"At 8:50, you entered the women's restroom, put the Bluetooth speaker in place, made a latch out of tissue paper, dialed the help number on the wall, and asked the waiter to bring toilet paper. Then you locked the door from the outside and went into the men's restroom yourself - Hou Rui was drunk and probably couldn't accurately insert the bolt of the men's restroom. Maybe there was no lock at all, and even if it was locked, it could be opened with a card.

"You used some means to trick Hou Rui into squatting with his back to you, or you could have tripped him, or maybe he was lying on the toilet and vomiting at the time. In short, you strangled his neck from behind with a blackmail made of tissue paper, and used the collar of his shirt as a cushion to avoid leaving marks on his skin.

"It is true that it is not easy for a woman to strangle an adult male. At first, I did not doubt you, especially because his posture was very suggestive, but after careful consideration, I realized that I might have fallen into a blind spot.

"Hou Rui is a typical androgynous artist. He keeps a slim figure to look good on camera. He is light in weight, weak in strength, and drunk, so he has no resistance. On the other hand, you, Ms. Yao, are 1.7 meters tall and well-proportioned. If you sit on him from behind, it will not be difficult to hold him down with the weight of your body.

"Plus, you inserted the hairpin into the knot and twisted it, which saved effort and avoided leaving marks on your palms, which would arouse suspicion. After the assistant left, you locked the door of the men's toilet, unlocked the secret room of the women's toilet, pretended to come out from inside, and completed your alibi."

Jian Jing said, "That's about it, I'm done."

The female agent looked indifferent: "What a wonderful trick, should I applaud you?"

"No need." Jian Jing's eyes locked on her face, "Because it's not wonderful."

"What?"

"I say, this is not a brilliant trick." She said pertinently, "Using paper towels as weapons and reversely creating a secret room is certainly novel, but as a means of murder, it is full of bugs." The

female agent took a deep breath and pretended to be indifferent: "Oh? What's the problem? At least you didn't find the murder weapon, right?"

"Yes, even if paper towels were taken out of the sewer, it can't prove anything." Jian Jing admitted, "After all, it's a toilet, not surprising."

The female agent spread her hands.

"But paper towel fibers can be found on the deceased's clothes, and there are paper towel fragments left in the jack," she said, "If it's done, it's impossible not to leave traces."

"This can only prove your reasoning process, it can't prove that I am the murderer." The female agent asked, "Can you extract my fingerprints from it?"

Jian Jing said, "There will be connection records in the Bluetooth speaker."

The female agent refused to admit it: "I did bring a Bluetooth speaker. If you want to see it, I can check it for you. Anyway, there is nothing."

"You deleted the record." She was aggressive.

Female agent: "Do you have any evidence?"

Jian Jing was silent for a while, then sighed: "You are so confident, it must have taken a lot of effort. You took the tissue paper from this store again and again, and you must have tried the door lock mechanism many times. Maybe you even called the helpline in the women's restroom to verify whether they would really deliver the things."

"All of this is very..." She paused for a moment, choosing her words, "meticulous."

In order to cover up the type of the weapon, she remembered to turn up the collar of the shirt, and as an agent, perhaps it was her suggestion that Hou Rui wear a shirt.

In order to avoid being exposed, she took a little tissue paper each time and slowly wove the murder weapon, carefully and meticulously.

In order not to leave marks on the door bolt, they simply made a one-time substitute to avoid leaving obvious scratches and arousing suspicion. They were extremely careful.

This arrangement was like a hunting spider, with extreme patience, even scary.

"But it's useless." Jian Jing said lightly, "The more you do, the more flaws there are. Yao Fei, it can't be anyone else, it can only be you."

Yao Fei still said the same thing: "Evidence."

Jian Jing thought for a while and said, "You have done such a thorough preparation. I will add another guess. Hou Rui's wine was stuffed with sleeping pills. Checking the stomach contents can confirm it. Can I take a look at your bag?" After a

long time, Yao Fei said, "The sleeping pills belong to Hou Rui, but they are placed in my bag. I am his agent. What's so strange about this?"

