Looking at the head on the table, after the crowd screamed, the cry of the Thorne couple was immediately followed.

"Nichol! My son..."

Nicole's head and eyes were frightened, as if he had seen something incredible, and he was surprised and afraid. Judging from his appearance, he should have seen the murderer before his death.

Becky pushed Eric, and this kind of autopsy work must be left to him.

"Eric, go and have a look."

Eric glanced at Donald, who was trembling behind him, and showed a helpless expression.

"In this case, someone will always have to help you!"

Betsy looked at the soldiers in the Security Department again, feeling helpless. The reactions of these guys were too slow. In this case, there was no movement rhythm or reaction ability.

"Captain Jasper, please help my teammates take care of Master Donald. He is a doctor and can check the situation of the deceased."

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After hearing Becky's words, Jasper reacted.

"Oh, what do you think of, protect Master Donald."

Eric then slowly approached the head on the table. With his physique, he was not afraid of poisoning or something. He was afraid that the other party would hide some curses or magic traps on the head of the deceased. If these traps were not handled properly, Eric would also be hit.

After carefully checking the head and making sure there are no curses and traps, Eric started the autopsy.

"The blood is new, and the death should be less than half an hour, and it should be 5-10 minutes before we eat.

But the wound on the neck is not an incision, but a strain. With the fingerprints on the neck, I can basically determine that Mr. Nicole's head was twisted off directly by someone else, and the other party is very strong."

Listening to this cruel way of killing, the Thorne and his wife cried even louder.

After Eric finished analyzing, Becky spoke.

"I think we should first look at his room and see if we can find other parts of the body."

After hearing this, Captain Jasper and Klein quickly rushed to Nicole's room. When they saw the door locked, everyone's hearts bulged slightly.

Jasper kicked open the wooden door, and a strong smell of blood came to his face, and a large amount of blood fell across the room, almost dyeing the whole room red.

As a blood magician, Eric naturally understood at a glance that if a human blood has such a sprinkling effect, it is necessary to drain all the blood on the person's body.

"There is only if the blood is shining, so this effect will be achieved."

Betsy walked into the room, and under her feet was a piece of her torn arm. She picked up her arm and took a look.

"The body was also completely torn apart by bare hands. The very bursting and cruel way of killing is indeed in line with the Avenger's personality psychology."

After sorting out Nicole's body, everyone returned to the hall, and the atmosphere was a bit cold.

Captain Jasper saw that Mrs. Celia was staring at her and immediately felt her hair furrowed all over and quickly explained.

"My soldiers and I have been watching the entire manor well. We rotate patrol personnel every 2 hours, and absolutely no one broke into the manor."

Mrs. Celia's face became colder.

"No one broke in, why was Nicole killed?"

At this time, Eric spoke.

"Maybe the one who took action was the manor? The so-called Avengers could be servants? The people of the Ministry of Security? Or, a member of the Prodini family?

They may be the murderers, or the so-called Avengers, and they are more concealed and have the opportunity to commit crimes than outsiders.”

This time, Nian Klein couldn't help but give Eric a thumbs up, with clear ideas, reasonable and well-founded, and liked it.

Klein thought so, but he could not say it in this environment. Klein didn't like to argue with stubborn and difficult to talk, as that would make him very tired. Mrs. Celia was obviously the kind of person who was the most stubborn and difficult to talk about.

"What did you say? Some things are not something you can say." Mrs. Celia looked at Eric fiercely.

"Yes, how could it be someone inside the manor?" some servants echoed.

Betsy stood up.

"Mrs. Celia, my teammate, is just explaining a possible situation, and I think what he said makes sense. Now everyone in the manor is suspected."

Jasper of the Ministry of Security lost his voice at this time. He dared not directly contradict Mrs. Celia like Betsy and Eric.

Celia's face was a little gloomy. Perhaps she felt that Becky and Eric's words made sense, so she did not continue to refute Becky.

"I think we can use the exclusion method to eliminate their respective suspicions. First of all, the three of us should be together in the afternoon, Mr. Donald, Miss Guy, and Miss Agatha, and the first to eliminate the suspicion."

Jasper spoke first.

"Our members are all in groups of four, and they are in a small team rotation, so there is no chance of acting alone. Moreover, between this, we have been guarding the periphery of the manor and not entering the interior of the villa!"

The housekeeper Seth glanced at Mrs. Celia, and when he saw the other party nodding, he directed the servants and said.

"You will tell us about your actions in the afternoon and give us more details."

