The person who entered the room upstairs was either someone else or the female relatives of the man who died just now.

After Zhongli searched the book, she kept staying in the room. Finally, she couldn't help but be curious and opened a book to check it out.

What she saw was exactly what she experienced during this incident, and she screamed in dismay.

This is exactly the same thing that Zhongli is waiting for.

In the face of unknown things and unknown enemies, he must remain calm and wait for more things to happen before he can make inferences.

"What you see is the same as me, so it is very likely that this box book records everything that happens to everyone."

After Zhongli finished speaking, he asked Lu Yuan to call everyone downstairs.

At this moment, everyone also regarded Zhongli as the backbone.

"Sir, have you discovered something?" The name of the shopkeeper became even more polite.

"Some, but not sure enough, each of you will go find this book to read it." Zhongli directed everyone over, Lu Yuan sent them a book, and Uncle Li stood aside with his hands in his arms, staring at everyone's movements.

As for the other guards, it is guaranteed that everyone is in their own sight and that they are in other people's sight.

Soon something that Zhongli expected appeared on the book box.

Almost everyone can't help but exclaim when looking through it, saying that the above are all things that have been experienced recently, which are even more detailed than the diary.

"Obviously, monsters will not write diaries for you, nor will they have the leisure to peek at your life, so this should be a plan to disrupt people's hearts. Keep reading and don't panic."

Zhongli comforted the panicked people, and it is most important to maintain order at this moment.

While queuing up to read a book, there was a man who seemed very anxious. Under Uncle Li's reminder, Zhongli also set his sights on him.

As he was about to line up in front of the bookcase, his panic finally reached its peak and walked out, claiming to go out.

Of course, Zhongli did not allow it, so he asked Uncle Li to carry his collar to the bookcase, and forced the man to open a book.

He looked at the records in the book and his face was extremely strange, but nothing else happened.

Lu Yuan snatched his book, read a few articles, and walked to Zhongli: "Young master, he is a fugitive, not a native of his country, but he escaped from the east for murder."

Zhongli's eyes became deeper.

It seems that no one can escape the eyes of this book.

Is this a magic trick, or something else?

After everyone finished reading the book, the situation was obvious, and the book corresponded to everyone in the inn.

But there were no other clues, and everything returned to a clueless situation. Zhongli pondered for a moment and called Uncle Li, who was guarding the fugitive.

"Uncle Li, arrange these people next door first, send someone to take turns to watch, and then let's take a look at the corpse."

Uncle Li immediately told the people to do it, asking the guards to stare at each person, walk into the next room, and then guard it tightly.

Zhongli brought the fur gloves handed over by Lu Yuan, squatted down and carefully looked at the corpse on the ground.

Uncle Li walked over and stood beside him and looked at him for a long time: "There was no external injuries, but his face was pale, and his body was sucked dry. This was exactly the same as the brother who died that day."

Zhongli stared at the corpse without saying a word. After a while, he raised his head and asked, "Uncle Li, do you smell a strange smell?"

Uncle Li looked puzzled and tried to squat down. He sniffed his nose slightly, and immediately looked confused.

"What does it really taste like? It seems to be... medicinal materials?"

"Maybe he was as weak as a young master during his lifetime and took medicine for a long time." Lu Yuan guessed.

Zhongli shook his head: "No, for those who take medicine for a long time, the fragrance of medicine is from the inside out, similar to the body fragrance, but the smell on this person's body is emitted from the outside."

Uncle Li frowned and asked, "What the young master means is this man who was drugged before?"

Zhongli nodded: "It's not bad, and I'm very familiar with this taste, but I can't remember it for a while."

"This is easy to deal with. There are masters who are good at this kind of art among the guards."

Uncle Li walked to the next door and quickly brought back a guard, the one who distributed small pills to everyone.

He squatted in front of the corpse, twitched his nose and sniffed it, which immediately relieved everyone's doubts.

"It's spiritual mud grass!"

Spiritual mud grass.

Zhongli's eyes became lively, and he raised his hands and circled around the corpse.

"So that's it, so that's it!"

Lu Yuan asked curiously: "Young Master, what have you discovered?"

A confident smile rose from the corner of Zhongli's mouth: "The spiritual mud grass can affect people's soul fluctuations and minds. Just like the book just now, what everyone sees is not actually recorded words, but is reflected by the spiritual mud grass's memory. It is consistent with the spiritual mud grass's function of causing hallucination and vomiting."

"Yes, when the young master said this, I remembered that there are many of these things in the Ministry of Justice. They use them to interrogate prisoners, and the effect is very effective." The guard said.

Why is it related to the six departments again?

Zhongli looked a little unhappy, and he vaguely thought of Chen Jin, thinking about whether it was the game he set.

But soon he shook his head.

No matter how brave Chen Jin is, he is still a timid and timid coward who is just a coward who is timid and timid, and he will never be able to do such a murderous thing or method.

From this point of view, the murderer has someone else.

And Zhongli speculated that the man was still in the room.

After all, the effect of Ling Nicao has not yet passed so far, which means that someone has been urging him to do so.

So, where is this person hiding in the room?

No matter what Zhongli thought, he couldn't think of it, which inevitably made him feel a little anxious.

"Where is it, did I ignore something, or did I think of which link I was wrong?" He began to turn around in circles on his back.

After thinking about it, he turned to Uncle Li: "Where is the body of that guard?"

Uncle Li responded: "When I entered the city, I sealed it with an ice coffin and placed it in the woodshed."

"Go and have a look."

Zhongli went straight to the woodshed.

A ice coffin was covered with cloth and was quietly parked in the corner.

Zhongli walked over and lifted the cloth open, and saw at a glance that the guards inside were closed like sleeping.

"I've been disturbed."

Zhongli took a deep breath, asked Uncle Li to lift the coffin, and then carefully checked it.

There was indeed no wound on my body. Except for my pale face and skin, everything else looked no different from the sleeping person.

Of course, Zhongli also smelled the smell of spiritual mud grass on him.

No, there must be something wrong, I haven't discovered it yet.

Zhongli touched his chin and stared at the corpse in the ice coffin, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

Uncle Li and Lu Yuan stood aside, looked at each other helplessly, and then began to carefully guard the surroundings.

"I thought about more than a hundred possibilities, but no one could do it. Could it be that it is really a monster?"

Zhongli murmured to himself, and after saying that he could no longer think of any other clues, so he could only ask Uncle Li to cover the ice coffin.

"It's strange. It shouldn't be that hot this day, why did the ice melt?" Uncle Li said strangely, and was about to cover the ice coffin, Zhongli suddenly trembled all over.

He grabbed Uncle Li excitedly: "Uncle Li, what did you say just now?"

Uncle Li looked puzzled: "I said the ice has melted."

Zhongli continued to ask: "How do you know that the ice has melted?"

Uncle Li was even more puzzled. He glanced into the ice coffin and said in confusion: "The clothes are wet, and it must be iced."

Isn't this common sense?

"No, I mean, how do you make sure that the clothes were wet because of the ice melt?"

After saying that, Zhongli reached out to wipe the ice coffin and raised his hand to show it to the two of them.

Lu Yuan said in disbelief: "Hands are done."

Zhongli focused heavily: "That's right! Fortunately, Uncle Li just now, you reminded me, and I finally found out the problem, that's water!"

"The clothes on the body upstairs were wet. Everyone thought it was caused by the teapot being overturned. No one regarded this as a suspicion, but it was different. The ice had not melted, where did the water come from?"
Chapter completed!