Cannon Fodder Counterattack Investigation System

"Xiao Mu, why don't you go to bed so late?"

"Yeah, you can only rest after working all day and most of the night, aren't you tired?"

Two shirtless long-term workers lay down on the Datong bunk, patted Mu Qijun in the middle, and beckoned him to come and sleep.

The corners of Mu Qijun's mouth twitched twice, and he laughed dryly: "Hehe...You guys sleep, I'm not sleepy..."

"Why aren't you sleepy? You've been working all day moving around today! Come and sleep!" the workers warmly invited again.

When Mu Qijun saw Wang Han who was sitting alone at the table, he seemed to have found a savior, "You see, Wang Han is not sleepy, I am really not tired..."

Wang Han turned his head to glance at the three of them when he heard the words, then turned his head back without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

Although Wang Han's life in Yunlanxuan was longer than Mu Qijun's, he was withdrawn and never interacted with others, and he was born tall and big, so other long-term workers were a little jealous of him.

So the two workers talked about other things, "Actually, I'm not very sleepy. Although I'm a little tired today, when I go out, Manager Zhang pays me enough wages. I'm happy! I can't sleep either!"

"Also, if I can give so much money every day, I'd rather be so tired every day!"

The two workers laughed and chatted. Mu Qijun took a basin of clean water and wiped his dirty arms. Something fell out of his sleeve and fell into the basin with a "dong" sound. Mu Qijun saw that it was Zhou Zi. If Ruo gave him the black wooden comb a few days ago, he hurriedly took it out.

The other three people in the room heard the movement and looked over here, and saw Mu Qijun holding an ordinary wooden comb in a daze. After a while, they suddenly heard Mu Qijun's tone strange: "Do you know... Which girl usually likes Koudan painted in bright red?"

The two workers looked at each other, wondering why he asked such a question, Wang Han didn't think about things by himself, and the meaning of the glances he cast was unclear.

Mu Qijun was holding the black wooden comb, and his brows were already tightly frowned.

Just now, he picked up the comb from the water and was about to dry it, when he touched something greasy, curiously put it back into the water and soaked it, only to be sure that it was dried blood! This comb is made of black wood, and the blood stains on it will not be seen after it dries up. He remembers very clearly that Zhou Ziruo said that this is Zhuohua's comb!

The blood on the comb was not enough to indicate the murderer, but after he washed off the layer of blood, he found a small piece of bright red thing that had been covered by the coagulated blood. After identification, he speculated that it was Kodan.

Kodan covered in blood, Kodan's owner... probably the murderer...!

The two workers only said that he missed a woman at night, and laughed ambiguously a few times, and one of them said, "Then why do you need to ask? There is only one person who can paint the whole Yunlan Pavilion in such a vulgar color!"

Another person said: "Brother, your eyesight is not very good. There are so many young, beautiful and sensual girls in front of you every day, but you just want to see the one who has almost been ruined by others!"

"...Abandoned?" Mu Qijun turned around.

The man said: "I also heard from the girls privately about this. It is said that she will not be able to do this job because Mr. Zheng brought friends to play! A few months ago, she had an abortion without telling Mama Yun. She is pregnant with Mr. Zheng's seed..."

"Young Master Zheng?"

"Oh, you may not know him. Mr. Zheng of Zheng Qingtian's family drowned in a wine barrel last month! Zheng Qingtian blocked the news, and outsiders don't know. Speaking of which one of our Yunlanxuan has the most reason to kill Mr. Zheng, of course it was her, but I heard that during the few days when Wu Zuo deduced that Mr. Zheng might be killed, she was with a large group of girls every day, and it was impossible to commit crimes...! Sigh, Zhuohua died like this, I really don’t know Who did it..."

The more Mu Qijun heard it, the more frightened he became, and he asked: "Who are you talking about?"

The two long-term workers looked at him and said in unison: "Who else can it be? Isn't it—"

Yu Chang!

It was her!

Zhou Ziruo hid in the closet and looked at the woman who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, his mouth shut in astonishment.

How could it be her? ? If Yushang killed Zheng Yu and Zhuohua, he used the mantra to Yushang that day and asked her who killed Zheng Yu and who had grudges with Zhuohua, how could she not talk about herself? ?

Yu Chang rummaged around but couldn't find Zhuo Hua's black wooden comb, and her breath became more and more disordered. Zhou Ziruo regretted not putting the comb she brought on the dressing table just now, and she would open the closet sooner or later after going through it like this.

He clenched his hands tightly and got ready, but Yu Chang couldn't find a black wooden comb anywhere, so he sat down on the ground with his head downcast, and after a while he opened the door secretly and left.

So far, it was almost certain that Yu Chang was the murderer, but Zhou Ziruo still couldn't figure it out.

Why is this so? Mantra not working? Yu Chang is just an ordinary woman, and she doesn't know fairy arts, that's impossible!

When he was puzzled, another question popped up in Zhou Ziruo's mind: Why did Yu Chang take off the clothes of the two deceased?

Especially in the case of Zhuohua, when she killed Zhuohua, Zhuohua's clothes should have been wet by the water in the washbasin on the spot. Anyway, she will throw her into the wine barrel later. Is it necessary to take off her clothes to cover up the murder scene? ? Is there any need to take off your clothes?

