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

Chapter 69, Section 1.5: Who is the real culprit?

"This is troublesome. We've caught the culprit, but the instance hasn't been completed. Could it be that the culprit we caught isn't the real killer?" Conier leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, muttering to himself.

“But the culprit himself admitted to attacking Detective Flaro.” Shu Ming leaned against the wall of the tea room, thoughtfully sipping his coffee.

"That's why it's so difficult. He's confessed, but our investigation isn't over, which means he's not the real culprit. If he's not the real culprit, it means we arrested the wrong person. His confession means he's protecting someone, but the problem is he doesn't have any friends! We can't even find him to question him!! Ahhhhh, I'm going crazy!" Conier sat up straight and frantically ruffled his hair.

"Calm down, it's not that bad." Shu Ming smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed. "I have a feeling this case is trying to prevent us from participating in the exhibition, which is quite challenging."

"What good would it do to prevent us from participating in the exhibition?" Conier put down his hand, walked to the water dispenser, poured himself a glass of water, and asked.

Yes, what good would it do to prevent them from participating in the exhibition?
Could it be that this exhibition has some other significance?
As Shu Ming sipped his coffee, he seemed lost in thought; there were many suspicious points in this case.

First, why attack Detective Flaro? Second, how much force would it take to break the wall and involve the neighbors? Third, the culprit confessed to the crime, but the copy did not agree, indicating that it was fake.

"According to the results of the recent examination, Detective Flaro has three marks on the back of his head, indicating that he was hit three times," Shu Ming said, picking up the examination report from the side.

Conier's lips twitched slightly. "He was hit on the back of the head three times and didn't die. How tough is he?"

This rant is spot on; it speaks to everyone's feelings. But Shu Ming thought of another aspect.

"I'm going out for a bit." Shu Ming handed the appraisal report to Conier and prepared to leave.

"Where?"

"I need to ask the first person who discovered the crime about the details of what happened."

If the object was struck three times, how many times did the first discoverer hear the sound of a blunt instrument striking the object?

This is extremely important, as it relates to whether there are other suspects.

damn it!
Why did he only notice this now!
No, I should say, why is it taking so long for this appraisal report to come out!

the other side.

Mu Yegui sat in a chair in her hotel room, deep in thought. She was particularly curious about where the puzzle box had gone. Perhaps she should sneak over to Detective Flaro's house to check...

Thinking of this, she suddenly paused, then gently opened the hotel window and jumped out.

As dusk approached and night fell, the streetlights came on, dispelling the darkness.

Mu Yegui walked alone down the street, heading towards Detective Flaro's house.

A furtive figure was following her from a distance, seemingly intent on doing something.

"You expressionless face, someone's following you," Mu Yin said in a deep voice, seemingly in a bad mood.

"I know." Mu Yegui continued walking forward without any intention of turning back.

Mu Yin excitedly suggested, "What do you plan to do? Stab the heart? Cut off the head? Or..."

Mu Yegui remained expressionless, but rejected all of Mu Yin's suggestions, saying, "I'm not as playful as Xiao Yin." This meant she had no intention of killing that person, so there was no need to overthink it.

"But he's following you! Is it really okay not to take him down?" Mu Yin said angrily. Isn't taking care of him the simplest thing to do?
“Then we’ll be taken away by the police tomorrow. After all, this is the Kingdom of Truth, and crime is not tolerated.” Compared to the idiot Mu Yin, whose mind is full of killing, Mu Yegui has more to consider, such as what trouble eliminating this person will bring her.

If there's a lot of trouble, then knocking them out is fine; if there's no trouble, then killing them doesn't matter. Essentially, they're the same person, even if Mu Yegui seems calmer.

Mu Yegui squatted down and looked at her bare little feet. On the surface, she was completely unguarded, but in reality, she was waiting for the person following her to make a move.

"Hey, you expressionless face, I heard that killing in self-defense isn't a crime. Why don't we do that too?" Mu Yin suddenly remembered something and said excitedly.

"No." With just one simple word, she expressed her refusal.

Mu Yegui felt that it was excessive self-defense. Of course, if the person went too far, it wouldn't matter if they died, but that didn't apply to her. Mu Yin had to get rid of her habit of killing at the drop of a hat.

"You're so stubborn, you expressionless face," Mu Yin said, displeased.

"You're being too willful. We live in a society governed by law, and proper rules must be followed." Mu Yegui stopped talking at this point. Although she didn't turn around, she knew for certain that the sneaky person was only five meters away from her.

Four meters...

Three meters...

Getting closer and closer.

The man held a knife and stabbed at Mu Yegui's back. Mu Yegui slightly turned to avoid it, grabbed the knife with one hand, and gently kicked the man in the stomach with his bare little foot. The man flew out of the way.

The fact that the building wasn't damaged shows that Mu Yegui's kick was really very light; it only broke a few ribs.

Mu Yegui took the hilt with his left hand, and with a flick of his right index finger, the blade, gleaming with a chilling light, snapped in half and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

She strode forward and touched the man's neck; his pulse was pounding, but there were no signs of life-threatening danger.

"Are you injured?" Shu Ming took out handcuffs and cuffed them to the man's hands, squinting and chuckling.

Mu Yegui shook her head and then asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to ask you about what happened at the time of the incident, but I suddenly saw you being attacked." He was just across the street and was about to cross the road when he saw this, but he knew that Mu Yegui didn't seem to be in any danger, so he waited for the green light before coming over.

"I don't know him, but he definitely targeted me." Because he was following her from the beginning, and then attacked her when she was off guard.

Seeing that Shu Ming wanted to take the person away, Mu Yegui slowly spoke to stop him, "You'd better not move him casually. I kicked him in a pretty clever spot. If you move him even slightly, his broken ribs will pierce his lungs." His childish, soft voice spoke words that sent chills down one's spine.

Although he didn't intend to kill anyone, he certainly didn't plan to make anyone suffer.

It did happen in an instant, but Mu Yegui made sure she was in the right spot before she kicked the person, meaning she deliberately kicked them like that.

In fact, if she had used just a little more force at that moment, his internal organs would have been crushed in an instant.

The volatile Mu Yin is terrifying, but the calm Mu Yegui is no less formidable, and is even more like a devil than Mu Yin.

“Officer, I suspect he’s connected to the detective’s case and wants to kill the first discoverer to silence him.” Mu Yegui looked down at the unconscious man and spoke in a soft, childlike voice.

The loud noise of the sports car driving by completely drowned out her voice, leaving only the wind blowing through her long, curly, misty gray hair.

(End of this chapter)