As soon as Ji Feng saw Luo Jun's expression, he knew that it was almost certain. This guy knew how to pretend to be there, but his psychological endurance was too poor, and he was exposed once he was exposed.

However, it also proved that Jian Jing was better than he thought, and he did not arouse the other party's suspicion at all.

"Why?" Luo Jun's voice was much sharper than usual, "What do you mean?"

Jian Jing already had confidence, and calmed down, "There should be a garbage bag hidden in the shoe, right? I want to take a look."

Luo Jun's face was ashen, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Classmate, we have a recorder on. If your words and actions are inconsistent, it will be recorded." Ji Feng said calmly, "Let me advise you, if you surrender yourself, you can get a lighter sentence. You are still young." Luo

Jun felt as if he was punched in the face. He staggered back half a step, leaning against the desk, his teeth chattering, his hands clenched into fists, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Jian Jing pressed on: "The women's restroom on the fourth floor was not the first scene. Do you think you can hide it? The forensic doctor will know where the fatal injury is after just one examination."

"You have suspected me for a long time?" Luo Jun raised his head and looked at her in disbelief, "You said you suspected Hu."

"I lied to you." Jian Jing said expressionlessly, "What if you kill me too?"

She tricked Luo Jun downstairs to test him and to stabilize him. When she revealed that she suspected President Hu, Luo Jun must have been relieved, and then he unknowingly took her to the back of the garden.

In short, it was all a routine.

"It turns out I'm just a fool." Luo Jun rubbed his face, and then looked at the policemen coming and going around him. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and said in a dead voice, "Officer, I plead guilty. I killed Tang Yuran."

He explained the process of killing Tang Yuran, which was exactly the same as Jian Jing guessed.

A week ago, he signed a contract for advertising shooting. An agent thought he had great potential and considered whether to sign him.

Luo Jun wanted to debut very much. Even if the other party was just a small agent in a small company, he wanted to try hard. After in-depth communication with the other party, he finally got a contract of intent.

In the contract, the other party required him to remain "single" to avoid unexpected situations after becoming famous.

Luo Jun broke up with Tang Yuran.

Tang Yuran disagreed. She thought Luo Jun was unreasonable. He wanted to become famous before his debut, just like considering whether to go to Tsinghua or Peking University when he was in elementary school. He was just overthinking.

But she also understood her boyfriend's mentality and told him that he might as well consider making a movie about the mystery club. She would find a way to make him famous on the Internet - this is how the "film within a film" plan came about.

However, Luo Jun did not believe in his girlfriend's ability, but was afraid that she would make trouble, so he did not refuse to act immediately.

Tang Yuran thought there was still hope and planned to prove herself with actions. After setting up the scene tonight, she called Luo Jun to the small garden downstairs and explained the whole plan to him.

However, Luo Jun was not interested at all. He thought Tang Yuran was relying on him and trying to hinder his star journey.

"Stop bothering me!" he said disgustedly, "We've broken up!"

"Trust me, I can help you. It's ridiculous to break up over something like this." Tang Yuran tried her best to save the relationship, "Is our relationship not as good as an illusory future?"

Yes, it is not. What

Luo Jun longed for was the center of the stage, the screams of fans' enthusiastic admiration, money, fame and status, not the feelings of a certain girl.

He believed that he deserved a better future.

"Stay away from me." He pushed the girl away fiercely, as if pushing away a stepping stone on the road, leaving no strength.

Tang Yuran fell unexpectedly, and her head hit a sharp stone, and she died.

Luo Jun was terrified. He was afraid of accidentally killing someone, and he was also worried that if the matter was exposed, he would not be able to sign a contract to debut as a star.

He decided to keep the matter secret.

The body left in the garden might be discovered by Wang and Hu, so he took the path behind the garden and hid the body in the women's toilet on the second floor.

There was a women's toilet on the fourth floor, and it was unlikely that Jian Jing and Zuo Xin would run downstairs, so they were safe for the time being.

After returning to the classroom, he found a knife in President Hu's backpack, so he had the idea of ​​framing him and secretly hid it in his clothes when no one was paying attention.

When President Hu asked him to put on makeup, he quickly went downstairs and prepared to pretend to be a murder scene in the women's toilet on the second floor.

But he didn't expect that after death, very little blood would flow, and the expected effect could not be achieved. In a hurry, he remembered Tang Yuran's plan and carried the person to the women's toilet on the fourth floor to pretend to be a crime scene.

Finally, he threw the murder weapon under the trash can of the men's toilet on the third floor, and the garbage bag stained with a little blood was afraid that it would not be flushed away in the toilet, so he simply hid it under the sole of his shoe.

The whole process cannot be said to be rigorous, but luck was good. Zuo Xin was on the fourth floor making a phone call, President Hu, Deng Daoju and Jian Jing were in the classroom, and Wang the photographer was walking around downstairs taking pictures of the rain. No one was encountered during the whole process.

He was full of confidence, thinking that he had already concealed the truth, especially when Jian Jing said that she suspected President Hu, he couldn't help but feel smug in his heart, thinking: What a genius novelist, wasn't he fooled by me?

Who would have thought that in less than half an hour, he was exposed in front of him and had nowhere to hide.

The panic at this moment made his psychological defenses completely collapse.

"It's all her fault. If she hadn't pestered me, I wouldn't have..." Luo Jun was still arguing.

