inside the car.

Several suspicious eyes mixed with scrutiny focused on Liu Rongrui, which made him tremble.

Liu Rongrui's face turned pale and red, and he forced a smile and said: "Wait a minute, why did you suddenly come to me?"

Jiang Fang put down the completely malfunctioning driving recorder in his hand: "Because you are very conflicted."

"Where am I contradictory?!"

Jiang Fang immediately asked: "Don't you want to live?"

Liu Rongrui was forced to speak faster by the sudden increase in his speaking pace: "Nonsense!"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"You fucking-"

"Don't you care who the ghost is?"

"I care!"

"Do you already know who among us the ghost is?"

"Nonsense, I don't know! What do you mean by this-"

"You don't care what's recorded in the recorder?"

"I care! But as you said, the recorder didn't record anything!"

While Liu Rongrui was tense and waiting for Jiang Fang's next question, the carriage fell into an unexpected silence.

Jiang Fang did not ask any more questions.

He laughed and extended his hand in the direction of Liu Rongrui like a gentleman: "That's why I said that Mr. Liu is really conflicted."

It took Liu Rongrui some time to understand what Jiang Fang wanted to express.

After he understood it, he broke out in cold sweat.

I was induced by him!

He firmly controlled his emotional fluctuations and compressed his thinking time to the shortest possible time.

Of course, there are no loopholes in the content of my expression.

As a "person", he should be afraid of death, should care about who the ghost is, and should get involved as soon as he grabs some reliable clues.

——But the paradox is that he, who should be so nervous, is still sitting in the same position in the car without moving until now.

As for everyone else, they all left their seats just now and wanted to take a look at the driving recorder.

Thousands of thorns pierced his thighs, making Liu Rongrui restless.

He stood up bravely and retorted: "Who knows whether this driving recorder is good or bad? I just don't want to be happy in vain. Besides, everyone has different personalities, and I don't like to push forward. What's wrong?

"

"...Ah." Jiang Fang seemed to be convinced by him, "Is that so?"

Liu Rongrui immediately seized on this point and counterattacked, "Why should I use your standards to measure everyone? If I don't follow your standards, is it suspicious?"

"But..." Jiang Fang's attitude was visibly shaken, "When everyone else was looking at the recorder just now, your expression was obviously very nervous."

"It all depends on what you say?"

Liu Rongrui was extremely disdainful.

"Who else saw it besides you?"

"Do you have evidence?"

He has absolute confidence.

Regardless of whether Jiang Fang actually looked at him at that time, everyone's attention should have been attracted by the recorder.

It was impossible for anyone else to notice him.

Want to show off the micro-expression knowledge you learned from American TV series?

As long as there is no conclusive evidence, then——

Jiang Fang half lowered his head, looking like he was at his wits' end.

But Liu Rongrui only had time to rejoice for half a second.

Because soon, Jiang Fang lifted up his scorpion braid and put it on his shoulder.

... Only then did everyone discover that he had used a choker to secure a mobile phone behind his neck.

Most of the phone was hidden under his white thin sweater, and the other half was covered by his hair, leaving only a dark camera faintly exposed.

Jiang Fang lowered his head, held the phone with one hand, and opened the silver buckle on the side of his neck with the other hand.

When the choker was released, Nan Zhou, who was standing next to him, noticed that there seemed to be a strange pattern on the skin under his choker.

But before he could see it clearly, Jiang Fang nimbly used his ring finger to tighten the slightly loose buckle again.

That's Li Yinhang's mobile phone.

It was Jiang Fang who borrowed it from her.

Although there is no signal, basic functions can still be used.

He paused the ongoing recording, saved it, and then turned the screen towards Liu Rongrui.

In the video.

Jiang Fang deliberately stood up from his seat and walked all the way to the front of the carriage.

He chose a relatively front position.

The lens is slightly shaken.

But the wide-angle lens is enough to capture the changes in expressions of everyone behind him.

Jiang Fang faced the front of the car, with his back to everyone, raised his hand and pointed diagonally upward, and said gently: "That thing seems to be a driving recorder.

At this moment, the expressions recorded by the camera ranged from shock to excitement to sudden realization.

