Chapter 301 Way to the Top (8)

“How on earth did this happen…” Feng Bujue said to himself in the darkness: “At this moment I should just be speaking nonsense like an outsider…” He sighed: “Ah… it seems that a man as good as me, no matter where he hides, he will be as clear as the fireflies in the dark, outstanding… melancholic eyes, messy beard, and my skillful skills, had betrayed me deeply.”

He was entertaining himself and chanting these words with self-confidence. Because the surroundings were very dark (the vision was limited and the hearing was more sensitive), he was also in a closed and open environment (the sound would spread farther). The words passed into the ears of the three teammates in the distance.

“Such a shameless man… This is the only example I saw in my whole life.” Autumn Wind commented, lowering his voice.

“He can still bullshit in this situation…” Calm Speaker said: “It can be considered a strong psychological quality.”

Swan replied: “Hard to guess…” He trembled involuntarily, and then pushed his glasses: “He may be the opponent I never want to meet in Killing Game…”

“Exactly,” Autumn Wind responded, “It’s hard to imagine what would happen if there is such a guy at the opponent team.”

On this point, the ideas of the three players are very consistent, Calm Speaker also added: “If he is not a teammate but an opponent, it is indeed a very bad thing… Did you notice it? Whether it is action or strategy, his behavior seemed out of order, but in fact, there are tricks hidden in it… Looking back, everything he did, more or less, played a role. Of course… Except for his unique humor.”

“The conspirators are all about tricks and strategies; good planners just need to go with the natural law.” Swan signed: “The former is evil, usually when the strength is poor, using tricks to fill the gap, even if successful, it has only a temporary effect with many loopholes. Once you see it, it is easy to resolve it; the latter is the king, it follows the trend, there is no trace, it is the king of the thinker with unstoppable force.” He paused and said, “Theoretically, as puzzle-solving players, we should seek the latter, but Feng Dude seems to… “

“He seems to at a far position of the evil path…” Autumn Wind replied.

Swan said: “The person who can plot a conspiracy is smart, and the person who plots with natural law is good. But if someone can guarantee that every conspiracy he plans is successful, it can be said to be a god-like planner.”

“Oh… if in the world of the Three Kingdoms, Feng Dude should be the kind of… Putting the strategy in a bag and letting the generals who are on the expedition open it when necessary…” Autumn Wind said.

They secretly discussed Feng Bujue secretly. Because they are all squatting on the edge of the hole, as long as the voice is lowered facing down, the speech will not spread too far around. Thus, Feng Bujue heard none of them. If he really heard it, he would not be ashamed but more and more proud of it…

About ten minutes later, Feng Bujue returned to his teammates unhurriedly. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be a little frowning.

“It looks like there is nothing,” Autumn Wind said.

“Oh, huh…” Calm Speaker laughed: “In fact, it’s a reward for Feng Dude to come back unscathed. At least he proved that this layer is not in danger for the time being.”

“Next, let’s explore them carefully in two groups, we should be able to find some…” Swan hadn’t finished the sentence yet.

Feng Bujue interrupted him directly: “I found a corpse in that direction.” He said, pointing to the darkness.

This was like a pot of cold water in winter, poured on the heads of his teammates.

The atmosphere instantly dropped to the freezing point, everyone was silent.

Feng Bujue continued: “To be precise, I found a fairly complete crime scene.”

The three were still silent and wanted to listen to him and then show their opinions.

“Then…” Feng Bujue followed up, “In that direction again…” He pointed to the other side: “The bodies of the murderers were found.”

“Murders?” Autumn Wind repeated: “Plural?”

“Yes, based on my prime investigation of that scene, it is presumed that a total of four murderers worked together.” Feng Bujue said.

“And the four murderers died near the crime scene?” Swan interjected.

“Nope, only two died.” Feng Bujue said, “Two more fled to the fourth floor.”

“What? Have you found the way to the fourth floor?” Calm Speaker asked.

“Yes, there is a spiral staircase up there.” Feng Bujue pointed to the third direction again. “The two surviving murders left marks on the stairs and it was easy to judge.” He turned his head: “It’s not appropriate to rush to catch up, so I decided to come back first and share the information with you.”

After he said that, his teammates started to think again.

After about a minute, Feng Bujue said, “Well, now you should have a basic idea of ​​the situation. Come with me, I will show you the scene in order.”

The four words “in order” in his words are very important. The other three understood it that in fact, the order in which Feng Bujue found the three places were not necessarily in the order he told, but he had already clarified the order, so they will follow Feng Bujue with to “crime scene”, “murders’ corpse” and “the way to the fourth floor”.

