Franky looked at Bai Mu in panic.
"But, but, where is the evidence? I have an alibi."
Bai Mu shook his head and gently shook the medicine bottle. "Generally, a medicine bottle of this size weighs 14 grams and can hold 36 tablets. According to the normal compression process, if the materials are the same, the weight of this bottle of medicine minus 14 grams is the weight of two equal tablets."
"And the combined weight of these two tablets is 1.3 grams."
"In other words, the total weight of the drug, divided by 1.3, must be an integer."
After saying this, he weighed it gently and said, "But unfortunately, the weight of the medicine bottle is now 41.5 grams."
Franky's pupils shrank slightly. "How, how is this possible? Officer, stop joking."
Is it still human to be able to weigh with hands to two decimal places?
Bai Mu ignored Franky's words and continued, "According to this division, the final answer is 21.153."
After saying that, he took out all the pills from the bottle, placed them on the table, and counted them.
There are 21 pairs of pills in total.
The obvious answer is that there are more pills than the number that appeared, which means that a few pills were replaced and replaced with a stronger dose of concentrated caffeine.
He smiled slightly, "So, you replaced his pills?"
Franky was sweating profusely at this point. "Even if I replaced his pills, how can I guarantee that he will be able to take them today?"
He argued cunningly.
But Bai Mu shook his head. "It's very simple. Just mix the pills together and shake them gently. According to the density formula, the pills will most likely appear at the bottom."
Franky spread his hands, as if he had found a loophole in Bai Mu's words.
"Officer, you, you said it too, it's just a probability. How can I possibly know when he will take this medicine?"
"I, I think this is probably just an accident by the pharmaceutical manufacturer. They mixed two different pills together by mistake. It definitely has nothing to do with me."
Bai Mu looked at him and narrowed his eyes.
He took out the chat records on the victim's phone and said:
"Precisely because of probability, you've been repeatedly asking the deceased to perform high-intensity cardiac exercises over the past two days."
"Yesterday morning, you made an appointment with the deceased to play basketball."
"At noon, you went to the internet cafe together and stayed online until four in the morning."
After saying that, he scrolled down the chat history again, "This morning, you deliberately called the deceased at six o'clock to prevent him from sleeping."
"It prevents its heart from getting any rest."
"You then deliberately arrived late, giving the deceased the opportunity to take a second round of medication."
Bai Mu smiled slightly as he said, "You even made plans to go hiking tomorrow and bungee jumping the day after tomorrow."
"Even if the deceased doesn't die today, he won't be able to escape tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow."
"Am I right?"
Franky was shocked by this inference. He thought he had done it perfectly.
Who would notice the caffeine residue between the teeth of a dead person?
Who would notice that the deceased's medicine bottle weighed a few grams?
Who would care about someone who is just having normal entertainment activities with the dead?
His throat rolled and he felt that Bai Mu was so terrifying at this moment. It seemed that his eyes could see through everything.
He tried to come up with an excuse to refute, but suddenly said, "But, but, even if someone else switched the drugs, wouldn't it be normal for me to ask the deceased out to play? Officer, since you have the chat records, you should be able to see that my brothers and I have always been in close contact."
"These are all normal activities of ours. Maybe this is just a coincidence?"
Bai Mu nodded, "Indeed, according to what you said, there is indeed the possibility of coincidence."
Franky sat in the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.
But Bai Mu's next words made his hair stand on end.
"but!"
"This high-end VIP card of the club in the deceased's wallet, is it yours?"
Bai Mu said this while looking at Franky and smiling, but to Franky, that smile looked as terrifying as a devil.
He pressed the intercom and said, "Senior, please report on the progress of the investigation."
Soon, a voice came from the other end of the intercom.
"We've found out. Frankie is a guaranteed admission to the School of Engineering next month. He's an excellent student in both academics and behavior. But we checked the surveillance footage and found that he frequently visits a club."
"We've also checked that card. The creator is Franky, and there's still a 20 million balance on the card that hasn't been spent."
"At the same time, we also found the deceased's information in the club's database. He was also a high-ranking VIP of the club."
Bai Mu shrugged, "What else do you have to say now?"
"The motive is that they got your club card. If this gets out, you won't be able to continue your studies."
"So you planned to kill him and let the matter of this card sink to the bottom forever. Am I right?"
After Bai Mu finished speaking, Anna unconsciously moved a little further away from Franky.
Frankie's face was filled with fear, and his eyes unconsciously looked towards his chest pocket. He still wanted to struggle, "But, but, but where can I get 20 million from my family? Officer, you must have made a mistake, right?"
"Besides, he's my brother. We've always gotten along great. How could there be any conflict between us?"
Bai Mu narrowed his eyes and said, "What you're hiding in your chest should be the deceased's VIP card, right?"
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