v7 Chapter 37： ,camp

In the sky, the sandstorm is still raging.

Under the faint yellow sky, lying corpses had lost their lives.

After looking at the dead body covered in mud, the idiot's hands suddenly increased, pressing the curly-haired man even more tightly on the ground, and then raised his knees, against the back of his head, not letting him. There is the slightest chance of lifting his head.

"No! It's not me! I didn't kill it! It really wasn't me!!!"

The curly-haired man seemed to understand the idiot's intention behind him, and quickly began to struggle to call. But the idiot ignored him at all, and his fingers pressed harder.

"It's not you, or who." Bread ran over, kicked the **** dagger, and stood aside. The idiot continued with a cold expression, "Standing next to the corpse with a knife in your hand. Unless, you give me an explanation that can convince me." "I... I said! I said!" The curly-haired man panicked and shouted loudly. "I woke up this morning and found that there was no one around me except me! I...I was nervous and wanted to run out. But I don't know where I am going! So... So I want to come here and have a look..." The curly-haired man's voice began to tremble, and his gaze was aimed at the fat man's body over there, smelling the rancid sludge in his nose, and continued to shout, "But I came here after this. After that! I saw a **** knife on the ground, that one! So I picked it up when I was curious! But after I turned this corner, I saw it."

His voice paused, but the idiot could not allow him to pause. With the increase in strength, the curly-haired man finally opened his mouth in a panic, and yelled, "I saw him lying there! He seemed to be dead!" After listening to the curly-haired man's confession, the idiot turned towards Glancing at the bread next to him. Bread nodded, walked to the knife that was kicked over there, squatted down, lightly touched the blood on the knife with his finger, turned around, and raised the writing board.

"The blood has dried up. At least it has been dead for more than half an hour. 》

The idiot nodded, he pulled the curly-haired man up, and opened his palm without waiting for him to respond. Although there was some blood on his palm, the blood stains were obviously rubbed on the palm of his hand after coagulation. After seeing this, he released his hand, allowing the curly-haired man to breathe freely.

In the air, there is a mixture of **** and rancid smells that have not completely dissipated.

These two smells are mixed with the smell of wind and sand, and it feels so strange and pungent.

The curly-haired man clutched his chest, breathing heavily over there. And the idiot is little

Wingfully approached the fat man's body, squatted down and checked.

Mud filled his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

His body was very dirty, but he slightly tore the clothes on his chest, and there was a wound on the right side of his heart.

Although it is not fatal, for ordinary people, this knife is enough to pierce a person's lungs, causing them to suffocate and die because they cannot breathe.

So... who on earth killed him?

For what?

Or, is it really the so-called "children angel" who wants to express his sense of existence to himself?

If this is the case...,...

Then, the angel's final goal must be himself.

"The dark man, isn't it?, a female voice came from behind.

The idiot and the bread turned their heads together, and saw the makeup girl standing around the corner.

She glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then, as if nothing had happened, she opened the handbag she carried, took out the lipstick inside, and applied it carefully to the makeup mirror.

"You...you mean... the dark man?"

The footsteps of the curly-haired man seemed to be trembling, he said with a little trembling.

The makeup girl glanced at him, snapped, and closed the makeup mirror. Afterwards, the charming woman smiled coldly and said, "Is there anything else possible? Look at what he looks like now, what else can you describe besides the dark man?"

The woman lifted the hair on her forehead, looked down at the fat man's smelly corpse, and sneered again. "However, the current situation is really exciting. Everyone has disappeared, and now the only one Those who existed are those who participated in the treasure hunt meeting yesterday. Hahaha, could it be that those members of the bandit group who had died hundreds of years ago learned in the underworld that we wanted to steal their treasures, so they started According to their abilities, will we beheaded one by one?"

The makeup girl aimed at the idiot. While looking at the idiot's cold and merciless eyes, she snorted, "What do you think? The master of the Forest of Grace."

Everyone waited until the afternoon.

At the nearby gathering time, the remaining few people who participated in the treasure hunt meeting yesterday also arrived one after another.

Everyone looked surprised after seeing the people gathered here. However, this is also of course. After all, other people have disappeared, but these people here still exist, after all, it makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

On the other hand, the fat man's body fell in everyone's eyes, in addition to disgusting, of course, more shocked.

"Huh... Then, let me guess now."

