Apart from Jiang Yu, the other two people on the first floor also gained a lot of useful information. Ji Yan gained the most, bringing back a diary.
And without reservation, he opened the diary for Jiang Yu and Feng Xingtai to see.
This can only mean one thing: after reading this diary, Ji Yan did not believe that the murderer was either Feng Xingtai or Jiang Yu.
Looking at the childish handwriting in the diary, Jiang Yu frowned. "Is this a child's diary?"
His whispered murmur received a response: "No, there's a diary entry that clearly states when the diary owner bought it, and in that same year, the diary owner mentioned their high school classmate more than once, so the owner of this diary should be a high school student."
Ji Yan answered him, and her answer was very detailed. After hearing her words, Jiang Yu raised his eyes and said, "Really? Then the owner of this diary has quite unique handwriting."
The implication is that the handwriting looks like that of an elementary school student.
Ji Yan twitched the corner of her mouth but didn't reply.
The handwriting was something that could be recognized at first glance, but after recognizing that, Jiang Yu focused his attention on the contents of the diary itself. Looking at the scribbles, he found it somewhat difficult to decipher.
"This diary mentions the old woman who was burned to death, and more than once." About ten minutes later, Jiang Yu and Feng Xingtai had finished reading the diary, which was written like a scribble, and they had roughly sorted out the information it provided.
"Yes, the diary's owner mentioned this old lady more than once. Judging from the diary's owner's tone, he should be the old lady's neighbor, because he always referred to the old lady as 'Grandma Lin who lives on the third floor.'"
Immediately after Jiang Yu finished speaking, Ji Yan added.
"Then the owner of the diary mentioned this old woman a total of four times: twice before her death and twice after her death." This time, it was Feng Xingtai who spoke.
“Yes, first of all, this is the diary entry.” Jiang Yu reached out and opened the diary, pointing to a page. “It says that the old lady was originally a solitary elderly woman, but half a year before she passed away, her descendants suddenly moved back in. The old lady’s originally quiet home suddenly became lively and bustling, with almost the entire building in it.”
“And then there’s this one.” He left one finger stuck on the page, using the rest of his fingertip to continue turning the page. “It says here that the old lady’s descendants started arguing with her frequently less than a month after moving in, and the worst time they did it was smashing everything in the room to pieces…”
The most crucial part is this sentence: "Grandma Lin's descendants on the third floor argue with her almost every day, making it impossible for me to concentrate on my homework." He said "descendants," meaning all of Grandma Lin's descendants are arguing with her.
Feng Xingtai nodded and casually asked, "Is everyone the murderer?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yan and Jiang Yu looked up at him almost simultaneously, their hidden emotions impossible to decipher.
But what he said was really too bold.
They had already deduced that six of the seven of them were playing the roles of Grandma Lin's descendants. If Feng Xingtai's statement was true, then apart from the one playing Grandma Lin, everyone else was the murderer.
“You’re too humorous. Try to be less so in the future.” Jiang Yu gave Feng Xingtai a deep look before turning his attention back to the diary. “Next are the two diary entries after Grandma Lin’s death.”
He repeated what he had just done, leaving one finger behind, and used the remaining fingertip to flip through the diary. "The owner of the diary said that Grandma Lin was burned terribly, and there was nothing left but a charred skeleton. At that time, the testing technology was not mature, and the only way to confirm Grandma Lin's identity was through DNA testing and comparison."
"The insurance company requested testing no less than three times, each time extracting DNA from different locations, but the results were always the same: the DNA comparison between the deceased and Grandma Lin's children showed a 99.99% similarity, confirming that the deceased and Grandma Lin's children were related."
But after saying all that, Jiang Yu suddenly gave a strange smile. "But that's not necessarily true. What if the deceased wasn't Grandma Lin? The DNA comparison results of Grandma Lin's husband and children can also reach 99.99%."
He only mentioned it casually and didn't say much before turning to the last diary entry about Grandma Lin.
"The last diary entry states that Grandma Lin's compensation money was received by her descendants, who had a huge disagreement and were arguing about who should get more. They argued about this for a week. The diary's author saw Grandma Lin's descendants disperse a week after the compensation money was received, and almost all of them had an unhappy look on their faces."
After he finished speaking, the room fell eerily quiet, with only the uneven breathing of the three people remaining. After their eyes met a few times in the air, someone finally made a point.
"In other words, the last six descendants all fell out."
Jiang Yu pondered for two seconds and said, "That should be the meaning."
The one who pointed this out was Ji Yan. After Jiang Yu confirmed her guess, she took a step back and said, "Then let's keep our distance. After all, I really didn't receive any information. I feel innocent."
As she said this, she gave an apologetic smile.
Jiang Yu also said, "Same here, I didn't receive any information either, I'm also..." innocent.
The three words were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say them. After about three seconds, he finally found the right word: "uninformed."
He's not entirely innocent; he got involved with "ghosts."
After finding this information, the three of them had roughly figured out the sequence of events. At this moment, Feng Xingtai suddenly took out something and spread it on the desk.
“Look at this photo.”
His voice attracted the attention of the other two. Jiang Yu and Ji Yan looked in the direction he raised his hand and were stunned when they saw what he was talking about.
"This is... a marriage certificate?" Ji Yan reached out to touch it, but stopped herself halfway through. "Is it for Grandma Lin and her husband?"
"Yes, that should be it. The woman's surname is Lin."
"But why is Grandma Lin's marriage certificate on the first floor? Doesn't she live on the third floor?" Ji Yan asked again.
Feng Xingtai shrugged. "How would I know? The main reason I took out this marriage certificate is to tell you that what he just said might be true."
He was looking at Jiang Yu when he said this.
"It's possible that the person who was burned to death wasn't Grandma Lin, but her husband."
Before Feng Xingtai could finish speaking, a crackling sound of electricity suddenly came from the previously quiet building. The crackling sound lasted for about ten seconds before stopping, and then brought some very bad news.
"Grandson Zhang Xun is being haunted by a vengeful spirit and is dead. The investigation continues!"
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