Su Dawei squatted in front of the gate, motionless.

Gao Dalong walked towards him impatiently: "What's wrong? Why are you stunned by this? If you finish reading it, let's leave. Staying here for a long time will make me feel uncomfortable."

"Dalong, come and see what you can see."

"What?"

A suspicious light flashed in the tall dragon's eyes. He and Xiao Sang, left and right, surrounded Su Dawei, looked down at the location of the gate. No other discoveries were found except for some messy footprints.

Xiaosang looked up and looked at Gao Dalong with some surprise: "Biguntou..."

Could this Su Shuai be crazy?

Why do I feel like he has been crazy since he came in, saying things he doesn't understand?

Gao Dalong understood what Xiao Sang meant.

He reached out to reveal the black eye mask on his face, and looked at it seriously. There were some blood stains on the ground, the back of the door, and the walls on both sides.

But this situation is everywhere in the room, and there is nothing surprising.

He pressed the blindfold and reached out to push Su Dawei's shoulder: "Ami?"

Su Dawei shook his body and stood up and said, "Didn't you notice it? Look..."

He pointed to the position in the house sideways: "When he discovered the first scene, the deceased was kneeling there, his head was gone, and then the walls and ground on this side were splashed stains. This spray shape shows that the murderer was standing behind him and swinging the knife. Only when he stood behind him and blood was splashed out was like this."

After saying this, Gao Dalong and Xiao Sang couldn't help but nod.

They are all used to living in the world where they are licking blood from the knife.

In order to compete for territory and interests in Fengyifang, he was very familiar with the scene of bleeding.

"From this trace, I can also push a little bit that the murderer is not going out of the gate."

“How to prove it?”

"Look, the headless corpse is in the room, but the head and the murderer are not in the room. It should be taken away by the murderer. Let's ignore how the murderer realizes this trick of "killing in the secret room."

Su Dawei pointed to the ground of the gate and said, "If you go out with your head, then there should be traces of blood drops along the gate."

Gao Dalong was stunned and nodded, "Not bad."

"There are two possibilities for not dripping from the broken neck. Either the murderer prepares a box or cloth bag and wraps his head. This is a possibility, but I prefer that the murderer does not walk out of the gate.

Do you still carry a box to kill someone? Or a cloth bag ready to hold your head?

This is a bit too troublesome, and it is rare for normal people to do this."

"Maybe the murderer is abnormal?"

Xiaosang couldn't help but say something.

Although he talked little, he had been completely substituted into Su Dawei's case reasoning.

"It's possible, but it's unlikely. If you can cut a person's head with such a calm mind, it would be too incredible if you say that you are mentally abnormal."

Su Dawei walked along the wall to the window, looked at it and said, "There are no traces of blood coming from the window."

"Will the murderer really wrap his head?"

"No, I think there is another possibility."

Su Dawei suddenly looked around, as if looking for something.

"What's the possibility?" Xiaosang and Gao Dalong couldn't help asking at the same time.

"It's possible that the head was not taken out at all."

"impossible!"

Gao Dalong said decisively: "I was at the scene when the coroner in the Wuzheng Camp was surveying that day, and the search was very carefully. If the head was really inside the house, it would be impossible not to be discovered."

"It's usually the case, but there are always surprises."

Su Dawei's eyes were very good. He swept through the house and confirmed that there were no traces of being buryed on the ground, which means that it was impossible to bury his head underground.

There are splattering blood on the wall, so it is impossible to hide your head in the wall.

All that remains...

Su Dawei looked up at the beam of the room.

This action made Gao Dalong and Xiao Sang look up.

The room was dark, and the beam above the head was more like a huge black hole, devouring everything.

"I have a feeling that maybe I can find my head by going up and taking a look, and maybe I can unlock this 'Murder in the Secret Room'."

Su Dawei said, looking at Gao Dalong.

The two of them jumped almost at the same time, reached out and climbed up the beam of the room.

The space above is not large, so it can only accommodate people squatting on their waists, and the beams are vertical and horizontal to shape in tic-tac signs under their feet, just to support them.

Su Dawei squatted, first looking down from a downward angle.

Looking at the room from different angles will make you feel different.

"Big Dragon."

"Um?"

"If you are a murderer, from this perspective, is it very controllable?"

“Some.”

"It seems that it can be done quietly behind the dead, and beheaded by surprise."

"Ami...you are so smart."

“Overall.”

"But this cannot explain why the snake head has to kneel in the middle of the room at his home."

"Well……"

Su Dawei was frustrated for a moment, and he decided to ignore Gao Dalong for the time being.

His gaze began to focus on the beams at his feet.

If there is something hidden, it will be a good place.

Probably, the coroner didn't have the ability to look for it on the beam.

The tall dragon beside him also had the same thoughts as him, and his eyes searched forward along the beams of the room beneath his feet.

The beams and pillars are covered with dust, and traces are easily seen.

Whether you touch your hands or step on your feet, you will have shapes.

Xiaosang held the knife below and waited quietly.

Suddenly, Su Dawei stopped and stared at the direction of his left hand with his eyes fixed on his face.

The tic-tac-shaped beam extends to that place and is connected to the wall.

There seemed to be something strange there.