...Of all the people, only Liu Rongrui showed a ferocious expression when Jiang Fang said, "The driving recorder is not interfered by the signal jammer."

After Jiang Fang handed the phone to Li Yinhang, who was lying on the side listening to the play silently, he took a step towards Liu Rongrui, who looked pale.

"I have a few more questions, Mr. Liu, you can answer them or not."

"You said you came up here with two volunteers, one old and one young."

"This is the information Ms. Li Yinhang gave during her self-certification."

"Now, please tell me, what are the genders of those two volunteers?"

"Also, you said you were hungry for a long time and got into this car just for food."

"Then, why did you only play with your phone after getting in the car and didn't ask other people if they had brought anything to eat?"

Liu Rongrui tried his best, but he could only squeeze his vocal cords and issued a defense as thin as a gnat: "I... don't want to disturb others. All I do is play with my mobile phone and distract..."

"Then, open it."

Jiang Fang took another step towards him and dealt a fatal blow to his psychological defense slowly: "Unlock the password of the mobile phone in your hand."

Under the leadership of Jiang Fang, everyone has slowly come closer to the truth.

Although they generally couldn't follow Shang Jiangfang's ideas, they all held their breath and waited for analysis.

Liu Rongrui's heart was close to his throat and beating wildly.

He seemed to be being strangled by the neck. He trembled and spoke: "...what do you...mean?"

"Sorry, I should have asked more bluntly."

Jiang Fang said: "I mean, this mobile phone is actually not yours at all, right."

Before anyone could react, Nan Zhou suddenly realized: "Ah——"

His face and voice were both cold and dignified.

Therefore, when he sighed in monosyllables in a long voice, there was a different kind of...contrast and cuteness.

Jiang Fang's tone seemed to be subtly happy because of this exclamation.

"When searching for items, you and Mr. Zhao were the last ones to search each other."

"You didn't bring anything with you except your cell phone."

"Of course, there are also people who only bring their mobile phones. This in itself does not prove anything."

"But you said you came out to find food."

"Since you have no way of predicting that you will be picked up by a rescue vehicle, why don't you bring a large-capacity backpack to carry food when you go out?"

"Later, I thought that you initially offered to help Mr. Zhao search the car."

"Besides, you don't seem to have any objection to searching the car from the back to the front."

While he was talking, the huge colorful mushroom on the back seat of the carriage began to sway in the wind as if to highlight his presence.

It no longer has any human features. It is both beautiful and terrifying.

It is hard for normal people to imagine that anyone would actively choose to get close to it.

"Based on the above, I guess..." Jiang Fang said, "You actually didn't bring anything with you, but in order not to make yourself too conspicuous and not spend too much time lying, you need one or two items to blend in with everyone."

"So, during the search, you secretly took the cell phone of the dead gentleman in the back seat."

Jiang Fang took another step forward.

"Of course, it couldn't be easier for Mr. Liu to clear this suspicion."

"Unlock the phone in your hand and let everyone take a look."

Amidst the chatter around him, Liu Rongrui tightened his grip on the phone that he used as a prop and always had a black screen, and thought in a daze: He has suspected me a long time ago.

Fortunately, he still felt that he hid it well.

thanks to--

Countless thoughts turned into a pot of boiling lava in his mind.

Liu Rongrui screamed in panic, suddenly raised his foot and kicked Jiang Fang in the chest!

Jiang Fang's beautiful eyebrows moved slightly, and she dodged backwards with her right foot in a standard fighting dodge style.

However, the moment he completely dodged, he had a different thought.

His left foot that could originally keep up with him kicked the ground in panic, and his whole body quickly lost balance and fell straight back.

Nan Zhou, who was standing quietly behind him, watched helplessly as a man almost 1.9 meters tall pressed towards him.

Nan Zhou was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously took a small step to the side: "..."

If you fall in such a narrow place, you may be injured.

After a brief hesitation, Nanzhou grabbed the man's waist in time before he fell to the ground.

The muscles on the waist that pressed against the palm of his hand were thin and tight.

Nan Zhou was convinced that his knuckles had touched his waist.

He poured out the real deal without any reservations.

When the others reacted and forced Liu Rongrui to the back of the carriage, Nan Zhou held Jiang Fang's waist and helped him up with a little effort.
Chapter completed!