become king in cruel games

Chapter 11 Closed Villa (9) Poisoning

Feng Yu felt more and more that Mr. Neighbor was amazing.

Profilers are a bummer in this puzzle game!

She smiled with interest.

Ye Xiao acted very calmly, and he would only say so many words in front of Feng Yu.

Anyone who is familiar with Ye Xiao knows that he is an indifferent man who can only speak one word except in emergencies.

Feng Yu stretched her waist and gave her a hatch.

Seeing that the woman was a little sleepy, Ye Xiao stood up, his body upright, and touched the ice-blue ring on his hand: "You go to the bedroom to take a nap? I'll guard you?"

Feng Yu shook her head, and she waved her hand: "No, I'm sorry to sleep in your room. It's not a big problem if you don't sleep all night. I think someone will be killed soon."

Everyone has to be careful. In the apocalypse, don’t trust anyone absolutely, even the neighbor you’ve known for five years.

Feng Yu deeply understood this truth, and Mr. Neighbor still needed to observe and observe.

"Ah! Don't come here!"

"do not come!"

"Help! Help! Help me!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the saw sawing through the iron door was mixed with a woman's scream, and all the players woke up.

No one dared to make a sound.

The murderer has already taken action!
bump!
The sound of breaking glass bottles was heard, and the murderer seemed to be fighting with the victim!

Boom!
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard, and the screams stopped suddenly!

After a while, the sound of shuffling footsteps slowly approached, and the sound of a chainsaw alerted everyone like a reminder.

The huge voice seems to be announcing to everyone - you are next!

This time, the footsteps stopped for a moment inconspicuously in front of Feng Yu's room door.

Then, the footsteps slowly faded away.

Ye Xiao, who was standing in front of the door, turned around and said, "The steps were slow and dragging. The murderer did not want to leave complete footprints."

"Judging from the heavyness of his footsteps, the opponent seems to have a heavy frame, like a man, or maybe the weapon is too heavy."

Feng Yu nodded: "The murderer wore small leather shoes. Except for the middle-aged man, no one seemed to be wearing leather shoes... Could it be that the leather shoes were taken from the basement? Why did the murderer stop in front of my room?"

Ye Xiao crossed her arms and said, "That woman wearing a mask is more likely, and I'll find out when I go out tomorrow."

Thinking of something, Feng Yu raised her head and looked at Ye Xiao's star-like eyebrows:

"Mr. Ye, if Raven can help me, maybe... I can find the murderer tomorrow."

"I thought of a way to catch the murderer 100%."

Somehow, they never heard the murderer return.

……

Early the next morning.

Feng Yu and Ye Xiao did not see anyone coming out when they left the room. The door of the floral skirt had a huge hole, and the messy scene inside could be vaguely seen through the gap.

A head slowly poked out from the gap in the room next to it. It was the slightly childish face of the sunny boy: "Who is dead?"

The frightened young man stuttered a bit when he spoke.

Ye Xiao watched quietly from the side.

"The woman in the floral skirt." Feng Yu pushed open the damaged and dilapidated door.

The vase on the table had long been broken, water stains were all over the floor, and the self-defense knife and fork fell into the water stains.

The long, water-stained footprints extended all the way to the room's toilet door.

The door of the toilet was violently opened, and the woman in the floral skirt was lying there quietly. There was no wound on her body.

The players in the room heard the sound, and they all ran out to watch from a distance.

The middle-aged man shouted at Feng Yu indiscriminately: "Why do you check the scene first? Are you the murderer?"

While everyone was on guard, he had suppressed all the anger from yesterday, and now he released it all.

He really couldn't control his emotions.

Feng Yu turned around slowly, with a smile on her face: "I stayed with Mr. Ye last night, at least our identities can be confirmed."

"What about you? I don't believe that a domestic violence man doesn't have the tendency to kill..."

"So why do you always doubt me? Is it to escape your suspicion?"

Ye Xiao, who silently searched the scene, nodded in acquiescence to all this.

Feng Yu's smile was like a blow to the middle-aged man's head. The pain of being kicked away was still vivid in his mind, which made him speechless.

The doctor on the side clenched his clothes tightly in silence.

Feng Yu tested the pulse of the woman in the floral skirt and confirmed that she had no heartbeat, so she called the doctor again: "Did this lady die of cyanide poisoning?"

The doctor wearing gloves nodded after checking: "Maybe it's cyanide, or maybe it's something we've never seen before."

Ye Xiao took a look and confirmed the general process: "The deceased was about 25 years old, a workaholic, and lived on the third floor of our residential building. Before his death, he lost a fight with the murderer, dropped his weapon, and fled to the toilet."

This woman once threw a vase at the murderer, but the agile murderer dodged it.

"The murderer covered the victim's mouth. The victim later gave up resistance due to fear and weakness. The murderer threw away the chainsaw and chose to kill her with poison."

"The murderer is cautious."

Very strange.

Poisoning is a relatively neat killing method that does not leave too many traces.

But wouldn’t it be more convenient to use a chainsaw?

Ye Xiao left the room and checked the murderer's footprints along the way: "The murderer may have been wearing leather shoes brought from the basement, and the footprints were blurred on purpose."

The tunnel behind the huge painting was also cleared, leaving no footprints.

Then Ye Xiao's eyes fell on the glowing electric saw in the corner of the hall on the first floor.

(End of this chapter)