Chapter 1900

"Murder! Murder! There's... there's a corpse!!!"

Accompanied by a scream echoing in the Nihilite Manor, the entire manor instantly boiled over.

Batman, standing by the window, did not withdraw his gaze. He silently calculated the time in his heart, and then sure enough, he saw a bright yellow bus quietly drive to the bus stop at the end of the road in front of the manor's main hall, passing through the woods they came from.

But the game had just begun.

When entering the Nihilite Manor, everyone already understood that this game was not that simple. Survive for one day and one night and get on the bus to win? What if you survive but can't get on the bus?

This was not impossible. Although on the first night, they were all in the wilderness with no fences or obstacles blocking them from getting on the bus, it didn't mean every night was like this.

Batman had already seen manservants with guns running over. It was not the Victorian era now. Manor owners all had modern weapons. When there was danger on their territory, they had every right to take thermal weapons to defend themselves.

Although it was far away, Batman also recognized that it was a semi-automatic rifle, with a range sufficient to cover the distance from the Nihilite Manor's front hall to the bus stop.

What's more, the Nihilite Manor's tallest building was the bell tower. Standing on the bell tower provided an excellent shooting point, and anyone running below would be a living target.

Even if his physical fitness was not restricted, Batman would have to think of some way to disarm them before running. And under the condition of restricted physical fitness, breaking through with force became the worst choice.

As soon as the chaos started, the manservants went to the warehouse to take out weapons, and another team of maids went to close all the manor's gates, as if the manor's owner had known long ago that a murder would happen.

This was like an alarm bell that should have been rung long ago, and it was also conveying a signal of danger.

The guests staying overnight in the manor were driven to the hall like ducks. When Batman came down, he found that Shiler was already standing in the crowd.

Following closely were Hancock, Mr. Plosi, and Isabelle, who was brought over by a maid.

"Lady Nihilite, Lady Nihilite was stabbed to death!" The maid was still shouting. She said: "I went to deliver water to the Lady this morning and found her lying on the bed with an ice pick stuck in her back. Blood was flowing all over the floor. She was murdered!"

"Don't panic!" Hancock said: "The butler has already gone to call the police. Everyone, those who were on night shift yesterday said they didn't see anyone entering or leaving the manor. The murderer is still mixed in among us..."

"Before the police arrive, I'm afraid no one can leave here. The Nihilite family will never let the murderer go!"

A burst of noisy discussion erupted in the hall instantly. Everyone was dissatisfied with this, but Hancock walked to the side of the manservant holding the gun, snatched the gun, and fired a shot into the sky.

"Bang!"

Instantly, screams were endless, but soon everyone quieted down, squatting down with their heads in their hands, trembling in fear, not daring to make a sound.

Hancock raised the corners of his mouth slightly, obviously very satisfied with the development of the situation. But soon he frowned again, turned to look at the manservant beside him, and said: "Where is Mr. Nihilite? Why haven't you gone to invite him over yet?"

"The butler has already gone, but he hasn't come back yet..."

Hancock's frown deepened. Suddenly, with a loud "bang", followed by a series of screams, a young manservant scrambled down the stairs and shouted: "The butler is dead, the old butler is dead, his room is full of blood!!!"

Shiler looked up. This was the manservant who had delivered his clothes and brooch at the time. At this moment, he rushed to Hancock's side in a panic and said: "Sir, the butler... the butler he..."

"Hurry and find Mr. Nihilite!" Hancock roared.

Accompanied by a team of manservants walking up the stairs, when the sound of kicking doors and screams came, everyone had a bad premonition. A few minutes later, the manservants only carried over Mr. Nihilite's corpse.

Hancock completely lost his calm expression. His panicked look was like a volcano about to erupt, and his posture of trying to restrain his emotions but becoming increasingly panicked was like adding a lid to the volcano. The hot lava failed to erupt, so it seeped out bit by bit from the earth's crust, making his whole face look like cracked earth.

He immediately rushed forward, flipped Mr. Nihilite's body over, and saw his fatal wounds, which were likely a smashing blow to the temple and a penetrating wound to the throat.

As for the stabbing wounds on his chest, they looked more like they were stabbed to vent anger after death.

Hancock's expression could already be said to be stiff.

Suddenly, he stood up as if he had gone crazy, opened his hands, and said: "Where is the police?!! Why haven't the police come yet?! So many people died here, this bunch of damn..."

"The police won't come." A low voice came from the crowd.

Batman stood up from the crowd, looked at Hancock, and said: "And you know why. The manor's telephone line was cut long ago, and the only road to the manor was also dug up. The police were never going to come from the very beginning."

Hancock opened his eyes wide, his gaze staring blankly at Batman, while Batman had already removed his hypocritical social mask, and his expression became serious again.