The three followed Feng Bujue all the way to a corner of the third floor. When they were walking halfway, everyone smelled an unpleasant smell, which might be the smell of the corpse.

After a while, they saw a corpse lying on the floor with the light of flashlights.

The corpse… well, fairly speaking, was a witch.

She was dressed in black coarse cloth, and her cloak was tattered and dirty. Her face was extremely ugly, with a large hawk nose growing in the middle, and a protruding, pus-ridden pimple on the tip of the nose and her chin, densely lined with wrinkles like scars, and a pair of bulging eyes.

Of course, if you feel that this iconic costume and appearance, we can’t be sure that she is a witch, then… there’s also a hat, a broom and an apple fallen off with the corpse.

The hat is a black pointed wide-brimmed hat; the broom is wooden, the style that Mr. Potter often rides; and the apple was bright red and plump like fresh from a tree.

“Let me talk about it. There are two fatal injuries.” Feng Bujue said, squatting beside the body, facing the dead body exuding bad odor, explaining without pressure: “And both are obvious.”

He focused the light above the witch’s head. It can be seen under the light that the cranium of the corpse has been opened, the brain plasma and blood are flowing on the ground, and the brain in the skull is missing.

“The first place. It’s on the head. Someone used a sharp weapon to split her brain with a single blow along the hairline.” Feng Bujue said: “As for the whereabouts of the brain… you will understand in a while.”

Looking at the easy explain and well-trained tone of Feng Bujue, his teammates had to show respect expression.

“The second place is the chest cavity.” Feng Bujue moved the flashlight down to the witch’s torso.

The witch had been ripped open, her ribs were ripped open to both sides, and all the viscera was exposed to the air.

“The heart and gallbladder were removed,” Feng Bujue said. “The other organs to varying degrees, but at least remained in the body.”

“So… how do you see… there’re four murders?” Autumn Wind asked.

“Oh, the prompt is still obvious.” Feng Bujue stood up. “First of all, there is no doubt that this is a witch.” He said, picking up the flashlight and shone the wall two meters from the body.

All three teammates were surprised at this moment because there was a line of blood on the wall.

 [There’s no place like home.]

“This is another prompt.” Feng Bujue said.

“Wait… is this…” Calm Speaker already understood, but the other two seemed to be a little bit confused.

“That’s right, this is the end of The Wizard of Oz, Dorothy’s line.” Feng Bujue turned the flashlight on the old witch’s feet again: “Look, she has no shoes on her feet, which is also a piece of evidence.”

“You must be kidding…” This time, Autumn Wind and Swan also realized who the “four killers” were in Feng Bujue’s mouth.

“Yeah, this puzzle is as simple as a joke.” Feng Bujue illuminated the corpse and explained: “The four subdued the witch, and then Cowardly Lion ripped her torso and took out the ‘gallbladder’, Tin Woodman dug out the ‘heart’, and then split the witch’s head with the axe, allowing Scarecrow to take away her ‘brain’. As for Dorothy, she took away the witch’s magic shoes.” His tone was still relaxed and easy. Then he explained, “Nine out of ten people writing on the wall of the crime scene are idiots, and one is a genius.” He pouted and shook his head: “But this line makes me feel puzzled.” He looked at his teammates with a questioning look: “What do you think?”

“My opinion is… are you too calm?” Autumn Wind yelled, “When I said, You must be kidding.’ It means that the situation in front of us has ruined our childhood!”

“Oh… you mean that.” Feng Bujue said: “Unfortunately, I sneered at this kind of children’s literature in my childhood, although I saw a lot of it…”

“Sure enough, artists are a bit abnormal…” Swan roasted coldly and then brought the topic back to the right track: “About this word of blood… I think there are two possibilities.” He paused and then said: “First, the murderer has nothing to do with the foursome in Oz. The word is left to mislead us; second, suppose Dorothy and her friends killed the witch… then this word may be a system tip, not writing by anyone.”

“Um… almost the same as my initial assumption.” Feng Bujue nodded: “Well, head to the second place.” He lighted the corpse again: “Oh, yes, there is no need to guarantee a complete scene. Taking everything that can be taken may be useful.”

So, except for Feng Bujue, each of them picked up one item.

Swan had a flashlight in his hand, so he picked up the smallest apple. Autumn Wind took the broom under the suggestion of Jue Ge (when Autumn Wind asked about it, Feng Bujue answered–autumn wind sweeps leaves (Chinese Idiom)), Calm Speaker took away the witch’s pointed hat.

[Name: Apple]

[Type: Plot-related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Unknown]

[Can be brought out of the scenario: No]

[Note: The bright red apple looks very attractive.]

