There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 704 - 605: It is also possible to dress as a woman

Chapter 704: Chapter 605: It is also possible to dress as a woman

The person dressed in the bar waiter’s attire walked straight towards booth number three.

Surveillance footage showed he lingered by the booth for a moment, seeming to bend over and place something on the table before turning and leaving.

There appeared to be nothing unusual.

However, that drink he left could very well have been the champagne laced with poison!

The video continued to play.

Xu Shuo directly chose to watch at an increased speed, yet his attention remained focused.

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In the footage, about ten minutes later, Jenny’s steel pole dance ended, as she stood on stage, waving and talking to the audience.

After resting for a couple of minutes, the bar’s lighting effects changed again; the colorful neon spotlights became more intense, blinding even through the surveillance screen!

And Jenny continued to dance.

But she didn’t manage to finish this dance, because suddenly a waiter ran out from behind the bar, heading quickly toward booth number three.

Mr. Lei then spoke up, “I noticed something was off with this guy, so I pressed the table bell.”

Xu Shuo looked up.

The second eyewitness, the waiter, was now crouching nearby, looking full of worry and fear.

Seeing Xu Shuo look his way, the waiter hurriedly said, “The customer was already dead when I got there, so I quickly went to find the boss!”

But he didn’t immediately go to the bar owner; first, he panicked and let out a couple of screams, drawing the attention of the people around him before he thought to find the boss to take charge of the situation.

Before the bar owner could arrive, some quick-witted spectators had already called the police.

Shortly thereafter, Luona District Police Station dispatched officers.

Before that, Mr. Lei had stayed obediently in his seat, refusing to move an inch despite the bar owner’s pleading.

The murderer was only thinking about quickly getting away from the scene of the crime.

The smart ones simply sat back and watched the drama unfold.

After watching the entire video, the waiter responsible for screaming indeed didn’t show anything unusual, and his build was very different from that of the waiter who had served the drink.

Xu Shuo turned off the video display on the terminal and, turning to the bartender, said, “Although I still don’t know what kind of drink it was, that man sat in front of you for quite a while, you must remember him, right?”

The bartender, hearing this, frowned and fell silent for a moment, seemingly in thought.

After a while, he slowly said, “I have a vague memory of him… I remember now, he ordered a glass of White Horse Champagne. While the flavor is smooth, the aroma of the champagne is very strong, typically a choice for men.”

Most men prefer to order a strong drink at a bar, especially those with a scent that carries far.

Whether they drink it or not, at least it looks impressive.

Xu Shuo, resting his chin in his hand, yawned lazily and said toward the bar hall next to the booth, “Then go find and bring him out.

The assistant understood the hint and went off to direct the task.

Meanwhile, he continued to sit leisurely here.

At that moment, Mr. Lei, while enjoying his drink, whispered to Xu Shuo, “Don’t you think that Jenny’s behavior was very strange?”

But Xu Shuo looked at him, puzzled, “What is there to ‘think’ in such a matter?”

Mr. Lei was taken aback, about to share his observation…

Xu Shuo, “Isn’t it obvious?”

Mr. Lei, “…Tch.”

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Elsewhere.

As the assistant informed the patrons that they would be checked, there was a small stir in the bar hall, a sign that confusion might rise again.

However, physical suppression has always been convenient.

The assistant took out his sidearm, pretending to aim at the ceiling.

But before a shot could be fired, the mere gesture had already prompted those watching to quiet down, only some inconsequential murmuring arising.

“Gentlemen to the left, ladies to the right.”

The assistant put away his sidearm and said expressionlessly.

The bar was crowded and still a bit chaotic; previously, hundreds of men and women were jostled together, with some taking advantage of the situation to cop a feel with no opportunity for the victims to get angry.

Now, under the direction of a few officers, the men and women gradually separated, looking marginally more orderly.

A few men even tried to sneak into the women’s line, but they were quickly pulled out by officers whose intense stares were hot enough to warrant laughter from the women, somehow lightening the mood substantially.

Of course, it was the girls who felt more relaxed.

Because everyone knew that the suspect the Police Inspectorate was now looking for was a man.

The male patrons in the bar were afraid that the bartender might randomly identify someone to hasten the end of his own questioning, which would then leave the accused with no way to defend himself.

So when the bartender walked over, numerous pairs of angry eyes glared at him, filled with threat and dissatisfaction.

Those who threatened warned the lad not to mess around.

Those who were dissatisfied were still seething from having been slighted by the bartender’s earlier starstruck comments, and now felt wronged by his scrutiny–a case of adding insult to injury.

Of course, there were also some timid souls, who could only silently pray they wouldn’t be sacrificed as scapegoats.

However, the bartender looked around the crowd.

In the end, he just shook his head and said, “That man isn’t among these guests.”

Xu Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, “Not here?”

—Was he really not present, or could the bartender simply not recognize him?

After all, their role information wouldn’t include photos.

But even though he couldn’t recognize or find him, the bartender seemed to have no intention of randomly accusing someone with a similar build to take the fall, instead, he flatly refused to identify anyone.

Was it to preserve a clear conscience, or to make the muddy waters even murkier?

The bartender turned and looked at him, unafraid of his piercing gaze, and asserted again, “Indeed, he’s not here, and I think he might have already left this bar.”

In fact, even before the Police Inspectorate arrived, quite a few patrons had already hurriedly left the Fragrant Residence Bar after hearing about the death, fearing entanglement.

Maybe it was fear of implication, or perhaps a guilty conscience.

While the murderer might like to return to the scene of the crime,

if there was an opportunity to leave after the deed, one would generally flee the scene as soon as possible.

Xu Shuo put down his leg and stood up from the sofa.

Inspector Berrod’s towering frame, over six feet tall, was extremely intimidating, and the young man’s features were sharp and contoured; his silver-gray eyes shone in the dark like lucent moon chrysoprase, captivating!

The bartender had thought his presence was on par, but after a few seconds of eye contact, he felt as though an immense pressure was descending upon him, bearing down relentlessly on his own heart, causing difficulty in breathing as if by some illusion.

Xu Shuo glanced at the bartender who was looking down and frowning, stepped out from booth number three, and swept his gaze over the group of men who were now avoiding eye contact.

Nobody dared meet his gaze.

It was like in class when the teacher is asking questions, and whoever dares to glance up gets immediately called on to answer.

Of course, this didn’t apply to the confident top students.

Not everyone who came to the Fragrant Residence Bar to look at pretty girls was a thug; there were some with respectable social standing mixed in, who were now impatiently waiting for the whole ordeal to be over.

Xu Shuo scanned over those whose builds matched the surveillance footage, but no one completely fit the profile.

He was quite certain they were not the ones.

Having looked over the men’s lineup, Xu Shuo suddenly turned his gaze toward the group of charming women nearby.

Upon seeing him look their way, half of the women couldn’t help but flutter their eyelashes flirtatiously, while the other half dodged his gaze in fear.

What’s the matter, could someone be disguised as a woman?

After looking them over, Xu Shuo withdrew his gaze.

The man was indeed not there; it seemed that the individual might have really already left the bar, complicating matters.

Just then,

his second-in-command, who had just received a message, suddenly changed expression, hurriedly approached Xu Shuo, and whispered something in his ear, but due to being overly anxious, his voice wasn’t fully suppressed.

“Someone died in the back alley of the Fragrant Residence Bar!”

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