I am in the horror game, scrambling to steal the male lead's halo

Chapter 315 Lost Fishing Line

"You mean, Master Qin was already dead before we saw the figure?"

"Yes, that's what I mean." Gu Chaoxi nodded.

The reason I think so is because of what Luo Zhi just said.

Assuming that the murderer wanted to run from downstairs to upstairs when he made the sound, he was preparing to kill someone at the moment, so he should not appear anxious, and there would probably not be any footsteps.

However, the two siblings of the Luo family were very sure that they heard the sound, which only meant that the figure and the sound were separate.

In other words, the shadow you see is created by one person, and the sound is created by another person.

Or maybe he used some method to make everyone see that figure, blurring people's sense of time.

This action is to prevent someone from ignoring the host's warning and insisting on coming out of the room and catching him.

In fact, even if someone noticed this abnormality last night, no one came out.

But the murderer's thinking was correct.

The figure only appeared after he committed the crime, to a certain extent, even if someone noticed what had happened and came out of the room.

It won’t be known in a short time who was killed or which room the person with the knife went to.

Before his death, Mr. Qin was trying to open the door. Even if he really opened the door, he would probably not be able to hold on by the time people found him.

But there was one thing that Gu Chaoxi didn’t understand.

This person could obviously kill Master Qin quietly, so why did he create a shadow that everyone could see?

She touched her chin and stood there without moving.

When Shen Lan and the other three came out, Gu Chaoxi was leaning against the low wall.

There was no expression on her face, as if she was simply in a daze.

"Anything gained?"

Qin Wei turned her head to look at Shen Lan and Zhou Youyou. As for Zhou Ze and Qi Chuzhao, she actually didn't expect them to discover anything.

Shen Lan took a look, seemed to be thinking about something, and then shook his head: "Those rooms, except for their change of clothes, there is almost nothing special."

"The boys' room is very tidy, while the girls' room just has some extra trinkets like rouge and powder."

"But it looks like not much is used. They are all on the table."

Gu Chaoxi frowned. This meant that there were no useful clues.

But then, she heard Shen Lan speak again: "But we found something strange behind the house."

"What?" Gu Chaoxi raised his head.

Zhou Youyou stretched out his hand, which was a ball of fishing line that looked a little messy.

Her eyes were questioning, and soon Shen Lan began to explain.

"At first we didn't think of going to the back of the house because the space there is very narrow and only one person can barely pass through."

"But I thought I had to check everywhere so I went to have a look and saw this ball of fishing line."

The fishing line was found at the back of the house, probably behind Mrs. Zhao's room, which corresponds to Mr. Qin's room on the second floor.

Because the space at the back was very narrow, it was difficult for Zhou Ze and Qi Chuzhao to walk in, so they let the thinner Shen Lan go in to pick it up.

That space is just enough for one person to walk in, but it would be cramped if one squatted down.

Next to it is a wall separating the temple from the outside.

This wall is not very high, only about the height of a floor.

If someone wants to climb over the wall from outside, it is actually quite easy.

After picking up the fishing line, Shen Lan became more thoughtful and reached out to push the window of Mrs. Zhao's room.

The windows were tightly closed and could not be pushed open from the outside. Pulling them open also did not work, probably because they were buckled from the inside.

"You are quite attentive."

Gu Chaoxi chuckled, and took the ball of fishing line in Zhou Youyou's hand.

This kind of fishing line looks like it just fell to the ground naturally, without any robbery at all.

Pei Yan reached out his hand, found one end, and the two of them walked towards both sides.

As the distance increases, the fishing line gradually becomes straightened.

When the two men reached the point where the fishing line was stretched straight, they stopped and looked. The distance between them was about fifteen meters.

I turned my head to look at the two-story building next to me. The height of one floor is about three and a half meters. Adding the height of the roof and the horizontal length, it is about thirteen meters.

There is about one meter of fishing line left, probably?

Can it become the highest point of a human figure?

Gu Chaoxi pursed her lips. Although she didn't know why she compared the lengths in this way, she just thought of it inexplicably.

She lowered her eyes, walked forward, and slowly wound up the fishing line in her hand.

When she returned to the previous place twice, she took the other ball of fishing line handed to her by Pei Yan and just put away the fishing line.

Pei Yan lowered his eyes and took a look, then raised the corners of his lips a little: "It seems that we think the same thing."

Qin Wei and Shen Yao looked at each other and lowered their eyes.

Whatever they thought of, they naturally thought of as well.

But the fishing line alone doesn't mean anything.

“Maybe we don’t know anything about this story at all.”

Qin Wei calmed his voice.

It wasn't that she wanted to question what she had found out, but that was the current situation.

They have not found anything useful in this temple so far, which means that the time it takes for them to discover the truth may really be delayed.

"I think maybe I should check the situation tonight."

Gu Chaoxi turned to look at Pei Yan, who nodded, agreeing with Gu Chaoxi's idea.

If you can't find anything during the day, it only means that all the useful things are at night.

Maybe, we will find something different at night?

"The host said that we should not go out at night to avoid offending the gods. In other words, we can actually go out at night."

Qin Wei said this, looking at the two of them, and had a plan in mind.

"Dear donors, it's time for dinner."

A young monk came over, bowed slightly to the few people, and put his hands together in front of his chest.

He lowered his eyes, seemingly not very interested in where the others were. He just came to inform them that it was time to eat.

Gu Chaoxi raised his hand and patted Qin Wei's shoulder, laughing.

"Let's go eat first. We'll talk about tonight."

Maybe as Qin Wei said, the temple will be completely different at night?

The group of people headed towards the kitchen in a mighty manner.

Maybe they thought that many refugees knew that the seat was for them, so when they arrived, there was still an empty table.

After they sat down, Qin Wei raised her elbow and nudged Gu Chaoxi.

Looking sideways, Qin Yi and Qin Mo were sitting near the corner.

The two of them sat opposite each other, their faces didn't look very good, and there was a bruise on Qin Yi's cheek.

"Been beaten?"

When they saw Qin Yi worshiping Buddha in the afternoon, his face was still fine?

"It might be Qin Mo who hit him. It looked like sparks were coming out of his eyes."

Indeed, the look in Qin Mo's eyes when he looked at Qin Yi seemed to be filled with hatred.