There is a kind of disorderly emotion called "I want to die in battle for the lord, why did the lord surrender first?"

For example, Xiao Zichen is like this now.

He was full of hope that his elder brother would turn the tables against the wind and live in the sun, but what Xiao Jue said in the next second made him happy and turn his eyes full of desolation.

On the surveillance screen, Xiao Jue said lightly: "My identity is not a detective invited by the castle, nor a ghost. I am the heir of the castle, and I am also the mastermind of all these murders."

He showed off his strife simply and decisively: "My mission is to kill all of you detectives and turn them into the nourishment for resurrecting the ghost He Huanxi."

Everyone:...

The mastermind is by my side?

And his expression is extremely calm?

Revealing the truth comes too quickly, like a sudden storm that whizzes by, and many people cannot accept this fact for a while.

"That's it?" Duan Chengrong reacted first and raised his doubts.

"Your castle also has many servants. Is there anything special about our soul?"

Zhou Qing also said, "Yes, if you only rely on murder and sacrifice, why do you need to find a detective and not someone else?"

Yu Congwen: "What should be hidden settings here?"

He Huanxi thought divergently: "Are the detectives smarter? If they sacrificed the detectives, my resurrection would not become stupid?"

The other three female guests looked at each other, with no room for interruption.

Compared to the male guest's progress, the female guest's combat power is too weak.

It was only half an hour, and the female guest was still exploring the rules, and their partner, the male guest, suddenly ran over and told them:

Don’t panic, everything is solved, we found the most critical clue!

Female guest:...

From this we can imagine that their heads are still dizzy now and can only follow the trend.

Xiao Jue also fell into deep thought about the doubts raised by the guests.

The style of painting gradually became a little wrong.

"Well, is there a possibility that, as the real murderer of the castle, I am tired of killing the servants of the castle. In addition, the death of the servants has reached a certain level. If I continue to die, I may not be able to find them.

It's a servant."

Xiao Jue smiled slightly: "Under the threat of death, no matter how much money you spend, no one will come to apply for the job. Besides, such rumors spread from the castle, in order to prevent those servants from resigning, their

The salary has increased several times."

"If you continue to consume this, you feel that all the money in the castle will be consumed, and the expenses of the servants alone have already accounted for a large part of it."

Duan Chengrong thought, "Your idea makes sense. The salary of servants here is higher than that of our detectives. I discovered this when I searched the information."

Zhou Qing: "Yes, with such a high salary, the owner of this castle must have hidden some secrets, otherwise how could he use a lot of money to prevent these servants from leaving."

Yu Congwen concluded: "So, we came to discover the truth on the surface, but we were actually just coming to sacrifice cannon fodder?"

Duan Chengrong patted Yu Congwen on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Young man, if you think about it better, can't we come to save everyone? We are the saviors!"

Zhou Qing finished the fight: "Well, the poorest savior in history."

He Huanxi couldn't help but laugh and said something that made Xiao Zichen feel extremely comforted: "I feel that if we continue to talk like this, I'm afraid Director Xiao and Director Wu will have a headache."

But what can I do?
Chapter completed!