Li Kangna asked, "What's your motive? What's your motive for killing people?"

"Based on the character of my fiancée, even if the vessel is Sanzi, she would not have the idea of ​​killing to protect him." Terauchi Kumiko was really puzzled.

Jian Jing laughed.

She thought it was very funny: "I told you the motive a long time ago."

Wu Lie suddenly realized: "Dan wants you to be a suspect?"

"Correct." Jian Jing readily admitted, "Before the dinner, 'I' sneaked into Dan's room and vaguely heard his conversation with a woman, but it was not real."

This is a sentence in the character script, with a stroke of the pen. If it is a careless guest, maybe he will only think of it with his wife or daughter.

But Jian Jing remembered it at the time.

"I decided to find a chance to go to Dan's room and take a look." Jian Jing said, "'I' am a habitual thief and have a special master key. Coincidentally, I also know a little bit. There, I found Dan's secret room. After seeing the altar, videotapes and other things, I knew that Dan wanted to reincarnate into someone else."

"If Dan hadn't called me, I would have no reason to kill him. To me, what difference does it make whether my fiancé is a son or a father? But he asked me to go there at 12:30, and I immediately understood that he wanted to get rid of me."

She smiled and slowly analyzed the motive of "murder", which was inexplicably refreshing.

"Dan didn't agree to the marriage in the first place, and now he wants to harm me. I naturally can't just sit there and wait for death. The best way is to turn the tables and kill him. After he dies, there will be no one who hinders my marriage, and maybe I can get some benefits."

Everyone understood and felt a little regretful.

Ishikawa Keito said, "Miss Jian, I suspected you."

Jian Jing was not polite to him, and gently added: "Then why don't you be more confident?"

Ishikawa Keito said, "What I mean is that your plan is not perfect."

"There may be lucky people in the world who escape the law, like me." Jian Jing suddenly became serious, "but there is no absolutely perfect crime."

Kojima Wataru didn't realize her targeting, and agreed: "Yes, it will leave traces if it is done. Miss Jian can succeed, not because there are no loopholes, but because you took advantage of the blind spot of the loophole."

Jian Jing's expression eased, and he asked softly: "What did you deduce?"

"Phone call." Kojima Wataru said, "You used a number and successfully cleared yourself of suspicion."

Jian Jing pretended to listen attentively.

Kojima Wataru said, "The call to the restaurant seemed like the murderer wanted to cover up something, and the homophony of 56 is very clever, which can focus on whether it was a frame-up. If the brother-in-law has a grudge against someone, it is hard to say, but its real function is to contrast your confession."

He said, "You took the initiative and were even the first to mention the call from Dan to you, and what you said was completely true. This creates a strong contrast with the murderer's behavior, which completely distinguishes you from the image of the murderer."

Jian Jing nodded: "Yes."

An inexplicable phone call will definitely attract everyone's attention. Everyone will think about who the last call was made to, when, and for what purpose. If it was a code, was it Dan's suicide note or the murderer's frame-up.

But in fact, the key lies not in the content, but in this action.

"But the headless body... is it just in case?" he asked, "Are you afraid that someone will find the body later, so you deliberately create confusion and make it impossible to determine the time of death?"

Jian Jing shook her head: "Everyone will find the secret of 0 o'clock sooner or later, and there is no point in misleading the time of death."

Kojima Shigeru: "Then it is to cover up the clues?"

She smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Xueer couldn't help asking: "How did Dan die?"

Jian Jing: "He was strangled to death with a handkerchief, the kind used in restaurants." She is of course careful and meticulous in doing things. How could she use something with special meaning as a weapon?

It must be an ordinary item that everyone can get.

"Where is the witch?" Valeria continued.

Jian Jing: "The reincarnation ceremony was held at 0 o'clock, but after the altar was prepared, whether it was successful or not, the witch had already sacrificed her life and was destined to die. I did not kill her."

Kojima Shima hesitated for a moment: "If that's the case, could it be that the headless corpse is also a deception?"

"You're right, the headless corpse itself has no meaning. This is a trick I prepared for myself."

She finally solved the mystery: "To play a detective, you have to look like a detective. Being too silent will arouse suspicion, and the direction of guidance will be easily detected. I must be realistic and investigate thoroughly. But if I say too much, I will expose myself, and if I say too little, it will not match my ability. So, I have to prepare a few questions for myself.

"The headless corpse is a classic plot in detective works. I am interested in it and have been thinking about the mystery. Who would doubt me?"

She said, complaining about herself: Alas, I can only blame myself for being too obsessed with recording the haunted house, which made people understand her ability and had to make an extra arrangement.

Fortunately, she always sticks to the facts, neither targeting anyone nor being completely defensive, and is more like a detective than others.

"Besides, this is also a winning magic weapon against Kojima-kun." She joked, "You are so smart. If there is no headless corpse to attract your attention, you might start to dig out my secrets."

