Deep darkness descended upon the castle, depriving everyone of their vision. Zhang Yuanqing was shocked to find that the Night Wandering God's talent for seeing through the darkness had lost its effect at this moment. Everything was pitch black in front of him and he could not see a thing.

"Night" is not the night in the conventional sense, but a compulsory seal that seals all skills, including passive ones.

He instinctively leaned his back against the wall, assumed a defensive posture, and opened his inventory at the same time… only to remember that the inventory and attribute interface were restricted and could not be opened.

"Then it all depends on luck. It's not me who is going to die, it's not me who is going to die..." He muttered to himself, almost saying God bless you, Buddha bless you.

It’s not that Zhang Yuanqing was afraid of death, but he felt that only if he stayed alive could he ensure that the case was solved, and he couldn’t trust anyone else.

There was no movement in the darkness, and time passed quietly. After two or three minutes, the night retreated, and light poured in. The vision changed from pitch black to blue, and then to dawn.

"Who died?" Zhang Yuanqing looked around quickly.

Sun Miaomiao, Zhao Chenghuang, Zhai Cai, Tianxia Guihuo... the faces of his teammates came into his sight one by one, and finally, his gaze fell on the floor.

Brother Red Chicken lay straight on the ground, his body stiff, and died in the night.

The one who died was Brother Hongji? It’s a blessing in disguise... Zhang Yuanqing felt relieved. Instead of being sad, he felt relieved.

At this time, Zhai Cai and others also found that Brother Hongji had fallen down in the night, and they all showed expressions of relief that said "It's okay, it's okay".

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The one who was sacrificed was Brother Red Chicken, which means no one died and there was zero loss.

Zhai Cai walked closer quickly, squatted down to check, and found that Brother Hongji had no wounds on his body. His expression was peaceful, as if he had died without regrets.

"Fortunately, the death does not affect the overall situation!" The single knight breathed a sigh of relief, then his face became serious: "I think the murderer who killed the owner of the castle is not a witch, because the witch's method of killing is forced death, and the owner of the castle has two fatal wounds."

"Not necessarily!" Tianxia Guihuo was the first to object: "Yalans was eaten after she was unconscious or dead. If she died in revenge by the witch beforehand, wouldn't it make sense?"

The two looked at each other, Zhai Cai frowned and looked at Zhang Yuanqing: "What do you think?"

"As of now, there are two directions for investigation. First, the witch is the murderer, and our task is to find her real name. Second, the murderer is among us. The existence of the witch is a huge threat, which increases the difficulty of solving the case, but she is not the murderer."

Zhang Yuanqing's logic was clear. He pointed at the open door and said, "Master Dong's door can only be opened by this character. In other words, we can no longer open Brother Hongji's room. The clues that belong to him have been lost forever."

"The most important thing now is not to discuss who the murderer is, but to use up the points on hand and get as many clues as possible for the team."

After saying that, he pushed open Master Dong's door and said, "Let's see if there are any clues inside first."

The team members followed him into the room. The tables, chairs and beds in the room showed the simplicity unique to the Middle Ages. After searching for a while, they found a black wooden box in the room; a letter written by Yalans to Master Dong; and a parchment with complicated spells drawn on it.

The content of the letter is consistent with Zhang Yuanqing's character information, and it is a letter for help.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at the parchment, frowning slowly. "It seems to be a spiritual formation for refining spiritual servants. It is different from the traditional spiritual formation. It should be a formation diagram created by ancient practitioners based on spiritual seals... I seem to understand why Master Dong covets the witch sealed by the Lance family. The witch has a high level of inspiration and an extremely yin physique. She is a natural top-grade spiritual servant."

Zhai Cai looked him up and down: "You are not a night wandering god, how do you know this is a spiritual formation diagram!"

Zhang Yuanqing remained calm: "Knowledge can be learned, and experience can be accumulated."

As he said this, he handed the parchment to Sun Miaomiao, as if asking a professional to comment on it.

"It is indeed a formation diagram derived from Lingzhuan." Sun Miaomiao gave an appraisal in a pretentious manner.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to continue to dwell on the formation diagram, so he opened the wooden box. Inside the box lay an ice-carved pen. Judging from the pen holder inlaid on the bottom of the box, there should have been two ice pens in the box.

One of the pens disappeared.

At this time, a reminder sounded in Zhang Yuanqing's ears:

[Ding! Your character's exclusive skill is activated! ]

[Fupin Pen: can be used for divination, one use requires 60 points (not open to the public)]

Character-specific skills... Zhang Yuanqing immediately remembered Master Dong's character information, a mage who was good at helping the rioters. In addition, he had felt strange before, there was a note after Master Dong's character information: Can be made public!

Since there are things that can be made public, there must be things that cannot be made public. Sure enough, my guess came true.

"Hey, a pen carved out of ice..." Sun Miaomiao came closer, "Does it have item properties?"

