"You said Detective Chu can really find out who the murderer is?"

Outside the door, Gu Zijun couldn't help but ask in a low voice after glanced around.

"I feel a little uneasy. He didn't say that he was so powerful. If he could find it out, he would have found it out long ago. Do you have to wait until now?"

"I don't care about that much. I just want to leave Crescent Island now. To be honest, I'm a little scared." Yue Tong said honestly without hiding his fear.

"I want to leave too." Jiang Muxue snuggled beside Yue Tong and muttered.

"This broken island will never come if I carry a sedan chair in the future!"

"It's so bad. I wouldn't have come if I had known it!"

Bang!

Just as they were talking, the door suddenly opened. After Chu Mufeng walked out of the room, his eyes swept across the audience and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please go to the church with me now, hurry up!"

"Go to church?"

Everyone was a little confused, but Chu Mufeng obviously had no intention of explaining it. He took the lead and ran outward, and the rest could only follow behind.

The church bathed in the morning sun now seems quite peaceful. The sunlight shining through the windows envelopes the statue, which looks down at the small figure in front of you as if you come alive.

The figure was spilling the liquid in the bucket over the pile of debris in front of him, and a stimulating smell filled the air.

This liquid is obviously gasoline.

"Okay, it's over, it's finally over!"

"I finally encountered this opportunity, and it's not in vain for so long, and I can implement it seamlessly according to the concept!"

"In the end, there was only one person left: that's me!"

"As long as I die, all grudges will come to an end. At that time, Jianghe will also forgive me, right? You will not hate me anymore, right? We can still be friends, right?"

The figure left the oil barrel and muttered the words.

Crash.

He suddenly unscrewed the lid of the second gasoline barrel, then held it high and poured it on his body.

The cold gasoline poured from head to toe instantly drenched him.

"it's all over!"

When he threw away the gasoline barrel and picked up the matches placed next to him and prepared to light them, the church door was suddenly pushed open from outside. Chu Mufeng appeared at the door like a divine weapon falling from the sky, scolding angrily.

"stop!"

The figure seemed to have not expected Chu Mufeng to appear at this time. His body subconsciously shivered, then turned his head to look over. After seeing that it was Chu Mufeng, his expression was quite complicated.

"After all, you're smarter than them."

"Now is not the time to discuss whether you are smart or not, but you should stop your actions immediately. You have lost and have nothing to lose, so you must stop and accept the trial of the law!"

"You know, even if you commit suicide, it has no meaning. If you don't cleanse your fault, you will not be forgiven by anyone!" Chu Mufeng said loudly.

"I..." the murderer hesitated.

"Detective Chu, who is in this church? You asked us all to come over, you...ah! Why are you? You are not dead?"

The first one to rush in was the young and strong Gu Zijun. He was gasping for breath and was about to ask, but when he saw who the person standing in front of him was, he was stunned on the spot.

"Why are you? Aren't you dead?"

"We saw you dead with our own eyes!"

"Are you saying that those are fake?"

Everyone looked in disbelief.

"Detective Chu, I'm not mistaken? He... is he a living person?" Gan Susu's pale face showed a tremor. She was really shocked by the scene in front of her.

"Yes, you guys are not wrong. He is indeed not dead. He directed and acted by himself from beginning to end. He is the real murderer who killed Zhao Dapeng and Sun Xiaolong. I'm right? Chu Wuyuan!"

Chu Mufeng stood in front of the crowd, pointed at the other party, and said one by one.

When Chu Mufeng finished speaking, a look of despair appeared on Chu Wuyuan's face.

Can't you die quietly evenly?

"Chu Wuyuan, is Detective Chu true? Zhao Dapeng and Sun Xiaolong were really killed by you?" Gan Susu asked with a trembling voice, a pale face, and her body kept shaking.

"Yes, that's right!"

At this point, Chu Wuyuan had nothing to say. He was not afraid of even death. Was he still afraid of talking to them?

Or it's not bad. Being able to chat with these people before dying can compensate for my wish, and I can also feel at ease and die without any worries.

"I did kill them!"

"Why, aren't you obviously hanged? Detective Chu, you all saw that he was hanged on the beam last night? Why are he now alive again? Are they having fun with us again?" Gan Susu called the beam above her head and shouted.

All of this challenged her cognition and bottom line. She could only relieve her fear by constantly asking questions, otherwise she would be afraid that she would be so scared that she could not stand firmly.