In the meeting room yesterday, Scar Man spread a sand-blown map on the table, and at the same time, took out a pen and clicked on the edge of the map.

"Fatty is unfortunate. We still don't know his name, so we can only call him by this code name."

No one in the room responded. Everything here seemed to be exactly the same as yesterday, except for the extra empty seat.

"Our friend, comrade-in-arms, companion. Fatty didn't know why, but he came out of his place of residence at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night last night, and finally came to the river behind our building. "

Scar man made a cross on the bank of a river, and then continued.

"This river was originally a clear and dredged river. However, after the blood seal battle two years ago, the river was blocked and it was blocked. Then, His Majesty decided to order the river to be filled. , Build something else on it. Use this river as a sewer."

"Then, the entrance to the sewer is right here. It's not far from us, it's about two hundred meters away."

People looked at the map, and the crooked old man squinted his eyes, wondering if he was looking at it.

"Judging from the mud on the fat man, he must have been there. Then, there, he was stabbed in the chest, and finally, losing his strength, he fell into the mud on the surface of the sewer."

"He didn't die immediately after being stabbed, but struggled in the muddy water. However, because his lungs were pierced, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless. He was there and drowned alive. It’s because of the struggle that the mouth and nose are filled with so much rancid mud."

The candlelight shook slightly.

The shadows of everyone shook together, as if they were recreating the struggle of the fat man at that time to everyone.

"Then, after confirming that the fat man was dead, the prisoner pulled him out. Then he dragged him to the corner here, and at the same time threw the knife on the ground. After that, left. All of the above should be when the fat man died. What happened."

Scar Man exhaled, and he was finished. But at the moment he finished speaking, the grumpy muscular man immediately slapped the table and said loudly: "Why are you so clear? How can you say it as if you have seen it completely?! Also, how can you be sure? Did the fat man die at two or three o'clock in the morning?"

"Because I am a doctor."

It was not the scar man who was talking, but the cold, high-collared man. He raised his head, glanced at the muscular man with his cold eyes, and said coldly, "His death time should be two or three o'clock in the morning.

There was sludge in his stomach and lungs, and the wounds on his lung lobes were obvious. Although it took a long time, most of the trailing traces on the ground disappeared. But you can still see the traces of someone dragging him there from the drain. then………"

The cruel man stared at the grumpy man and said, "Do you have any questions?"

The grumpy man was taken aback, closed his mouth, and said nothing.

For a while, everyone in the room became indifferent.

Even Xing Li on the side closed his mouth and said nothing.

However, her face seemed very bad. Seeing this, the little beauty who had been holding her hand raised her head worriedly, and said, "Sister, what's the matter with you?"

Xing Li was startled suddenly and raised his head. After she realized that the little beauty was talking, she immediately smiled. However, this smile is so embarrassing and unbearable.

"White, white x..."

Bread gently pulled the idiot's clothes, and her face didn't look good.

Yes, both of them should have discovered it. If there is a phenomenon that happened in this murder case, if it is said that there are only 16 people here now,...,

That means that the one who killed the fat man last night...

Now, sit here with myself...

Sit in front of yourself.

The wind blew in from the crack in the door. Those candles were shaking.

The candlelight flickered, forcing everyone's shadows to sway side by side.

The room is very quiet...

After a long silence, the Scarlet Man seemed to finally be unable to bear the silence here. He took the lead and said: "Well, ladies and gentlemen. We are very sorry for the fat man's death. Therefore, we must turn our grief into strength. For his part, go find the treasure together. Only in this way can he comfort his soul..."

"Huh, where is the grief of someone who has just met for a day? In fact, someone here should be laughing in his heart now?"

It was no one else who broke the scar man's voice, but the makeup woman. She still held her arms and sneered. Faced with the surprised eyes of other people present, her smile seemed even more rampant.

"Why? Do I have to puncture this layer of window paper? If the fat man's death was really at two or three o'clock this morning, then among the people here, there must be a murderer."

"Why?"

"Because of work, I was still awake until one o'clock this morning! That is, after one o'clock this morning, the guests at my workplace suddenly disappeared, and other colleagues suddenly disappeared, leaving me alone. So If you really want to be able to kill him, it must be one of the sixteen people here, right?"

This layer of window paper was finally broken.

