When Lu Renjia listened to Zhou Yan's words, he first reflected for a few seconds. When he thought about what the words meant, his heart trembled.

"You mean, what I touched at that time was Miss Zhenmei's head cut off?"

Zhou Yan nodded and said, that's it.

"But I heard Miss Zhenmei's voice at that time. She even talked to me. I told me not to be nervous, and I also touched Miss Zhenmei's hand!"

"Wait." Zhou Yan suddenly interrupted Lu Renjia's words: "You have to say it clearly. Did you touch Miss Zhenmei's hand, or did Miss Zhenmei touch your hand?"

Zhou Yan asked very details because a brother in the book asked such a question just now.

[Song Xinzi: If Zhenmei had died long ago, the murderer was the one who talked to Lu Renjia. The murderer had also held Lu Renjia's hand. You can confirm with Lu Renjia whether the hands that had held him in the dark belong to a man or a woman. At least you can first lock in the gender of the murderer.]

When Lu Renjia heard this, he said, "Ahhhh, it was my inaccurate statement. In the darkness, Miss Zhenmei took the initiative to reach out and she held my hand."

"Oh? Then can you be sure that those hands are from Miss Zhenmei?"

Lu Renjia frowned and shook his head: "I really can't confirm this, because the other party was holding my wrist. And you also know that I have always been wearing a very wide robe. When the man held me, it was through the robe, so my touch was not very sensitive."

"Well, this is more in line with my inference.

First of all, you can't confirm that those hands are from Miss Zhenmei.

And the sound is even more unfair. Now car navigation can simulate human voices at will. With such a large magic group, it shouldn't be too difficult to use a computer to simulate Miss Zhenmei's voice."

Brother Lu Renjia calmed down: "So, when I walked onto the bonfire platform, there was already a fake Miss Zhenmei waiting for me below?"

"Yes." Zhou Yan said: "That's it. In order to let you understand my inferences faster, I will directly talk about the operation method.

I just went to see the bonfire platform. It was empty below, at least two meters above the ground, and it was more than enough to accommodate a wooden box that was exactly the same as on the stage.

So, when you walked up to the bonfire platform, there was a wooden box that had been arranged below. There was a man in the wooden box, who was also wearing the magician robe like Miss Zhenmei, but his body was hidden in the robe, and the one that was leaking outside the robe was Miss Zhenmei's head!"

Hearing this, Brother Lu Renjia felt creepy.

"Soon, you bang and fell from the secret door beside the bonfire into the wooden box below the stage, and it was pitch black around you.

And the [Fake Miss Zhenmei] who had been waiting for a long time reached out, took the initiative to hold your hand, and used a voice changer to talk to you, and lured you to touch the head of the real "Miss Zhenmei" above the cloak.

You said, is there such a possibility?"

Brother Lu Renjia swallowed. He had just passed by [The Blood Fountain directly sniffed his face], and was now told that in the dark, he was staying with a hanging head, and touching and touching it with his own hands. His fragile little heart was disgusting and he couldn't vomit it out.

"No, wuwuwu, why did I experience this kind of thing?"

"So, is this kind of inference possible?" Zhou Yan asked.

Brother Lu Renjia patted his chest and nodded reluctantly: "It should be possible."

After hearing this, Zhou Yan fell into deep thought again.

In this way, it can be explained clearly why Brother Lu Renjia fell directly into the wooden box from the bonfire.

Because this is a trick. In fact, he did not fall into the wooden box on the stage, but fell into a fake wooden box.

There is also a fake Miss Zhenmei in this wooden box.

But this problem was solved, and the next problem followed one after another.

Since the box that Lu Renjia fell into was under the bonfire platform, how did he appear on the stage after those few seconds?

This 30-meter distance cannot be achieved within a few seconds in full view of the public.

Moreover, if you throw this 30 meters away, you can't explain it clearly.

Because in the darkness, Brother Lu Renjia touched his head. If the head was cut down in advance, when was it cut down and how did it be delivered to the box under the bonfire platform?

Moreover, Lu Renjia said in person, and a pair of hands held him.

So, at that time there must be a living person in the darkness before him.

But two seconds later, the wooden door opened.

But this living person disappeared.

Miss Zhenmei's head also disappeared.

Instead, a headless corpse appeared in front of him.

It also spurted blood

This is a bit unexplainable.

Speaking of this, Zhou Yan had no way to continue to reason, so he had to take out the notes and read them again.

【SWXM: Well...If the potion is mixed with alcohol, how can the audience who drives back?】

"Brother, your focus is a bit biased."

[I am good at raising Haoran's righteousness: If you touch the head, shouldn't it smell bloody? Ask me if this brother smells any.]

Zhou Yan thought about it and was right, so he quickly looked up and asked Brother Lu: "Then, may I ask, do you feel different when you touch the 'Miss Zhenmei'? The head of a dead person should have a different feeling from that of a living person.

Also, did you ask something strange when you smelled something?

For example, blood, brain, etc.”

"Vomit" Zhou Yan's words made Lu Renjia feel nauseous again, and he calmed down: "Actually, I just recalled it again. I think the face of Miss Zhenmei I touched was a living face.

There was also temperature, and I could even touch the trembling of her facial muscles.

I think Miss Zhenmei should not have died at that time.

Oh, I didn't smell any blood either.

So now I'm a little confused about your inference, right?"

"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded, thinking, 'Is Miss Zhenmei not dead at that time? This is impossible, is she really good at magic?'

While thinking, Zhou Yan continued to read.

【いEnjoy□典: The blood started spraying after about 1s.】

When Zhou Yan saw this message, he was slightly stunned.

He began to recall the scene carefully.

"Yes! That blood didn't seem to be spewing out immediately."

He asked again quickly: "Brother Lu, when did you see Miss Zhenmei's neck start to spray blood out?"

Lu Renjia took a deep breath. Although he was reluctant, he still began to recall this clip that he least wanted to recall.

After a few seconds

“It’s just strange.

When my wooden door slowly opened, a little light came in from outside.

I saw the cross-section of an empty neck through the slight light, and at that time, blood had not yet spewed out.

But at that time the door of the wooden box was open and the angle was getting bigger and bigger.

A large number of lights on the stage came in.

When I saw the light shining on my neck, blood began to gush.

It's like

The light reminded the body and said, 'Hey, you should have squirted blood'."
Chapter completed!