The others also showed a look of confusion. Why did the people who were obviously dead appear again?

"It's normal, that's a play that Chu Wuyuan performed for us!"

Chu Mufeng, who was secretly alert, stared at Chu Wuyuan and said,

"A trick directed and acted by yourself? Is it possible? Such a high place? How to act? And his appearance at that time is really no different from being hanged!"

Yue Tong, who was full of suspicion, couldn't help asking, and when he looked at the matches in Chu Wuyuan's hand, he subconsciously pulled his girlfriend back two steps back.

The other party is obviously crazy, so don’t show off yourself. It’s important to save your life.

"Is it difficult? Actually, you can do it as long as you are well prepared."

After a night of review, Chu Mufeng had figured out the whole thing and instantly understood the previous doubts.

While paying attention to Chu Wuyuan's actions, he explained to everyone.

What you need now is to delay time. As long as the time delays long enough, I believe that Chu Wuyuan's determination to commit suicide will continue to weaken.

Once he loses that courage, he will naturally not take action.

Yes, that's it.

Chu Mufeng could feel some struggle and nostalgia in Chu Wuyuan's eyes. After all, if he could live, who would want to die? What he had to do now is to infinitely expand the other party's nostalgia and continuously enhance it.

"Officer Chu, how can I do it?" Yue Tong immediately asked and answered.

"First, Chu Wu originally took off his clothes and tied a rope on his body. What is this rope for? It's very simple, it's used to support the weight of his body. After tying his body, he wrapped a shorter rope around his neck. In this way, it should look like he was hanging from the bottom, right?"

"Actually, the rope tied to the neck is not tightened at all, it just looks scary."

Chu Mufeng gestured and explained very carefully, and the people present could understand it at first glance. After they understood it, their eyes looked at Chu Wuyuan with anger.

This grandson acted like a lot, and I was so scared.

"Then how did he get up? After all, it's so high here, and there's no ladder!" Gan Susu asked curiously.

"This is not a problem either!"

Chu Mufeng continued to explain: "He just tied a heavy object to one end of the rope on his body, threw it over the beam, and then removed the heavy object and pulled the rope up and down, so that his body could slowly hang up."

"You all understand this principle, it's just climbing a rope. Although it's said that it's relatively high and it's a bit difficult to get up. But if you want to do this, Chu Wuyuan can do it after a certain amount of training."

"When he almost reached the crossbar, he would fix the rope directly, then put on his clothes to cover the rope on his body. Look, a hanging body is done."

"And if you looked carefully at that time, you would find that Chu Wuyuan had another short rope tied around his neck, but because the collar of the clothes he was wearing was relatively high and his hair was very long, it could be covered. That Chu Wuyuan, by the way, you have long hair, it was not because of this reason, right?" Chu Mufeng waved to Chu Wuyuan opposite.

After hearing Chu Mufeng's words, Chu Wuyuan had no intention of defending him at all. He just looked at Chu Mufeng with a cold expression, and a struggling and tangled light flashed deep in his eyes.

After all, he is not a killer of love, and he still has joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness!

"But what he looks like?" Yue Tong touched his face, thinking of Chu Wuyuan's hideous face last night, he couldn't help but ask in confusion: "That face looks so realistic, and his tongue is so long!"

“This is naturally simpler!”

Chu Mufeng waved his hand and said confidently: "His pale face, purple-black lips, and his tongue are actually all the effects of makeup and props."

"I think the ladies present should have a deep understanding of this. It would be easier to do this by relying on those cosmetics."

"Besides, you think about it. There are no electric lights here. It was so dark last night. In that case, who would deliberately inspect and observe a corpse hanging high in the air? So the dim church is a kind of concealment, which can cleverly cover up Chu Wuyuan's real purpose."

"I have to say that Chu Wuyuan is really bold and meticulous enough to dare to take a different approach. I'm even sure that this is not discovered by us. Even if he is found to be pretending to be dead, he can find sufficient reasons to explain the excuse. He can say that he wants to scare us, to scare the unknown perpetrator, or to scare the missing Zhao Dapeng, and to let him come out."

"Any reason is true. What if we doubt it? We won't think that he is the murderer because of his prank. Chu Wuyuan, am I right?"

Chu Wuyuan remained silent.

"So what can you do if you don't speak? Can you deny all this without speaking? Chu Wuyuan, I also know that the reason why you don't have your footprints outside the church is entirely because you came in before you got down to Baisha."
Chapter completed!