He really won't give up until he reaches the Yellow River.

"The deceased deliberately cut his left hand, leaving more than just this." She tapped the photo on her phone and said slowly, "During the struggle, the blood on his hand also stained the murderer. Since you didn't get close, you shouldn't have been stained."

Yao Fei's face suddenly turned pale, and her eyes couldn't help but scan her body.

"This is the legendary Luminol reagent." Jian Jing shook the small spray bottle in her hand, "Do you want to take a gamble? See if there is any reaction on your body - I'll make it clear in advance that even if there is only a trace amount of blood, it can be detected who it is, don't tell me it's your own blood."

Yao Fei bit her lower lip.

Jian Jing smiled slightly, and her tone suddenly became gentle: "Since you are so confident in your skills, let's make a bet. I am also very curious. Where did the blood get on? Is it the cuffs, or the corners of clothes? Ah, it could also be on the upper of the shoes. Your pair of velvet high heels are nice. Otherwise, let's start with it."

As she said, she was about to press the spray bottle and spray her upper.

Yao Fei instinctively retracted her feet and hid them tightly.

The atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

Jian Jing stared at her face and said, "It's useless to hide it. In addition to the bloodstains, there are more important evidences. The records in the Bluetooth speaker and mobile phone, even if they have been deleted, can be restored by technicians."

Yao Fei's fingers on the table clenched suddenly, and it was obvious that her heart was not without any waves.

But for some reason, she refused to say a word and remained silent stubbornly.

Jian Jing: "You still don't want to plead guilty?"

She was puzzled, but she didn't expect that this remark hit the other party's sore spot. Before she finished speaking, Yao Fei exploded: "What do you know?!"

"You are very proud, don't you think you are great?" The previously calm and capable agent changed his face, like an angry beast, roaring, "Are you very complacent, thinking that you have solved an amazing case? You really want to show off to others."

Jian Jing's face sank and said coldly: "I said, this is not a clever trick at all, you are too confident in yourself."

"You are just lucky, I accidentally got his blood on me." Yao Fei sneered, unwillingly said, "I didn't consider the sound system carefully, I should have replaced it with something else if I had known."

Jian Jing had never seen such a confident murderer, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

"I've told you all this. The more you do, the more flaws you'll get. A truly brilliant criminal never does anything unnecessary..." She stopped talking abruptly, then paused a little before saying, "There is no such thing as a perfect crime. No matter how you do it, the result will be the same. If you don't want to be discovered, don't do it."

Yao Fei asked angrily: "If I don't do anything, am I going to watch that scoundrel kick me out with one foot? How much have I done for him? He became famous, and I deserve most of the credit. Why did he just kick me out with a few words? Without me, would he be where he is today?

" "Fuck it, everyone advises me to admit defeat, why should I? Why should that bastard Hou Rui be able to make his money so gloriously, but I have to start all over again? His fame is his own credit? Bah, he can't do anything. He has nothing except a face. Every time he offends someone, I have to clean up his mess. I beg for business by humbly drinking until I have stomach bleeding. He can only say 'No' and 'I'm so tired' - it's all thanks to me that he is where he is today! "

She had been accumulating a lot of anger, which all burst out at this moment, spewing hatred like a machine gun: "How many artists does an agent have to manage before he can make one famous? Tell me to start over? That's easy to say, he can just start over on his own, I'll send him to reincarnate and let him be a good person again!"

"He has to understand." The agent hugged his arms and cursed coldly and resentfully, "I can make him famous, but I can also destroy him! If you want to die, we die together, if you want to live alone? No way. "

Jane Jing never expected her to say that and was stunned.

