Jiang Miao's speculation
Jiang Miao closed his eyes and carefully recalled He Junwen's narration.
Because Xiao Ming brought beer and a game console during his break and deliberately stayed in other dormitories, his behavior seemed too much like an attempt to establish an alibi for himself, and the flaw must be there.
Wait... a game console!
Ning Li was about to open her mouth to scold and urge him, when she saw Jiang Miao take two steps forward and stand in front of He Junwen: "According to your description, he ran back in a panic before he even got the game console?"
"Probably." He Junwen leaned back uncontrollably. The aura of the person opposite him was too strong and he could not withstand it.
"How long is the in-between time?"
"How can I remember this clearly?"
Li Ping beside him also chimed in: "Besides, it was only half past eleven at that time. Our Chairman Leng found out that Zhang Fu died at two or three in the afternoon. You can't possibly say that Xiao Ming went to kill her at that time!"
Jiang Miao tilted his head and looked at Xiao Ming calmly: "There is no testing equipment or professional testing methods at the moment. Non-professionals can only infer from the temperature and appearance of the corpse. If the murderer deliberately faked it, it is not impossible to do so."
He Junwen was obviously angered by Jiang Miao's groundless conjecture. He said angrily, "Absolutely impossible! At that time, I only said a few words to Li Ping and he ran back. How could Xiao Ming kill someone and disguise the body in such a short time!"
Lan Miao, who was standing on the side of the stage, said weakly: "It definitely can't be fake. I heard Zhang Fu crying at around one o'clock. 11:30 is definitely not the time for the crime."
Everyone testified for Xiao Ming, and the scales of justice seemed to be tilting towards them.
Then, Xiao Ming seemed to be so angry that he could not help but speak out. He was furious and shouted, "What deep hatred do I have with you? You can make up anything to frame me! You don't care about any evidence."
"He said a few words!" Jiang Miao didn't care about that. She stared at He Junwen and insisted on getting the answer.
He Junwen frowned: "I don't remember, at most four or five sentences!"
"How many sentences?"
"I really don't know. We were drinking and so much time had passed."
Jiang Miao raised his hand and pointed at Li Ping: "You two, show me."
The spotlight illuminated this farce. Some people in the audience were watching with great interest, some were clenching their fists as they felt insulted by their own school, and some also noticed that Wan Xi's behavior was strange and watched the whole process with bated breath.
But after all, there won’t be many people who still remember Su Heng’s incredible move.
Just like those celebrity scandals on social platforms before Doomsday, as long as it does not cause large-scale and widespread discussion across the entire network and is covered up by more recent things, this matter will gradually fade away with time.
Captain Ning did not say anything to stop them. Under the threat of the dagger, Li Ping and He Junwen had no choice but to demonstrate it to her.
Jiang Miao closed his eyes for a few seconds, gently pacing with his fingers until he stopped.
"One minute and eight seconds. Considering that you were drinking and your speech might have been a little slow, I'll give you one and a half minutes."
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly and she looked at Xiao Ming and Wan Xi.
When Wan Xi heard this number, it was like hearing the horn of victory. He immediately asked back confidently: "You asked the answer yourself, one and a half minutes! Are you satisfied with this answer? How could he have gone to Zhang Fu's room and killed her in just one and a half minutes!"
"Who said he killed Zhang Fu?" Jiang Miao's eyes slightly raised, his confident attitude irritated the two people on the opposite side. Wan Xi had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, he breathed a sigh of relief and then immediately cursed back: "Are you sick? Are you playing tricks on us and playing house with you on the stage?"
However, Xiao Ming had a bad feeling: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Miao turned around and faced Ning Li: "Captain Ning, the murderer who killed Zhang Fu was her!"
The finger was pointing at Wanxi.
"Are you crazy?" He Junwen was stunned. "When we went there, Wan Xi had taken sleeping pills and was sleeping soundly. How could she run out and kill someone at two o'clock?"
Now not only the people on the stage, but even the audience below started to insult him passionately. It was because they couldn't win the fight, otherwise they would have rushed up and given Jiang Miao a good beating.
"Quiet!" Ning Li frowned, her chest aching uncontrollably because her voice was too high. This was the aftereffect of the defeat and injury she had just suffered.
"The reason." In view of Jiang Miao's kung fu skills, Ning Li was willing to give this martial artist one last chance. If she still had no excuse and arbitrarily accused her of something, she would beat her up even if it meant seriously injuring herself!
Xiao Ming's uneasiness became more and more obvious, until Jiang Miao looked at him calmly with a calm expression as if sentencing him to death: "In this murder case, your biggest flaw is that you were too eager, eager to show that you didn't have time to go to Zhang Fu's dormitory to kill someone."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other people in the audience only half understood what he meant, and Xiao Ming's face turned pale in an instant.
The dazzling lights hurt people's eyes. He Junwen's lips trembled and his eyes were shocked. He was in the situation and easily understood what the other party meant. He looked unbelievable.