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the pen, waited for a few seconds, and shook his head: "There is no item information."

"I'm confused." Sun Miaomiao took the pen and put it back into the box a few seconds later, feeling a little disappointed. "As expected, there is no information. What's the use of this pen? There is no clue about your room."

Zhai Cai's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Who said there are no clues? Where is the other pen?"

Tianxia Guihuo suddenly came to his senses and said hurriedly: "Do you remember the fatal wound on the chest of the owner of the castle? I said at the time that the blood was the wrong color, as if it had been diluted by water."

Sun Miaomiao and Zhao Chenghuang reacted instantly. "The murderer is Master Dong?"

Sun Miaomiao examined Zhang Yuanqing and reasoned, "The wound on the chest of the castle owner was caused by the ice pen. The pen melted, so the blood in the chest seemed to be diluted."

Zhao Chenghuang hummed and said, "The owner of the castle wrote in his notes that Master Dong coveted the taboos of the Lance family. He had a motive for committing the crime."

Everyone looked at Zhang Yuanqing.

It cannot be refuted... Zhang Yuanqing thought carefully for a moment and found that Master Dong did have the motive and ability, and there was also physical evidence.

It is hard to say that Ya Lance’s death has nothing to do with Master Dong.

At this time, Zhai Cai said: "But the window on the victim's chest is more likely to be caused by a sharp weapon such as a sword. An ice pen cannot create such a wound."

Tianxia Guihuo's excitement subsided a little. After recalling for a moment, he nodded and said, "That's right. The chest wound of the deceased was caused by two weapons. Now the ice pen has been found, and there is no big sword in Master Dong's room. In other words, there is another suspect."

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"It's a good thing that the murderer's scope has been narrowed down." Zhang Yuanqing put the ice pen back into the box and said, "Monroe who likes to eat offal, Master Dong who covets the taboos of the Lance family, and as long as we find the owner of the greatsword, the three murderers will be together. It's easier to guess the murderer from three people than from six people."

He did not mention the support because it was information that could not be made public.

Zhang Yuanqing has already treated "The Mystery of the Ancient Castle" as a copy.

Sun Miaomiao frowned and said, "One less clue to a suspect. I wonder if it will affect the final identification of the murderer."

Everyone rushed out of the room. Zhai Cai was the first to find his room. He spent ten points to open the door and immediately called out to his teammates, "My room is open."

After passing through the entrance hall, everyone was immediately attracted by a long cross sword standing by the wall.

Zhai Cai touched his nose. "So I am the last suspect? Why is there a big sword in the family doctor's room?"

The two men exchanged glances, neither of them spoke, but they understood each other tacitly.

Sun Miaomiao, Zhao Chenghuang and Tianxia Guihuo all touched the cross sword, and there was indeed no item information, just like Master Dong's ice pen.

"But what is the grudge between the tutor Daniel and the owner of the castle? Why did he kill her?"

Master Dong's desk was empty, but the desk of family doctor Daniel was piled with a lot of papers made of linen fiber and cotton, including a few precious parchments.

"We locked the doors and windows, but we still couldn't stop the werewolves. I suspect the werewolves are hiding in the castle because the doors and windows are not damaged. I heard that you are a famous bounty hunter nearby and a former knight of the Church. I would like to ask you to help the castle get rid of the werewolves. The Lance family will give you the most generous reward."

"I'm a family doctor on the surface, but I'm actually a bounty hunter who's secretly looking for wolves..." Zhai Cai pondered for a few seconds, and his eyes lit up: "I understand! The one who ate the castle owner's internal organs was not the werewolf hidden in the castle by Bigfoot Fire Master. I checked the castle owner's bed. No wonder she didn't show any signs of being violated, because it wasn't Bigfoot who killed her, but the werewolf."

"Then why did I stab her? It doesn't make sense... An accidental injury? I was fighting a werewolf that night, and I accidentally injured the owner of the castle during the fight?"

Zhai Cai's thoughts, which had just become clear, suddenly became confused.

The direction of events is actually clear, but many details cannot be explained.

More clues are needed to assist reasoning.

He looked at Zhao Chenghuang and Tianxia Guihuo: "One of you is a werewolf."

Everyone discussed for a while, and before it got dark, they left Daniel's room and looked for the rooms of Tianxia Guihuo and Zhao Chenghuang.

But his expression was extremely ugly. He looked at his teammates who had come over and said in a deep voice, "It can't be opened!"

Tianxia Guihuo did not answer, but made way and motioned for him to look. Zhang Yuanqing held the door lock with a puzzled look on his face and read the information of the item.

【Function: Anti-theft】

[Introduction: David's door lock, it is restricted and needs to be opened by the owner himself.]

[Note 2: You can only open one door per day. It is not time to open it yet.]

Zhang Yuanqing's heart suddenly turned cold.

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