It Was You

The night on the island was very quiet. The cold wind blew a little bit of the salty smell of the sea. The light cast by the few sparse electric poles on the road made people's back look longer.

With blood stained body props on his back, Hugh strolled on the winding road of the island, as if he was an ordinary person who took a walk after dinner. He didn't feel that he was carrying a corpse on his back. Even if Cassandra and the others saw him, he could still explain that he hadn't acted yet and didn't take the props as a real corpse.

He walked through the path and came to a dense forest behind the mountain. He found the hidden iron shovels and dug a hole in advance. After burying the corpses of the props, he stood in front of the filled tomb for a moment. Then he hummed a strange tune and returned the same way.

He walked to the edge of the forest and took off his shoes. Then he took out a plastic bag from his trouser pocket and put the shoes in order to avoid mud and other things falling. Then he walked on the winding path barefoot.

He had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking branches behind him. Hugh was shocked, and then slowly turned around, staring at the new "prey" half hidden in the darkness behind him with a smile.

The second morning, before Arthur and Lenny got up, they heard a sudden knock on the door.

Arthur got up from the bed with sleepy eyes, yawned and went to open the door. The moment the door was opened, an old man covered in blood rushed over.

Arthur hadn't woken up yet. When he saw the red blood, he was awake and grabbed the old man's hand by instinct. "What happened, old man? What's wrong with the blood on your body?"

was a retired old police. He had been working hard for many years, so he maintained a very strict schedule. Even after retirement, his schedule was not disturbed

after washing his face and brushing his teeth, Eugene Zhang went to the morning exercise as usual. He found a corpse beside the reef on the coast, which was smashed beyond recognition. He was sure that the person was dead, so he couldn't wait to call the police. His body was stained with a large amount of blood, and he didn't have the time to

sea. I'm here to

and this old police was only a resident of the island, and was

he didn't know the identity of the murderer. He had to use his brain to investigate the case in person. He might successfully catch the murderer, or he might make

suspects

had been cordoned off, no one was

aside to learn the situation of the case from several suspects. After leaving the scene, Arthur took them back

residents on the island, and are also suspects in this case. Next, please tell us your own

police. After dinner at 6 o'clock last night, I took a walk on the island and came back before 8 o'clock. We old people usually have a boring life. I went

was a retired man who lived a boring life every day. He did almost

glasses and nodded at Arthur, "My name is Alonso Fu, a native of this island. I have a small shop at home, and I usually do some small business. Last night, I closed the store at 9 o'clock and went to bed. I didn't go out again. Bronson came to my shop at about 8:40. He can prove it for