[Mission Name: Restaurant's Death Code (Completed)]

[Mission Reward: 20 basic courage points]

[Note: Courage points can be used to draw cards (normal), each time it costs 5 points]

She complained: "In the past, if you solved the case before the police came, you would get special contribution points. "

[System: The host's proficiency in solving cases has increased, and ordinary cases will no longer reward contribution points]

Ordinary cases... As expected, even the system's evaluation is ordinary.

Jian Jing shook her head and left silently.

Outside, the police waiting to receive the criminals had arrived.

Although there was a small episode, today's dinner was still over before midnight.

Jiang Baiyan called her assistant to drive the two home. Logically, Jian Jing should be sent first, but since it was her car, she said she would send her own artist first.

Jian Jing had no objection.

Halfway through, Jiang Baiyan showed Jian Jing a newly published public account article: "Shocking! Popular little flower secretly met with rich second-generation boyfriend and was trapped in the death of her ex-boyfriend."

Jian Jing was stunned: "So fast? "

He made a face and didn't say that the paparazzi who were waiting there were arranged by his own agent. Originally, he just wanted to expose Coco's love affair and stab Hou Rui at the same time, but he didn't expect to run into a murder case by chance.

The police car has arrived, it is impossible not to report it.

The paparazzi acted quickly, snapping a few photos and uploading the written manuscript. It is expected that it will be ranked first in the hot search within a few hours.

Who made Coco not give face to Teacher Jingjing? It's what she deserves!

It's a headache for Jiang Yu, but he is also happy.

Hou Rui is gone, although he is a bit (humanitarian) sad, but the resources belong to him, which makes him even happier.

Today's luck is good, otherwise...

The car is getting closer to the community, and Jiang Baiyan suddenly speaks up and asks: "Do you want to go see Pudding? Teacher Jingjing hasn't seen Pudding for a long time. "

Now?" Jian Jing glanced at her watch. It was eleven ten.

Jiang Baiyan nodded vigorously: "Just a moment, let Xiao Li take the teacher back later."

Jian Jing pondered for a moment and actually agreed: "Okay."

The security in this community is strict. Cars enter the parking lot based on their license plate numbers and go directly to the room card floor. They cannot park on other floors to ensure the privacy of the residents as much as possible.

"Don't worry, Teacher Jingjing. So far, this community has not been secretly photographed." Jiang Baiyan said, entering multiple passwords, opening the door and inviting her in, "Please come in. "

Jian Jing put on slippers and walked into his house.

The first impression was that it was clean and bright.

The lighting was soft, the furniture was bright and generous, and the space was spacious and comfortable. The most surprising thing was the layer upon layer of green plants on the balcony, covering the entire balcony, creating a corner of the forest in the city.

"Teacher Jingjing, please sit anywhere." He took out fresh fruit from the refrigerator, sliced ​​it and threw it into the teapot, added roselle and chamomile, brewed it with hot water, then added two spoons of honey, heated it on a small stove, and brewed a cup of flower and fruit tea, "Please try it."

Jian Jing hugged Pudding, who came over to rub his legs, and smiled, "You are so talented. "

She praised him sincerely, but he was not happy. Instead, he said frustratedly: "You must not have seen my other variety shows. Not only can I make tea, I can also cook and make snacks, and I can also paint a little watercolor. Ah, I just learned wood carving recently. I'll show it to you."

He was in high spirits and full of energy. As he spoke, he rushed into the study and brought out a plate of wood carvings. There were about seven or eight of them, no more than half the size of a palm, and they were all cats.

To be fair, the level of carving was not superb. However, although the lines of the kittens were clumsy, the charm was just right, revealing a simple and lovely beauty.

This was unexpected. Jian Jing couldn't help but pick one up and examine it carefully: "Is it so difficult to be an artist now? "

Privately, he no longer maintained his smooth appearance and complained, "You'll know if you look at Hou Rui."

She smiled, "So, it's your interest?"

He shook his head.

"Did you learn it from filming?" She continued to guess.

"No." He sat on the ground, looking up at her eyes, some hidden emotion passing through his brows, "I just... want people to like me."

Jian Jing was stunned for a moment.