Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
The hotel entrance was closed, so everyone should be there already. Everyone sat around the dining table and examined the dead body.
“The killer is among us. I hope he won’t make a meaningless struggle. Surrendering is beneficial to everyone. If he’s captured, the punishment is going to be more severe.” The officer placed his hands on the table. He was the only person standing. He looked down on others as if showing his superiority.
“How can you be sure that the killer is among us?” The scriptwriter asked. “Perhaps the murderer has escaped after committing the murder.”
“Impossible.” The weak boss shook his head. “Ever since the hotel was enveloped by the black mist, you could only enter and not leave the hotel. Everyone who tried to leave would be killed by something in the mist. I have no idea what it is. We call them Unknown for now.”
“Then, let’s think about this from a different perspective. Why would the killer kill him? What is the connection between the victim and the killer? What is the motive? Why would the killer take away the victim’s brain?” The scriptwriter stood up. When no one dared to challenge the officer, he stood up and provided a second voice.
“Perhaps we can check the victim’s clothes and his room. We might find something.” Han Fei or Mad Laughter said. He seemed to know the scriptwriter.
“Okay. I was thinking about that too.” The officer examined the victim’s effect before everyone. “The fatal wound is on the head. He might have been hit by a blunt object, and then the killer gouged out his brain. This is a very unique mo. The killer might be a madman who likes to collect human organs.”
“That can’t be.” The scriptwriter interrupted. “If they like to collect human organs, they wouldn’t have attacked the head because it’d ruin his collection.”
“You sound like a professional.” The officer’s tone was normal, but his smile was uncomfortable.
“The man is wearing the theme park uniform. Perhaps the killer did this to take revenge on the theme park.” The scriptwriter was openly challenging the officer
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