Ning Shu suspected that the person who was killed was killed without consciousness, and the person in the same room with her did not feel it. Maybe everyone in the same room would sleep to death.

Ning Shu moved his nose and didn't smell anything in the room. He looked around and found a pile of delicate gray at the bottom of the wall behind the door, one by one.

Someone lit incense in the house.

Ning Shu drenched a little dust and put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, but there was nothing, it really didn't taste at all.

The uncle came over, squatted beside Ning Shu, looking at Xiang Hui.

"Tangxiang." The uncle said lightly.

Ning Shu was a little surprised. Ning Shu had heard of the fragrance. This fragrance had no smell at all. It means hiding it, and it would not smell at all.

However, this fragrance has a powerful calming effect. Legend has it that when Hua Tuo scraped the bones and healed Guan Yu, he lit the Tibetan fragrance. Guan Yu had no pain at all. When scraping the bones, he could still drink, eat meat, chat, laugh and play chess.

Everyone in the room was sleeping to death, but the murdered people were unconscious.

Ning Shu walked into the two girls who were huddling in the corner of the kang, stretched out her hand and pinched the girl's arm. The girl seemed to feel no pain at all.

I didn't find this in the room before, so it must have been cleaned.

The hidden fragrance is very rare and has cumbersome workmanship. It is the kind of secret recipes that have been lost. There is no such thing on the market.

Things that are rare must be expensive, so expensive.

Can this kind of thing still appear?

749 came to Ning Shu's side and said, "Apart from this group of people, except for the dead Pan Chen, Fan Junyang's family is the richest."

Ning Shu glanced at Fan Junyang with blood on his face. He sat decadently on the ground, leaning against the wall.

All signs indicate that Fan Junyang is the most suspicious.

The uncle stood up and said to Ning Shu: "Take the body down."

"My hand is lame." Ning Shu raised his hand.

"I'll do it." 749 said.

749 was very powerful, and he carried the tied bodies downstairs.

The uncle said to Fan Junyang: "Get everyone in the main hall."

"Okay." Fan Junyang struggled to stand up, but he kowtowed too hard before, and was dizzy and went to call someone.

Ning Shu followed the uncle and got out of the main room. The old woman in the main room looked at the corpse in the yard and muttered to commit crimes.

"Can you leave here? What did you mess with?" the old woman said in panic.

"You go quickly, beg you, I don't want your money and your accommodation fee." The old woman stood on a crutch, her expression panicked and afraid, which formed a sharp contrast with Xiaolan behind her.

Xiaolan's face was a little confused because her eyes couldn't see it. Even though she knew that someone was dead, she couldn't see the death of someone.

Among the people, Xiaolan is the only one who is truly fearless.

Fan Junyang called everyone down, and the main hall was full of people, and everyone was trembling with fear.

There was also a scared girl who was giggling in her mouth, her smile was creepy, especially when she was so nervous and frightened.

"Teacher, what should we do?" Fan Junyang said with a broken expression and shouted: "I, his mother can no longer bear it."

The uncle looked indifferent, "What do you want to do? Do you want to leave?"

"I would rather leave than stay in such a place. There are ghosts here, and I can't stand it." Fan Junyang's voice changed and his fingers couldn't help but tremble.

"You were infected with things and brought them here, and they even said there were ghosts here." The old woman stood on a crutch with anger on her face.

Xiaolan pulled the corner of the old woman's clothes and said, "Grandma, it's snowing outside now. How do you let them go?"

"What's wrong with these people dying in our house? Should people live in this house?" The old woman's voice rose.

There was silence in the room, with only breathing sounds one after another. Some girls cried silently, but they didn't dare to run away. They wanted to leave here, but when they thought of Lin Xia running out.

It's already a bad luck that I haven't come back for a night.

Many people look at the tall and upright uncle, and look forward to it.

Lu Shanshan asked the uncle: "Teacher, do you know who the murderer is?"

"I think Fan Junyang is the most suspicious." Lu Shanshan said.

749 immediately retorted: "I said you still have suspicion, so tell me about everything."

"Are you a man? You're as petty as a woman?" Lu Shanshan glanced at him in disgust and turned to look at the uncle.

749 curled his lips, "I seized the opportunity and leaned in front of the man, so disgusting."

Lu Shanshan looked at 749 with a strong murderous intent, but considering that the uncle was still by her side, she suppressed her head and turned her head to look at the annoying 749.

"I didn't kill anyone, I had no reason to kill. I am the president of the Chinese Painting Club. If something happened to the member, my responsibility was the greatest." Fan Junyang's face turned red in an anxious manner. The blood on his face had dried up, and it was black and red.

The other members looked at Fan Junyang with vigilance and even stayed away from Fan Junyang.

A deep bitterness appeared on Fan Junyang's face.

Ning Shu and another missioner stood aside without talking.

The most important task now is to survive. All the people from the thirty-two Chinese painting clubs were dead. Ning Shu looked at the old woman and Xiaolan and tried hard to recall the plot. The members were dead. What about these two people?

These two people don’t have many plots, and I don’t know how many times the plot has been reincarnated this time, and the plot has been beyond recognition.

Ning Shu couldn't help scratching her head. What if she caught the murderer and killed him?

This time the task is to end the infinite cycle, but how to terminate it?

From the beginning, I kept looking for the murderer, but the murderer was not found, but more and more people died. The murderer was elusive.

Ning Shu felt that this was the most suspicious of his grandparents and grandchildren.

So what about the motive, is it fun to kill people?!

Ning Shu put her in her shoes and thought that a group of people lived in her home. Why did she want to kill all of these people?

Seeking money?

If it is really this pair of grandparents and grandchildren, there are pineapple trees and if Tibetan fragrance is theirs, it means they are not short of money.

Too boring?

Want to play a murder game with these people, guess who I am?

revenge?

Among these people is this pair of enemies of grandparents and grandchildren? But they killed everyone. Is it because they are afraid that they will be discovered, so they killed everyone?

Ning Shu's mind was really in chaos.

Logical doesn't make sense.

The uncle pointed to the crazy and scared girl and said, "Don't pretend to be crazy, you killed the two girls."

Everyone stared at the crazy girl, who was still giggling.

"Liu Manman..."

"The person she killed..."

Everyone immediately stayed away from her.

Liu Manman's crazy expression on his face was a little unrestrained.

The uncle said impatiently: "I'm tied up and watch it in turn."
Chapter completed!