Chapter 2333 2345 [Dinner Party Schedule]



Chapter 2333 2345 [Dinner Party Schedule]

The cup in Vodka's hand fell to the ground, and the liquid inside spilled out - the tea seeped into the ground, but a mass of white and thick substance inside remained on the green lawn, which was very eye-catching.

"Is this... bird droppings?" Hattori Heiji laughed and was about to laugh, but at this moment, with a snap, the same thing fell and landed right on the hot dog in his hand.

"?!" Hattori Heiji was furious. He changed his stance instantly and looked up to argue with these unhygienic guys, "Where did all these crows come from? Go away!"

Dozens of crows in the tree canopy were squatting peacefully on the overlapping branches. Some crows ignored him, but others seemed to have a strong desire for revenge. Not long after, another pile of bird droppings fell straight towards him.

"That's too much!" Hattori Heiji rolled over and barely avoided it. He was so angry that he walked over and kicked the tree.

The kendo master's angry kick should not be underestimated. While Hattori Heiji's eyes were twitching because of the pain in his foot, the tree next to the dining table was also shaken violently by his kick.

The crows flapped their wings, cackled and flew away.

Almost at the same time, there was a loud bang, and something heavy fell from the dense tree canopy and hit the dining table heavily.

"ah--!!"

Amid the screams, Jiang Xia raised his head and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him.

This man was obviously dead. There was a deep wound on the back of his neck, and his face was chopped up by an axe, so he couldn't recognize his appearance. But judging from his bloodstained clothes, this was the man who left alone last night and was suspected to be a "villa vandal".

As soon as Vodka threw the cup away and turned around, he met the eyes of the messy corpse.

He looked at the unfortunate guy who was sitting right in the middle of the dining table, set off by the snow-white tablecloth, like an appetizer. He stood up silently, took a few steps back, and completely moved away from the dining table and the scary tree next to it.

Vodka: “…” As expected of Uzo, the standard plot of “someone dies of poisoning during the dinner party” turned into “someone becomes the dinner party” in his version.

However, since someone has already died in this setting, perhaps the cup of tea that he accidentally drank just now was not poisoned?

Vodka's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally fell quietly.

Unlike him, other people's reactions were not so calm.

Mao Lilan stared blankly at the bloody corpse for two seconds, then suddenly came to her senses and let out a scream of horror.

At the same time, screams rang out one after another from all around. Everyone lost interest in eating breakfast and left the table as if they were avoiding the plague: "Where did the body come from? What the hell is going on?!"

"This, this is Mr. Kurata?" Yuanshan Heye remembered, "I remember his clothes!"

When Kurata was mentioned, everyone immediately thought of his arrogant remarks last night, and then of the news that the suspect had fled.

The tour guide's usually calm face also showed a bit of fear: "Could the suspect the police are chasing have really come here?"

Hattori Heiji looked a little unhappy. He whispered, "I have secretly read the files. The family that was killed by the villa vandal died from a fatal blow from behind. In addition, the male owner resisted before his death, so after his death, his face was destroyed by the villa vandal to vent his anger. The method is exactly the same as this murder case."

"Then it seems that the same person did it." The silent painter suddenly came over. He walked closer and carefully examined the body on the table, pointing at the back of the neck. "From the depth and cross section of this wound, the murder weapon that killed him was also an axe."

Vodka looked at him and immediately became alert: "..." You are a painter, how come you are so familiar with this kind of thing?

Is he using the identity of a painter to cover up his identity as a perverted killer?

Thinking of this, Vodka couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to check the background of this famous painter so that he could make various responses.

However, as he turned on the screen, he came back to his senses.

Vodka stared at the blank signal box in the upper right corner: "..."

...I almost forgot, there is no signal in this damn place!!

Damn Uzo, couldn’t he choose a place with internet access to set up his stage?

And the group of investors responsible for building this place are about to build a resort, but they haven’t even connected to the Internet yet - with such shabby infrastructure, it’s bound to go bankrupt sooner or later!

Vodka was a little nervous because he couldn't find out the other party's background.

However, seeing that the painter was not strong but rather short and frail, Vodka felt a little relieved: "..." In any case, he would raise the threat level and put him on the alert list.

Others were not as sensitive as he was, and everyone's attention was still focused on this horrible corpse.

The gray-haired real estate tycoon was so scared that he wanted to run away, but he was held tightly by his young wife and could not escape at all.

He had no choice but to take a deep breath, put on a calm posture, and scolded the tour guide beside him: "What are you standing there for? Call the police!"

"Oh, oh, okay!" The tour guide came to his senses and took out his cell phone.

Mao Lilan interrupted him quietly: "There is no signal here, not even during the day - I just tried it."

The tour guide took a look at the phone in her hand and couldn't help but admire: "..." Such a fragile girl, when faced with such a terrible thing, actually had the rationality to call the police. Today's young people have really good psychological quality.

He was touched and calmed down a bit: "It's not a big problem. There is a landline in the villa, connected to the telephone line. I will use it to call the police first."

Vodka: “…” Not a big problem?

Oh, you stupid and naive guy, when you see the landline phone, you will know how big the problem is.

One minute later.

Everyone rushed into the living room in a panic. The tour guide picked up the receiver and pressed 110.

However, there was no response on the phone.

"Doctor Shinchu" glanced behind the cabinet and said in surprise, "Oh no! The phone line has been cut!"

"What?!" The tour guide groped for the wire connected to the landline, pulled it up, and picked up two empty broken wires - the charging cable and the telephone cable were cut into four pieces by a pair of scissors, and could not be reconnected at all.

He held the receiver with a bewildered look on his face: "How could this happen..."

"The mobile phone doesn't work, and the landline doesn't work either." The real estate tycoon was so anxious that he turned around and said to the tour guide angrily, "Aren't you the person in charge? Hurry and think of a solution!"

The tour guide had never encountered such a thing before, and he looked embarrassed: "We can't contact the outside world, so we can only wait for the outside world to contact us. But there is plenty of water supply here. According to the itinerary, the bus will not come to pick us up until the scheduled date..."

(End of this chapter)

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