On the premise that the murderer has already shown his feet, this is really a bit of a dead end, but Zhou Ziruo just can't ignore these two problems, and he never tires of his horns. These two questions were like a circle of stars spinning rapidly around his head, making him dizzy!

why why why…

After scratching his ears and cheeks, he paid close attention to the movement outside the door. Yu Chang probably really left, and Zhou Ziruo came out cautiously after continuing to nest in the closet for a while.

After all, Yushang could escape the monk but not the temple. He planned to go back and think about what he saw just now to straighten out his thoughts.

After leaving Zhuohua's room, Zhou Ziruo walked towards the direction of the stairs in the dark. When he passed a room, the door opened without warning. His heart was pounding.

The dim light of the fire came out from the room, Zhu Sha stood by the door with her back to the light, and the shadow made her look at Zhou Ziruo with anger.

In the small building where the girls lived, men were not allowed to come in and out. Even if Zhou Zi painted himself ugly, he would be a man. No wonder Zhu Sha had a bad complexion.

"Uh...little one..."

But Zhu Sha didn't get angry, but whispered: "Just now you saw Yu Chang coming out of Zhuo Hua's room?"

"what?"

"I asked you if you saw it!"

"I see, I see!" Zhou Ziruo hurriedly whispered, vaguely understanding. Zhu Sha must have heard about the fake news he released in the afternoon. Zhu Sha was Zhuo Hua's best friend during his lifetime, so he was not the only one who was waiting tonight.

Zhu Sha stared at the direction of the stairs with a complicated expression for a while, then ordered Zhou Ziruo: "Come in and tell me." Then she turned and went back to her room.

Zhou Ziruo had no choice but to follow in embarrassingly.

The bedroom of the popular girl is generous, and even the tea is the best Biluochun. Zhu Sha pours a cup of tea for Zhou Ziruo.

The warm tea poured into his belly, which made Zhou Ziruo feel much calmer. He couldn't help but look out of the window, the still branches cast their shadows on the curtains, exuding a breath of complete silence.

...Lu Lixiao...did not come.

Did you forget? What was the delay? or other reasons...

The silence at this moment finally allowed him to calm down and think carefully about what he had just learned.

After learning that Lu Lixiao may have caused these innocent disasters when he came to this strange world, Zhou Ziruo was very conflicted. The shadow cast by Lu Lixiao in his heart shook violently with the explosion of the bomb. , looks so strange! It gave him the illusion that he never knew that person!

If these are true, how did that person manage to face him as if nothing had happened? How to make those intimate actions and say those affectionate words to him with peace of mind?

In a sense, Lu Lixiao killed the real him!

Zhou Ziruo clenched his fists violently, his chest was filled with heavy air, he didn't know whether it was pain or hatred. Two faces of Lu Lixiao appeared in his mind, one was smiling at him lazily and jokingly as always, and the other was gloomy and cold, with eyes full of evil calculations.

Which one is the real him? Did he really know Lu Lixiao?

In his mind at this moment, Lu Lixiao seemed to be split into two people by something!

…Two people…

…Two people? !

Zhou Ziruo was suddenly enlightened, and his thoughts diverged to the two murders. He thought of possible explanations for various unreasonable phenomena: the murderers of the two murders were two people!

The reason why Yu Chang never revealed that she killed Zheng Yu under the influence of the mantra is because Zheng Yu was not killed by her in the first place! Not only that, she didn't even know who the murderer of Zheng Yu was! She threw Zhuohua into the wine barrel and took off Zhuohua's clothes in order to imitate the method of killing Zheng Yu, giving people the illusion that the two cases were committed by the same person!

This can explain the strange behavior of Yu Chang! But...she didn't admit any grievances with Zhuohua under the mantra, so why did she kill Zhuohua?

And if she imitates another murderer, isn't she afraid of provoking the other party's troubles and being found by the other party instead?

Who is the other murderer...

"That day…"

Zhou Ziruo's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Zhu Sha who suddenly spoke.

Zhu Sha sat beside the water-red bed curtain, and picked up the rhombic mirror on the head of the bed. Zhou Ziruo vaguely recognized that this Linghua mirror was the same as the shining mirror hidden on his chest at the moment, and he seemed to have seen the same Linghua mirror in Yushang's room.

Zhu Sha asked in a calm and unquestionable tone: "The black wooden comb you dropped outside the Zhuohua Gate...is Zhuohua's comb."

Zhou Ziruo's heart suddenly clicked.

Zhu Sha raised her eyebrows to look at herself in the mirror, and used her little finger to apply lip balm on her plump lips. Her lazy and careless demeanor was completely different from her usual stern and irritable expression.

"I heard... You went to Uncle Zhang's place in the afternoon, and checked our record of receiving guests during the time when Zhuohua's accident happened?"

Zhou Ziruo's nerves tensed up, and a certain idea took shape in his mind.

Zhu Sha put down the mirror, and the corners of her enchanting eyes turned to him.

Zhou Ziruo stretched out his hand to pump Buli from his boots, but the sudden exhaustion made him weak all over, and he fell straight from the stool to the ground.

Before he fell down, he saw the cup of tea on the table with thick shadows under the candlelight, and the smile on the lips that were cinnabar and blood red.

"Did you check back a few days, did you see that the last night Zheng Yu came to Yunlanxuan, the person who accompanied him...was me?"

The author has something to say: I'm sorry that the update started last Thursday, something happened at home, and I didn't come back until Tuesday

I have been a little tired and busy for the past few days after I came back, so I will resume updating from today