There were seven corpses in total, and they lay down on the display cabinet with the "Kesman's Bottle" as the center, just like a strange-shaped flower.

Flowers with flesh and blood and flesh build petals and gold and silver as their stamens.

Under the light, the dazzling scarlet not only did not conceal the brilliance of the "Kesman Bottle", but on the contrary, the "Kesman Bottle" became more and more dazzling.

People's eyes were firmly locked in the strange and inexplicable scene in front of them.

The cameraman's lens is no exception.

Only Qin Ran is different.

His eyes were always on Boel Nelson.

He captured the fleeting shock and disbelief on the other person's face.

He also captured what was hidden deep in the other person's eyes...

greedy!

It was a kind of greed that was engraved into the bone marrow.

"Damn it!"

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Hurry up! Call again and tell the police about what happened here, I need them to come here soon!"

"What's happening here is already beyond our control."

Boel Nelson roared in a low voice, then urged the security guard who was also at a loss.

These security guards who were watching at the museum were fine to deal with some small things, but they were really unable to do anything when facing murderous murders.

This is probably the first time they have seen a corpse except for funerals.

Moreover, I saw so many at once.

"Okay, OK."

With a stuttering speech, several security guards staggered out.

Boel Nelson looked at the security guards' panicked backs, couldn't help but sigh, and turned his head to look at Eckard.

"They were really frightened."

"I'm the same, I feel cold all over my body."

"Sorry, Eckard, although I really want to continue, this interview has to end..."

"Why end?"

Qin Ran's hoarse words interrupted Boer. Nelson could be called "unchaos" or even elegant words.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Qin Ran.

"Your Excellency 2567, it's no longer suitable for shooting."

"I'm sorry to give up halfway, but the situation is special..."

“Is it special?”

"That's not what they say."

Boel Nelson's patient explanation was interrupted by Qin Ran again.

"Please don't mess around!"

Boel Nelson, who was interrupted continuously, frowned, as if he was angry, but Qin Ran could see clearly that what was in the other person's eyes was not anger, but dodge and fear.

When you hear ‘them’, such emotions become clear and profound.

"They are greedy people who are dominated by laziness."

"They tell me they were tempted!"

"They may have a chance to gain some immediate benefits"

"They told me they were in the trap!"

"Eventually, they will die in their own greed."

"They told me that it was the one who seduced them to let them lose their lives!"

Qin Ran repeated Boer Nelson's words and used 'them' as answers one by one.

"What are you talking nonsense?"

"You lie-in-law psychic!"

"Leave my museum!"

This time, Boer Nelson no longer frowned, he scolded Qin Ran in anger.

"Of course I'll leave."

“But they will stay.”

In a hoarse voice, Qin Ran pointed to the corpse on the ground, and his body began to twist strangely, like a "snake" standing upright after coiling up the snake formation.

The snake stared at its prey with a cold look.

‘It’s spitting out the letter gently.

Then……

Hissing.

The snake's hiss suddenly sounded.

Boel Nelson seemed to see something, his face turned pale, and he staggered and retreated repeatedly.

"Not me!"

"I didn't kill you!"

"I just hired you to steal the 'Kesman Bottle'!"

“It has nothing to do with me.”

"It's all 'Kesman's Bottle'!"

“That’s it!”

"It was it that bewitched me!"

"It's this bottle of doom!"

Amid the rapid and sharp shouts, Boer Nelson fell to the ground, and the old director leaned back with his hands on the ground.

The originally decent costume has long become messy and embarrassed.

The seemingly sincere and kind face was even more distorted.

Qin Ran stopped.

He quietly looked at Boer Nelson who was trapped in hypnotic hallucinations.

This time, he had enough time to arrange everything and could achieve better results without the help of murderous aura.

In fact, after meeting Boll Nelson in advance, Qin Ran confirmed that something was wrong with the other party and contacted the small riots when purchasing tickets. Qin Ran did not think these were all coincidences.

He doesn't believe in coincidence.

What happens in the same place must be connected.

I didn't find the 'common points', I just didn't find it.

And in the Yucheng Museum, common points are really easy to find.

What else is there outside the ‘Kesman’s Bottle’?

What would it be to use the ‘Kesman’s Bottle’ as a common point to connect those malice eyes and meeting early?

steal!

Absent evidence!

These answers almost poured into Qin Ran's mind.

Therefore, when in the cafe, Qin Ran deliberately looked at the museum.

The tremor of the little finger and the constant mention of "doom" are all hints again and again.

When these hints are triggered, they are like ignited explosives that explode directly.

For this reason, Qin Ran thanked the female hypnotist Nuna in her heart.

If it weren't for the other party's reminder of "music and dance", he wouldn't have thought of integrating hypnosis and suggestion into his life so quickly.

After all, Qin Ran has long been used to another way of fighting.

Even if it is sealed, it is difficult for his way of thinking to change to the forced choice in front of him as soon as possible.

However, judging from the current situation, the effect is really good.
To be continued...