The Devil's Escape Diary

ps: The owed update is finally over...Hey, the problem of 2,000 words a day developed by online dating is hard to change now.Get up in the morning to code words, and sleep after coding.Get up in the afternoon to code the word, and continue to sleep after the code.Wake up at night to add more words..... in a day's time to code words to sleep.

I just indulged it last night, but today I got codewords without doing anything.

Finally, push a book "That Man from Another World"

Introduction: This is a story of a mysterious man traveling in various places with many mysterious men or other things.

A knife cut the road of life and death, two feet broke the door of right and wrong.

The octopus is behind and the prawns are on the chest.

Chapter 44: Marcus

As for the warehouse, it's even smoother.

With the generals and Barbara there, even if there is a mid-level guard, this place cannot withstand a blow.

Even these people don't even know who attacked them!

"People are solved." After solving the guards, Barbara was in trouble: "What about the people locked in here?"

"You go and open the prison door in a moment." Hughes said, "Make them all fainted and just wake them up in the morning."

"I should know this." Barbara said, thinking about Anna's mouth: "What about the four humans I am."

Anna heard the conversation here, and she looked at Seuss with pleading eyes.

Even if she didn't say a word, Hughes understood what he meant.

"Impossible." Hugh directly refused Anna's unspoken request: "I can't help these people."

"But in this magic city..." Anna gritted her teeth: "They only have a dead end!"

"Don't make any mistakes." Hughes said coldly: "I am a demon, not a human. I help you because you are valuable. I am not interested in and have no reason to help people who have no value. "

Anna gritted her teeth: "I...exchanged things." Anna took off her ring: "As long as you can save them, Your Highness."

Hughes still shook his head: "Anna, you have to understand your position. I gave you this thing. It means that this thing is mine! You use my things to negotiate terms with me?"

"I..." Anna was anxious: "What do you need to save them."

Hughes tilted his head, and then the corner of his mouth raised: "Tell me, why do you care about these four people so much?"

Anna looked tight and did not answer.

"Just forget it if you don't want to say it."

"No!" Anna hurriedly said, as if confessing her fate: "Because...their clothes and accent, these four people...are the leaders of our family."

"Leader." Hugh didn't expect this answer. He thought about it and continued: "It seems a little bit different, then...what about your surname? I remember that you never told me before, right? "

Anna took a deep breath: "Christine, my full name—Anna Christian."

Before Hughes understood what was going on with Christine and made Anna so cautious.Barbara has already exclaimed over there

"Christine!! The family of the Dark Magisters of the Locke Kingdom! Oh my God! Your Highness, what a terrible character you caught back!!"

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The civilian area of ​​the royal capital today is destined to be unrest.

A cordon opened at the entrance of an alley, and agents of the Wangdu Public Security Bureau have blocked the place.

In the alley, Marcus was squatting next to the corpse and watching something.

Marcus is a carrion monster, but his body is white, just like a drowned corpse.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Marcus looked up and saw his men running past with breakfast.

"Your boss." He is also a Carrion Demon, and the same race as the colored glaze in the Husseus Mansion. He handed over a piece of bread and said, "That's all you can buy in this place."

"Just eat some." Marcus stood up, looked around and said, "Arthur, take a look at the corpse."

"What's so good about this stuff." Arthur curled his lips. He put bread in his mouth and said: "The deceased is the president of the Monitor Lizard Chamber of Commerce, Boss, you might as well pay attention to the things on his head. And the stuff on the wall behind him."

On the head of the corpse, there was a piece of white paper printed with lacquer, on which a few words were written in devilish language.

Arthur was eating and reading.

"Charge: Trafficking in free people."

"Punishment: death penalty."

"Executive: Bat man."

And on the wall behind, a letter was carved on it like a bat!

"I don't know what this bat man is." Arthur swallowed the bread: "But it looks like this murderer is crazy."

Marcus shook his head and asked, "You see something like this?"

Feeling Marcus's unhappiness, Arthur quickly put away his joke: "How is it possible? You brought it out as I say it."

"Tell me what you found."

"First of all, the cause of death was the chest penetration and one blow was killed. The murder weapon is unknown." Arthur became serious: "There are no traces of fighting around, through blood analysis on the ground, here should be the first scene. We can infer that the probability of the victim is Was attacked."

Marcus nodded in satisfaction: "What about the others."

Arthur continued: "The other is the expression of the deceased. His expression is full of painful differences. It should be the face of the sneak attacker. The reason for this expression...he should have known the murderer. "

"So." Arthur spread his hands: "Look at this place, I think 80% of them came here to negotiate business with the mice, but because of some conflicts in their interests, the mice violently kill."

Hearing this analysis, Marcus shook his head.

Arthur suddenly became embarrassed: "Am I... the boss?"

"How many times have I told you about it. Pay attention to the corpse at the murder scene. The corpse can tell us a lot of answers!" Marcus first pointed to the circle of sputtering blood stains outside and said: "First of all, these blood stains, half of them. Round, combined with the chest wound of the deceased, the murder weapon should be a long-handled weapon. This blood splash distance should be caused by the blood stains on the weapon."

Arthur rested his chin with an expression like that.

Marcus continued: "Then look at the corpse's legs. There are obvious dirt marks on the knees of eight legs. Do you know what this means?"

Arthur thought for a moment, and then said, "Did the deceased... ever kneel down?"

"That's right." Marcus squatted down, and he lifted the corpse's trouser legs up and observed for a while and said: "He kneeled voluntarily. Moreover, he stood up by himself."

"Ah? How do you see this?"