However, Jiang Miao did not give him a chance to escape the truth and directly exposed it to everyone: "As you said, in just a minute and a half, he drank so much that he was staggering and even his drinking buddies were worried. However, in such a short time, he was able to go downstairs, open the door, find the game console and put it on the table, shake his girlfriend to find that she was unconscious, and finally run upstairs to ask his friends for help."
"He wanted too much to clear himself of suspicion and was too eager to fake his alibi." Jiang Miao looked at the two old friends opposite him with pale faces, and said, "I guess Xiao Ming only opened the dormitory door and ran up to ask you for help."
The studio was completely silent. Xiao Ming closed his eyes to calm himself, and then he asked loudly, "You want to convict me based on this alone? I have walked the route between the two dormitories hundreds of times, and I can walk it even with my eyes closed! Moreover, under your brutal questioning just now, it is normal for them to miss some words or forget some. What basis do you have to use inaccurate time as evidence!"
Li Ping always likes to speak up for himself, and he quickly agreed: "Yes, we just said that it has been such a long time since we last met and we even drank together all night. How can we remember anything if you force us to recall it! You can use this as evidence!"
The two men were filled with righteous indignation, but He Junwen, who had been speaking for Xiao Ming, fell silent for the first time.
Jiang Miao speculated to himself: "Since it is confirmed that your alibi is forged, it is easy to infer that she did not take sleeping pills to fall asleep today."
Leng Yuqing at the side reminded: "Although I am not a professional forensic doctor, my cousin was an outstanding graduate of the Medical University. I am obsessed with detective suspense series of movies and books, so I learned a lot of knowledge in this area from him. In a particularly hot summer, the body temperature and the degree of decomposition of the body will change, and I know how to judge it. So what I can be sure of is that the time of death of the deceased was between 2 and 3 pm."
"Yes, that's right." Jiang Miao finally deduced a more reasonable murder plan that also fits the personalities of the two people: "The person did die at around 2 o'clock, but that doesn't mean her personal safety was not threatened before 10:30."
-Jiang Miao's reasoning-
At 7:20, Xiao Wan and his partner, who had finished their conspiracy within the dormitory wall, returned to the dormitory together.
Wan Xi picked up her favorite luxury bag and stroked it gently. Xiao Ming came over and hugged her from behind: "When I go on a mission the day after tomorrow, I will specifically look for it in the villa area. I will definitely find you a more expensive one!"
"Don't!" Wan Xi put the package into his pocket with a determined heart, turned around and hugged back: "The villa area is now occupied by some social big brothers. How can a few of us students get any benefits from them?"
The two whispered for a while in the dormitory, and then quietly went out when there were no more footsteps outside the dormitory in the corridor around ten o'clock.
Zhang Fu sat on the bed in a daze. Although she and Yan Heng were just a couple who got together because they were lonely and looking for companionship in the doomsday, they had been together for some time after all. She witnessed him being brutally killed by his teammates because of a resource grab, which was different from his accidental death during a mission.
How can she accept it calmly?
There was a soft knock on the door. Zhang Fu was dazed for a moment. When she realized who else would come at this time, her face darkened and she opened the door.
Wan Xi stood outside the door with a fawning look on her face. In addition to the Hermès bag in her hands, she also had several pockets filled with things like canned food, compressed biscuits, tissues, and sanitary napkins, which are indispensable for girls.
"Xiao Fu." Wan Xi brought the things in, and before going in, he was careful not to close the door completely.
She carried the things and put them on the table: "Xiao Fu, my Xiao Ming was really careless and missed! He is feeling very guilty and blaming himself in the dormitory now. Can you forgive him this time?"
"Killing each other is strictly prohibited in our D University! He feels guilty? If he is afraid and blames himself, will he kill others?" Zhang Fu's chest heaved with anger. Wan Xi took out a bag of beef jerky and eight-treasure porridge from the bag: "Calm down, you haven't eaten yet, these things are our apology to you!"
Honestly speaking, the things Wanxi brought were quite generous. In the doomsday when resources were tight, these things were enough for her to live a good life for a month or two. What moved Zhang Fu the most was the Hermès bag. Although the price of this thing in the doomsday was not even as good as a bottle of mineral water, her life ideal was to own a Hermès brand-name bag in this lifetime!
Especially in the context of so many survival resources, spiritual resources seem so important at this moment.
Seeing that Zhang Fu was a little bit relenting, Wan Xi continued to lobby: "The dead cannot be resurrected, and we who are alive must always think about ourselves."
This statement is very true, and it is even completely correct in the end times.
"Want to settle it privately? I tell you it's impossible!" Zhang Fu acted determined and refused, insisting on reporting to Captain Ning no matter what.
The two of them pulled each other for several times, and the noise became louder and louder, until Xiao Ming pushed the door open and walked in. He lowered his voice and said, "Tell me, what do you want in exchange for letting us go!"
Zhang Fu was very scared when the burly man suddenly broke into her room, but when she thought about the fact that she was in school and surrounded by her classmates, she realized that they couldn't be so brave. So she regained her courage and talked to him directly about the conditions: "I want four-fifths of the supplies in your dormitory!"
In fact, Zhang Fu wanted to tell her everything if Xiao Ming hadn’t suddenly barged in.
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