Twelve people were already in place, standing around the judgment seat, but their faces were different.

Just like No. 8, he bites his lower lip tightly, his face is pale, his head is constantly turning around, and cold sweat breaks out from his forehead, making people afraid that he will collapse due to anemia in the next second.

Number 4 frowned impatiently and muttered something. It was estimated that the search just now would have yielded nothing.

The collectors of clues to this murder did not act rashly. For example, Sheldon only pinched his chin lightly and nodded slightly from time to time, as if to confirm whether his clues could match his guess.

Peiman is not much different from Sheldon. She is not only one of the participants in this farce, she must also stabilize the others. After all, she is the director of the Dream Department.

Houston acted as if nothing was wrong, his lips were slightly curved, his eyes were raised, his left hand was waving in and out, and his right foot was still shaking.

Now, what Sheldon doesn't understand is that these clues don't seem to fully indicate the murderer's murder method.

"Everyone, can you hurry up?" Houston tilted his head, with a bit of mockery in his tone, "If we don't make an 'accusation' first, we can't open the situation..."

No. 8 gasped, horrified by the word "accusation": "I...not me! I don't want to die, and I don't want to be with you..."

"Shut up!" Houston growled nervously, successfully stopping No. 8 who was about to cry. "I believe that people like you should have the potential to become a suspect——"

"Please stop talking nonsense, sir." Sheldon said without any hesitation, "I believe you don't want to leave early -"

"——Oh?" Houston immediately caught the conversation, and his voice suddenly changed from crazy to extremely calm.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand: "Then...please give your first accusation. I am all ears."

This is naked eviction!

Peiman could only curse in her heart and could not step forward to defend him, because she herself also wanted to hear Sheldon's opinion. Everyone wanted to open up the situation and let the conversation open.

"I can't give specific accusations, I'm sorry," Sheldon said, "but I can give you a summary of the process of the case and some clues worth thinking about. If you think of any possible evidence, please don't be stingy with your words.

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"Well," Peiman nodded with a smile, then turned to No. 11, who was not far away, and tried to comfort him, "We will definitely seek justice for No. 2, and it will be fine."

At this time, No. 11's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water. She pursed her lips tightly and did not dare to make a sound. She just nodded slightly. Her chestnut hair looked even more shiny now, with a faint glow under the pale light.

Bright brown spots.

"We can see that the body is hanging upside down from the chandelier in the restaurant, and the injuries on the heart indicate that No. 2 was stabbed to death because of this knife. And based on its depth..."

"Oh, by the way," Barbatos' voice reappeared, "the clues you think of will automatically appear in the center of the trial platform, making it easier for you to check."

A blue-grey shadow appeared from the ground, and he slowly pulled out his body with the hand that emerged first.

He is the dead No. 2. He has lost his face and raises his chest to show everyone where his injuries are.

It's really weird...and disgusting.

Just like the scornful little Merlin, especially the nightmare inside him.

Engraved in the center of the judgment platform is a blooming flower. It is pure black. I don’t know if it is because of the material of the judgment platform. It has five petals and a deep red stamen extending from the middle. If you look carefully, you can see that the tip of the stamen is

It was still shining with a faint blood-red light.

"Despicable thing..." Merlin's voice was indifferent, which shocked Marquez next to him, "How dare you take over the host..."

"What, what?" Marquez was a little scared. This was the first time he realized that something was wrong with the nightmare accompanying him. "Are you angry? Why?"

"That flower only belongs to me. Even if it is a copy, it makes me very unhappy." Nightmare snorted coldly, "You just need to know this. The name of this flower is Moxi, and what it represents...

.Although it has nothing to do with me, it still belongs to me."

Marquez could hear a bit of stubbornness in these words, and could not continue talking, so he had to carefully examine the corpse in front of him.

But... this is really a bad taste... Even though I have seen corpses, no matter how strong my mental endurance is, I will still feel disgusted.

"Uh..." Sheldon's face also didn't look any better. He looked at Merlin beside him worriedly, "Are you okay?"

