After the voting ended, everyone voted again, this time on the previous option.

The vote was 4 to 3, with 4 votes in favor of a five-minute re-search.

Then, the red countdown lights up again.

Before they dispersed, Dr. Zhao reminded them, "Remember to search the suspect's room to see if there is any key evidence."

Everyone nodded and dispersed.

Shi Jin did not choose to go to the suspect's room.

Since Dr. Zhao has just given a reminder, there must be at least two people gathered in the room of the two suspects at this moment.

If the room is not big, the more people there are, the more they will get in the way.

not to mention......

Shi Jin raised his eyes and met Cheng's son who was standing in the study.

The murderer is already at the crime scene, why would he go far away?

Shi Jin lowered his eyelids and walked into the study.

Cheng's son stood up from the corpse. His black pupils, which were much larger than those of ordinary people, were covered by his eyelids. He came forward and said, "Lawyer Shi, are you also in the study looking for clues?"

"yes."

"What a coincidence, we both thought of the same thing." Cheng's son smiled with dimples on his fair face: "But I just looked for it, and it seems there is no clue."

“Maybe the clue isn’t here.”

Shi Jin walked around his son, squatted beside the body, put on gloves, and searched the body carefully.

Cheng's son stood behind him and tilted his head, the smile on his face slowly faded: "Brother Shi, don't you believe me?"

Shi Jin paused in his search and his gaze stopped on the corpse's right index finger.

He pursed his lips, picked up the corpse's right hand with his gloved hand, and facing the light above his head, carefully took out a long, thin fiber thread from between the nails of the corpse's right index finger.

Shi Jin put the fiber filament into the evidence bag, stood up, and moved his eyes to other places in the study.

【Countdown one minute.】

Not getting a response, Cheng's son's face turned cold.

He hung his head, looking gloomy: "Brother Shi, I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me?"

【Countdown ten seconds.】

"I hate it most when people ignore me." Cheng's son said in a low voice, his facial expression was obscured by his drooping hair, so it was hard to see clearly: "I like you so much, why don't you ignore me?"

[The five-minute evidence search time is over. Please return to the lobby. ]

Shi Jin stopped searching and looked back at him: "It's time, let's go downstairs."

Cheng's son's head moved. After a while, he raised his head, the red bloodshot in his eyes had not yet faded: "What did you say?"

Shi Jin looked at him calmly, his eyes calm and steady: "Cheng Ke, the time is up."

Hearing his own name, Cheng Ke's expression relaxed, and dimples reappeared on his cheeks. He licked his lips and was happy to hold Shi Jin's arm: "It seems like this is the first time you call my name."

Shi Jin avoided his movements and walked out of the study first: "Let's go downstairs first."

Cheng Ke's eyes lingered on the evidence bag in his hand for a moment, then he quickly looked away and followed Shi Jin: "Have you found any clues?"

"Um."

——

In the living room, except for Yu Ci who had gone somewhere unknown, everyone else sat on the sofa.

Seeing Shi Jin, Dr. Zhao stood up from the sofa: "Lawyer Shi, did you find anything?"

Shi Jin nodded, stretched out his hand, and revealed the evidence bag lying in his palm: "This was found in the study."

"This fiber was stuck in the gap between the nails of the index finger of the deceased's right hand. It was quite hidden, so we failed to find it during the first search."

Doctor Zhao came over and said, "Then it's possible that the murderer tore it off the victim's clothes when he was struggling."

She frowned: "But..."

Shi Jin knew what she was wondering about and nodded: "The crime happened last night. The murderer changed his clothes after committing the crime. It is very likely that he has destroyed the clothes he was wearing during the crime."

Wan Baojie picked up the evidence bag and held it up to the light: "The color of this line looks a bit like black."

"Was anyone wearing black yesterday?"

Doctor Zhao thought for a moment and said, "It seems not. Butler Chen was wearing a blue shirt yesterday, and singer Yang was wearing a yellow T-shirt."

Wan Baojie nodded: "You and I are both wearing light green, you are wearing a skirt and I am wearing a top, Cheng's son is wearing a white T-shirt, and Lawyer Shi..."

"Wait," Doctor Zhao blinked and glanced at Shi Jin's black shirt: "If I remember correctly, Lawyer Shi wore a black shirt yesterday and today."

"Probably not."

Wan Baojie carefully studied the fibers in the evidence bag. "Not to mention that none of the evidence points to Lawyer Shi, the shirt Lawyer Shi was wearing was made of silk, and the fiber in the evidence bag is more likely to be made of cotton. It is more likely to be from a T-shirt or something like that."

Doctor Zhao scratched his head and frowned: "Whose fiber is this?"

[Players please enter the compartments in order to vote. ]

[Ordinary players have one vote, and the murderer has an extra vote bonus. Please think carefully before voting. ]

Singer Yang frowned almost immediately after hearing the notice: "What does extra voting rights mean? Does the murderer have two votes?"

