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"Secret Chamber Murder Case!?"

A bunch of onlookers who were mentally ill were taken aback by this word.

"Yes! It's the secret room murder case! Look at this cell, it's obviously a secret room!"

"Wow! Yeah! This is indeed a secret room!"

"Yeah!"

"Master! This is a master!"

The canteen guards helped, and the neuropathic patient was happy.

Mu Qiu also felt that these guys were doing something a little bit. It was lunch break and the cell door was open, so there was a secret room.

"Then, detective, who do you think the murderer is!?"

The guy who was made a detective, pretending to be contemplative, swept around the people around him with a grim expression.

"From a psychological point of view, criminals like to go back to the crime scene to check for missing or fill vacancies or simply because of narcissism, to appreciate the expressions that you can't catch the criminal!"

"Detective" said, staring at everyone, as if they could understand people's hearts, a group of people were a little hairy when he stared at them.

For a long time, he glanced at Mu Qiu.

Surprised Mu Qiu.

Fortunately, his eyes glanced and then turned to the other side.

"It's him! It's definitely him! I swear by my years of experience! This kid killed the man!"

Everyone followed his fingers to look.

That person is...

"It's not me! I just collected the corpse! I just arrived at the scene, how could I kill the person!"

"It's you, it's you! You are back at the scene of the crime, and your eyes are erratic. It must be you!"

"I just have some astigmatism..."

"Come on! Get him up quickly! Don't let him run!" The neurotic detective yelled, and those who didn't know really thought this was the sheriff!

The guard saw that a group of lunatics were going crazy, and quickly took out the electric baton to stop the farce.

"No...Big brother, what did you solve the case? Did such a big surveillance camera use you to solve the case?" The canteen guard pointed to the camera in the corridor, very speechless.

"Don't believe the camera scene! It's all artificial synthesis...Don't believe it! Artificial intelligence will rule mankind sooner or later! The world belongs to ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh No way, the guards could only give him some electricity, and directly numb the detective.

When the farce ended, the canteen guard gave Mu Qiu a deep look.

In less than a week, there was only one person left.

There are still people who can believe that it has nothing to do with the only survivor now, and it is really a silly sweet.

Mu Qiu was wronged, Mu Qiu was wronged.

He really didn't do it.

It's okay if the tattooed man was scared to death, but the problem is that his throat was cut.

The summoning circle is drawn casually, so it won't really make a devil...

The truth is clear, it's very simple, check and monitor.

director's office.

"How many is this already? The eighth or the ninth? My patience really has a limit! I can't let this prisoner be so arrogant anymore! We must keep him deep in the cell! Don't let him The crime is committed again! The life of the prisoner is also the life!" Dean Quixi Sharp's expression of caring for the patient left a group of guards speechless. This guy squeezed a huge sum of money from the cafeteria every day. Good people are up.

"President, this matter doesn't seem to be that simple. Before three people died in this cell, the surveillance was lost, and today it is lost again. If the last Asian in the cell did it, he wouldn't be able to do it... "The canteen guard said his opinion, and the dean's eyes were rolled.

"You know what a shit! That guy has super Ability! Understand! Super Ability!" The dean has his own ideas, he doesn't bother to investigate what monitoring does not monitor, anyway, he can keep this guy deep in Arkham. , He really didn't care who killed the person. He just got angry. Obviously this guy is so dangerous. Batman still doesn't know what to think about. The dean's temper has also gotten up.

"Today! Put him in a more secure independent cell. As for the monitoring, I don't need to check it again. Can you hear me?"

When the cafeteria guard heard this, he nodded and gave up.As for whether the dean received the money, no one knows except himself.

In the afternoon, a group of heavily armed guards rushed into Mu Qiu's cell.

Mu Qiu was about to do it, but an acquaintance of him came in.

Joker female-Harleen Quinzel.

"Doctor Harleen, what's the situation?" Mu Qiu looked at everyone warily.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to change your cell."

Mu Qiu looked at Harleen, as if he was not telling lies.

That's okay...Let's take one step at a time.

If you resist now, the punch card will be gone.

After half an hour, Mu Qiu was taken off his blindfold and saw his new cell.

Single room, not big.

There are separate toilets and beds.

There is even a small TV.

"I wiped it? I said that the treatment is so good, I came early! I don't need you to ask, I will come by myself!"

Mu Qiu looked at Harleen Quinzel and said, lying on the bed and feeling the mattress. It was okay, not too hard.

"Hmm..." Harleen was speechless by the optimism of the person before him.

As long as this place comes in, you will stay in it for the rest of your life.

The former dean, Amadeus Arkham lived and died in this cell.

Although there is a TV here, starting today, this poor guy has to stay here for the rest of his life, imprisoned for life...

"Then I eat here too? Don't go to the cafeteria?" Mu Qiu still has a brain.

"Well, it's here, and I will come here for your treatment next time. You can't get out." Harleen Quinzel is a little sad. This patient named Mu Qiu actually has some emotional factors in it, otherwise She wouldn't come to change the cell today, she was worried that something would happen to Mu Qiu when she was emotional.

The result was beyond the expectation of Harleen Quinzel, but Mu Qiu was as happy as returning home.

"Wuhu~"

"Finally here..."

"Although my previous cell was okay, except for some bad luck, but now I have TV to watch, that's all right!" Mu Qiu happily took the remote control and turned on the TV.

A snowflake.

He changed channels.

Still a snowflake.

"What the hell? Can't this TV be watched?" Mu Qiu asked Harleen Quinzel.

"Well... this cell is the cell of the former dean, so there is a TV. After the death of the former dean, the TV was not taken away. It was placed here, but the TV signal was cut off. No more shows."

"what?!"

Mu Qiu felt a little painful.

There is no TV and no cellmates. It will be more than 20 days.

So tortured?

For the first time, he experienced what it is to go to jail.

Previously living in the general area was completely another version of mental hospital life. It was quite interesting to see mentally ill prisoners getting sick every day, screaming and betraying them. When he thought of staying in this small room for more than 20 days, he instantly wilted. .

Harleen Quinzel finished the task, looked at the despair of the patient before him, shook his head, and left the cell.

After Harleen left, Mu Qiu lay on the bed in a daze.

I was bored, I heard a song that almost made him laugh.

"What is Happy Planet?"

"each time!"

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