"Do you want to wait for him to go in first?" Chen Zibai basically understood the simple plan. He had a gun and was basically not afraid of firepower. Moreover, as a "latecomer", Zhang Linchuan never expected that in the middle of the night, he would
Suddenly a man with a gun jumped out from behind where he thought he was safe.
This person happens to be the one with the weakest sense of existence.
And Zhang Linchuan will soon be...
"It's illegal to kill someone." Chen Zibai's low voice seemed to be warning Jian Yan.
"Only crimes that are discovered are illegal," Jian Yan glanced at the phone indifferently, then threw it on the ground and crushed it cleanly with one foot.
He shook the gun in his hand: "But I believe you will keep it a secret, right?"
"No, that's right..."
"Very good," Jian Yi clapped her hands with satisfaction, then stood up: "It's almost time, it's time to catch the turtle in the urn..."
Listening to the sound of the snowstorm gradually subsided, he opened the door, and the cold wind came in from the window, blowing his coat.
The snow seems to have stopped.
"Then what do I need to do?" Chen Zibai was still confused about Jian Yan's purpose. If he followed Jian Yan's idea, then he would be a complete hindrance. Not only could he not be able to help him, but he might even hinder his actions.
Hearing this, Jian Yi smiled and said: "You seem to have forgotten what I just said. The crime that is discovered is illegal, so... I need a witness."
Looking at Chen Zibai's dazed expression, he added nonchalantly: "But I would feel more at ease with an accomplice than with a witness..."
"I can't help you kill people!" Chen Zibai's voice suddenly became louder, "This, this..."
"Hehe, it's just a joke," Jian Yan opened the door to the second floor, "I don't expect someone with your fighting ability to kill Zhang Linchuan with your bare hands. It's not very realistic."
Back on the stairs, the air was obviously much fresher, and the warm feeling returned to Jian Yi's body. He glanced at his physical strength and found that it had indeed returned to about 80%.
There was no sound of wind, the second floor seemed quiet, and there was no one in the corridor.
"All the room doors are closed..." Jian Jian ignored Chen Zibai behind him and walked forward on his own, "They all seem to be sleeping quite peacefully..."
"At this point, there should be no talent in the room, right..." Chen Zibai was a little speechless, "Except for you and me, the security guard and Qian Duoduo are all downstairs. According to your analysis, Miss Bai Xia and Zhang Linchuan should be behind the wall.
You said you fell asleep..."
"No, you don't understand," Jian Yi shook her finger and kept moving forward, "Isn't there another Liu Xinke? He is probably the only one who is kept in the dark right now, right?"
He really doesn't know!
Chen Zibai was secretly happy, and then nodded in agreement: "Sorry, I almost forgot about him..."
Seeing her reaction, Jian Yan cursed and said, "You don't really think of Liu Xinke as your trump card, do you? This guy is just a fool. Even if he cheats, he will definitely fall behind at the critical moment."
Instead of counting on him, you might as well count on the police rushing to save your life at the critical moment, and then shouting, "Stop it, Azu, there are all Jackie Chans outside."
It is better to believe in others than to believe in yourself. This is the only truth that Jian Jian has concluded in his long life.
The way back to the first floor was clear. Apparently, Zhang Linchuan, like Chen Zibai, thought that only he and Bai Xia knew about the inheritance...
How self-righteous...
Jian Yi sneered mockingly and slowly entered the living room.
"One, there's no one there?" Chen Zibai glanced at the empty living room and said in surprise, "How could the security guard and Qian Duoduo..."
"Why are you so quick to subjectively define security guards as stupid and sweet..." Jian Yan glanced at her with a look that looked like a fool, "Everyone feels that they have exhausted all their abilities, and as a result, their brains are ordinary...
It doesn’t matter if I don’t have enough IQ, I don’t even know the basic principle of repaying kindness, and I would not hesitate to kill my adoptive mother who has been kind to me for the sake of inheritance..."
He touched the paper cup that was still warm and continued: "My evaluation is: bad and stupid."
"It's not like you weren't involved in what happened back then!" Chen Zibai gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think I don't know that you and Zhang Linchuan personally planned all of this! If it hadn't been for you..."
Her voice weakened: "We...we will never be reduced to this situation..."
Wait, the explosion back then was also related to Yang Ye?
Jian Jian was a little surprised. If Yang Ye participated in the planning of the bombing, then from Chen Zibai's perspective, he was a pure figure who was both responsible and independent!
Since there was not much information, he could only roughly restore the background of the story, but regarding the explosion that only existed in a few words, he could not restore it as accurately as the previous script.
Reasoning is not a simple game that can be done with an easy chair and a pipe like some detective novels. Realistic reasoning relies more on evidence.
It's like target shooting. In reality, you have a target and then shoot an arrow. In fiction, after shooting, you draw a target based on the location of the shot.
Without relevant information, one can imagine how difficult it is to restore the truth.
"So what?" Jian Yan's expression did not change, still a business fake smile, and his tone was as plain as boiled water: "Who doesn't have a moral bottom line that can be disassembled and moved at will?"
Changing the topic, he looked at the bookshelf behind the sofa. It was still in the same old shape and exuded the smell of decaying ink.
"Has everything been disrupted..." Jian Yiyiben looked over and said to himself, "It's smart to have a double insurance policy."
Bookshelf, everyone knows about it.
Whether it is Detective Conan, various detective suspense dramas, or puzzle games, the secret door element of the bookshelf will always be included.
The method of solving the puzzle is also well known: move the position of the book according to certain rules, trigger the mechanism, and then complete the puzzle.
Looking at the bookshelf filled with detective novels in front of me, I was reminded of the afternoon I spent playing the Rusty Lake series - I have to say that bookshelf puzzles have become a thing of the past.
"Then what is the order..." Jian Jian said, patting Chen Zibai who was dazed at the side: "Hey, hey, don't be stunned. Go and turn on the light. Isn't the light of this lamp too weak?"
"Ah? Oh oh." Chen Zibai finally reacted, and then he turned on the big light in the living room according to Jian Yi's instructions. For a moment, sufficient light filled the room, and the eyes of the two of them suddenly became clear.
Jian Yan paced and said to himself with great interest: "Now it's getting interesting..."
