a bit of a stretch to solve this problem in half an hour... If there are only 5 minutes left, what else is there to do?Is it enough for me to admit defeat...

"Cough cough..."

A cough interrupted me.Following the sound, he saw those gray-green eyes again.

He didn't do anything, even his expression was calm and indifferent.But even in his illness, his eyes were as focused and full of power as before.When he looked at me seriously, it seemed as if I was the only one in his eyes, as if he loved me deeply, as if I was his pride and glory standing under everyone's attention.Cotton ~ soft and firm, gentle and warm.

He is my morphine, my whiskey, my adrenaline, the poison and antidote that determine my life and death:

At least he still believes in me at this moment!

It was just a clear and shallow look in my eyes, which gave me a shock all over my body.

By the way, for him, I have to bite the bullet and hold on.He was wounded for me, and now I would fight for him—

I made up my mind:

"First of all, Mrs., Dr. Nancy, Mr. Cook, me and Mr. Sheriff, who fell asleep with medication on time, all have perfect alibi, so let's rule out the suspicion first." I licked my dry lips and continued, "Second The person Little Wuyue desperately protects will not be Benjamin, otherwise she will not take the initiative to expose the entanglement between Benjamin and Master Philip, and draw the focus of everyone's attention to him. In this way, the mansion The only people who may be sheltered by Little Wuyue are you and the housekeeper Seber."

Mr. Khan squinted his eyes and continued to be aggressive: "Didn't you just record our testimony well? There are obviously several reasons why I can't commit a crime. Why don't you exclude me as well?"

"That's because...Mr. Steward doesn't need such things as shawls at all."

"Answering the wrong question, trying to change the concept secretly?" Mr. Khan almost sneered, "Okay, then I will follow your words. You said that Seber doesn't need a shawl, but I am also a big man. Take this red What is the shawl for?"

"Use it to cover your face."

……

The room fell into dead silence again.

It seems that I have shaken my wits a little bit... I wanted to say something relaxing to ease my nervousness, but who knew that the silly eyes of everyone made me even more panicked.Just as I was about to open my mouth to explain, someone on the opposite side suddenly smiled lightly, instantly breaking the predicament I created myself——I was heartbroken by the gentle smile on Ding Kun’s face without a trace of mockery, and my heart was miraculous relaxed.

It doesn't matter, no matter what the result is, I still have at least one "fellow man" who has always supported me.

I stabilized my emotions and continued: "To be precise, it is used to cover the mouth and nose. It is true that Mr. Khan cannot go to the dusty attic because of his allergies, but if he covers it with a wet shawl The mouth, nose and eyes will prevent most of the dust from being inhaled into the body. And this is how you successfully reached the attic and then went straight down to Philip's window, right?"

"Straight down? What are you kidding?" Hart Khan seemingly casually played with his cane with his left hand, but his eyes were fixed on me, "You forgot I said so soon, my legs~ If you can't climb a tree at all, how can you go straight down to the third floor?"

"Are your legs and feet really as inconvenient as we saw?" I felt my little legs trembling unconsciously. I don't know if it was because of the excessive tension of confronting people or the extreme excitement before revealing the secret. Didn't you remember it so soon after talking about it yourself? But it doesn't matter, because you didn't go down to the third-floor room through the tree.

"Do you mind showing me your cane... Hey, it really is very important. If I really borrowed your cane in the afternoon, I'm afraid my arm will be tired and sore. However, even if I don't refuse, You will not lend it to me in the end. You suddenly thought of this method at that time, right? You said that your cane is not only extremely strong, but also can be stretched and shortened...Did you press here?...Oh, it can be stretched So long, one and a half meters?

"Just like this, you extend your cane to the longest, and the front end is stuck into the window slot on the floor of the attic-the two wide dents on the window slot will definitely match your unique walking stick-after you fix it , you held the lower part of the cane with one hand to stabilize your body in mid-air, and the other hand was just enough to push the muzzle of the gun through the open window, and you pulled the trigger before Philip called for help... Don't rush to deny my words, sir .You have been exercising in private, especially for the upper body. I found out in the afternoon that your reaction is very quick, and the muscles in your arm are also very strong. You can catch it firmly with only your left arm. I who fell suddenly from the stairs, you who can do this, using one arm to stabilize yourself in mid-air for tens of seconds, it must not be difficult, right?

"Why, are you still stubbornly refusing to admit it? Well, I'll give you another reason. Do you remember the empty plate Philip threw at you? I think you just showed up with the little mask on your face. May’s red shawl, Philip was startled for a moment, and he reacted subconsciously. Although this casual throw did not hit you, it was enough to give him buffer time to recognize your true identity. And when you buckle Before pulling the trigger, he had an idea to hold the table knife in his left hand...Mr. Khan, don’t you understand the meaning of the table knife in your left hand? Although your right hand can also be used flexibly, you still use your left hand? You walk on crutches with your left hand, and you are also the only person at the table who cuts steak with a knife in your left hand——Mr. Cook, please answer me honestly. Is there only Hart Khan’s knife in the Khan Mansion, which is a special one? His left hand uses a knife?...Very well, thank you for your affirmative answer.”

Thinking of the afternoon when I still felt pity for the vicious murderer before me, I couldn't help feeling disgusted in my heart, and the more I said it, the more irritable I was, almost out of my wits.

"Although the facts are cruel, Philip had already identified the murderer with his own fingers before he was killed. It was his father—Hart Khan!"

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