Chapter 452

While everyone was discussing in the dining room, the old butler was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room. There was a pot of tea in front of him, and he was drinking by himself.

He was the host and also the first spectator.

When Montari spoke, a smile appeared on the old butler's face, and a scene appeared in his mind.

…

"Old butler, is someone dead?"

Su Bai, whose body was covered in bite and claw marks caused by the zombie, did not seem to care about his injuries. He was only concerned about the explosion and whether it meant that someone had died.

"Dead." The old butler pointed at the bedroom door behind Su Bai, meaning that he was here to deal with the zombie. With one person dead, the old butler would not allow any accidents to happen in this house. At least for this day.

"There should be a notification in your mind." The old butler pointed at his head.

There would be a notification in the mind of whoever killed who. At the very least, the murderer was certain that he was the murderer. Otherwise, if the murderer was about to kill someone, and the murdered person chose to commit suicide at the last moment, who would be responsible?

For example, in the scene just now, Su Bai was fighting with the zombie. If Su Bai had bitten his tongue to commit suicide, would he have committed suicide or was he killed by Lucy?

The broadcast wanted the story to be complicated and interesting, but it did not want the story to be a mess.

"I'm just making sure."

After saying that, Su Bai did not take the antidote from the old butler. Instead, he chose to walk in the opposite direction to the deepest part of the second floor and went up the stairs to the rooftop.

…

"Did he lift a rock only to hit his own foot?" The old butler thought to himself. He actually had another role, which was to jump out of the audience's point of view and watch the game from the perspective of an insider. It was just like many large-scale live streaming online stages, where the audience could choose to switch the camera's perspective.

Montari had hidden himself well.

The old butler seemed to have high hopes for this young man named Montari. He had the right to express his emotions of joy, anger, and appreciation. However, the old butler could not understand one thing. This was because some of Su Bai's arrangements seemed a little superfluous to him.

It was similar to the feeling of Bick, who he had personally smashed into the wall in the previous round.

Now, there was already someone who 'understood' who stood up and patted you. How should you deal with it?

Slowly..,

When Su Bai finally said, "Is Zhao Rui looking for a midnight snack?", Zhao Rui was stunned.

A look of surprise appeared on the old butler's face.

This conclusion seemed to have gone in a big circle, but it was precisely because this circle had been taken that it had become more believable.

The old butler pondered and unconsciously looked at the tea in his hand. He felt that there should be other backup plans. Since Wang Yi was planning to push Zhao Rui, who he had killed, to the direction of suicide from the very beginning, in addition to pure logic, there should be a very clear backup plan, such as evidence.

As for this evidence, it should be very meticulous. At the very least, it couldn't be like that string. Moreover, it should be something that would make sense even if it was placed there. Even if Zhao Rui had really committed suicide, it would be very difficult to erase the evidence.

In an instant, although the old butler was still sitting on the sofa drinking tea, the old butler's figure appeared in every room on the second floor. His gaze began to search every room.

His eyes began to search.

Silently, the old butler stood up. He had already treated himself as another player. In fact, this was also the reason why the broadcast had created him and placed him here.

In the entire house, the rest of the old butler had disappeared. The old butler in the living room was also slowly fading away. In the end, the old butler appeared in the kitchen. The people who were still in the dining room and very close to the kitchen did not notice him at all.

The kitchen was still in a mess because of the gas tank explosion. Fortunately, there was still food and another set of kitchen utensils in the storage room. Of course, if there was none, there would be some. He could not let the listeners who participated in this game plan the murder case and find the murderer while they were hungry.

The old butler's gaze searched the messy kitchen, but he still did not find what he wanted to see. Evidence, no evidence!

If he only relied on logical reasoning to carry it out, it would not be 100%.

No, no..,

There must be something I missed.

With this thought in mind, the old butler's figure disappeared from the kitchen again and appeared on the sofa in the living room. He picked up the teacup again and fell into deep thought.

Zhao Rui's information began to flash through the old butler's mind. Of course, it was not Zhao Rui's information in the real world, but what Zhao Rui had seen through the old butler's eyes and ears in this Zhao Villa.

Suddenly, the old butler seemed to have thought of something. His figure appeared on the roof. The string string was still there. One section was on the roof, and the other was hanging down the eaves to the window of Zhao Rui's room.

