Chapter 848 Who Is the Murderer 9

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Ning Shu suspected that the person who was killed was killed unconscious, and the people in the same room as her didn't feel it, maybe everyone in the same room fell asleep to death.

Ning Shu moved her nose, but she didn't smell anything in the room. She looked around and found a pile of fine dust on the wall behind the door, piece by piece.

Someone lit incense in the house.

Ning Shu put a little dust on the tip of his nose and smelled it, but there was no smell at all, really no smell at all.

The uncle came over and squatted beside Ning Shu, looking at Xiang Ash.

"Tibetan incense." The uncle said lightly.

Ning Shu was a little surprised. Ning Shu had heard of Zangxiang before. This kind of incense has no smell at all. Zang means to hide it, and there is no smell at all.

But this incense has a powerful calming effect. It is said that when Hua Tuo burned the Tibetan incense for Guan Yu's bone scraping to heal his wounds, Guan Yu did not feel any pain at all.

Everyone in the house was asleep, but the murdered person was unconscious.

Ning Shu walked into the two girls who were huddled in the corner of the kang, stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's arm, the girl didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

I didn't find this in the room before, so it must have been cleaned.

Tibetan fragrance is very rare, and the workmanship is cumbersome. It belongs to the kind whose secret recipe has been lost. There is no such thing on the market.

Rare things must be expensive, ridiculously expensive.

Can this kind of thing still appear?

749 came to Ning Shu's side and said, "Among this group of people, apart from the dead Pan Chen, Fan Junyang's family is the richest."

Ning Shu glanced at Fan Junyang, whose face was covered in blood. He was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall.

All indications indicated that Fan Junyang was the most suspect.

The uncle stood up and said to Ning Shu, "Get the corpse down."

"I'm lame." Ning Shu raised his hand.

"I'll come." 749 said.

749 was so powerful that he went downstairs carrying the bundled corpses.

The uncle said to Fan Junyang, "Gather everyone in the main room."

"Okay." Fan Junyang struggled to stand up, but he kowtowed too hard before, and he was dizzy, so he went to call for someone.

Ning Shu followed the uncle into the main room, where the old lady looked at the corpses in the yard and muttered about committing crimes.

"Can you leave here? What exactly did you provoke?" the old woman said in a panic.

"Come on, please, I don't want your money, I don't want your accommodation fees." The old lady was holding a cane, her expression of panic and fear formed a sharp contrast with Xiaolan behind her.

Xiaolan's face was a little dazed, because her eyes couldn't see, even if she knew that someone had died, she couldn't see the shape of the person's death.

Among the group of people, only Xiaolan is truly fearless.

Fan Junyang called everyone down, the main room was full of people, and everyone was trembling with fear.

There was also a frightened girl, giggling, and her smile was creepy, especially when she was so nervous and scared.

"Teacher, what should we do?" Fan Junyang said with a broken expression, and roared: "I. He. Mom can't take it anymore."

The uncle looked indifferent, "Then what do you want, do you want to go?"

"I'd rather leave than stay in this kind of place. There are ghosts here. I really can't bear it." Fan Junyang's voice changed, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"It's because you got something contaminated, brought it here, and said there are ghosts here." The old woman was holding a cane, with an angry expression on her face.

Xiaolan tugged at the corner of the old woman's clothes and said, "Grandma, it's snowing heavily outside now, how do you let them go?"

"These people died in our house. What's the matter? Do you want people to live in this house?" The old woman raised her voice.

There was silence in the room, only the sound of breathing one after another. Some girls wept silently, but they didn't dare to run. They wanted to leave here, but they thought of Lin Xia who ran out.

He didn't come back all night, and it was already a disaster.

Many people set their sights on the tall, straight, abstinent, calm uncle, with anticipation in their eyes.

Lu Shanshan asked the uncle, "Teacher, do you know who the murderer is?"

"I think Fan Junyang is the most suspect." Lu Shanshan said.

749 immediately choked and said, "I said you're still suspected, just give evidence for everything."

"Are you a man? You're as narrow-minded as a woman." Lu Shanshan glanced at him in disgust, then turned to look at the uncle.

749 curled his lips, "I seized the opportunity and leaned in front of the man, it's disgusting."

Lu Shanshan looked at 749 with a strong murderous look in her eyes, but considering that the uncle was still by her side, she suppressed it and turned her head away from the annoying 749.

"I didn't kill anyone, and I have no reason to kill at all. I am the president of the Chinese Painting Club, and if something happens to a member, I am the most responsible." Fan Junyang blushed anxiously, the blood on his face had dried up, black and red one slice.

The other members looked at Fan Junyang with vigilance, and even stayed away from Fan Junyang.

Fan Junyang showed a deep bitterness on his face.

Ning Shu and another tasker stood aside and did not talk to each other.

The most important task now is to survive. The thirty-two members of the traditional Chinese painting club are all dead. Ning Shu looks at the old woman and Xiaolan, trying to recall the plot. The members of the club are all dead. What about these two people?

These two people don't have many plots, and this time the plot has been reincarnated for an unknown number of times, and the plot has changed beyond recognition.

Ning Shu couldn't help scratching her head. What if the murderer was caught? Kill the murderer?

The mission this time is to end the infinite reincarnation, but how?

From the very beginning, we kept looking for the murderer, but the murderer was not found, and more and more people died instead. The murderer was elusive.

Ning Shu felt that this was the most suspicious of grandparents and grandchildren.

So what about the motive? Is it fun to kill people? !

Ning Shu put herself in the shoes of a group of people living in her home, why did she want to kill them all?

Ask for money?

If it is really the grandparents who have pineapple flowers and trees, and if the Tibetan incense is also theirs, it means that they are not short of money.

too boring?

Want to play a killing game with these people, guess who I am?

revenge?

Among these people is the enemy of this pair of grandparents and grandchildren? But he killed everyone. Could it be that he was afraid of being discovered, so he simply killed everyone.

Ning Shu's mind was really in chaos.

The logic doesn't make sense.

The uncle pointed at the crazy girl who was frightened and foolish, and said, "Don't pretend to be crazy, you killed the two girls."

Everyone stared blankly at the crazy girl, who was still giggling.

"Liu Manman..."

"The person she killed..."

Everyone immediately moved away from her.

The crazy look on Liu Manman's face couldn't hold back anymore.

The uncle said impatiently: "It's tied, take turns to watch."

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