The idiot closed his eyes, and the last trace of luck that had been left in his heart was now gone.

The murderer is here.

Tongyan Angel is here.

The childlike angel who was secretly preparing to take his own life, is here "make...what a joke..."

With a clatter, the masked man who had not spoken violently pushed aside the seat and stood up.

"I just want to come and play, but I didn't say that there are murderers among you! I, I will not play anymore...I will not play anymore! I will not play anymore!"

After speaking, the masked man rushed out of the room and left.

As soon as he left, the others in the room also lost any interest. The second one who stood up was the rickety old man.

"Hey? Old man, are you leaving too?"

The rickety old man closed his eyes, shook his head slowly, and said, "I am an old man.

I am going to accompany my grandson. Ah, grandson~~Grandpa came to see you~~"

The old man also left, and then, the cruel man and the violent man, the fourteenth five-year-old boy, the pocky face, the bald man, the lady, and the man with glasses all left their seats. This treasure hunt seems to have ended there.

Outside, there is still no sand.

After leaving the meeting room, the idiot pressed his chin while walking forward.

Bread and Xingli were on his left and right, and the little beauty continued to stick to Xingli this time, even holding her hand alive, and never let go.

A group of people walked on the street with no one.

Stepping on the yellow sand on the soles of the feet, but also looking at the dust in the sky.

Except for the little beauty who is always talking to Xing Li without a word, everything is so quiet...

"I don't usually think, but now, I think this city is really big."

Xingli looked at the front of the road, a big road, straight and invisible.

"Mr. Xiaobai, what do you think about this time? Did you think of anything?"

She turned her head and ignored the little beauty, and laughed at an idiot.

The idiot did not speak.

He always held his chin and said nothing.

However, the bread next to him raised the writing board...

"Anyway, this is too strange. Everyone has disappeared, but we are still there. Does this have anything to do with this treasure hunt? 》

Xingli shook his head and gave a wry smile: "I don't know. Now, this storm is equivalent to shutting us all in this city. However, the storm should be over by the end of December, right? The whole city The food should be enough to support us until that time. Maybe by the eve of the Holy Eve Festival, everything will get better. Do you think so? Mr. Xiaobai.

The idiot kept his head down and said nothing. But after walking for a while, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and at the same time, he looked back.

The sad eyes stared at the people behind.

There, no one else stood there, but the makeup girl before.

After seeing the idiot staring at her, instead of leaving, she walked up without caring. Standing in front of the idiot with his bag on his shoulder.

"From today, I will be your woman."

The makeup girl's speech shocked the bread and Xing Li next to her. But the idiot slammed the Dim Mi with his right hand and pointed directly at her chest.

"reason."

"Heh, does this still need a reason?"

The makeup girl was still stunned at the sword on her chest at first, but soon she showed an indifferent look and smiled--

"The owner of the Forest of Grace, the former Earl of Bucks, an elite knight of the Third Knights. Once in the blood war, he saved the entire wind and the sand, the hero of the entire Bucks Empire. Although you have made it because of many very **** things Your reputation is not good. But now, after looking at you face to face, I know what a good man you are."

The woman walked up to herself, with a charming smile on her face, looked at the idiot's face, opened her mouth, and exhaled at her.

"As a former knight, if you really wanted to kill that fat man, you wouldn't be stabbed? This is the first of the three reasons I believe you."

"..." The makeup girl leaned directly on the idiot's chest, ignoring the bread and Xingli beside her, stretched out her hand, hooked the idiot's neck, and continued to smile——

"The second one is that you guys are obviously the safest and reliable personnel right now.

This little girl is also a stoneman who showed her skills in the Battle of the Seal. And the character of the Marquis Rooney is well known by everyone in the wind. With you, I can guarantee the safety of my life. Because you know each other, you can also guarantee the lowest chance of being a murderer. "

Xing Li nodded, she gently pushed away the little beauty beside her, and said, "So, what about the third point?"

"Haha, the third point"... The makeup girl turned around, raised her nail polished finger, and gently stroked the idiot's chin.

His face slowly reached the lips of the idiot...

"In the wind review, a man who is romantic enough. According to my experience, any man who is romantic enough and poorly evaluated, the more I can experience a sense of security in him. And you"

The woman's breath fell on the idiot's face. It also brings a unique and strong fragrance...

"I think, in these few months, the safest man."