The old butler squatted down in front of the string. He did not reach out to touch it because it was not allowed. His curiosity could only be satisfied on the premise that it did not destroy the fairness of the game. For example, his appearance would not have any smell, footprints, or any movement.

When the old steward stared at the string, he saw some burn marks on a part of the string. The marks were most obvious at the end of the string, where it hung down.

Something had burned on it.

The old butler continued to observe. He now had the pleasure of actively solving the riddle when he was in the audience, even if this pleasure could only satisfy him.

It turned out..,

That was it.

The old butler stood up. He finally understood the real purpose of Su Bai leaving this evidence.

An image appeared in the old butler's mind. Su Bai placed the string to one side and tied a string to the bottom of the string. Then, he smeared a combustible substance similar to kerosene on the string.

Su Bai stood in his room or some other hidden place. He lifted the string and lit the string below. He watched the string slowly burn. At the same time, the burning of the string also blackened the end of the string because of the fire.

But another image appeared in the old butler's mind. It was the image that the old butler felt Su Bai wanted everyone to associate with this evidence.

When Zhao Rui found out that Lucy had come down from the roof, she leaned out of the window and threw the high-quality string to the roof. Because the end of the string was tied with a rope beforehand, Zhao Rui could adjust the angle of the string by pulling the rope from the window below. One end of the string was facing her window. After that, because of the height issue, Zhao Rui chose to burn the rope with a layer of kerosene-like combustibles. Rain could not extinguish the flames when kerosene burned.

She didn't need to take the risk of passing by the other people's rooms to get to the roof because it was raining outside. Lucy could quietly return to her room from the roof to change her clothes, then calmly control the zombies to attack Su Bai. But Zhao Rui couldn't do it in time. She couldn't go up to the roof to set up the string, change her clothes, and then rush to the kitchen to ignite the gas tank when Lucy attacked Su Bai.

If the old butler didn't know that Su Bai was the murderer, he wouldn't even have the slightest room to refute this evidence.

"Did he already know Zhao Rui's identity?" The old butler muttered to himself. Because if this logic continued, the premise was that Zhao Rui knew what Lucy was doing, so she used it to create this chaotic situation.

Then, she used the string as fake evidence to make the living think that the murderer was still alive!

"He probably didn't expect Lucy's zombie attack, but he should have known what Lucy was doing on the roof long ago. But after being attacked by the zombies, he could actually choose this kind of arrangement in such a short time …"

The old butler suddenly felt a little emotional. If the other five people who were still alive lost with this kind of arrangement.

It wouldn't be a pity.

…

Things seemed to have gone one round, and it was back to the problem of Zhao Rui's suicide.

But this time, even Montari could not come up with any rebuttal. At first, he had overturned the theory that Zhao Rui had committed suicide because the evidence of the zither string was too fake. But if he made a deduction based on the evidence of the zither string and everyone's performance and division of labor in this investigation, it would be a huge paradox.

And if the string was placed there by Zhao Rui, it seemed that everything made sense. She did it on purpose so that everyone wouldn't think that she committed suicide!

"What is Zhao Rui's identity? Do you have any clues?" Su Bai asked at this time. "She dared to come down to eat supper alone at night. She really isn't afraid of death."

"She's a Light Magician. Her real name is Prina. I know her in real life." Diana said at this time, "She changed her appearance and turned herself into an Asian woman."

"Then, Zhao Rui, oh no, Prina's room is next to Lucy's room, and the two of them also sit opposite each other when they eat, so they are very close.

Say, do you think Prina already knew what Lucy was doing?

She's a Light Magician. Even if she's an ordinary person, she should be sensitive to things like zombies, right? "Chen Ming said.

"No, Zhao Rui didn't have time to wait for Lucy to come down from the roof, then change her clothes and go to the kitchen to blow herself up. She didn't even have half an hour, and with the time we had to react and prepare, there was only ten minutes of real time. She wouldn't be able to make it in time, and she wouldn't dare gamble on those ten minutes!"

Montari said. Then he seemed to have thought of something and said to Xu Gang, "Go, take the string from the roof!"

Perhaps because Montari's performance was impressive, Xu Gang obeyed and ran to the stairs.

Xu Gang obediently got up and ran to the stairs, seemingly because of Montari's previous performance that had left everyone with a whole new level of respect.

Su Bai, on the other hand, looked at Meng Tarry calmly.