Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 761: Who is the murderer 9

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Ning Shu suspected that the person who was killed was killed without consciousness, and the people in the room with her did not feel it. Maybe everyone in the room was asleep.

Ning Shu moved his nose, and did not smell anything in the room. After checking everywhere, he found that there was a pile of fine ash at the foot of the wall behind the door, in sections.

Someone lighted incense in the house.

Ning Shu smeared a little dust on the tip of his nose and smelled it, but there was no smell at all, it was really not at all.

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

"Tibetan incense." The uncle said lightly.

Ning Shu was a little surprised. Cangxiang Ningshu had heard of it. This kind of incense didn't smell at all. Cang was meant to be hidden and couldn't smell the slightest smell.

But this incense has a powerful soothing effect. Legend has it that when Hua Tuo used Tibetan incense to cure Guan Yu's bones, Guan Yu didn't feel any pain at all. During the scraping, he could drink and eat meat, talk, laugh, and play chess.

Everyone in the room slept to death, but the people who were killed were unaware.

Ning Shu walked into the two girls who were shrinking in the corner of the Kang, stretched out her 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, it must have been cleaned.

Tibetan scent is very rare, the work is cumbersome, and it belongs to the kind of secret recipe that has been lost, and there is no such thing on the market.

Rare things must be expensive, too expensive.

This kind of thing can still appear this kind of thing

749 moved to Ning Shu's side and said, "Except for the dead Pan Chen, Fan Junyang is the richest in this group."

Ning Shu glanced at Fan Junyang, who was full of blood. He sat down on the ground, leaning against the wall.

All signs indicate that Fan Junyang is the most suspicious.

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

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

"I'm coming." 749 said.

The strength of 749 was so great that he carried the bundled corpses and went downstairs.

The uncle said to Fan Junyang: "Gather everyone in the hall."

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

Ning Shu followed the uncle and got out of the hall. The old lady in the hall looked at the corpse in the yard, mumbling about committing evil.

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

"Let's go, please, I don't want your money, or your accommodation fee." The old woman held her cane, her expression of panic and fear formed a sharp contrast with Xiao Lan 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 death of the person.

Among the group of people, only Xiao Lan was truly fearless.

Fan Junyang called everyone down, and the hall was full of people, and everyone trembled with fear.

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

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

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

"I would rather walk than stay in such a place, there are ghosts here, I really can't stand it." Fan Junyang's voice changed his tone, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

"You got something and brought it here, and you said there was a ghost here." The old woman was sticking her cane with an angry look on her face.

Xiao Lan pulled the corner of the old woman's clothes and said, "Grandma, it's snowing outside now, how do you let them go?"

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

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

I haven't come back for a whole night, and it's already bad luck.

Many people put their eyes on the tall, upright, abstinent uncle, with anticipation.

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

"I think Fan Junyang is most suspicious." Lu Shanshan said.

749 immediately choked: "I said you still have a suspicion. Tell me about everything."

"Are you a man, as careful 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 was disgusting."

Lu Shanshan looked at 749 with a strong murderous look in her eyes, but considering that the uncle was still around, she was depressed, and turned her head to not look at the annoying 749.

"I didn't kill anyone, and I have no reason to kill. I am the president of the Chinese Painting Agency. If something happened to the members, my responsibility is the greatest." Fan Junyang blushed anxiously. The blood on his face was dry, black and red. one slice.

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

Fan Junyang's face showed deep bitterness.

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

The most important task now is to survive. All the thirty-two members of the Chinese Painting Agency have died. Ning Shu looked at the old woman and Xiaolan and tried to recall the plot. The members died. What about these two people

There are not many plots for these two people, and the plot is not known how many reincarnations this time, the plot has been completely changed.

Ning Shu couldn't help scratching his head. If he caught the murderer, what would he do? Kill the murderer

The task this time is to end infinite reincarnation, but how to end it

From the very beginning, we kept looking for the murderer, but the murderer was not found. On the contrary, more and more people died. This murderer was so fascinating.

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

So what about the motive, is it fun to kill? !

Ning Shu thought to himself, a group of people lived in their own home, why did they want to kill all of them

Asking for money

If it is really this pair of grandparents, there are pineapple flowers, and if 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? But killing everyone, is it because they are afraid of being discovered, and simply killing everyone.

Ning Shu's mind was really chaotic.

The logic doesn't make sense.

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

Everyone looked at the crazy girl in a daze, and the girl still giggled.

"Liu Manman..."

"The one she killed..."

Everyone immediately moved away from her.

The crazy look on Liu Manman's face was a little unstoppable.

The uncle said impatiently: "Tied up, take turns watching."

(End of this chapter)