Losing a Two-dimensional empire

"Go to Xiao Mo's room."

"To be gently awakened by such a beautiful lady, that guy is really happy."

"Since this is just right, I want to see that guy too."

"I want him to help with work, but I really can't bear to wake him up."

"After all, he will be an important customer in the future." Yan Qing said.

"Then let's go together," said Juliet.

"It should be this room, Xiao Mo, did you wake up in the morning?"

"Is it not easy for Xiao Mo to wake up if there is no response?"

"That shouldn't be possible. He's been trained to wake up naturally when he hears suspicious noises."

"Then why, the door is not locked?"

"Ah, Xiaobei is dead." Ye Bucheng said.

"How could Xiaobei lie to you?"

"It's hopeless, it's completely smoky, and my body is cold. It's my time and it's midnight."

'My name is the professor, and all the staff are doing the autopsy together. '

"I checked briefly and found no obvious trauma, but found three small wounds."

"Isn't there a red spot on the nail of the right hand? It's a needle wound."

"If a poison like blackhead is used, just a slight stab will lose the freedom of the body."

"There is another red spot on the fingernail. It is estimated that it was repaired when the body gradually became inflexible."

"There is no specific poison yet, but if two assassinations are enough, it seems to be quite powerful."

"Then what is the third wound?" Ye Bucheng said.

"Who killed him and why, now that the detective is dead. It's up to us."

"The third one should not be directly related to the cause of death. Look at his left index finger."

'What's that with a little blood, is it hurt here too? '

"No, that's the U-shaped inside he left on the floor."

"MOR seems to be." Ye Bucheng said.

"I don't care about the meaning, but in my eyes, the meaning of death is this."

"Could it be MOR?" Yan Qing said.

"It's nothing, I said to myself, Xiao Bei is not a layman, if it is a fighting posture, it is impossible to die so easily."

'Is it a fighting stance, but what if it's a friendly handshake, the needle you hold will be gone at this time. '

"Perhaps it's rude to say that," said Juliet.

"But it doesn't matter." Ye Bucheng said.

"If you can make Xiaobei write down the defense, and kill Xiaobei in such a neat way, then you will be the first."

"So that's how it is. There is no one who can read the art, so you can see it." Yan Qing said.

"You have become more."

'It's an afterimage, but the European style moves at a speed that is difficult to see with the naked eye. If you don't move at this speed, you can't cover everything. '

"I can do anything."

'It's not good to say such things in front of guests, but if I want to say that, I can kill everyone in an instant. ' Yan Qing said.

"I stopped killing people a long time ago, but let me explain that I didn't kill Beckham.

To do so would not give him the opportunity to leave a message. "

"I also believe in Yan Qing."

"Thank you."

"Xiao Bei also left a message."

"It's a pocket watch, very old."

"It was given to him by Mr. An. Xiao Bei takes care of it every day."

"But time is ticking, and Boli is also broken."

"It seems that he usually cherishes it very much, so it shouldn't be broken by such a coincidence, and this watch is also made very firmly."

"Xiao Bei must have destroyed it with his own will."

"To show that it's time for mortals to meet themselves."

"Yes."

"That is to say, Xiaobei met the prisoner in this room earlier in the evening."

"Yes, and if the sand sculptures were brought here from other places, I should have noticed it long ago."

"It seems that regarding this incident, the alibi is very important. By the way, I played poker with Aaron, Alan, and Master An last night."

'From after 10 pm to 3 am, although there was a short break in the middle, Shu did not leave the room for a long time. '

'That was really a wonderful victory and defeat, and I also watched the game until 0:[-], so what about you, Juliet? '

"I played with my sister until 0 o'clock."

'I trust you not because I trust me, but because I don't think you can lie. ' Yan Qing said.

"Speaking of Ye Buchen, there is also proof that he was not there at that time."

"Falled into a deep sleep very early."

"How do you know?" Ye Bucheng said.

"Because you are playing poker in the room next door, and I can hear the sounds of daily life even if it is not allowed." Yan Qing said.