Old Wei looked at everyone present and said, “Everyone here has already read the script for Seven Deadly Sins. Mr. Banshan and Ms. Bai both claim to be the creators of this play. So today, in order to find out the truth, we have invited Captain Liu from the Criminal Investigation Department and Professor Huang, a psychology expert. You are welcome to ask them any questions about the content of Seven Deadly Sins. Captain Liu and Professor Huang will make the unified judgment on the professional aspects.”

One of the members said, "Before asking the founding mother a question, we should ask her to produce the script first. Mr. Banshan has a complete script."

"Yes, to be fair, the script should be shown to everyone before the competition."

Old Wei looked at Bai Qianmo: "Is the script ready?"

Bai Qianmo took out a handwritten copy from her bag and handed it to Old Wei. Old Wei opened it and glanced at it, immediately attracted by the vigorous and powerful characters on it. It was clear at a glance that the handwriting was the result of long-term practice.

"The calligraphy is beautiful. There are very few young people these days who can write such good calligraphy," Old Wei praised after looking through it.

The other senior members of Jinling Hall also passed around Bai Qianmo's handwritten script. Upon seeing the beautiful calligraphy, everyone had different expressions.

They all thought that Bai Qianmo was too young to write such a profound script as "Seven Deadly Sins," but when they saw this calligraphy, they were quite shocked.

It is said that one can see a person's character by their handwriting. Someone who can write such a beautiful piece of calligraphy must have a very deep cultural background.

On the other hand, although Banshan submitted its script to Jinlingtang first, it was a printed copy.

Judging from this, the pioneers clearly put in more effort.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Xu Ziqian sneered, "Deliberately bringing out a handwritten copy only shows that you are more guilty."

Old Wei said in a deep voice, "Director Xu, it's too early to say such things before a final conclusion is reached."

Xu Ziqian glanced at Bai Qianmo with a sinister look: "What I hate most is this kind of treacherous person. Old Wei, do you really believe that a young girl can write such a professional script?"

"In the face of the truth, all speculation is unfair; let's wait for the results."

A cold glint flashed in Xu Ziqian's eyes. He glanced at Banshan beside him. Banshan subconsciously clenched his hands, his nails digging into his palms, trying to suppress his excessive panic.

Since it was plagiarism, even though I was well prepared, I still felt unsure.

But given the current situation, he has no choice but to accept it.

Bai Qianmo looked at Xu Ziqian with a cold gaze: "Director Xu, aren't you being a little too hasty in convicting me?"

Xu Ziqian's expression suddenly changed: "I'm just giving everyone a heads-up, so that you won't be blinded by your cunning schemes."

Bai Qianmo scoffed lightly: "Enough with the nonsense, let's begin."

Captain Liu of the Criminal Investigation Department began asking questions: "The third book of 'Seven' tells the story of a theft and murder case. After the murderer killed the homeowner, he was arrested and attempted to escape from prison four times due to the violent enforcement of the prison guards. He successfully escaped the first time by opening a ventilation hole in the prison skylight. What method did he use?"

Banshan glanced quickly at Bai Qianmo and immediately answered, "They used a wire to open the keyhole outside the skylight and successfully escaped."

Professor Huang then raised his question: "According to the script, the skylight is made of steel bars, with each bar only one centimeter apart. However, the skylight lock is located in the northernmost corner outside, 15 centimeters away from the skylight. How did the murderer manage to open the lock?"

Banshan frowned deeply and fell silent.

In a day, he could only get a basic understanding of the script's surface-level information, but he was really struggling to grasp the more in-depth aspects.

Adding to the pressure was the fact that the original author was sitting right across from him, which put him under immense pressure. The tension and panic in his heart immediately plunged him into anxiety.

In just a short while, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his face.

"Mr. Banshan, you wrote the script yourself, no one knows this better than you, so answer me quickly."

Banshan looked nervously at Xu Ziqian, wondering how he was supposed to answer.

"Because...because the murderer was a pickpocket before he committed the murder, and his hands were different from ordinary people, which is why he was able to successfully open the keyhole."

Captain Liu nodded: "That makes sense, the pickpocket's lock-picking skills are indeed very professional."

The members standing nearby agreed: "Pickpockets are experts in the field of lock picking. Some top-notch pickpockets can handle almost any lock with ease."

Halfway up the mountain, he wiped away a bead of sweat, finally managing to get through one of the challenges.

Professor Huang glanced at Banshan with a probing look, then turned to Bai Qianmo: "Miss Bai, what do you think?"

Bai Qianmo replied, "The lock outside the skylight is 15 centimeters away from the skylight, and the gap between the steel bars is one centimeter. The average thickness of a standard adult's palm is no less than 1.5 centimeters, and a man's hand length is no more than 20 centimeters. Therefore, even if he is a top pickpocket, under the limited conditions of prison, if the murderer wanted to open the lock outside the skylight with his hand, his entire hand would have to pass through a one-centimeter gap."

Captain Liu frowned and glanced at Xu Ziqian out of the corner of his eye.

"That's how it should be in theory, but the other party is a pickpocket, so maybe he has practiced contortionism or something like that since he was a child."

Bai Qianmo stared sharply into Captain Liu's eyes: "All assumptions must be judged by factual evidence to determine their truth or falsehood. The script does not explain in detail what kind of contortionist the murderer practiced. Let's stick to the facts. How did the murderer manage to pass his 1.5-centimeter-thick palm through a 1-centimeter gap in the steel bar and successfully open the keyhole under these circumstances?"

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