Zuo Xin was extremely angry: "You were the one who broke up, and you lied to us that she was the one who broke up, and you also spread rumors that she cheated? Are you sick? Who do you think you are? You still want to debut? Bah!"

Jian Jing was also enlightened. Scumbags are common, but those who are as scumbag as this are still rare.

But she no longer had the energy to argue. She simply picked up the remaining Coke beside her, raised her hands, and poured all the carbonated beverage in it on Luo Jun's head: "Garbage."

Luo Jun's face turned blue and white, extremely ugly.

Ji Feng winked at the police officers: "Take the man back and verify his confession. Hey, I'm lucky today and can finish work early."

Jian Jing glanced at her watch subconsciously: "1 o'clock in the morning, is it early?"

"Early, I still have time to have a midnight snack." Ji Feng was in a very good mood and even joked with her, "Do you want me to treat you? The police station specially provides instant noodles, and I'll take notes by the way."

Jian Jing: "..."

"Some other day." She didn't want to go.

Ji Feng didn't say anything, and started working step by step. Although the suspect has confessed, the investigation still needs to be investigated.

Luo Jun took the police to the first scene for identification, and the others went back to their homes, as long as they cooperated with the subsequent investigation.

But when they separated, photographer Wang suddenly raised a difficult question: "Tang Yuran is dead, Luo Jun is the murderer, what about our movie?"

Everyone's mood suddenly became complicated.

Tang Yuran arranged a "film within a film" for Luo Jun to create heat for her boyfriend, but who could have thought that her death and his murder were far more shocking than the plan.

Art comes from life, and life is always more absurd than art.

Two days later, Jian Jing learned from Ji Feng that Tang Yuran's death case was closed.

This murder case caused quite a stir in the school, and the Internet was full of posts. The school asked to disband the reasoning club for various considerations.

Everyone accepted it silently, and the plan to make a movie was completely scrapped.

Deng Daoju and President Hu cleared the accounts, and the various deposits and rents that were returned totaled about 10,000 yuan. Together with the more than 10,000 yuan that was previously intended to be used for distribution, the 30,000 yuan of funds were basically returned to Jian Jing.

Jian Jing accepted it and said he would treat everyone to a meal, but was rejected by President Hu.

"Your money has been wasted, and nothing has been filmed. How can I let you treat me again? I'll treat you." He booked a private room in the bombing party near the school as a farewell dinner for the club.

That day, only a few people came, and everyone was not in high spirits.

Come to think of it, liking mystery works is one thing, and witnessing the death of a classmate with your own eyes is another. How can you digest it in just a few days?

Zuo Xin pulled Jian Jing to talk. After confronting the scumbag together, friendship suddenly sprouted, and they started to talk about gossip, which is a must for girls.

"Do you know why Wang Hao doesn't like you?" she asked mysteriously.

Jian Jing was indeed curious: "Why?" "

Last year, when the mystery club was recruiting new members, he approached you and praised your good handwriting. You chatted for a while, and he even asked you for an autograph. When the club activity happened the next week, he greeted you, but you asked who he was." Zuo Xin spread her hands, the truth was so simple.

Jian Jing: "..." That's it?

Zuo Xin told her with her eyes, that's it.

"People often come to me for autographs." Jian Jing recalled the past, "Everyone said the same thing. I like your work very much. It's very well written... I've talked about it so much that I can't remember who is who."

To be precise, it's not that she doesn't remember the behavior of fans, but that she can't remember the specific people. If Wang Hao thinks she is deliberately humiliating him, he can only say that he thinks too much.

Zuo Xin showed a look of sudden realization: "So that's the case. You are so cold and aloof at ordinary times. I thought..." She was embarrassed to continue, and turned to say, "However, Tang Yuran is not familiar with you, but you worked so hard to help her find the murderer. I know that you are actually cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and you have a strong sense of justice."

Jian Jing paused.

To be honest, if someone died tragically, she certainly hoped that the murderer would be brought to justice, but if there was no system requirement, she would not investigate it personally. Solving cases is the job of the police. Ordinary people don't need to get involved. First, it's unprofessional, and second, it's too dangerous.

But Zuo Xin's words made her feel different.

"It's just a coincidence." She explained, "Luo Jun killed people impulsively and left a lot of evidence. I was lucky to guess that he was the murderer."

"Oh, it's already very powerful." Zuo Xin said self-deprecatingly, "I have also watched a lot of mystery dramas, but in the end, I couldn't even tell whether it was the first scene. I was too embarrassed."

Jian Jing didn't intend to show off the knowledge she picked up, and smiled and said, "It's good as long as the murderer is caught."

"I hope the murderer can be caught in all cases." Zuo Xin sighed, "I heard a saying before that the longer the case is delayed, the lower the probability of solving it. But now the crime rate is so high..."

Jian Jing was stunned and suddenly silent.

I almost forgot that this is not the original world. In the past, some people may not have witnessed a murder in their entire lives, but she has been in this world for less than half a month and has already experienced two cases.

"Let's not talk about this." Zuo Xin cheered up and teased her, "You write mystery novels and can solve cases. Maybe you can become a novelist detective in the future."

Jian Jing: (￣_￣|||)

Did she change her name to Kudo Shizuko?

While complaining in her heart, a hidden, brand new feeling slowly spread to her chest, just like drinking a cup of hot coffee in the severe winter, and the warm and comfortable spirit spread.

Although solving cases is a forced business, it is miraculous... not bad.