"Uh," Kojima suddenly said awkwardly, "Jane-san thinks too highly of me. I didn't find your trap."

Jian Jing treated him very friendly: "Detectives always know what detectives are thinking. "

Kojima Wataru calmed down slightly, and then said, "You are indeed a detective." He raised his head and looked into her eyes, "You chose yourself."

"Maybe I just want to win." She laughed, "I won as a murderer, and I want to win as a detective."

"No." Kojima Wataru denied this statement, "A perfect crime will leave no trace in the end, but if you make yourself a suspect, you will leave an indelible stain. This is not what the criminal wants, but it is the justice that the detective strives for."

"Justice..." Jian Jing savored it, but said, "No, it's not justice. "

She raised her eyes, and a familiar hallucination flashed through her mind.

Under the gurgling water and the crabapple blossoms, the dark shadows wandering in the hot spring hotel enveloped the house. Thunder and lightning, heavy rain, the ubiquitous phantoms crawled on the floor, and drilled in through the cracks in the doors and windows, like terrifying ghost stories, slowly devouring the heart.

The darkness dragged people into hell, and the creatures who were killed wailed in despair.

The sky and the earth became dark.

The body sank uncontrollably, falling, struggling and resisting unwillingly, but the limbs had no strength, as if wandering like a ghost.

Will I be discovered?

Did I really kill someone?

Is this... right?

What does human life really mean?

At this moment, she seemed to be communicating with the dead.

"I believe that the ending of every criminal is already determined." Jian Jing said, "Some are judged by the law, some are judged by conscience, and some escape the punishment of the law, blinding the harshness of conscience, thinking they are great, but they don't know that sooner or later they will die in their own hands."

She has met many criminals, most of whom are the first, Xie Wei is the second, and Wang Shi is the third.

But they all came to the same end.

She said, "The reason I chose myself was not because of the detective's pursuit of justice. On the contrary, I did this completely as a criminal."

Kojima Wataru understood: "Is this your perfect crime?"

"Yes, the criminals caught by detectives are too despicable." Jian Jing smiled, getting over the heaviness just now, "No one can judge me, I will judge myself."

She walked to the front of the stage with her hands behind her back, and said to Jiang Baiyan who was pretending to be dead: "Come down, this position belongs to me."

Jiang Baiyan got into the role and said affectionately: "I'm already dead, you can't let my sacrifice go to waste, you should live a new life with cats and dogs, and children and grandchildren."

Jian Jing: "..."

"I'll give you three minutes to perform 'spit out the soul.'" She put her hands on her hips, "Then get off me."

The restraints had been untied long ago, and Jiang Baiyan said dejectedly, "No, no, I'll get out now." He slid away with his back bent.

Returning to his seat, he complained to Wu Lie, "It's too hard for me."

——Live

broadcast platform, bullet screen area:

[Cao Xiaobai suddenly made me happy]

[It was so heavy just now, I was dumb for a second]

[You're addicted to sitting on it, right?]

[Even the electric chair is addictive, I'll obey you without even leaning on the wall]

[Wife, wait a minute, that's an electric chair, not a throne!]

[Xiaobai is on the electric chair, crying, and my wife is on the electric chair, like she's ascending the throne]

[This is my throne!]

[The new emperor ascends the throne——]

[Mighty——]

[I can't stop laughing]

[Actually, they're still very harmonious? ? ]

——

Netizens were dancing wildly, but the scene was filmed in a dull manner.

Jian Jing chased Jiang Baiyan away and sat on the cold electric chair. Her observation ability was stronger, and the real object brought her more intense sensory stimulation.

For a moment, she seemed to really smell the breath of hell.

Cold, dark, fishy, ​​and terrifying.

She closed her eyes and carefully felt the fear at this moment.

After a while, Jian Jing smiled and stretched out her hand: "Give it to me."

Instructions came from the earphones, and two strong men in black (who might have been on comedy shows before) knelt on one knee in tacit understanding and presented the guns in their hands. Jian Jing

couldn't help laughing, took it and spun it around on her finger, performing a classic western cowboy move.

Then, she pulled the trigger.

Bang.

Red mist lingered, red flowers bloomed.

She raised her lips in the bright blood and smiled: "Game over."

——Live

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[Crown the princess——]

[World famous painting, Queen's coronation picture.JPG]

[Fake death penalty, real coronation]

[I swear to offer my loyalty to Your Majesty and never betray]

[I swear to be loyal to my master forever and expand the territory]

[I swear, the direction you point is where the sword points]

[So handsome, so handsome, so handsome!! ]

[Sure, so high, so high!!! ]

[Ah Wei is dead]

[Goddess!! (Breaking voice)]

[I've become a fan, I'm a die-hard fan of Teacher Jian]

[The little princess's knights have one more member]

[From today on, it's Her Majesty the Queen]

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