A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 687

Chapter 687: Chapter 509 Lingering Evil Spirits_3 Chapter 687: Chapter 509 Lingering Evil Spirits_3 Just then, the young man thought of Duanmu Huai again and rushed over to ask questions. Duanmu Huai pondered for a moment and shrugged.

“There aren't many clues at the crime scene right now. Unless we examine the body closely and search the room, I can't say much.”

Indeed, as Duanmu Huai had said, there were no clues left in the smoking room where the crime occurred, apart from the body, a strange array, and a few cigarette butts.

He's not Sherlock Holmes, he can't figure it out just from the cigarette butts.

There's no murder weapon, and the murderer didn't leave any clues, how to investigate?

He is the God of Destruction, the God of Joy, not the God of Reasoning.

This is not his business!

Actually, Duanmu Huai prefers a blunt approach – waiting for the culprit to expose himself, and then slapping him to death.

It's like hunting flies, it's very tiring to find flies on your own, it's easier to wait for the flies to buzz around, then you can immediately locate and take action.

“Hmph, after all that talk, it turns out you're not capable at all, right?”

At this moment, Arthur, not far from him, sneered–for he had an alibi, making him the most smug of the group. After all, he was at the viewing platform when the victim was killed, so he easily escaped suspicion and now seemed quite arrogant.

“Moreover, maybe you're the murderer. After all, you look like a murderer.”

“Hmph!”

Hearing this, Duanmu Huai darkened his face and glared fiercely at him. Arthur wanted to say something, but after feeling Duanmu Huai's gaze, he suddenly felt breathless, as if his heart had missed a beat. Accompanied by a cold chill erupting from his back, he was so scared that his legs went soft and collapsed to the ground.

“What, what do you want to do?”

“If I were a murderer, you'd be the first one I'd kill, you big-mouthed, arrogant idiot.”

Duanmu Huai glared at Arthur again, then turned his gaze away. This time Arthur dared not speak anymore. Trembling, he collapsed on the floor, his eyes wide with fear, looking at Duanmu Huai but unable to say a word.

At this time, Doctor Rose also stepped forward.

“This man didn't kill him, I can be sure.”

“Why, why?”

“It's simple.”

Doctor Rose looked at the other questioner and began to explain.

“According to my autopsy results, the killer slit the victim's throat right in front of him. Judging from the angle of the wound, the killer is roughly the same height as the victim. And this gentleman…”

While speaking, Rose silently glanced at Duanmu Huai.

“To do that, he'd probably have to squat.”

Everyone looked at Duanmu Huai, then at Doctor Rose, making a comparison… yeah, it seems to be reasonable.

“Also, I saw that strange array too. It's drawn with a finger soaked in blood. Judging from the radius and size of the pattern, it is the size of an ordinary adult man's finger… so…”

Well, it's understandable.

Upon hearing this, Lorena also curiously raised her hand.

“Do you mean that the murderer is an adult male?”

“An ordinary adult male.”

In the interests of medical accuracy, Doctor Rose added a sentence, then took a look at Duanmu Huai– it was obvious who this statement was directed at.

So, according to Doctor Rose, at least Duanmu Huai, Arthur, Lorena, the maid Esther, the bodyguard Dort, and the two female students from Masters College can be ruled out.

Then, the remaining suspects are the other two male students from Masters College, the captain and the navigator, and Fred Winston, who discovered the body.

Chapter end

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