The tall dragon raised his head and happened to see Su Dawei moving his body, using hands and feet together, as if he was moving towards the beam of the room, moving in that direction.

"Ami?"

"I……"

In the future, a sudden change occurred.

The darkness in front of me was torn apart by a ray of light.

The light was dazzling, accompanied by the sharp sound of breaking the wind.

It's not light, but a sword.

A sword hidden in the darkness suddenly stabbed.

The tall dragon roared, and his body suddenly changed, and pieces of scales appeared, his fingers raked violently, his neck became longer, and he was about to become strange.

Xiaosang below also roared muffled, and the ghost claw in his right hand suddenly became larger.

It was a dangerous feeling.

The fatal murderous intent stabbed the heart with the sword.

Gao Dalong and Xiaosang, who were still in the distance, felt this fatal danger, and did not consider the consequences to begin to transform, let alone Su Dawei, who was the first to bear the brunt.

The pressure you are under can be imagined.

Everything was too sudden.

Before the sword appeared, Su Dawei felt that it was a bit strange. He thought whether it was a place where the head was hidden, but he would never have thought that there would be a sharp sword with awesome murderous intent.

If there is a sword, there will be someone!

Someone lurked on the beam of the house. With Su Dawei's strength as well as the strange two tall dragons and Xiaosang, the three of them had been in the room for so long, but they didn't notice it.

Who is this person?

What does he want to do?

clang!

A deafening metal explosion interrupted all thoughts.

In the flash of lightning, Su Dawei's demon-subduing pestle turned into an arm shield and blocked the sword.

A huge force came through his body, causing Su Dawei to stagnate and almost fell off the beam.

The movement of squatting on the beam of the house is not conducive to exerting force. I have never practiced this way before, but I was caught off guard, but I suffered a little loss.

Swish!

The demon-subduing pestle turned into a short knife and held it in your hand.

The horizontal knife is too long, and in such a narrow and cramped environment, it is difficult to even pull it out, so just use the demon-subduing pestle to fight the enemy.

Just as he stabilized his body, before he could pounce on him, the tall dragon beside him had already turned into a half-human and half-snake monster, and his body rushed towards the assassin lurking in the dark.

The body of anaconda grows in the wind.

Su Dawei cursed in his heart: Damn!

There was only a loud noise in my ears.

The sword turned into a ray of electric light, and the electric light disintegrated, transformed into two, two, and three, transformed into countless tiny sword rains, covering the tall dragon in the sword net.

Gao Dalong didn't care about these things. He endured the severe pain in his skin and his body became more and more swelling.

His limbs hugged a beam like a lizard, and his upper body shook, and blood burst out during the cutting of the sword rain.

The tall dragon roared like a beast from his mouth, his eyes flashed with fierce light, and the huge snake head bit the other party.

Boom!

A big hole was broken on the roof, and the strong light from outside penetrated, making Gao Dalong's eyes burst into tears.

Xiao Sang, who had just pounced on him, grabbed his huge ghost claws in the direction of the enemy.

Tear ~

Another loud noise, and the roof flew away.

Countless gravel rubble fell like rain.

Su Dawei waved his knife to block it, and his feet moved, and the dragon shape changed nine times.

People walk out of the splashing gravel rubble like a spirit snake.

When he stood on the roof that had collapsed halfway, he could no longer see any suspicious figures in his eyes.

"Damn, how could it be so fast!"

He cursed and was about to search around with his knife when he saw a tall dragon with his huge anaconda head emerging from the hole on the roof.

A strong smell of fishy smell spread.

He said, "Where is the person?"

"I didn't see it, I'll search and see, you'll quickly recover from your human form."

As he said that, he leaped down with his knife, searched around the yard, climbed over the wall and searched the nearby streets and alleys, and finally had to give up.

"The person ran away?"

"Maybe it's hidden, I didn't find it."

Su Dawei said with regret: "I am not familiar with this nearby, and I don't know where I will hide it."

The tall dragon, who had recovered from human form, tore off the ragged half of his sleeves on his body, then kicked away the gravel with his knife in his hand, and walked out of the room.

The eye mask on his face had been thrown away when it was transformed.

Now both eyes look more ferocious.

Blood flashed in both eyes, revealing a fierce aura.

“We found this.”

Xiaosang was holding a cloth bag in his hand, and there was a blood clot drying into a dark purple color underneath.

Needless to say, this is the head of the deceased that Su Dawei was looking for before.

"On the beam?"

"Yes, it's hanging on the beam. The roof collapsed just now, and the thing fell down."

"Damn it, it's really a trick to play. Hanging your head on the beam and walking off the beam makes people mistakenly think it's a murder in the secret room."

"That person won't keep hiding on the beam since he killed someone, right? Wouldn't that be more than ten days?"

Xiaosang's face showed horror.

Let him endure for three or five days without moving, waiting for a killing blow to the target, he can do it.

But if you are on the beam of the house for more than ten days, you don’t eat or drink and don’t talk about it. People always have to go to the toilet and swear?

People have three urgent needs.

How can it be done in such a long time?

Isn’t this a strong man locked up a man?

"No, the person who attacked us just now was not the murderer."
Chapter completed!