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"Footsteps?!"

Xiao Han repeated these three words in surprise, as if, no, it was indeed an amazing discovery for him.

Dong Liu further affirmed his question and pushed his glasses with one hand.

"I kept lying behind the door and recording the sound last night. I knew clearly where these sounds came from, that is the ground. If it was the sound on the ground, there was a 95% chance of it being the sound of footsteps."

"I suspect......Late at night after we went to bed, there would be a person walking back and forth in the corridor of our guest room."

"You said back and forth?" Xiao Han asked.

"Yes, this sound has been sounding for a long time, so I didn't sleep well last night." Dong Liushen sighed, "You know, this cruise ship will be quiet at night, without their noisy sounds. If I open the door without authorization, strangers walking back and forth outside will definitely hear the sound and do something to me as soon as possible, then you may not see me today."

“That’s true.”

Xiao Han looked at Dong Liu, and after seeing his slightly tired eyes, he knew that he had disturbed him for a long time. He stood up consciously and prepared to leave the room.

But when standing at the door of the room, Xiao Han saw an old-fashioned recorder that had been placed in the corner, which reminded him of the past when the English teacher used this machine when he played their listening skills for them. Although he had long memory, he still grabbed its feet.

"This is?"

"Oh, this is the recorder I often use when I have insomnia. I have some lullaby tapes, so I used them."

Dong Liu's voice came from the head of the bed. Looking back, he was already lying on the bed and covered himself with a quilt.

"See you in the afternoon, Xiao Han, I hope you can live to the end."

After closing the door tightly, Xiao Han did not return to his room immediately, but paced in the corridor covered with red carpets.

He found a problem-

Unless the people in the corridor step on the ground hard, there is no clear sound of footsteps.

Could it be that someone was jumping and playing in the corridor last night?

Although Dong Liu gave himself many clues, many of them are not credible, especially the question about the recorder.

You know, as a recorder is such an old machine, he still remembers that when the English teacher gave him his listening skills, the tape would often cassette, making the "squeak" current sound from the snowflake screen on the TV. If he could ensure that his tape was brand new enough, otherwise using the recorder to play lullaby would be really a pain for himself.

By the way, don’t he have a cell phone? Why do you have to use a recorder in one go?

This recorder is weird, and Dong Liu is weird. As for the reason, Xiao Han doesn't know what it is now.

He glanced at the room where he happened to be parked, which was from Han Baiyi.

He wanted to go to other people to verify some of the rhetorics about Dong Liu, but after seeing the three words Han Baiyi, he gave up this idea. If he wanted to discuss it, he could only discuss it with others. Although he was a detective like himself, he did not play the role of being a detective.

Xiao Han's eyes continued to move from Han Baiyi's door to the next door not far away, which was Bai Xiaoqiao.

Xiao Han was so impressed by this high school student. Although she was a high school student, her talents and attitude towards things were not as good as her.

After knocking on the door and receiving the response, what appeared in front of Xiao Han was Bai Xiaoqiao who was reading with a book on his back.

"What's up?"

"Announcing, I want to ask you a little question, is that OK?"

Looking at by the cold eyes, Xiao Han felt uncomfortable for the first time.

"It's about last night."

"Baili Zheng asked you and Han Baiyi to investigate Qi Ling's case, so now the on-site investigation is over, and then you start knocking on the door one by one to ask witnesses, right?" Bai Xiaoqiao closed the book, "In theory, you are the first person to witness Qi Ling's death. Shouldn't you ask yourself this kind of question?"

"Do you doubt me?"

"No, no, of course not, it's just because there were too many things last night, and I think everyone is suspicious." Although Bai Xiaoqiao lowered his head than Xiao Han, his temperament was not inferior to Xiao Han at all. She raised her eyebrows, "So, Mr. Detective, what are you asking me if you have any questions? Come in and ask."

If you step into the door of Bai Xiaoqiao with one foot, you need not say what you have in the room, you will all come according to a template.

However, there were a large number of books and some notebooks with bookmarks on the head of Bai Xiaoqiao's bed.

"What I want to ask you is, did you hear any strange sounds last night? Such as footsteps or something?"

"A strange sound?" Bai Xiaoqiao looked up slightly, as if thinking, "There is a strange sound, but there is no footsteps. The sound sounds too harsh. I could barely hear it if I covered the quilt on my head. How can I describe that sound? It is like the sound of electric current."

The sound of electric current, Xiao Han remembered the recorder and tape.

"Are you sure you didn't hear footsteps? Think about it carefully, because this is really important to me."

"Footsteps, I think about it, it seems to be true, but the harsh sound of electric current covered all the sounds, and the footsteps were very small."

Bai Xiaoqiao raised his head and looked at Xiao Han who had already stood up.

"What's wrong? Mr. Detective, is my answer helpful to you? If it's helpful, don't ask, because I know this, I'm going to read a book now. Do you think a man is staying in a girl's room? If this scene is seen, what will others think of you?"

"I'll leave now."

Bai Xiaoqiao issued an order to expel guests, and Xiao Han was embarrassed to ask her questions again. He did not feel abnormal because of the coldness of the high school student.

He only had all the words and items about Dong Liu just now. He glanced at Dong Liu's guest room he had just walked by and was not ready to visit again.

If he has been worried about Qi Ling’s affairs now, how can he be in the game without a mental state when he participated in the game at night?

So in order to maintain a good mental state, Xiao Han returned to his room.

Six o'clock in the evening.

Everyone sat in their previous positions, waiting for the start of the next game.

Yesterday was salmon, so what was today?

The phone rang.
Chapter completed!