Facts proved that no one in this world could be more serious than Batman. The fake mask was not worth mentioning compared to the real connotation. When Batman revealed his dark and serious side, it set off Hancock, leaving him with only some hypocritical arrogance.

"You want to say I'm making false accusations, but the asphalt on the road surface during thermal blasting will remain on the tools. You put those tools in the garden warehouse, and the smell can be smelled from several meters away."

Hancock opened his mouth in shock. Just as he was about to say something, Batman continued: "You killed Lady Nihilite. There are also asphalt dust footprints on the road to the basement. Only there are ice picks. At ten o'clock last night, you first went to the basement to get an ice pick, then went straight to Lady Nihilite's room, pretended to talk about things, and when she turned her back, you stabbed her to death with the ice pick."

"I..."

"You want to say I have no evidence and no witnesses, but I am not a policeman, I don't need evidence."

Saying that, Batman walked quickly toward Hancock. Hancock finally couldn't pretend to have that low voice anymore, but used a sharp voice and said: "Don't come over!!! I have a gun!!!"

He pointed the gun in his hand at Batman, but Batman was completely unmoved. Hancock was stunned. He had never seen such a fearless person, but another voice sounded.

"Calm down, brother, there are still several dead people here." Be-Bat walked out of the crowd. He knelt halfway beside Mr. Nihilite's corpse to check his wounds and said: "His time of death was earlier than Lady Nihilite's, probably around 9 o'clock last night."

"My god! The banquet wasn't completely over at that time!" The crowd whispered, "I remember Mr. Nihilite said he wasn't feeling well and went back first..."

But just then, Mr. Plosi looked at Batman and stood up, saying: "I killed him."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Mr. Plosi had completely lost his previous irritability and madness. He looked a bit decadent, sighed lightly, and said: "I knew they were going to attack my sister. They would do this sooner or later. They need sacrifices."

Mr. Plosi looked as if he had suddenly collapsed. He rushed up and waved his fists, wanting to beat Hancock, but was stopped by the manservant. He roared in an angry and sad tone: "He is a cultist! He bewitched the Nihilite family and many others. They are constantly using human lives for blood sacrifice!!!"

Mr. Plosi tried his best to break free from the manservant's restraint, pointed at everyone present, and said: "You are all their sacrifices, you will all die! Just like the Plosi family in the past, my relatives were all killed and sacrificed by them!"

"He killed my sister just to take the opportunity of investigating the murderer to lock you all here, and then kill you one by one. He is a cultist and a murderer!"

The crowd erupted in terrified shouts. Hancock kept cursing, and Mr. Plosi didn't show weakness, roaring crazily, bursting out with amazing strength in an instant, and pouncing toward Hancock.

"Bang!" The huge gunshot made everyone's eardrums ache. White smoke came out of the muzzle in Hancock's hand, and Mr. Plosi slowly fell into a pool of blood.

The sudden killing stunned everyone. Hancock was like an angry bull, constantly panting, cursing dirty words in his mouth crazily.

Just as he intended to raise his gun again, Batman kicked the gun out of his hand and pressed him to the ground.

In fact, Batman had already wanted to stop him when he raised the gun for the first time, but unfortunately, along with the weakened physical fitness was the reaction ability, which was a few tenths of a second slow, and the trigger had already been pulled.

Shiler, who was familiar with Batman, knew that this Dark Knight was unusually angry now.

Sure enough, Batman grabbed Hancock by the collar and punched him hard in the face twice. Although his physical fitness was weakened, with two full-force punches, Hancock was beaten until his mouth was full of blood, and he coughed out a few fallen teeth.

Following closely, Batman kicked and broke Hancock's ribs, and when Hancock just turned over and curled up in pain, he broke his ankle.

Be-Bat was stunned.

At this time, he had just debuted for a short time and was not the old man of the Dark Knight later. He didn't expect the counterpart of another universe to be so ferocious. The murderer was actually me?!

After Batman stood up, he kicked Hancock aside mercilessly, picked up the gun on the side, and said to the manservant: "Go carry the butler's corpse down, I need to know his cause of death."

The servants were all a bit scared, hesitating and unwilling to move. Finally, the black manservant led people upstairs to carry the butler's corpse down.

The butler's cause of death was very strange. His heart was gone, and there were only some tiny burning traces on his chest cavity.

The old butler's time of death was later than the others, but unfortunately, Batman didn't find any useful clues.

This was actually a very strange thing. Batman was the world's greatest detective, and now there were two Batmen here, but whether it was the butler's crime scene or the people who had contact with the butler, there were no coherent clues.

"Where is Henry! Where is Henry?!" Hancock shouted with his last bit of strength.

A black shadow descended from the sky, and with a "bang", it smashed onto the floor in front of Hancock.

When Hancock saw that pale face, he discovered that it was Henry Nihilite.