Mage Joan

"Fine sand and dried rose petals, this is the "Sleep" cast material!" Thomas gritted his teeth, "No wonder Mr. Achi and my servant are inexplicably falling asleep, the assassin is probably an arcane spellcaster!"

"Wait first! Although I'm not a mage, I still have some understanding of arcane art. The magical upper limit of ring 1 "sleep" is very low. It is reasonable to say that it is impossible to stun senior rogues like Achi, at most. He just yawned two times." Xiao Miao questioned.

Qiao An glanced at Catwoman and said, "Sister Miao, I'm afraid you don't know enough about arcane art. Indeed, 1 ring of "sleep" is not enough to hypnotize, but 3 ring of deep sleep 'It's different. This spell is an all-round enhanced version of'Sleep', and the casting material used is exactly the same as'Sleep', which is also fine sand and dried rose petals."

Xiao Miao froze for a moment, and was about to ask, but was interrupted by Rebecca's cheers.

"He woke up! Little Jack woke up!"

The crowd gathered around Little Jack quickly, quizzing about who he was stabbed with, and whether he could see the other person's appearance.

Little Jack lay on the ground, rubbing his neck with no trepidation until the people were quiet before speaking.

"That bald man wanted to kill me."

"What baldness?" Thomas asked in surprise.

"Accurately, it's the guy with a declining hairline, the mage who mixed with you during the day." Little Jack replied sullenly.

"Are you talking about Martin? This is bullshit!" Thomas froze as he spoke, and looked back at Joan with difficulty. "That's weird, where is Martin?"

"He didn't come over at all." Joan whispered, "Here are only seven of us, but he didn't come."

Without saying a word, Thomas hurried out of the chalet and ran back gasping two minutes later, his face ugly.

"Martin is not in the guest room, and the servants do not know where he went."

"Sister Meow, you just said that the murderer might be among us. Does this include Martin?" Edward asked casually.

"I know what you are doubting, but the existing evidence does not support your suspicion." Xiao Miao solemnly said, "The footprints of the seven of us in the fire room, except Martin's footprints!"

"That is to say, Mr. Smith has no suspicion of assassinating Jake, and in fact he has no motivation to do so." Rebecca said to herself.

"How do you explain the petals and fine sand falling on the ground?" Edward insisted. "It is only eight of us who know that Jack is imprisoned here, and of all of us, only Martin can play 3 rings of "deep sleep." "

"You can't doubt him just because of this, otherwise how can you explain that there is no footprint on the scene?" Xiao Miao retorted.

"Haha..." Little Jack suddenly laughed strangely. "You fools, don't you know that there is a 3-ring spell called "flying"?"

"What do you mean?" Thomas glared at Jack.

"Nothing else, just to remind you, our old friend Mr. Martin, is not as honest as you think, he has made sufficient preparations to kill me, but fortunately, my life is hard, otherwise there will be no chance to You reveal the truth!"

Jack seemed to be in a state of inexplicable excitement, his eyes burning and his smile twisted.

He struggled to sit up and found that his hands and feet did not listen to him, he had to give up in sorrow and shouted, "Hey, white mouse! Although you slept like a dead mouse at that time, but at the moment when I was awakened , At least you should see the back of the assassin?"

Ache reluctantly nodded.

"Then did you see how he escaped from this room? Hee hee... Did he go, or did he fly?" Little Jack was overwhelmed.

"It seems to be flying out." Ah Chi reluctantly replied, "I vaguely remember that his feet didn't touch the ground, his back was facing me, and he just floated out like this."

"Even if the assassin blessed'flying', wouldn't it prove that he must be Mr. Smith?"

Rebecca doesn't want to believe

The companion who fought side by side turned out to be an assassin and a ghost.

"Yeah, you still refuse to face reality, which is really ridiculous." Little Jack yawned lazily. "For your entanglement, I sent out my kindness and provided another piece of evidence. ."

"If you really have evidence, just say it out, and be less circled!" Thomas said angrily.

"That Martin, this is not the first time I have met him."

"When he was on the Wild Boar Island, he and another little mage... well, it was the thin and tall man opposite."

Martin pouted at Edward.

"The two of them broke into my cabin and were teased by me. As a result, Martin's guy was scared and guilty. He smelled sweaty and wet his pants. I still remember the smell. "

Little Jack laughed twice, then said:

"You may not know that my nose is very smart, and the smell I smelled will never be confused. The person who tried to murder me tonight, although blessed with "stealth", also cast a spell, but he Entering this room, I immediately smelled a familiar smell and immediately recognized him as the wizard named Martin Smith!"

"So as soon as he showed the knife, I guessed that this guy must have come at me and shouted desperately, finally grabbing the white ratman who was hypnotized by the spell before he cut my neck. , Without me saying, you all know."

"This guy's sense of smell is indeed better than a hound. When he chased me on the wild boar island, it showed this characteristic." Edward said with a sullen face.

"But why did Martin have to dive into the wood room to assassinate Jack in the middle of the night? Why is he doing this?" Thomas asked wonderingly.

"Maybe in revenge for the humiliation on the wild boar island, or maybe because..."

Edward paused for a moment, and finally expressed his conjecture.

"Walter Lee has been abusing Martin for the past eight years. I am Martin instead. I can't bear it now. I have been desperately with the "old owl"."

"Yeah, no matter how weak the cowardly person is, there is a limit to swallowing it. When forced to endure it, it may explode with a crazier murderousness than the abnormal killer like Jack Jr." Thomas said quietly.

"Listening to what you mean, it seems that Martin is not only the murderer who assassinated Jack, but also the suspicion of murdering Master Walter Lee. Is it not so good to make such an arbitrary decision?"

Rebecca's face was ugly.

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