"There's also some on-site surveillance video in the news, which shows that the psychopathic gunman is the Saint's protector. We can infer the following conclusions."
"One, Yu Wangyou might have had contact with the Judge Organization, and that psychotic gunman might be her protector. Or maybe neither of these is true, and someone is simply trying to frame Yu Wangyou."
"Secondly, if that psychotic gunman was his protector, but for various reasons, Yu Wangyou left him and came to Mulan City to continue her studies, then what exactly was the reason that made Yu Wangyou leave her protector?"
"Third, if Yu Wangyou is not the Saint, and that psychotic gunman is not her protector, then someone is trying to frame Yu Wangyou. If someone wants to frame Yu Wangyou, why would they do it? Why would they use this method?"
After analyzing this long list of contents, Liu Shun's eyes flashed red, and he was obviously very excited.
Xia Chujian looked up at it and said, "Liushun, that's pretty impressive. Your analysis is very logical."
Liu Shun's slightly dull electronic synthesized voice was slightly proud: "Thank you for the compliment, Master. Our robot's mechanical intelligence is based on logic."
Xia Chujian also wanted to talk to someone, and the robot Liushun was undoubtedly the best person to talk to.
She wasn't worried about it leaking secrets or saying something that would make her uncomfortable.
Xia Chujian expressed his analysis: "I think that with Yu Wangyou's experience, it is impossible for her to have any connection with the Judge Organization."
"But that psychopath does look a lot like the crazy people in the Judge Organization. Birds of a feather flock together. So, no matter how I look at it, Yu Wangyou has nothing to do with that cult organization."
"Then she must have been framed."
"As for why that person wanted to frame her, and why he wanted to frame her in this way, I don't really care. I don't want to try to figure out the mind of a psychopath."
"I'm just concerned about where that psychopath got the submachine gun. Don't forget, in our Beichen Empire, these weapons of mass destruction are prohibited."
"Unless you have a gun license, but the only people who have gun licenses, besides those specialized government agencies, are bounty hunters."
"Let's not talk about government agencies. This person definitely has no chance of getting in. And being a bounty hunter isn't easy either. He needs to undergo regular and irregular mental health examinations."
"Such a serious mental patient would be stripped of his bounty hunter status if he came in for an irregular checkup, let alone a regular checkup."
"So, where did he, a man with obvious mental problems, get a submachine gun? And where did he get so many bullets? The gun looks quite new, like it was just opened."
Liushun stood there in a daze, wanting to respond, but the amount of information was so overwhelming that he didn't know where to start.
After a while, it said, "It's a pity that the owner shot this psychopathic gunman to death. Otherwise, he could have asked him directly and these questions wouldn't be a problem."
Xia Chujian disagreed: "Can you believe what a mentally ill person says? Or can it be used as evidence in court?"
Liushun: "..."
It's totally irrefutable.
In the midst of the tension, its head suddenly made a hissing sound and puffs of black smoke came out, as if its central processing unit was burning.
In a panic, Xia Chujian poured the cup of water in his hand on its head, using it as a fire extinguisher...
After being splashed with water, the household robot Liushun seemed to have really calmed down.
It looked at Xia Chujian, slid back a step, and regained its consciousness as a housework robot. It said, "Liushun, go clean up."
Then he slid out of the living room, obviously not wanting to continue talking to her.
Xia Chujian's mouth twitched, and she leaned on the sofa, unconsciously holding Wu Fu in her arms.
The little dog Si Xi also jumped onto the sofa, snuggled up to her, and stroked his furry head for her.
Before Xia Chujian could react, he had already stroked the furry little dog several times.
She smiled at Xiao Sixi, rubbed her forehead against his dog's head.
But my thoughts are still on what happened today.
Too sudden, too bloody.
And Yu Wangyou's reaction was too unexpected.
Especially since she was in school and people were attacking her IQ!
Xia Chujian still felt a little uneasy.
But after thinking about it carefully, she had to admit that Yu Wangyou's comments about her did have some meaning.
That is, she actually doesn't understand Yu Wangyou.
However, she had such a good impression of her and believed everything she said almost unconditionally, not because she was not smart, but because she had a natural respect for the academic master.
There is no way. The top students are like the natural enemies of the poor students. They almost have a blood-based suppression.
If we put aside the filter of being a top student, the doubts that Xia Chujian had previously ignored will surface one by one.
For example, as Yu Wangyou ranked first in the graduation exam of Guiyuanxing High School, why did she suddenly transfer from Fenghai City to Mulan City High School? This was very abrupt.
If someone said that nothing happened in Fenghai City, even Xiaogouzi Sixi would not believe it.
But Xia Chujian was not 100% sure whether this matter was related to the Judge Organization.
Maybe, as Liu Shun said, if the psychopathic gunman had not been shot to death by her, she might have been able to question him.
Even if someone is mentally ill, you can still get something out of him.
But Xia Chujian did not regret shooting him.
Later, she emptied the magazine, but she couldn't control herself for a moment and wanted the other party to atone for all the students who died in that class.
She only fired twenty shots, not because she wanted to, but because there were only twenty bullets in the magazine.
If she had extra magazines, she would have fired more than 300 shots.
Fire a shot for each of the students who lost their lives in that ordinary class!
She hugged Wu Fu and Sixi tighter.
More than a thousand people died in the Square Garden at the beginning of the year. In less than three months, so many students died again.
Life is so fragile.
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