………

[Name: Broom]

[Type: Plot-related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Unknown]

[Can be brought out of the scenario: No]

[Note: There seem to be other functions besides sweeping the floor.]

………

[Name: Pointed Hat]

[Type: Plot-related]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Unknown]

[Can be brought out of the scenario: No]

[Note: If you don’t mind the smell inside, it’s ok to wear it.]

The description of these three items keeps the overall style of the scenario… No hint at all. How you use things is up to you. Anyway, it wrote that it can’t be brought out of the scenario, which proves that they are useful.

“Look at these bloodstained footprints…” Feng Bujue led his teammates to the second place while flashing the traces on the marble floor: “The most obvious is the footprint of Cowardly Lion, followed by Tin Woodman.” He pointed with a finger. “The lighter footsteps belong to Scarecrow. The remaining two rows of small footprints are left by Dorothy.”

They walked along the wall and talked to the second place, only a hundred meters away from where the witch died.

“What the heck…” Autumn Wind said.

Two corpses appeared in front of the eyes are a little girl in a blue dress and shirt and a huge lion.

Feng Bujue walked forward like a narrator, and said with interest: “Dorothy should have been killed by the Lion.” He pointed his flashlight toward the body’s head: “The side of the neck was missing a large piece with a bite. The bones and flesh were torn off, and her face was fucked by the claw-like a horror movie protagonist.”

He turned his head and pointed to a pair of silver high-heeled shoes scattered next to Dorothy’s body: “This pair should be witch’s shoes. It seems that she did not use the shoes immediately after killing the witch but just bringing them.”

“Wait…” Calm Speaker said: “Why do I remember… in The Wizard of Oz, are the shoes of the Wicked Witch of the East red?”

“This is a common misconception.” Feng Bujue replied, “In fact, in Lyman Frank Baum’s original book, the shoes were silver. But the 1939 film version of the story was such a classic that most subsequent adaptations were influenced by it, with the witch’s silver shoes set in red.”

“Hell, you even know that…” Even Swan was surprised by the width of knowledge of Feng Bujue.

“It’s common sense.” Feng Bujue replied.

“What common sense… If you didn’t say so. I don’t even know who wrote The Wizard of Oz…” Said Autumn Wind bluntly.

“I can’t help that. It’s common sense to me anyway.” Feng Bujue came to the body of the lion: “Come and see this guy next.”

“Killed by an axe, apparently.” Swan looked at the corpse of the lion. “And from the angle of the wounds, the depth, the bloodstains on the ground. It had a fight with the man with the axe before it died.”

Calm Speaker continued: “Judging from the scars… No doubt the lion killed Dorothy, and Tin Woodman killed the lion.”

“We should say that Tin Woodman and Scarecrow killed the Lion together.” Feng Bujue added, “Look…” He crouched down and put the flashlight on the ground. Then, he put his arms around the lion’s head and pulled apart the beast’s big mouth. “See a pinch of straw in his mouth?”

“Yes… Don’t take it so seriously…” Autumn Wind roasted.

Feng Bujue closed the lion’s mouth. He patted the mane on his clothes but got a hand of blood. He did not mind, but stood up and said, “But I don’t think Scarecrow’s power can affect the Lion at all. Even if he had taken part in the attack, it would have been only a minor injury. It was still Tin Woodman who had actually killed the Lion.”

“There are messages here too…” As Swan spoke, his flashlight was pointing toward the wall.

Here on the wall, too, is a line written in blood.

“Ah, yes.” Feng Bujue said: “Also a hint purposely.”

[When you think you’ve got what you want, you’ve lost more.]

After staring at the words for a long time, it was Calm Speaker who first said, “Leaving aside the possible philosophical implications of this sentence… The meaning should be…” He paused for a second, and then said, “The Lion got his courage and wanted to eat Dorothy, then Tin Woodman with good heart and Scarecrow with brain killed the lion when they saw that.”

“On the surface… That’s true.” Swan continued

“Oh? On the surface?” Calm Speaker wondered.

Autumn Wind also said, “If we think this carefully… There are so many questions.”

“Like what?” Calm Speaker asked.

Swan answered again, “If the Lion does not have the courage to attack a man before he has the gallbladder, how can the old witch’s death be explained?” He pushed his glasses. “And why didn’t Dorothy put on the witch’s shoes when she had them? They are magical shoes that can teleport, aren’t they?”

Feng Bujue said: “Well… We shall put those questions aside.” As he said this, he bent down and picked up the silver magic shoes. “Let’s go to the fourth floor.”