"I...it's okay, you continue..." Merlin struggled a little, but finally regained his composure because he simply closed his eyes.

This is not a straightforward and good method, is it?

"No. 13 and I previously discovered that there was a wooden bow directly opposite the hanging corpse, and this wooden bow may have been one of the tools used to insert the knife into the victim's chest." Sheldon looked at the center of the trial platform, but saw

A wooden bow appeared out of thin air, and from near to far, it successfully simulated the situation of drawing a bow and arrow. "I also found that there were rope marks on the handle of the bow and arrow, which may have been triggered by a rope. In other words,

The victim may not have seen his assailant and died inexplicably."

"But... how to explain the ferocious look on the deceased's face before he died?" Peiman asked, "Such a wound was obviously caused by a single blow. If he hadn't seen something, he would certainly not be so frightened."

Suddenly, the corpse's face flashed, and a frightened male face appeared, which seemed even more abrupt at this moment, making people's hair stand on end.

"In addition, No. 6 and I also found that there were traces of ropes stretched out on the table legs in the dining room and on the door handles of the cabinets near the kitchen." Peyman continued, "I don't know why someone would do this deliberately.

Together they can only prevent pedestrians from passing through, and... the dining table seems to be unable to be moved—"

"No, the tables can be moved." Sheldon retorted mercilessly, "There are buttons on the wall of the restaurant. As long as you press them, these tables will move at an extremely fast speed." This is exactly what happened.

A discovery made because of Houston.

"In other words, the murderer took an extremely strong silk thread and tied it to the table legs and cabinets. Since the distance between them was small at one of the positions, the rope would naturally collapse to the ground and would not be seen. However,

As long as you find the right time and push the button, these tables can move immediately. When the rope is stretched straight, it will weave a kind of 'net' effect. As long as people walking in it step into the trap, they will be immediately extremely violent.

The tough rope is trapped in the center, and the outcome can be imagined."

"On the 12th, I'm afraid this is difficult to establish." Houston said coldly, "We can take a look at the central demonstration and make sure again before it's too late, because the layout of the entire restaurant may not be as rigorous as you think."

"Yes, it's this step of reasoning that I'm not sure about." Sheldon agreed, "Then let's see the demonstration."

Following Sheldon's instructions, the shadow in the center of the trial platform turned into dust and dissipated from the air. Immediately, a small restaurant slowly emerged. It was blurry at first, but it became clearer after two or three seconds.

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"Zoom in a little more." Sheldon zoomed in with two fingers and expertly conducted the demonstration in the same way he used to teach experiments at Merlin. "Now, what we see is the junction of the dining room and the kitchen."

The tables and chairs are arranged neatly, and even the tableware is well polished. It is impossible not to believe that this is the thumbnail of a real restaurant.

The picture was enlarged again, and everyone's eyes focused on the legs of the dining table. White lines seemed to be outlined by invisible pens, winding, winding, and knotting on the table legs.

The other end of the rope stretched towards the row of cabinets near the kitchen, and was easily tied tightly before finally falling limply. This confirmed one of Sheldon's previous guesses, but it was only an appetizer.

"We also need to know whether these lines can form a network-like structure that can bind once the positions of the tables and chairs are changed." Sheldon's eyes were fixed on the demonstration table, fascinated.

Unfortunately, although these white lines become tight as the dining table slides, and individually they play a binding role, together they are very stupid.

After all, everyone will avoid extremely sparse lines, right? Even if there are many lines, the disadvantage is concentration. A body like No. 2 can definitely pass this child-like trick without any hindrance.

The scene was very embarrassing for a time.

"If that doesn't work," Houston laughed, "then we might as well proceed to a series of more interesting and straightforward stages. After all, putting the cart before the horse is not a good idea."

"..." Sheldon understood very well that this cannot be concealed after all, "This is very detrimental to some people."

"But it can also help us identify potential suspects more directly." Houston insisted, "For example, our No. 11 is particularly suitable for preparing for this farce."
Chapter completed!