Chapter 725: Chapter 725: Recognizing Characters at Tomorrow’s Inn
The air seemed slightly congealed.
The silent atmosphere further amplified due to Bai Youwei’s harsh words.
The way Bai Youwei spoke directly hinted at Robert being the killer.
Faced with such an accusation, Robert managed to stay composed, smiling, “In that case, I shall look into it too, may I have a piece of paper, please?”
“Here.” Bai Youwei pulled out a blank piece of paper from beneath and handed it to him. She then looked around at the others, “Anyone else need paper?”
After a while, a man with a flamboyant air spoke up, “Sorry, I am not interested.”
He rebuffed Bai Youwei’s suggestion bluntly.
“The killer would dare to write it out boldly, fully confident that no one could unravel the secret in the paper. If you folks could deduce the truth just by a glimpse, that would be too fortunate. Anyway, I don’t have the patience. You all can carry on.”
The effeminate man put down his utensils, walked out of the dining room with a sway in his gait, and coldly sneered, “So many murderers seated at one table, I better stay in my room…”
At his words, other guests who had finished breakfast also got up and left, seemingly reluctant to engage with Bai Youwei any further.
Contrarily, a man named Willard extended his hand towards Bai Youwei, a polite smile on his face, “Could I see the text you’ve just copied?”
Bai Youwei paused for a moment, “…Sure.”
Bai Youwei noticed that his fingers were slender and elegant. Even his nails were very clean and neat.
This man named Willard had a unique aura, impossible to go unnoticed even when sitting quietly.
After examining it briefly, for about ten seconds or so, he handed back the paper and pen to Bai Youwei, saying, “Thank you.”
Bai Youwei stared into his eyes, asking curiously, “Did you see anything?”
The man’s expression remained unflustered, his eyes were vaguely smiling as if he was an emotionless robot, blandly replied, “No.”
Bai Youwei raised her eyebrows in suspicion.
Willard stood up and left the dining room, and the rest followed his lead, leaving in twos and threes.
Some returned to their rooms directly, while others stayed on the first floor, smoking, drinking tea, gazing at the rain outside the window, and passing time in melancholy.
No one could leave until the rain stopped.
Bai Youwei along with Su Man and Zhu Shu stayed in the dining room for a while before leaving as well.
In the end, only Robert remained seated by the dining table, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth, he lifted the paper taken from Bai Youwei, and studied the minute scratches on it against the candlelight.
The paper underneath where the writing is done usually bore some traces…
“What exactly was written on the paper…” Robert squinted at the paper, intrigued, “did you really see through it…?”
He deciphered the markings on the paper bit by bit.
A few nonsensical lines, small circles… irregular squares… and then words appeared:
A…pig…learns……to read?
After a moment, he took a second look at the paper, disbelief coursing through him.
A pig learns to read.
Yes, he wasn’t mistaken! What Bai Youwei jauntily wrote on the paper wasn’t some research but this sentence!
Robert’s face turned ashen!
“Dare to make a fool of me…” He gritted his teeth, fists clenching and then angrily tore the paper into shreds!
Just then, someone walked into the dining room. Robert turned around to look.
“Ah, you’re here.” Zhu Shu walked straight to the seat, picked up a pen from the table, and walked right out. It seemed like she had just come to retrieve something she left behind.
Robert’s face alternated between pale and flushed.
Every muscle in his face tensed, his heart filled with regret! The torn pieces of paper on the table seemed to mock him silently!
“Did she see it?” Robert closed his eyes, deeply inhaling, “It seems…I’ve met my match…”