There were seven corpses in total, and they lay down centered on the display case where the 'Vase of Coxman' was placed, just like a strangely shaped flower.
The petals are built with flesh and blood, and the flowers are made of gold and silver.
Under the light, the dazzling scarlet not only did not cover up the brilliance of the 'Xsman's Bottle', on the contrary, the 'Xusman's Bottle' became more dazzling.
People's eyes were firmly locked on the strange and inexplicable scene in front of them.
Videographer lenses are no exception.
Only Qin Ran was different.
His eyes were on Paul Nelson from beginning to end.
He caught the fleeting look of shock and disbelief on the other's face.
He also caught the hidden deep in the opponent's eyes...
greedy!
It was a kind of greed engraved in the bone marrow.
"Damn it!"
"What the hell is going on here?"
"Hurry up! Call again and tell the police what happened here, I need them to come here quickly!"
"Everything that happened here is already beyond our control."
Pol Nelson roared in a low voice, and then urged the security guard who was also at a loss.
These security guards who guard the night at the museum are fine with some small things, but they are really powerless in the face of a murder case.
They grew up in a peaceful atmosphere, except for the funeral, this was probably the first time they saw a corpse.
Moreover, I saw so many at once.
"Okay, okay."
While stammering, several security guards ran out staggeringly.
Looking at the panicked backs of the security guards, Pol Nelson couldn't help sighing, then turned to look at Eckerd.
"They were really terrified."
"Me too, I feel cold all over my body."
"Sorry, Eckerd, as much as I want to go on, this interview has to end..."
"Why did it end?"
Qin Ran's hoarse and low-pitched words interrupted what Pole Nelson could call calm and even personable words in the face of danger.
Immediately, everyone looked at Qin Ran.
"Your Excellency 2567, it is no longer suitable for shooting."
"I'm sorry for leaving halfway, but the circumstances are special..."
"Is it special?"
"That's not what they say."
Paul Nelson's patient explanation was once again interrupted by Kieran.
"Please don't mess around!"
Pol Nelson, who was continuously interrupted, frowned, as if he was angry, but Kieran could see clearly that what was in the other party's eyes was not anger, but dodge and fear.
On hearing 'them', such emotions become clear and profound.
"They are greedy people ruled by laziness."
"They told me they were tempted!"
"They may have a chance to get some immediate benefits"
"They told me they stepped into a trap!"
"In the end, they will die of their own greed."
"They told me that it was the one who seduced them that made them die!"
Kieran repeated Paul Nelson's words, and used 'they' as answers one by one.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"You deceitful psychic!"
"Get out of my museum!"
This time, Pol Nelson didn't frown anymore, he yelled at Kieran furiously.
"Of course I'm leaving."
"But they will stay."
With a hoarse voice, Qin Ran pointed to the corpse on the ground, and his body began to twist strangely, like a 'snake' standing upright after coiling up a snake formation.
The snake watched its prey with cold eyes.
'It' spit out the letter gently.
Then…
Hiss hiss.
The hiss of the snake suddenly rang out.
Poul Nelson seemed to have seen something, his face turned pale, and he staggered back again and again.
"not me!"
"I didn't kill you!"
"I just hired you guys to steal the 'Xsman Bottle'!"
"It has nothing to do with me."
"It's all 'Xsman's bottle'!"
"That's right!"
"It bewitched me!"
"This is the bottle of doom!"
Amid the hasty and sharp shouts, Pol Nelson fell to the ground, and the old curator stepped back repeatedly with his hands on the ground.
The originally decent attire has long since become messy and embarrassing.
The seemingly sincere and kind face was distorted to the point of unsightly.
Qin Ran stopped.
He quietly looked at Paul Nelson who had fallen into a hypnotic hallucination.
This time, he had enough time to arrange everything, and he could achieve better results without resorting to murderous intent.
In fact, after meeting with Pol Nelson in advance, Qin Ran was sure that something was wrong with the other party, and then contacted the little commotion during the ticket purchase, Qin Ran did not think that these were all coincidences.
He doesn't believe in coincidences.
Things that happen in the same place must be related.
Didn't find the 'common ground', just didn't find it.
In the Yucheng Museum, the common ground is really easy to find.
What else is there besides 'The Bottle of Xxman'
What would it be to link those malicious glances and early-meet Pol Nelson with the 'Xxman Bottle' as a common denominator
steal!
Alibi!
These answers almost flooded into Kieran's mind.
Therefore, when in the cafe, Kieran deliberately looked at the museum.
The tremor of the little finger, and the incessant mention of 'bad luck', were hints again and again.
When these cues were triggered, it was like dynamite being ignited, and it exploded directly.
For this, Qin Ran thanked the female hypnotist Nuna from the bottom of his heart.
If it wasn't for the reminder of the other party's "music and dance", he would never have thought of integrating hypnosis and suggestion into his life so quickly.
After all, Kieran has long been accustomed to another way of fighting.
Even if he is sealed, it is difficult for his way of thinking to switch to the forced choice in front of him in the first place.
However, judging from the current situation, the effect is really good.
Kieran looked at Paul Nelson, who kept shirking responsibility and making excuses for himself, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Some people always wear a mask of hypocrisy and accuse people who are the same as him.
Because, this can not only cover up itself.
It can also make yourself appear extremely noble.
Even if it is exposed, it will not wake up, but start to accuse more people.
For such a person, Kieran is dismissive.
The faint sound of the police siren brought the film crew who had witnessed everything in front of them back to their senses.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Everything changed so fast that the makeup artist couldn't react.
Poul Nelson, who obviously entered the museum with them, turned out to be a criminal
No one answered.
The rest of the camera crew is the same as the makeup artist.
However, when they saw the policemen in uniforms rushing in, people still breathed a sigh of relief.
"it's over!"
Eckerd said softly.
Qin Ran shook his head and pointed to the corpse on the ground.
"Finish?"
"No, it's just the beginning."
"They..."
"Told me more!"
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