After Jinbao left, the team leader took the rest of the police to Han Xuan's dormitory.

In the dormitory, all the roommates except Han Xuan were there.

One of the roommates with long hair was sitting in the bedroom with his legs crossed, strumming the guitar. When he saw the police coming in, he stood up immediately.

The other two roommates also stood up. One of them, who was wearing glasses and looked very well-behaved, asked first: "Comrade police, I heard that Han Xuan is dead. Is this true?"

The team leader looked him up and down, and thinking of the scene Han Xuan described, he guessed that the person in front of him was the Yang Sheng he mentioned.

The student in front of me looked like a model student, and it was hard to associate him with a murderer.

The leader did not answer Yang Sheng's question, but instead asked preemptively: "Are you Yang Sheng?"

Yang Sheng was suddenly called by name. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately restrained his expression and nodded, "It's me."

He wondered why the police knew his name, but then he comforted himself by thinking that they must have known his name because they were investigating the deceased's relatives and friends.

Just after Yang Sheng finished persuading himself, he found that the police was staring at him.

"Why do you want to kill Han Xuan?"

With just one sentence, everyone in the dormitory held their breath, and the other two roommates subconsciously glanced at Yang Sheng.

The long-haired roommate asked uncertainly, "Officer, is this a mistake?"

Another chubby roommate echoed: "Yes, Yang Sheng and Han Xuan are best friends and are inseparable. How could he kill him?"

The leader remained unmoved and continued to stare at Yang Sheng: "Yeah, if he's so good, why kill him?"

Yang Sheng's eyes flickered, and he asked calmly, "Officer, we grew up together, why would I kill him?"

"Officer, is there anything you need me to testify for? Aren't police officers supposed to rely on evidence when investigating a case?"

The meaning of Yang Sheng's words was apparently to inquire about the situation, but in fact he was asking the police what evidence they had. If there was no evidence, it would be slander.

"Because he took your place in the graduate school, you pretended to be a ghost to break his psychological defenses, then smothered him with a pillow after he fell asleep, and then faked his suicide when few people were around, is that right or not?"

If Yang Sheng still held a glimmer of hope just now, now he felt so guilty that he avoided looking and staggered back a step.

Where he was recalling the details, he didn't leave any traces at all, so how could he be discovered?

"You and him grew up together, and he treated you like a brother. But you want to kill him just for a place in graduate school? Are you still human?"

Yang Sheng staggered as if he had been hit by something.

When the police came in just now, they questioned Yang Sheng with full confidence, so Yang Sheng felt that the police must have some evidence, so they reconstructed the whole process of what happened.

So he had nothing to hide. He glared at him with bloodshot eyes and roared, "He deserves to die!"

Yang Sheng slowly recounted the experience between him and Han Xuan.

"He and I grew up together. Everyone knows that we have a good relationship, but no one knows that I hate him so much!"

Han Xuan, who was following behind the team leader, originally just wanted to hear Yang Sheng's explanation. He wanted to know why the person he always thought was a good brother would kill him, but he didn't expect to hear the words "Yang Sheng hated him so much".

Han Xuan thought that he had never done anything wrong to him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out why Yang Sheng hated him and wanted to kill him.

At this point, Yang Sheng didn't plan to hide anything. He was a little crazy, and seemed to be ready to throw anything away.

"Everyone compares me to him. When I was little, everyone praised him and said I wasn't as well-behaved as him. But no one knows that I got into trouble and fought because I just wanted to attract my parents' attention. If they would look at me more, I would also want to be a well-behaved child."

Yang Sheng seemed to be in some pain, with a hint of distress in his voice.

"When I was in school, they said I wasn't as good at studying as him. I had worked very hard. I studied until midnight every day since elementary school. Why could they only see the results but not how much effort I put in?"

The team leader sighed when he heard this. He understood Yang Sheng's psychology. He was not very smart since he was a child and was often forced to play mixed doubles. However, his parents never compared him with other children. They also encouraged him appropriately instead of suppressing him blindly.

Yang Sheng suddenly became agitated, and the veins on his neck were faintly visible.

"Han Xuan keeps saying that he wants me to be his brother, but he is the most selfish one!"

"He said he would help me with my final exams, but he was actually just mocking me for not being as good at studying as he was. When I was scolded, he couldn't wait to jump out the window to see me make a fool of myself."

"This is what he calls his good brother. This is the person you praise every day. He is hypocritical and selfish. Such a person does not deserve to live in this world!"

The team leader looked at Yang Sheng in silence and pity. This child looked well-behaved, but in fact he was cowardly and had a low self-esteem.

Having been compared to others since she was a child and always living in Han Xuan's shadow, she has gradually developed a distorted mentality, making her want to kill Han Xuan or even replace him.

But he never took action. This thought was magnified infinitely when the admission quota for postgraduate study was announced, which led to him killing Han Xuan in the end.

"Now he and I are in the same university. I thought we were at the same starting line, but why can he be admitted to graduate school but I can't?"

"At first I felt a little guilty when I killed him, but now no one compares him to me. Now that he's dead, I feel a lot more at peace. It's great..."

At this point, Yang Sheng looked at his two roommates with resentment: "And you, don't think I don't know what you say about me behind my back."