After lying to Liu Xinke, Jian Yan quickly walked out of his room while playing with the keys in his hand.
The amount of information contained in this conversation was very large. Not to mention how much he had deceived Liu Xinke, the mere fact that Chen Zibai came to see Liu Xinke was questionable.
Standing in the corridor, all the conversations between the two of them were listed in Jian Yan's eyes like a list with clear items. Every sentence, every word, everything was detailed, and he could check it one by one.
Three seconds passed and he had locked onto the target.
"Found it..." Jian Yi walked down the stairs quickly, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, "Heritage."
Liu Xinke, or the key word that Chen Zibai mentioned to Liu Xinke, is "heritage".
Although there was no way to question Chen Zibai directly at the moment, he had already guessed the story about this villa to close to ten, which allowed him to completely compile the story about Liu Xinke's life experience.
Although he didn't even dig up his past, he still had no problem justifying it.
However, he still knew very well the weight of the word inheritance:
If Chen Zibai's so-called inheritance is true, then the purpose of the village owner's invitation is also exposed: it is to compete for the inheritance.
Judging from the current situation, the other party wanted to get the inheritance, but was unable to meet certain conditions, and this condition required the eight of them to achieve, so this absurd gathering took place.
And Jian Yi's appearance was the biggest change in this party. Perhaps even the owner of the village had never thought that he would poison Li Lin to death for no reason.
However, the owner of the village did not stop there, but continued to tell them to continue the investigation by playing the recording.
This approach is obviously contrary to his purpose.
Then there is another possibility... there is no so-called ninth person at all.
After adjusting his expression briefly, he walked down the stairs with a natural look. Several people in the restaurant had already come to the living room. They were obviously full of wine and food, and were discussing the topic of the old photo.
They had no idea that not only did they not lose their memory in the story they simply told Liu Xinke, but they had even turned into evildoers who committed murder and arson.
He glanced briefly at Qian Duoduo, who was still lying on the sofa. Yes, he was still awake.
The promised ten minutes???
After meeting Liu Xinke, Jian Yi basically had 100% distrust of Chen Zibai. On the surface, she was very upright and considerate of others, but secretly she had been relying on information gaps to win over Liu Xinke... The purpose of her doing this was nothing more than to build a "legacy"
"Making a fuss about it.
It can be said that except for Chen Zibai, almost no one has a specific understanding of "heritage". They probably don't know what "legacy" is, or even know that there is such a thing as "legacy".
Years of experience watching TV dramas and reading novels told him that people with different appearances are often the most difficult opponents. For example, Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect, and Hou Zhuwu, the iron-hearted god, are all good people who turn into the biggest villains.
Typical cases.
Chen Zibai is naturally no exception.
Jian Yi walked slowly into the living room and asked with a smile: "Everyone, have you come to a conclusion?"
Chen Zibai saw him coming over, frowned and shook his head: "None of us remember this, but the security guard did have a suggestion just now..."
She pointed at the security guard sitting beside her, and then said nothing.
Minimize your speech to reduce your presence in the hearts of everyone... Are you Akarin?
Jian Yan narrowed his eyes. This person was really not simple. He clearly dominated the direction and rhythm of the investigation of several people, but on the surface he did not look like the core figure among the eight people.
On the contrary, it was Zhang Linchuan who clearly had no right to speak or actual actions, but he left the worst impression in everyone's mind.
This level of speaking skills really makes a difference... Jian Yi nodded and withdrew his gaze from Chen Zibai.
On the other side, the security guard cleared his throat and continued what Chen Zibai said: "That's what I thought. Since there are no investigation results, how about we go directly to the third floor?"
Third floor...
Breaking in when there is a "no entry" notice is another taboo act.
But now it seems that there is no better way.
"I'm not sure about this, so... Mr. Zhang, what's your opinion on this?"
Jian Jian did not directly say whether he agreed or not, but did a little Tai Chi and pushed this hot potato to Zhang Linchuan.
"Me?" Zhang Linchuan, who was reading detective novels to kill time, raised his head and glanced at a few people. He still insisted on his opinion:
"I said it was a waste of effort. It only creates opportunities for the murderer to kill! Besides," he sneered, "are you leaving and leaving Miss Qian here to die?"
That's not what you said to Liu Xinke...
Although she wanted to complain, Jian Jian still didn't say anything. She just spread her hands and stopped talking.
He wanted to see if Chen Zibai could still get the "inheritance" she said if they didn't push forward the investigation of the past, and whether she could still keep her composure.
Sure enough, the silence lasted for less than ten seconds before Chen Zibai spoke first. Her persistence in "heritage" was perfectly grasped by Jian Jian:
"I think we can't sit still and wait for death. If we stay like this until night without doing anything, the murderer will most likely commit another crime. What will we do then? Wait for death?"
"What's that?" Zhang Linchuan frowned and responded casually, "Watching in shifts at night, one hour per person..."
At this point, he suddenly fell silent, because he himself realized that something was wrong with this sentence - if it was the murderer's turn to keep vigil, wouldn't everyone just sit back and wait to be killed?
With a sneer, Chen Zibai looked at Zhang Linchuan coldly, and then looked away: "Didn't Mr. Zhang say it before? The minority obeys the majority. Since you think the living room is safe, I won't force you. You can just stay alone. But
I will still go to the third floor, and others can follow if they want to come."
Damn, you’re not pretending at all, right?
Jian Yi subconsciously touched her nose. Chen Zibai's words could almost confirm the fact that she knew very well that there was actually no danger on the third floor.
You don't seem like someone who would say something like this... The contrast with the previous cautiousness is too strong.
Zhang Linchuan, on the other hand, actually became less radical after his death...
"I'll go too." Jian Yi raised his right hand and asked immediately: "But Doctor Chen, you have to tell us what is on top first, right?"
"I don't know either," Chen Zibai shook his head, "But at least if you stay here, things will not progress."
