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Doug couldn't help applauding, his beard swayed slightly, as if mocking.

"High school detective, it's always okay to be handsome."

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The detectives all went out to find the murder weapon, but Zhao Bai was not impatient at all, sitting next to the corpse and chatting calmly.

Doug, the NPC he just met.

If he didn't mention the blue-gray beard, Zhao Bai would definitely think that Doug was in his fifties, but after asking, he realized that Doug was just hairy, and in order to cater to the character of a detective, he took the initiative to grow a beard.

Doug was only twenty-four years old.

"I thought you were the murderer just now, but I didn't think so after that explanation, but you were sitting next to the corpse with a calm expression, and I was a little suspicious again."

Zhao Bai nodded.

Detectives, it's perfectly normal to suspect everything.

Not true anyway.

Doug asked again: "In order to clear your suspicions, let's talk about your speculations. Personal thinking always has limitations, and it needs different sparks to collide in order to reach the most reasonable conclusion."

Zhao Bai nodded.

He thought carefully, finally came to his own conclusion, and said the answer he speculated with a smile.

"I think... it's a demon."

"?"

His speculation is based on that. Zhao Bai is almost the strongest human being, but there is no Honkai power here. He can't operate the knight gun so skillfully, and he can't escape without blood when the blood is pumped out of his heart.

Since he can't do it, no one in this world can do it.

Except for monsters.

This is Zhao Bai's reasoning, bold and avant-garde, without the slightest reason.

Chapter 226: Mr. Invisible Knight

What high school detective is just a high school student who likes delusions.

Doug shook his head, just about to criticize Zhao Bai, but there were fierce screams and the sound of rioting from the crowd. Doug was stunned and quickly went out to check. Zhao Bai followed behind, just in time. Seeing that one of the detectives was running away and smashing things, his face was horrified, but in front of him there were only the rioting detectives and nothing else.

The detective picked up whatever he could and threw it desperately.

His face was as pale as lightning flashed across the sky.

"You... can't you see?"

He was very frightened, turned his head to look at the invisible thing in front of him and said, "Don't come near me!"

A horrifying scene happened. The detective's chest burst inch by inch, his body and clothes were shattered together, his thumping heart was exposed to the air, and there was no blood spitting out strangely. He seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and his body was provoked. , slowly sliding down.

Then crashed down.

A column of blood several meters long shot up into the sky, and the detective who had no time to escape fell to the ground like a sandbag, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't rest.

Doug stepped forward and lifted his eyelids.

The pupils of the dead are the best imaging instruments. Generally speaking, as long as the murderer is facing the victim, an afterimage will be left in the eyes of the deceased for hours. Although it is not clear enough, it is enough for detectives to solve the case.

Disappointingly, there were no other figures in the pupils, only the confused crowd.

"Let me tell you, evil spirits are haunting."

Although Zhao Bai said this, he did not find the joy of being confirmed. After all, he was dead, and it was the kind of fear of being pierced in public. Although it was an NPC, it was enough to empathize with.

"Have you found anything?"

When Bronya heard Zhao Bai's words, she cast a surprised look. She was also one of the many detectives who followed the crowd to find the murder weapon. Unexpectedly, the truth was in the hands of a few people, and her efforts were all in vain.

Zhao Bai and Doug were the only two people who didn't come out. The detectives cast their gazes. That is the eyes of the losers to the right ones. Only in the detective industry. Feel ashamed.

Really touched the light of the big man.

Zhao Bai took the detectives and returned to the scene of the first victim.

There is already a feeling of being a bit of a backbone.

Zhao Bai pointed to a stone tablet in the corner, which seemed to be a key item, but no one noticed it because it was so inconspicuous.

"Look—it's all written on it."

"?"

It's that simple?

Doug dusted off the stele, coughing and looking at the writing on it carefully.

It was a novel written a hundred years ago, and it was not quite ancient English. There was no obstacle to reading it. The general idea was that the undead of knights wandered in the lost lake island villa, and they would launch an eternal challenge to the enemy, wanting to end This duel, unless...

No more below.

It's the style of a detective novel.

Zhao Bai was not surprised at all.