I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 64, Section 1.5: Doubt

After the police arrived and examined Detective Flavro, they had an ambulance take him away for treatment, since he was only unconscious and not dead.

"The victim's name is Flalo Hols, 32 years old, a well-known professional detective. According to the informant, the incident occurred at 9:28 a.m., and he was struck on the head with a blunt object. Because he used too much force, the assailant damaged the wall next door, which led to him being discovered by the neighbors. In the end, he could only drop the murder weapon and flee in a panic." An officer stood in front of Mu Yegui, holding a small notebook, and asked, "Is that correct?"

Mu Yegui nodded and remained silent on the sofa. Actually, she didn't really want to talk; Fei Xiu had clearly gone out to chase the criminal, but he hadn't returned by the time the police arrived.

However, the police arrived so quickly perhaps because the police station is just across the street corner, only a few steps away.

"At the time of the incident, you were having breakfast with a friend when your friend received a package. While opening the package, the wall suddenly broke. Your friend's first reaction was to go out and catch the culprit, leaving you behind to report the incident. However... there was a full ten minutes between the incident and your reporting it. I would like to ask what you did during those ten minutes?" The officer became increasingly suspicious and questioned him.

"Eat breakfast," Mu Yegui said truthfully, having already stated that food should not be wasted, so he always made sure to finish the food on his plate.

The police officer stared at Mu Yegui in disbelief. "What? Do you think I'd believe that? The wall suddenly broke down and the neighbor was lying in a pool of blood, and your first reaction was to eat breakfast? You can't lie about something so obvious." Even though this girl looked very weak, he couldn't let his guard down. Just the fact that she hadn't shown any vulnerability from the beginning showed that she was definitely not as simple as she appeared.

“I now strongly suspect that you are lying, or even fabricating a series of things to deceive us. In fact, you are the murderer, and the so-called friends do not exist at all.”

"Huh?" Mu Yegui was stunned. Why would this person think like that? What strange logic! Why not chase after the criminal but instead catch her, the first person to discover him?

"How do you explain the bloodstains on your skirt?" the officer asked, pointing to the hem of her skirt.

Mu Yegui looked up at him quietly and said slowly, "Can't I check his injuries after I finish breakfast before calling the police?"

The officer frowned, feeling extremely annoyed by Mu Yegui's stubbornness. "The more he talks, the more outrageous it becomes. People on the street say that no one has gone out at all today."

"That's because they didn't see it." Not seeing it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. This officer is really strange.

"Most people would be somewhat panicked when they see something like this, but you weren't at all." The officer's tone was stern, trying to make Mu Yegui panic.

"I have facial paralysis." Mu Yegui glanced at him as if he were an idiot and said in a serious tone.

"absurd!"

Mu Yin really wanted to laugh out loud, after all, these days there aren't many opportunities for Mu Yegui to admit that he has a poker face. However, in order not to scare people, he decided to remain silent.

Seeing the police officer relentlessly questioning her, Mu Yegui sighed helplessly and said with distress, "Are you trying to bully me, officer? Then please give me the motive for killing the detective and evidence to prove that I am the murderer. I only arrived in the Kingdom of Truth yesterday, and I don't even know who my next-door neighbor is. Your suspicions of me are a bit far-fetched."

She paused, then added, "Furthermore, anyone with eyes can see there are two plates on the table. The detective's body fell from the other side to this side, so there is no detective among the people having breakfast here."

Because everything Mu Yegui said was true, the police officer knew that his suspicions had logical flaws, but he still stubbornly insisted, "The package your friend opened is also missing." "It is."

"where?"

Mu Yegui crouched down and took the box out from under the coffee table, placing it on the table. She opened it and showed it to the officer, saying, "It was under the coffee table; it takes up too much space on the table." Of course, she had switched all the photos and documents about the phantom thief inside. If the true contents were discovered under these circumstances, she would be in trouble, although things were already very bad.

As more and more evidence emerged proving that Mu Yegui was not the murderer, the police officer, sweating profusely, suddenly noticed the empty entryway and said with a smile, "There are no shoes of yours at the door."

“I hate wearing shoes. Officer, everyone has their own habits. Can you please stop harping on this? I don’t like wearing shoes, so I don’t wear them. Naturally, there won’t be any shoes at the door. Isn’t that a given?” Mu Yegui tilted her head and looked at him, her misty gray hair slightly obscuring her delicate and beautiful face.

“And the most important point…” Mu Yegui stood up, looked up at the police officer, and said slowly, “If I were to lay a hand on the detective, he wouldn’t just be unconscious, he would die on the spot.”

Mu Yegui snapped his fingers, and the coffee table in front of them shattered into dust in an instant.

The police officer stared blankly at Mu Yegui, who remained calm despite her actions, his face pale. He had just realized just how terrifying the seemingly weak girl's strength truly was.

"I've said everything I needed to say. Sorry to bother you, I'd like to go upstairs to change my clothes." Mu Yegui bowed politely to the police officer as usual, and then obediently ran upstairs.

After Mu Ye returned upstairs, the police officer slumped onto the sofa, panting, his hands on his chest. He said, "Holy crap, weren't the people of the Kingdom of Truth supposed to be harmless? How come this little girl is so terrifying? It seems she's definitely not the murderer. If she were, even ten squads of guards might not be able to catch her. Could she be a dungeon boss?"

"You're overthinking it. Who told you to provoke her? She was the first to discover it, yet you still insist on suspecting her." Another police officer walked up behind him, threw the file in his hand on his head, and said helplessly.

"Shu Ming, you scared me to death! Waaaaah, brother, I almost didn't see you again!" He grabbed Shu Ming's trouser leg and howled shamelessly.

Shu Ming pulled his trouser leg back a few steps, and said with disgust, "Aren't you ashamed, Conier? You say you're a half-blood of the Empire and the Federation, where's your guts?"

"It's nothing compared to the danger to my life!!!" Conier said, feigning tears.

"This is a troublesome case. To make matters worse, the victim is the most famous detective, Detective Flaro. I'm afraid that group of amateur detectives will also want to get involved." Shu Ming frowned as he looked at the contents of the notebook. It seemed to have no suspicious points, but in fact, it was full of them.

"The so-called 'Strategist Association' and its members, Shui Qi and his group? Speaking of which, that team is truly terrifying. They poached 90% of the first batch of top players." Connie paused, then suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "So we still need to maintain a good relationship with the first discoverer; whether we can solve the case depends entirely on her!"

"Regarding this, have you forgotten that you just offended her?" Shu Ming rolled his eyes and mercilessly exposed her.

Conier: "..."

(End of this chapter)