Qin Wei knew that what Ling Chen said was not unreasonable, so he reluctantly stopped his intention to continue questioning and nodded in agreement.

Then, they walked out and went back to their rooms to rest.

After Ling Chen returned to his room, he did not lie down to sleep immediately.

As mentioned just now, he still needs to sort out some issues.

I casually found paper and pen in the room, pulled out a chair and sat in front of the wooden table, and started filling in and scratching on the paper.

He is not scribbling randomly, but writing down some conjectures in his mind. While writing, it helps to spread his thoughts.

The paper was rough straw paper, and the pen was a quill he had never used before.

The result of adding the two is that the written characters are all crooked, like a dog crawling.

However, Ling Chen is not writing calligraphy now, so he doesn't need to worry about such trivial matters.

Before long, the blank paper was filled with dense writing.

Ling Chen put down the quill and stared at the paper for a while, then took a long breath and stretched hard.

Basically, he had all his guesses written down.

While writing, I recalled everything that happened today and sorted out most of my thoughts.

At this time, he already had a certain idea, and all that was left to do was to put it into action tomorrow.

Ling Chen crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it away. After yawning, he slowly walked towards the bed.

At this moment, the hair all over his body exploded, and he suddenly felt as if he was being watched in secret!

Maybe because he often fought with others in the past, Ling Chen's senses were much sharper than ordinary people.

A long time ago, he had a related experience where he could feel the eyes of others looking at him from a long distance away.

Thinking that he would rather make a mistake than let it go, Ling Chen quickly started running.

He hurriedly came to the only window in the room, opened the curtains, opened the window, and leaned out most of his body.

In this era without pinhole cameras, windows were the only place Ling Chen thought of that could be used for surveillance.

However, looking down from the second floor where he was, the street was quiet, with no pedestrians at all.

Moreover, there is no place to hide people on the street. If someone is really watching Ling Chen down there, they will never be able to escape in such a short time as he opens the window.

No matter how fast you run, you can at least see a departing figure after opening the window.

However, the streets are now empty, with no one around at all...

Some of them were just one or two domestic cats that ran away from someone's house, running and playing lightly on the street, and chirping from time to time.

Everything in front of him seemed to be mocking Ling Chen's excessive reaction.

"Could it be that... I'm just nervous and making a fuss out of a molehill?"

After all, what I just said was just a mysterious feeling without any solid evidence.

Ling Chen knew that when people are nervous, it is easy to make mistakes.

Judging from the results, it seems that the pressure of the task was too great, which caused him to be affected by some disturbances.

Since nothing happened, Ling Chen didn't care whether he was being watched or not, he closed the window and went back to bed.

After a day of exhaustion, the midday break was just a drop in the bucket. After all the trouble at night, he could no longer resist the temptation of the Sandman.

As soon as I lay down, I instantly fell asleep and fell into a deep sleep.

I was silent all night, closing my eyes and opening them again.

………

Soft sunlight shines into the room through the window.

Ling Chen looked up and saw the bright sunshine, and it was time to continue running for the mission.

"Huh... try to complete the task within two days."

Ling Chen sat on the bed and raised his left hand in front of him.

He looked at the scabbed wound and lightly clenched his fist.

Just like yesterday, my left hand is still a little weak. Compared with its normal state, it only has half the strength.

He knew very well that if he used the healing leaf again now, he would probably be able to fully recover from the injury.

However, considering that I can still barely move my left hand, the impact is not that big in fact, and recovery from the injury is not imminent.

Moreover, there are only three uses left of the Healing Leaves, so it would be better to save them for emergencies.

Ling Chen waved his left hand, stood up quickly, opened the door, and walked out.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw three other figures who were also opening the door and walking out.

Needless to say, this person obviously had the same idea as Ling Chen. After getting up, he prepared to meet his teammates first, the other three contractors.

Suddenly, an invisible sense of tacit understanding emerged in the hearts of the four people simultaneously.

They looked at each other and smiled, and then walked together to the lobby of the tavern.

The pub hasn't opened yet, so the whole hall looks empty.

Even the boss Thomas is still asleep. There is no one here, which is in sharp contrast to the scene last night.

It's a little too quiet, and people can't bear to break this rare tranquility...

Several contractors were very conscious and found a remote location to sit down.

The whole process was done very lightly, for fear of disturbing others and too embarrassed to wake up the guys who had been busy all night last night.

When Chen Qianru spoke, she tried to lower her voice as much as possible:

"After I returned to my room yesterday, I thought of a question."

Qin Wei said curiously:

"What did you think of?"

Chen Qianru thought for a moment, and then said calmly:

"The premise of our reasoning all along is based on the fact that Lady Anne is a witch..."

"The question is, if she was really a witch, would it be so easy for someone to sneak up on her and stab her to death? Could it be that she is actually just an ordinary person?"

"I think I can answer this." Qin Wei said:

"I have also conducted dungeons several times, and I have roughly grasped the rules of the Purgatory game in allocating dungeons. The priority is the strength of the contractor."

"The so-called strength refers to the contractor's comprehensive ability in many aspects, including his previous performance in dungeons, the number of successful clearances, etc."

"Of course the most important thing is the strength of the spell possessed by the contractor."

"There is absolutely no dungeon that cannot be cleared. There are no puzzles or monsters in it that the contractor cannot solve or defeat. The key lies in finding the right method."

"Using the current situation as an example, although three of us have spells, this enhancement is limited."

"After using the curse, my strength is not comparable to that of Superman. When I face too many enemies, I still have to flee in panic."

"So... the witches should be stronger than us, but they won't be so powerful as to be exaggerated."

"Just like we can only become stronger when we use spells, in normal times, witches should be just ordinary people."

"Then, it should make sense for him to be attacked and killed from behind without any precautions."

Ling Chen nodded, touched his chin and said:

"In other words, although Lady Anne was killed, there is still no evidence to show whether she was a witch or not..."

Although Qin Wei is not particularly smart and his mental flexibility is not as good as others, he is more experienced and familiar with the game of purgatory than the others.

Chen Qianru sighed and said:

"So, things are back to square one."
Chapter completed!