Merlin did nothing now. He looked quietly and motionlessly at the wooden bow hanging above his head. The cold light fell from the top of the restaurant, and for some reason it seemed half a bit lighter, illuminating several parts of the wooden bow.

A wisp of light and shadow that should not have appeared in the first place.

"This is [induction]." Merlin reminded Marquez in the child's sea of ​​consciousness, "I don't know why he did this now. But generally speaking, this can make people calm down and look at it more rationally.

question."

"Well...!" Marquez was about to respond, but was lifted up by a gentle force. He turned around and found Sheldon holding a wand with a smile on his lips.

"Don't run around, pay attention to your own safety..." Sheldon stepped forward and wanted to explain to Merlin how important this was. It was precisely because of this that he discovered the abnormal wooden bow on Merlin's head.

.

This is...a mark made with a rope! The dark lines on it are definitely not the texture they should have originally, because some white wood chips have been pressed out...

Sheldon quickly observed the position and structure of the wooden bow more carefully. What was shocking was that, as Merlin had seen before, this wooden bow was probably... the one that fired the knife.

tool!

This is a great improvement! Sheldon's brows first relaxed, then wrinkled, and finally regained his composure, leading Merlin to walk towards where Peyman was.

"No. 1, look, I found a piece of white rope. Let's see if it can be used..." Martin said hesitantly, fearing to cause trouble to his immediate boss, "I found a piece of tape on the table leg.

Marks from the rope."

"Well." Peiman was slowly untying the rope hanging the body. After all, it was scary to have this man hanging all the time. "Then what?"

Payman turned back and twisted his slender fingers skillfully, as if he didn't hear what Martin said.

"There are the same marks on the door handle of the restaurant, which may be related to this murder-"

Bang! The corpse fell to the ground! The knot was quickly untied by Peiman. She did not reach out to catch it and let it fall to the ground. Because the dead person may also be the murderer, and the life and death of the [murderer] will not affect the entire game.

progress.

A photo flew out from the gap between No. 2's clothes, and by chance, Martin picked it up and caught it. There were two people in the photo, one was the deceased himself, and the other seemed to be someone between them.

a woman in.

"No. 11, who is he to you?" Immediately, Martin turned his head and looked at the other person with half suspicion and half interest, "Why are he and you in the same photo?"

The photo is very new and smooth. It has obviously been well preserved. There are still mottled bright spots on it. It seems that a small protective spell has been applied, but now it is slowly dissipating due to the lack of magic power supply.

Martin picked up the photo between his index and middle fingers and shook it twice in front of No. 11's eyes, with a slight smile in his eyes and a slight curve in the corner of his mouth: "Friend? Colleague? Or..."

"This has nothing to do with you." No. 11 drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, his throat bulged like a cormorant, and finally swallowed stiffly, "Mind yourself."

"Uh... I just, really just want to ask..." Martin hit a wall again, and now he really wanted to die.

"No. 11, let me ask you, what is his relationship with you?" Peyman naturally took the photo from Martin and saw the two figures on it, "It should be a very close relationship...

....”

"Uh..." No. 11 pursed his lips and gently put the tea cup on the table, his face was ashen, "He and I..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. It seems like there is a good relationship between you two..." Peiman paused and then said, "I hope his death will not bring you too much grief."

"Um, um... ok, thank you..." No. 11 turned away, not knowing whether it was worry or something else in his eyes, "I understand..."

The body has been roughly inspected, and apart from the stab wounds and the photos, there is nothing else worth noting.

Now, everyone is eager to know: what is the method of killing, what is the process of killing, and who is the murderer. Because it is related to the life and death of all of them.

Peiman now holds the white string that Martin handed him in his hand. He can't help but compare the marks on the table legs and cabinet door handles with his eyes, and he is lost in thought.

At this time, Sheldon and Merlin happened to come over. Of course, the little guy's face didn't look very good. After all, it would be embarrassing for anyone to be held up like this. You know, Marquez is not the only one who lives in this body.

"Any new discoveries?" Peiman turned around and waved the white string towards the other party, indicating that this was a new clue. "We have almost finished analyzing the condition of the corpse, mainly stab wounds.

There were no obvious wounds on other parts of the deceased’s body.”

"Yeah." Sheldon just nodded, looking calm, "That's almost it. Are there any other clues?"

"Does this photo count?" Martin reminded in a low voice as he poked the photo in Peyman's hand with his finger.

"What photo—" the voice stopped abruptly.

Sheldon looked at this photo in disbelief. The man and woman in it were smiling like flowers. There was no disharmony at all. It could even be seen from some of the more subtle movements above that the relationship between the two was even greater than what most people thought.

Go one step further.

"Asshole!" Sheldon could only squeeze out these two words from his mouth, anger flying from between his teeth.

"What's wrong?" Peiman looked at him in confusion, "Any clues?"

"Take a final look. It won't be too late to speak directly to the trial meeting." Sheldon's tone was as solid as ice, "But... this is also a personal choice... what else

Any clues?"

"There should be only that part of the strangulation mark, and the rest is really nothing..." Martin repeated helplessly, "but the method of committing the crime is not clear."

Sheldon followed the traces pointed out by Martin and examined them carefully. His eyes became sharper and could cut the table legs in front of him into pieces.

Ding! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

"Everyone! Can you hear me?" Barbatos' voice came from nowhere and sounded very hollow. "Have you had a good time collecting clues? I believe that through your efforts, everyone has found a rough idea, right?

?So......"

【Set up the judgment seat.】

In an instant, a black spot exploded out of thin air from the middle of the restaurant, and layers of space ripples were washed away. The originally immovable dining table was now no more than a piece of white paper as thin as a cicada. They all swept together in a strange way.

The brush floated up and finally stuck to the gray-black wall of the restaurant.

Oh! All the lights above people's heads were dimmed, replaced by crystal blue flames rising in the air.

Bang! The center of the restaurant that had just been emptied suddenly lowered with the creaking sound of gears, and was replaced by a tall wooden debate stage. There were a total of fourteen stations and one leather seat on the stage, all with black fences on them.

The numbers respectively represent the fourteen people who entered the dream world, and the host of the dream world, Barbatos.

"Then, please move." Barbatos's voice was faintly visible, and with the flickering of shadows, the limp puppet reappeared, condescendingly looking down at everyone in the audience from his seat, "I...will...

Be your witness...whether it's fraud, refutation, or nonsense...cluck!"

【Everyone takes the lead.】

Merlin was still too young, so he was finally lifted to the center of the platform by Sheldon's spell. Of course Barbatos was not that careless. As soon as the little guy stood up, the platform automatically floated up, lifting everyone to a similar height.

"Everyone has their own opinion, but there is only one vote, so please treat it carefully. If one person is identified as the murderer by more than half of the members, then the final decision will be made as usual."

【The truth always remains in the cracks of time.】

Of the fourteen people, there are now only eleven left. After this trial, at least one more will be eliminated.

"Then," the eyes of the puppet sitting in the seat suddenly changed from being distracted to extremely clear, "then let's get started... cluck, cluck, cluck!"

[Look for traces, identify clues, and make life-related arguments.]

"If it is determined to be successful, we will naturally proceed to the next step." Barbatos said with a hint of teasing in his voice, "If it fails...no need to say more."

【The trial begins!】

In an instant, radiance spread everywhere, and white lamps popped out from nowhere, pouring all of themselves on everyone's heads!
Chapter completed!