"This" He Congming didn't expect Luo Fei to suddenly want a pistol, and hesitated in his expression.

"Because you are the organizer of this event after all." Luo Fei said his reason. "If Dunbeck is not the murderer, then the murderer is the most likely to be you. I will not agree that the pistol will always be in your hands."

"What about putting it here?" Wu Zhihui nodded and asked.

"If you weren't involved in the gun grab, I would agree." Luo Fei immediately denied the suggestion of putting the gun with Wu Zhihui.

"What you mean is that in this case, no matter where this one is placed, can't you feel at ease?" Zhou Siyu put forward a compromise suggestion at this time. "Then I suggest that after binding Dunbeck, we will flush out the bullets in the pistol through the toilet! In this way, no one has a gun in his hand, so that no one has to worry!"

"Okay! I agree with Zhou Siyu's suggestion." He Congming thought for a while and said.

"How should we distribute the axe?" Wu Zhihui expressed new concerns.

Before, He Congming and Luo Fei had an axe in their hands. Later, when He Congming helped Wu Zhihui seize the gun, he threw his axe onto the stairs.

"We can throw both axes into the fireplace." Luo Fei thought for a while and made a clever proposal. "The wooden axe will be burned by the fire in the fireplace. Even if the metal head is not burned, the murderer cannot take it out and use it to hurt people after it is burned red!"

Because of the "rope" used to save people, it was thrown next to the suitcases of everyone at the door. So Luo Fei and Zhou Siyu first took the "rope" made of curtains, and then Luo Fei and Wu Zhihui tied Deng Beck. Deng Beck was even afraid that Deng Beck could break free, so he tied two dead knots.

Then He Congming removed all the bullets from the pistol in front of everyone, opened the bathroom door, and used the light of the mobile phone to rush all the bullets into the toilet.

Finally, He Congming went up the stairs to pick up the axe that had been thrown on it before, and threw it in with Luo Fei. In order to prevent anyone from hiding bullets, even pistols that had no bullets were thrown into the fireplace together!

"It's always easier now!" After all this, Wu Zhihui took a breath and relaxed slightly.

"I'm really not the murderer! You are doing this to be the murderer's accomplices!" Dunbeck, who was tied up, protested angrily, "If the murderer wants to kill me now, I have no ability to resist!"

"Don't worry!" Seeing that Deng Baker was restrained, He Congming's attitude towards Deng Baker had eased. "We will guard you before dawn. Now everyone has no weapons, so it is impossible to kill you quickly."

After He Congming finished saying this, Luo Fei subconsciously glanced at him. Because he clearly remembered that in the fourth sentence "Guided Rhyme", there was the sentence "It's useless to make repeated guarantees."

"Is He Congming assured Deng Beck his safety now to make the current situation more consistent with the "children rhyme"? But the fake cleverness is really the murderer, and it is too obvious that he did this! Didn't this bring suspicion to himself and make me suspect him?" Luo Fei always felt something was wrong when he thought of this.

If he was playing a script with ordinary difficulty, Luo Fei could now almost directly lock in the convener of this event, that is, He Congming, who has been actively performing, would definitely be the murderer.

"But this script is difficult!" At this time, Luo Fei had a very paranoid feeling because of the difficulty of the script, and he was unwilling to believe that He Congming was the murderer's simple inference.

"But if you are really the murderer, you will not escape the legal sanctions after dawn!" After He Congming finished speaking, Luo Fei added this sentence while thinking to express his indignation at Deng Beck, who is currently most likely to be the murderer.

"It's 24 o'clock now, and there are nearly twenty minutes left." Seeing Luo Fei pondering and not speaking, Zhou Siyu suddenly said, "I have an idea now, let's discuss it for you."

"What's your thought?" Because Zhou Siyu was the one who took the initiative to make the least suggestions, now she took the initiative to make suggestions, Luo Fei immediately put her thoughts on the spot and attached importance to Zhou Siyu's opinions.

"That's each of us's suitcase." Zhou Siyu turned her eyes to the door and said, "When Guan Xiaoxiao died before, each of us had been searched. But my personal suitcase had not been searched. Now, if you search, maybe there might be clues about the murderer inside."

"I agree with Zhou Siyu's statement." He Congming immediately agreed, "Anyway, I'm not the murderer, and I'm not afraid of searching my suitcase.

"Mine is not afraid of searching." As soon as He Congming said just now, it was obvious that anyone who was afraid of searching should be suspected by others, so Wu Zhihui also immediately expressed.

"I also agree with the suggestion of searching suitcases." Luo Fei also nodded. Although he didn't know what was in his suitcase now, he knew that he was not the murderer, so he was not afraid of the suggestion of searching suitcases.

"I'm not afraid of searching!" When Dunbeck, who was tied up, saw that everyone else looked at him, he immediately said frankly, "The secret of my suitcase is 117, you can search me first!"

"What does this 117 mean?" Luo Fei knew that ordinary people's passwords would have some meaning to him.

"I was born on November 6, so the password is set to 117." Dunbeck explained, "that is, it is easy to remember, and it also avoids others trying to try my birthday."

"This is a good way." He Congming nodded and asked people other than Zhou Siyu to go to the door to get their suitcases first.

During this process, Luo Fei deliberately fell behind and did not move. When He Congming and Wu Zhihui both walked behind the door, they observed that as Deng Beck said before, He Congming and Wu Zhihui, who were facing away from him with his suitcase, could not see the movements in their hands now, as Deng Beck said before.

"Why didn't you come to get it?" He Congming asked strangely, who had turned back after getting his suitcase.

"It's okay, I just want to see how much light from the fireplace can shine when you walk to the door." Luo Fei said frankly about this matter, and he didn't want to be suspected by others because of his abnormal behavior.

"So you are still considering the authenticity of Deng Beck's words!" Wu Zhihui said suddenly.

"This shows that his detective ability is indeed higher than you." Dunbeck, who was tied up, still wanted Luo Fei to win over. "You detective enthusiasts should have read many similar novels. Some things do seem incredible, but they are often true in the end!"
Chapter completed!