Wan Baojie nodded solemnly: "It should be, so we have to vote more carefully."

If people are wavering on the suspect and the two suspects split the votes, then the extra vote in the hands of the murderer will be crucial and can directly change the final result.

[The first voting player: Lawyer Shi. ]

Shi Jin's eyebrows moved slightly and he stood up.

Before entering the compartment, he looked back at the people in the living room.

Butler Chen had an unsightly expression, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Doctor Zhao bit his fingers in annoyance, his delicate eyebrows twisted into a knot, and he looked very distressed.

Wan Baojie's expression was calm, and only her furrowed brows revealed her inner hesitation.

Singer Yang lowered his head and slid his body into the sofa, the expression on his face was unclear.

As for Cheng's son...

The boy looked at him with burning eyes, a pure smile on his face, like the sunny boy seen on TV.

"There's another reason why the fibers appear black, besides black clothing."

Shi Jin turned his head back and looked at the door of the compartment in front of him: "After the blood is oxidized, it will appear as a dark red color almost black on the white fabric."

[When the lawyers have finished voting, please ask the next player to enter the compartment and vote. ]

[The second voting player: Doctor Zhao. ]

After the voting was over, Shi Jin was led out of the compartment through another door by the staff.

Outside this door is the garden of the Lin family villa. A long corridor leads to a pavilion not far away. In the middle of the pavilion, a black figure is leaning on a prepared lounge chair, looking over here lazily.

Shi Jin raised his eyebrows, asked the staff for his umbrella, and walked towards the pavilion holding the umbrella.

Yu Ci propped up his head and looked at him.

The young man was holding an umbrella with one hand, his black shirt was buttoned up to his neck, and his straight and slender legs were wrapped in black trousers. When he walked, his trouser legs were lifted up by his movements, and the smooth lines under his trousers could be vaguely seen.

His expression was usually indifferent, with a straight back, thin body, a cold white face hidden under a black umbrella, and soft and docile black hair covering his soft white earlobes, revealing a fragile and captivating meaning.

Yu Ci narrowed his eyes and suddenly thought of Xiao Hei.

The little black cat has a proud personality, as if it knows that it is born with good looks. It walks with its head held high and chest puffed out, often putting on a cool and indomitable look.

When she needs him, she will put aside her aloofness, put on a pretty face, and rub and act coquettishly on the soft pads of flesh.

When it is not needed, it will wag its tail, look at its bright yellow eyes with a cold expression, and lie on the windowsill to rest.

Should we say that Xiao Hei is worthy of being the cat raised by his roommate?

This little one looks exactly like its owner;

Yu Ci raised the corners of his lips and looked at Shi Jin who was approaching: "Is the voting over?"

"Well, it's over." Shi Jin folded the black umbrella and put it aside, then sat down in the empty seat next to Yu Ci.

only......

Shi Jin's gaze paused for a moment at a distance between the two of them that was still big enough for another person, his expression unusually blank.

He looked at Yu Ci who was sitting at an arm's length away and pursed his lips: "Is there something wrong with me?"

The chairs in the pavilion were placed in advance, surrounding the round table in the middle of the pavilion, with two chairs on each side in the four directions, and the distance between the chairs was only the width of a fist.

The distance between the chairs was normal before he sat down, but after he sat down, Yu Ci moved the chairs.

Shi Jin lowered his eyelids and stood up: "I'll sit opposite you."

"Hey, no." Yu Ci subconsciously reached out to grab Shi Jin's wrist, then quickly let go after realizing what was going on: "No, that's not what I meant."

"You're too close to the stairs. I'm afraid you might fall accidentally, so I'm going to ask you to move over here as well."

Shi Jin's gaze briefly lingered on the steps on the other side of the chair, and he pursed his lips: "Sorry."

Yu Ci touched his nose and moved his eyes to the side guiltily.

In fact, he was distracted just now and didn't notice who it was, so he subconsciously kept his distance.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Yu Ci asked, "Who did you vote for just now?"

With the help of Yu Ci, Shi Jin pulled the chair back and sat down.

Thanks to his upbringing and personal habits since childhood, Shi Jin would subconsciously straighten his back and stand upright when sitting down, even though he was sitting on a reclining chair prepared by the program crew, which only had a small piece of seat surface that could be considered flat.

He tilted his head when he heard this, and his originally calm amber eyes were slightly moved: "I voted for Cheng's son, right?"

Yu Ci was slightly stunned.

Why did he feel...that he saw expectation in Shi Jin's eyes?

An illusion, right?

He blinked, and when he looked at Shi Jinshi again, he only saw the calm eyes of the young man in black.

He raised his eyebrows and laughed at himself for overthinking: "How did you guess?"

"It's not really a guess." Shi Jin pursed his lips: "In fact, the suspects behind this have basically been locked in on Butler Chen and Cheng's son."