Nothing can bring dirt on each other better than tearing each other apart.

At first, everyone was identified as a suspect, and they kept calm and didn't want to tear each other apart, but once the biting started, it was hard to stop, and it broke through the bottom line step by step.

Jian Jing felt uncomfortable and even a little regretful for doing so, but the helpless thing was that this method worked immediately.

Zhao Xuan liked Cheng Jiayou, otherwise, how could she tell such a secret?

"Meixian and I just had a little argument." Cheng Jiayou argued, "She has a quick temper and sometimes gets angry over the smallest things, but I never take it to heart."

Zhao Xuan said that she had already said it, and she didn't care to say one more word: "I heard you say 'break up'."

Cheng Jiayou explained: "She is always like this, she says break up when she quarrels, she has mentioned it seven or eight times, and it's all out of spite."

At this time, the invisible Ji Feng finally asked: "How is your relationship?"

"It's OK." Cheng Jiayou replied, "Our families have known each other for more than ten years, and both parents are very familiar with each other. If the relationship goes smoothly, we may get engaged after graduation."

Ji Feng asked, "Is she a likable girl?"

Cheng Jiayou hesitated and said, "Fortunately, she is just a little naive." He and Jin Meixian have known each other since childhood, and he doesn't think her temper is difficult to accept. Moreover, she takes him very seriously and asks him about everything. Overall, he is quite satisfied.

"Can that be called naive? She is very annoying." Jian Jing spoke at the right time, aiming at roommate Wang, "It's not a pleasant thing to live in a dormitory with such a person? I heard that you often quarrel in the dormitory."

I didn't hear it, but I could guess it with my toes.

"She acts like a rich lady all day long. Who has the patience to serve her as a slave?" Wang's roommate sneered.

Although the speaker was unintentional, the listener took it seriously. Wang's roommate mocked Jin Meixian's arrogance, but accidentally affected others. Zhang's girlfriend seemed to have been stepped on. She jumped up and scolded her: "Who do you say is a slave?"

Wang's roommate glanced at her and said disdainfully: "Whoever admits it is the one."

"You are just jealous that I can be Meixian's friend." Zhang's girlfriend retorted sarcastically.

Wang's roommate snorted, with an expression that he was too lazy to argue with her.

This won't do. Jian Jing had to speak again: "Are you talking about friends who give you things that they don't want?" You can

tell what kind of "friends" Zhang and Jin Meixian are at a glance.

Her coat is Chanel, an old model, with residual stains on the collar and collar. Although it has been carefully cleaned, the fabric of luxury goods is expensive, and the color will inevitably leave traces when it fades.

The size is not suitable. Jin Meixian is petite and wears a small size. Zhang is taller, and it is not that she cannot wear the small size, but she looks cramped and stretched when moving.

This is not her clothes. The

same goes for the bag. Zhang is carrying a classic Chanel diamond pattern bag, and there are many scratches on the hardware and sheepskin surface. But she used it very carefully. When she put the bag down just now, she didn't forget to put a few tissues underneath. The

careful care and the rough scratches are obviously in conflict. The only explanation is that there are two users.

Jin Meixian does not treat luxury goods as luxury goods. She uses them casually, leaving many careless marks. After it fell into Zhang's hands, she used it carefully to minimize the damage.

Looking at the clothes and shoes inside, they are not luxury brands, but more close-fitting, which is obviously Zhang's real economic level.

The relationship between these two "friends" is not equal.

Rather than calling them best friends, it is more appropriate to call them followers.

Zhang's best friend's face turned red, and she wanted to retort loudly, but it was strange that she dared to argue with Wang's roommate, but was inexplicably afraid of Jian Jing. When the words came to her lips, it was like a fishbone stuck in her throat and she couldn't spit them out.

Jian Jing couldn't bear to embarrass her any more, so she softened her tone: "Are you guys on good terms?"

"She has a bad temper." Zhang's best friend stammered, "Sometimes she speaks without restraint, which is not very pleasant to hear. But she's nice to me."

Without the last part, she added an excuse, which angered Wang's roommate. She retorted: "Not bad? I slapped you a few times, and you still think it's good?"

Before Zhang's best friend could explain, Wang's roommate couldn't hold it in anymore and blurted out: "I didn't want to say it originally, but the person is dead, so I should do some good deeds. But I admire you for turning black into white. Let me tell you, Jin Meixian deserved to die."

Ji Feng set a trap: "Just because someone has a bad temper, it doesn't mean he deserves to die, right?"

Wang's roommate opened his mouth to say something, but the moment he spoke, he suddenly hesitated.

Ji Feng winked at Jian Jing and said, "Do it again."

