The System Exploded And I Became The System

"Bone-chopping knife, the murder weapon?" Old Donner was confused again: "I made a total of six bone-chopping knives this year."

"Five handfuls were supplied to the vegetable market, and one handful was taken away by Corey. I don't know the rest."

"You didn't lie?"

"How dare I lie? If I say something wrong, wouldn't you accuse me?" Old Donald said in a hurried tone, very worried about being suspected and misunderstood.

The matter has reached this point, and he has revealed so much about himself. Of course, he will not choose to hide this kind of thing.

"But the only place where bone-chopping knives can find their way into the vegetable market is you." Maude touched her chin and muttered to herself.

Then he thought of something and asked: "You said you only gave five bone chopping knives to the vegetable market?"

"Yes, five." Old Donald nodded affirmatively.

Under his serious expression, he didn't realize that the place where he was shot was still dripping with blood.

After hearing the other party's affirmation, Maude stood up and left the interrogation room again.

It took more than half an hour for him to come back.

In his hand was a pile of bone chopping knives that he had just collected from the vegetable market.

A total of... six!

The system said that Old Donald was not the murderer, so he had no reason to lie about this kind of case. After all, he would have to bear the consequences after the lie was exposed.

That is to say.

After Old Donald supplied five bone-chopping knives to the vegetable market, the last bone-chopping knife he made as a murder weapon also ended up in the market without anyone knowing!

During the time that Maude had just wasted, she also asked the meat vendor there what was going on with the extra bone chopping knife.

But the vendor asked him in a very simple manner if he wanted to buy meat, and did not answer any questions about the extra bone chopping knife.

It's simply a retarded NPC.

The murderer must have gotten the bone chopping knife from the market.

As for the person who could place this thing in the vegetable market, the only person Maud could think of at this moment was Old Donner.

The clue seems to have stopped here.

No, there is another person with this ability!

An idea flashed in his mind. Maud fumbled around for a moment, and then a nameplate appeared in his hand.

‘Small Town Meat Supplier’

The font on the nameplate is very clear.

This also represents the status of the person wearing this badge in the vegetable market!

If it was him who put the bone chopping knife into the vegetable market, then this would make sense!

The badge was found inside the package.

As for the package, according to normal development, it will be obtained by Old Donner.

If there is no systematic affirmation, the suspicion on Old Tang Na, who has the badge, will only become heavier.

The murderer who designed all this is really clever.

But it was precisely this kind of harm that gave Maud direction.

At least what we know so far is that the murderer is rich and powerful, and even the badge of his status can be used as a frame-up tool!

Could it be that the owner of the stray dog ​​did this?

It is not ruled out that the other party may smile on the surface and give money as reward, but secretly kill people and steal goods to take back their own things.

But that should be a matter outside the town. Things within the dungeon can be solved in the dungeon, so the rich man in the city will not be related to this case.

"team leader."

Corey's voice came from the communicator on Maude's waist.

"Captain, I checked the thing you gave me. It looks like a lottery ticket!"

On the intercom, Corey was breathing slightly while speaking.

There is fatigue, but more of a strong mood swing.

"Lottery?" After hearing this, Maude looked at Old Donald in the interrogation room, then walked towards the door.

"Can you find out the original value of this lottery ticket or whether you won the prize?"

What Maud gave Corey was the piece of paper the size of a fingernail that he found in the basement yesterday.

After learning that Old Donald was not the murderer, Maude naturally took a multi-pronged approach and used all the information in her hands to find out the reason.

After all, time is limited.

"This...can't be found." Corey said truthfully.

This lottery ticket is only about the size of a fingernail. It is already very limited to find that it is a lottery ticket. It is completely impossible to lock it in its original appearance.

"Where are you now?" Maude looked at the time and asked on the intercom.

"I'm at the lottery shop in town."

"Wait until I get there."

Seven or eight minutes later, Maude parked the vehicle in front of the lottery shop.

This is an alien shop with strange rules.

Looking at Corey who had already bought a lottery ticket for himself, Maud walked straight towards the sales clerk.

"Sir, what do you want to buy?" The clerk with a fox tail behind him enthusiastically promoted to Maude.

"Did this come from your store?" Maud asked the clerk when she saw the small scraps of paper that Corey dropped casually on the counter.

"Yes, this is our store's lottery ticket."

"Have you had any huge amount of winnings to redeem during the recent period?"

"Yes, in June, one of our customers won a five million grand prize! When the customer came to change money, we prepared a lot of cash!"

"Guest, you can also buy more now. You will definitely get the fortune of the grand prize winner!"

In the process of answering questions, the clerk did not forget to promote the products.

After hearing the other party's clear and concise answer, Maude couldn't help but take a deep breath.

five million!

If he hadn't discovered that the little confetti was related to the lottery, he wouldn't have been able to make the connection in this direction.

Now it seems that there is a mysterious man in the town.

At the same time, there is another unknown person who won 5 million in June!

And the person who won the lottery was basically the person who burned other lottery tickets without prizes in the basement of the house where he lived!

It can also be said that the mysterious person who wrote the letter and the mysterious person who won the lottery... are the same person!

Only the same person can explain that the lottery ticket fragments are one of the physical evidences in the corpse case!

This can be determined.

The real owner of the place where he currently lives is the murderer!

Thinking about it this way, he didn't invest time in observing information about many things in the basement.

The murderer's home is naturally the place with the most key items.

Maude had been paying attention to Old Donald before, fearing that Old Donald, the 'murderer', would escape her sight, so she deliberately ignored the things in the basement and various items in the house.

Now that he understands that Old Donald is not the murderer, the direction at this moment should be towards where he lives.

Maud knew time was of the essence.

Without delaying for long, he drove towards his residence.

When leaving, he did not forget to tell Corey to bring Old Donner to his current residence.

Galloping all the way.

When Maud returned, the house was quiet.

When he opened the door, he saw Betty sleeping quietly on the sofa.

As for Yuna whom I saw last night, and my wife who had been there all along, there was no trace.

It seems that this time period is not the time for them to appear.