The woman in the room has been curled up in the corner, and the small and narrow space seems to be covered with a shadow in the air. The small and beautiful chandeliers on the top always felt so beautiful and elegant before, but now they can't feel their warmth. The faint yellowing light makes the woman even more frightened.

'It turns out that wealthy people are not so easy to be so stupid... I really shouldn't have come here!' The woman secretly underestimated herself and unconsciously buried her face deeper.

She regretted it very much, regretted listening to that person's words, regretted greed for that little money, and finally sent herself into such a dangerous situation. Women have never been a very flexible person, just like when they were in the basement, and they couldn't fully understand the reason that the person said no matter how hard they tried.

But under the roof, she had to bow her head, let alone she still had her own difficulties to solve, right?

A woman didn't cry, and it was useless to cry now. Her only advantage was that she could control her tear glands well and prevent them from exposing her worries.

But what is the use of this advantage? If it is pressed on a strong woman, it would be a good idea to say something. But now it is pressed on a useless woman like her, it is simply the shell of a lantern, and it will be broken at all!

'well……'

Sighing in my heart, the woman has maintained this position for a long time, her hands and feet are already numb and she is about to lose consciousness.

There were always voices outside, some were very clear, some were not so clear, and women really wanted to hear what they were planning!

She still can't fully believe that there was a horrible murder in this house. It must be the detective and the other party who cooperated with the hostess to act. She was restricted from her movement since the beginning of the morning and was waiting for someone's orders.

So she didn't see any corpse or smell any rotten smell. 'Maybe the hostess just wanted her to be a corpse to entertain everyone? Those horror novel lovers are crazy in their minds, who knows what they will do!' The woman thought.

Regret cannot bring any help. The woman has to find a way to protect herself no matter what. So she began to move her body, endured the sudden burst of stinging pain, and moved towards the door.

She didn't use it to leave, but crawled on the carpet. The sound of clothes and socks rubbing against the carpet was very slight and could not be heard outside, but the woman was still trembling with fear.

From time to time, I looked back at the only two uncontrollable places in the room: one was the obvious entrance and exit of the air duct next to the ceiling light, and the other was under the dark bed (this is also why she dared not stay in the bed. No matter how she looked under the bed, she felt very scary. Perhaps when she was not paying attention, a real corpse or a "devil" came out).

Unable to control his desire to turn around, the woman did not notice that she had climbed to the door and hit the door panel with a "bang". The sound was not very loud, but the woman was still so scared that she was out of her mind.

Taking a deep breath to calm down your pounding heart, the woman carefully puts her ears close to the door panel-

"Bang bang! Bang bang bang!!"

The sound of strong knocking on the door suddenly sounded in the woman's ear, as if she was hit by a sharp sword. The woman's body suddenly bounced back and fell on the carpet. A scream that was still overflowing was suppressed in her throat with all her strength. The woman hurriedly covered her lips with her hands.

"Xiaomi, are you okay? Come out, it's too dangerous to be alone!!"

"We must be with Mr. Criminal Police!! Believe me! Don't be willful anymore!! I will arrange yours!"

The sound outside sounded sincere, but the woman in the room didn't believe it at all. She was a liar, and the woman now thought this unswervingly.

The body that collapsed on the ground cheered up again and moved back back to its original position little by little. Then it retracted back to its original appearance.

Then he glanced uncontrollably under the bed. The woman saw a small shadow, very small, like part of the body of a small household insect.

She was not afraid of this kind of insect, so she leaned over to see it clearly.

This time, there was no fear. It was really a little black worm. I didn't know where I crawled out, or I was moving under the bed.

As if he saw a small companion, the woman thought: ‘At least it is a companion without danger…’

Slowly, the small head got closer and closer, and trying to draw warmth and security from the small black hard shell creature is something that women would never think of in their daily lives...

Time passed by minute by minute, and the woman seemed to fall in love with the feeling of hiking under the bed. After a few minutes, I don’t know why? The woman’s body suddenly shook! Then there was a dead silence.

The single bed covered with elegant sheets maintained its beautiful and clean appearance. The edge of the sheet was slightly raised, and under the sheet, the woman's body was lying there motionless.

Her head was hidden under the bed, as if she was going to pick something from under the bed, but her hands were not normally supported on both sides of her body, but were soft on the carpet, with clear joints and frostbite left by doing housework.

There seemed to be a voice echoing in the void: "I will not be a maid for the rest of my life. I want to realize my dreams, have a lot of money, and have the envious eyes of my hometown. 1-2-3, you are all queuing up, and I have found a shortcut...'

The sound kept echoing, becoming lighter and lighter, completely opposite to the liquid gradually spreading under the bed. The liquid extends from the light shadow to the bright place, becoming more and more reddish...

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The poppy flowers in the room were already in full bloom, but none of the people outside walked away; Yun Yeyao was about to approach the place where the evening tide came, and there was a beautiful woman flying in the wind in her skirt; the spyer in the dark had no ability to dig out the heart of the poppy flowers, so who was the black hand under the bed? Where did he come from!

The fourth corpse, the fourth victim, our excellent actor and forensic doctor have not discovered her yet. At this moment, the actor is working hard to save the life of the fifth victim. Although everything he saw was vague, his intuition told him that the person was where the waves came.

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In the living room

Xie Yunmeng has removed all the parts in the clock mechanical room. For him, it is a piece of cake. Mechanical parts and clockwork are piled up around him. The cuckoo clock has been completely scrapped, and only the upper half of the cuckoo remains as it is.

However, this did not affect the bearings of the cuckoos opening the door, because they had nothing to do with the mechanical room under the clock. So the former Lady Lucifer did not stop Xie Yunmeng from acting.

"Police Xie, this mechanical room has not been opened for many years. What did you find?" asked the former wife of Lucifer.

"I think someone opened the mechanical room not long ago because of this." Xie Yunmeng suddenly turned around and held a small lace-like thing in his hand.

He continued: "Xiao Yao and Doctor Mo also found a lace in the mechanical room of the Cuckoo Clock upstairs. It seemed to be torn off from the hem of the skirt or cuffs. There was no spider web in the mechanical room, and there was little dust. Someone must have opened it and something was hidden in the mechanical room, causing the dust and spider web to be rubbed off."

After hearing Xie Yunmeng's statement, everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't know how to answer. The former Lady Lucifer was very surprised by this. She stood up and took the lace from the detective's hand and looked at it again and again. About ten seconds later, the former Lady Lucifer suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "It's Youya! Xiaoya has a shirt with this lace lace. I have seen her wearing it these days."

"Is it Xiaoya who fiddled with the mechanical room?" Lucifer's former wife looked disbelief. She thought, and did not say anything about Xiaoya must be the murderer.

Mo Haiyou didn't say a word. Now it was Xie Yunmeng's theater. He didn't need to speak. His clear eyes were observing the two women in the living room. Mo Haiyou wanted to meet Yun Yeyao and told him some of his reasoning. But he couldn't act freely with Xie Yunmeng, and the wound on his feet was still stinging.

Can the two people's reasoning be merged together now? Mo Haiyou was guessing that he didn't want to use his intuition to feel the secret. That uncertain feeling made him panic, and forensic doctors are the most taboo to panic.

The conversation between former Mrs. Lucifer and Xie Yunmeng continued. The topic was closely related to Youya for the first time. This was also the plan of Xie Yunmeng and Yun Yeyao. The laces were taken out by Mo Haiyou just secretly from Youya's room, while Xie Yunmeng just dismantled the mechanical room and then pretended to find that lace put the topic on Youya.
Chapter completed!