She: "You do it yourself. You've got a useless face. " Ji Feng couldn't flirt with her for a long time, lest these cunning kids see through his tricks. He had to do it himself and said earnestly, "Is there something hidden?" The charm of a handsome guy is endless. Wang's roommate's doubts disappeared without a trace: "Jin Meixian killed Yu Qiu." "How is that possible?" Cheng Jiayou didn't believe it. He knew Jin Meixian, a rich lady with a bad temper who often offended people, but it wasn't an extreme film, so how could she kill someone? Wang's roommate said: "Yu Qiu used to live in our dormitory. Her family conditions were average, but she was very beautiful. Jin Meixian always disliked her and always said something bad about her. Once, she came back with a very expensive bag and said it was given by her boyfriend. As a result, Jin Meixian said that she knew all the rich second-generations in the school, and she didn't hear that any of them were pursuing her. Maybe she was kept by someone." Rumors are terrible and can kill people. Jin Meixian may not want to take someone's life, but Yu Qiu's fate was still changed because of a roommate's words. At that time, Yu Qiu had been recommended by the school to go abroad as an exchange student, but someone was so angry that he secretly reported her. The school weighed it again and again, and under the pressure of rumors, cancelled her quota. Yu Qiu committed suicide. Ji Feng went to the school to verify the matter. The school replied: "The cancellation of Yu Qiu's place has nothing to do with rumors. Another student's test score was higher. We combined their usual grades and finally chose that student." However, ordinary students did not believe such an official response. At least Wang's roommate and other classmates thought so. "Since this incident, we in the dormitory all hate Jin Meixian." Wang's roommate said the source of her hostility, "One life for another, she deserves it." The air suddenly stagnated. Ji Feng said: "Classmate, murder is a crime. There is no such thing as one life for another. Only the law can sentence a person's crime."

Wang's roommate neither refuted nor accepted it.

He said no more and seized another key clue: "Who is her boyfriend?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard her mention it." Wang's roommate shook his head.

Ji Feng looked at the others: "What about you?"

The others also looked ignorant.

Ji Feng pondered for a moment and called a female police officer: "You take the four of them back to the dormitory and check the personal belongings of the deceased." and their personal belongings.

The female police officer understood: "Okay."

Ji Feng turned his head and looked at the three boys: "You take me to the boys' dormitory to have a look."

He divided the team according to gender, deliberately ignoring the fact that Jian Jing did not live there. And all of this was, of course, to provide her with convenience to look for clues in the dormitory of Jin Meixian and others.

At this time, it was about seven o'clock in the evening, and there were not many people in the dormitory. The female police officer was traveling in plain clothes, avoiding most of the sight, and came to the dormitory of Jin Meixian and Wang's roommate.

After closing the door, she asked Wang's roommate, "Where are the others?"

"After Yu Qiu died, there has always been one person missing from our dormitory," Wang's roommate explained, "There is another one who lives outside with her boyfriend and did not come back yesterday."

The policewoman nodded, "Which one is Jin Meixian's seat?"

Wang's roommate pointed to the desk full of cosmetics.

The policewoman put on gloves and began to search.

Taking this opportunity, Jian Jing took in the dormitory's situation: the layout of the dormitory was a bed on top and a desk below, placed in pairs of two. The table by the door was empty, which should be Yu Qiu's seat. The seat next to it was filled with some girls' daily necessities, with a light layer of dust on the surface, which should belong to the roommate who did not come back.

Looking at Wang's roommate's seat, her bed was by the window, and acrylic boxes were filled with cheap skin care products. The bookshelf was full of books, and there was a tomato clock on the table.

She is a very serious girl who studies.

Jian Jing looked at her desk carefully, and then at Jin Meixian's.

The desk of the rich lady is comparable to a cosmetics display cabinet. There are three bottles of luxury foundation, a box of blush, a box of eye shadow, two drawers filled with lipstick, and brushes are full. The same is true for skin care products, all of which are luxury products worth thousands of yuan.

Jian Jing squeezed over and put on gloves consciously: "Excuse me, let me see."

The female police officer should have received Ji Feng's hint and did not stop her work.

Jian Jing picked up the powder box, opened it and smelled it one by one.

As everyone knows, potassium cyanide has a bitter almond smell.

But in these powder boxes, there are only various scents of perfume.

She carefully identified and sent a message to Ji Feng: [I think it is unlikely that Wang poisoned, but she hid her motive.]

Ji Feng did not expect her to be so fast: [Speaking]

Jian Jing took a photo of the cosmetics and went over: [There are seven or eight boxes of Jin Meixian's loose powder and face powder in total. She has no way of knowing which one she took this morning. I just checked it, and there is no smell of potassium cyanide. You can ask someone to test it carefully.]

Ji Feng also enlarged the photo and studied it carefully: These things look different, are they all the same? Why buy so many of the same thing? ?

Jian Jing: [Wang and Jin are not on good terms. This kind of cosmetics are usually put in bags. Girls don't put them randomly in their bags.]

Ji Feng understood: [What's the motive? ]

Jian Jing: [She seems to have applied for the same major as Jin Meixian]

Jin Meixian took the exam this morning, and she saw her test paper, which was from the Department of Finance, and the reference book that Wang's roommate put on the desk was also from the Department of Economics.

The two of them are very likely to have applied for the same major, in other words, there is competition.

It is still unknown whether Jin Meixian will do something to cause a conflict of interest between the two.

Monsoon: [I'll check it out]

After a moment, he replied: [You're right]

Jian Jing put the phone back and suddenly said, "You and Jin Meixian applied for the same major. Aren't you afraid that she will cheat?"

Wang's roommate was stunned: "How do you know..." As she asked, her eyes fell on her book. She paused and said disdainfully: "I don't believe she can cover the sky with one hand. Besides, if she dares to mess with me, I will report her."

Jian Jing thought for a while and asked Zhang's girlfriend: "As far as you know, did Jin Meixian want to cheat?"

"She will definitely get in anyway, and the rest... I don't know." Zhang's girlfriend was embarrassed and said, "But, sometimes it's just a word, there are only so many places for direct research."

Wang's roommate's face suddenly darkened.

After a long time, she smiled: "Fortunately she died."