With the instructions of the housekeeper, the servants began to tell their respective absentee certificates in the afternoon.

There were only three servants who did not have any absent evidence, but Betsy stepped forward and tried them. The bones were very fragile and the muscles were loose. They were all ordinary people. It was impossible to tear apart a person with talent for cultivation with bare hands.

Housekeeper Seth nodded and added.

“The servants are all in three groups and basically all can testify against each other, and unless they all have problems, they are unlikely to be the murderer.

And I myself chatted with Mrs. Celia in the afternoon and never left."

Now, only the Thorne and his daughter were left. Seeing everyone looking at him, Thorne said crazy.

"I can't kill my son, right? I've already died two sons. Are you wrong?"

Looking at Thorne, Becky shook her head. She basically couldn't find anything like this.

Mrs. Celia pressed her temples, as if she had lost interest in all this.

"I'm tired, help me back."

Two servants and several guards pushed Celia's wheelchair away.

After Mrs. Celia left, Betsy cooperated with Jasper to start asking all the servants in the manor one by one.

This kind of inquiry and investigation continued until after 10 o'clock in the evening and was not over. Some servants were already yawning and were extremely sleepy.

During this period, Klein kept by Agatha's side and tried his best to avoid another accident.

Agatha, who had been watching Becky ask, was also a little tired. She patted Klein on the shoulder and said.

"What happened today is really bad. Klein, it's too late. I want to go back and rest."

Klein nodded.

"Okay, I'll send you up."

After sending Agatha back to her room, Klein moved a chair and sat down at her door.

After a while, Eric and Betsy had already finished what they had at hand. After each sent their respective guard targets back to the room, the three of them began to convey information between them.

The communicators developed by Weijieshe have better battery life and stability than those of the military headquarters. The communication between them, including the communication between Klein, Lilith, and Joe, are basically no problem.

"I can't sleep well in this way!" Eric complained first.

Klein also felt a little tricky, and he also expressed some of his judgments.

"I didn't even hear the movement, and I didn't know how the murderer did it. There was neither sound nor magical fluctuations. I don't know what kind of mage or special abilities could have such abilities."

Eric responded.

"That guy who was dismembered had a very surprised and frightened expression. He probably knew the murderer, so I think the murderer should be the person from this manor, maybe it was a self-directed and acted drama."

"Becky, have you found anything there?"

"No, I have asked all the servants carefully. Their breath gives me a very weak feeling, and I don't have any obvious feelings about the strong, and there is no problem with my behavior and answers."

"I have no clue! Forget it, let's rest first. If we can't find the murderer, we may not be able to rest well this week."

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After each of them hung up the communicator, Klein took out the mechanical hive that the candle wick gave him. Because of time, he now only has three worker bees and one soldier bee in his hand.

But this is enough. Their mission is to protect the three heirs of the Prodni family. In other words, even if the mistress Celia dies, it has nothing to do with them. Just be optimistic about the three young masters and ladies.

The three worker bees can check the situation of the three targets. Although this is a bit suspicious of peeping others, it is all for the sake of the safety of the task and the goal.

Klein opened the hive and three mechanical bees flew out.

Because the bedroom door is very closed, the worker bees cannot get in, so Klein can only let them check the situation through the windows outside the house.

Fortunately, neither Donald nor Agatha's windows were closed, and the worker bee flew in easily, and the second lady Guy, the worker bee could see the general situation in the window.

The image sent back by the worker bee will be displayed on Klein's beehive. Although the image is small, it is completely sufficient for exploration and monitoring.

After determining that all three targets were stable, Klein relaxed some of the crystals a little and rubbed the arcane crystals in his hand.

After Vanilla Stone 10, his blue-return efficiency has improved too much, so he needs to keep himself in a state of dissatisfaction with the blue at all times.

At 2 o'clock in the evening, this time is the time when ordinary people sleep the most, and most people have already fallen asleep.

With Klein's current strength, even if he didn't rest for several consecutive days, it would have no effect. At this time, he was flipping through an arcane book and expanding his knowledge base as much as possible.

On the periphery of the manor, the security guards were taking turns patrolling. Although they were all yawning, they still completed the basic tasks as required.

On the other side, in the temporary morgue built by the Ministry of Security, Barry and Nicole's bodies were lying quietly.

Suddenly, Nicole opened his eyes, and his already broken body gradually connected by a black silk thread, recovered and turned into a mummy.

After the body was reconnected, the mummy Nicole looked at the body of Barry next to him, his mouth opened and made some "crack!" sounds, as if he was adjusting his chin.
Chapter completed!