Junk Rat

Chapter 136: Who is the murderer

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When the car was quiet, I jumped on the seat, so only I saw the weapon on her back.

Su Zhan was taken aback, and subconsciously touched it back: "I put the weapon in my belt, who stole it?"

I said, "Stop acting. You were going to stay in the magic city, and then follow. To be honest, I suspected you a long time ago."

Ming Han said, "Yes, how could you find us if we went on the highway and circled so many roads?"

Su Zhan was silent for a while, and said frankly: "Whether you believe it or not, I didn't kill Quiet, why should I kill her? You give me a reason. Also, if I killed it, why should I kill her? The weapon stays on her. Didn’t this tell everyone that I killed the silence?"

I had thought of this a long time ago. If Su Zhan killed Quiet, he would naturally not be so stupid to leave his weapon behind.

Ming Han and I looked at each other, and Ming Han slowly shook our heads: "Su Zhan didn't kill the silence."

I asked Su Zhan: "When did you see your weapon."

Su Zhan recalled carefully, and said: "I used a weapon to pry the cans last night, and later... Then I put it on the small dining table between the two rows of seats..." He patted his head, "By the way, I put it on the small dining table Forgot to bring it back."

I looked at Ming Han: "Who do you think will kill Quiet?"

Ming Han pondered for a while: "It's not you, it's not me, it's not Su Zhan, it's not Zhuo Huina, it's not Hu Xiaoyun, it's not Nalan Mibei..."

I raised my hand and interrupted Ming Han's words: "Naran Mibe's suspicion cannot be ruled out."

"Why?" Ming Han's mind turned quickly, and then said, "Oh, you think she said,'Why did you commit suicide quietly?' So you doubt her."

I said little by little, "That's the case. She hasn't figured it out yet. She said that being quiet is suicide. Isn't this trying to mislead everyone?"

Ming Han muttered, "But Nalan Mibei, what motive does she have to kill? She wants to kill quietly?"

Su Zhan said, "Nalan Mibei is so slender and half a head shorter than the quiet sister. Where can she kill her?"

I said, "This is weird. Quiet Zai Mo joined us alone. Before that, she didn't know anyone. We were together for a few days, and she couldn't offend her.

Who is that? "

Su Zhan said: "And she is so nice."

Ming Han scratched his scalp: "It's really strange."

I thought for a while, and suddenly said, "No matter who killed Quiet, I'm afraid his real goal is not Quiet."

Ming Han stared at me: "Why do you say that?"

I said: "Quiet is of little importance in the team, and it is good to everyone. This person kills quiet, mostly to create panic and destroy the entire team."

Ming Han said: "Killing quiet people must be in our team, but if the team is gone, what good will it do for him?"

I thought to myself, "Who can be sure that the murderer must be ours?"

Ming Han said, "Could the murderer be Du Mingzhe? He had killed people before."

Su Zhan rushed and said, "I think it must be him, hey, perverted killer."

I shook my head: "Except for the four of us, everyone is suspected."

Su Zhan said: "Which four?"

I said, "You are not included."

Su Zhan said with anger, "Didn't all my suspicions be ruled out?"

I said: "Who knows, do you mean the truth is the fictitious, and the truth is the fictitious?"

Su Zhan stopped talking.

I drew out the weapon sticking to Quiet's back, thought for a while, and still gave it to Su Zhan, warning him: "Don't lose it."

Ming Han picked up the shovel: "Buy Silence first, Su Zhan, go back and keep your mouth tight. You are not allowed to disclose our conversation to anyone."

Su Zhan grabbed the shovel: "I'll dig. Don't worry, my mouth is tight."

After burying Quiet, Su Zhan found a wooden stick and awkwardly carved the words "The Tomb of Quiet" on it.

His move swept away my last doubts about him.

On the way back, I said, "Su Zhan, how did you think of setting up a monument for Quiet?"

Su Zhan sighed with emotion: "For our dead people, we must always maintain some respect." He raised his head slightly, "I always think, no matter how humble we live, we must look up to something."

Ming Han smiled and said, "Don't be lyrical."

Back in the car, everyone was in the back car and died quietly in the previous car. Everyone seemed to be a little taboo.

I made a gesture and asked Lewis to continue driving, and Lewis took Chen Ge and Wang Dong to the front of the car.

After a while, with the sound of a siren, the wheels clanged, and the green-skinned train started slowly, like an old cow pulling a broken car.

I observed everyone's expressions, Du Mingzhe looked out the car window, his face was gloomy, the same mountain outside, I didn't know what he was looking at. Su Zhan sat beside him.

Zhang Changbing was next to Naran Mibe, the two whispered something, Naran Mibe occasionally smiled.

Zheng Zhiqing and Wu Zeyong sat face to face, Wu Zeyong smoked one by one, Zheng Zhiqing closed his eyes.

Everyone seems to have no doubts.

The green leather train drove for two hours and walked for about thirty kilometers. Suddenly the body fumbled, making a harsh sound, and stopped.

Half of the bag of potato chips Hu Xiaoyun was holding was spilled out.

I lifted the window of the car, stretched out my head, and saw a small station not far in front of the car. The name of the station was engraved on a stone sign—Anshun Station.

I asked loudly: "Chen Ge, Wang Dong, why did Lewis brake suddenly?"

Chen Ge stretched his head from the front of the car: "A group of goats crossed the railway and hit one to death. Haha, everyone roasts the whole lamb tonight!"

Zhang Changbing stood up at once: "It's great, I'm tired of eating canned food!"

Nalan Mibei smiled and said, "Seeing you are so greedy, you have fresh lamb to eat."

We got out of the car and walked to the front of the car. A big ram fell on the railway. Chen Ge and Wang Dong raised their front and back legs and asked me, "Boss Xiaoqiang, where can I get it?"

Seeing the sky was approaching evening, I pointed to the small station not far ahead and said, "Go there."

The small station in the mountain is silent, like it has been abandoned for a century, and the simple waiting room is covered with cobwebs.

Suddenly, two screams of corpses sounded in the ticket booth. Although there were a lot of us, we still felt a terrible moment.

Chen Ge’s hands and feet were quick and he dragged an old desk, and a big fire started in the waiting room. The sky was getting darker and darker, but after the fire, everyone was settled a lot. sheepskin.

The female corpse trapped in the ticketing room, looking at the flames, kept growling, Du Mingzhe became impatient, kicked the door open, and killed the female corpse.

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