Shang Juntao stood in front of Wu Sidong's door and hesitated for a long time before knocking on his door. Wu Sidong didn't seem too surprised by Shang Juntao's visit. Shang Juntao asked Wu Sidong what he saw last night, and Wu Sidong thought for a moment.
After that, he told Shang Juntao about the scene he saw last night, and Shang Juntao couldn't help but look shocked after learning about the scene Wu Sidong saw last night.
"Fat?! Lose weight?! Wu Dong, is the she you are talking about... Liu Ziyang!?" Shang Juntao also looked disbelieving.
"I really don't want to believe that she is the murderer, but at twelve o'clock last night, I habitually went to the bathroom before going to bed, but when I walked to the living room, I saw that the TV was still on, and the entire living room
But there is no one!" Wu Sidong shouted.
"Impossible...impossible, how could Ziyang be the murderer?!" Shang Juntao had a look of disbelief on his face and murmured: "Maybe...maybe she was in the bathroom or in her room.
As for food, Ziyang loves retail food so much, it’s not surprising.”
"I've thought about it too, but what if she wasn't there at that time?! What if she was in Pei Xin's room at that time?!" Wu Sidong made the assumption that he was most worried about.
Shang Juntao had no idea at this time, and a hint of panic flashed across his face as he said, "Then what should we do now? Should we tell the police officer about this?"
"No!" Wu Sidong suddenly shouted: "It is absolutely impossible to tell the police about this matter, otherwise Ziyang will really be suspected of being the murderer!"
"Then what should we do? Are we just going to keep staring at Liu Ziyang like this?!" Shang Juntao said at a loss, his originally calm and mature face now a little panicked.
Wu Sidong's condensed face showed a wry smile and said: "Juntao, thank you for coming to listen to me, but please keep this matter a secret for me. As for whether Ziyang is the murderer or not, I will definitely be able to find out, so you can
Just stay aside and observe quietly."
A worried look appeared on Shang Juntao's handsome face, and he said: "I understand, but Sidong, you must be more careful. If Ziyang is not the murderer, then she is what we expected, but if she is, then you must be careful.
Yeah, her way of killing is too horrific, it doesn’t look like something a human could do.”
Wu Sidong stood up, walked to Shang Juntao and patted him on the shoulder, regaining his old hearty laughter: "Haha, don't worry, look at how strong I am, can't I still stand up to a little girl?
!" As he spoke, Wu Sidong raised his right arm, revealing his biceps, which were like steamed buns.
"Haha, that's right. It seems like I'm overthinking." Shang Juntao laughed.
The quiet campus hides the devil who is not peaceful. The brighter the place, the harder it is to detect the darkness. Everyone understands this, but it is easy for anyone to be paralyzed by the scene in front of them.
Ling Fan and Tian Yu soon arrived at this quiet and bright campus again. Seeing Ling Fan coming, the two young policemen breathed a sigh of relief and ran forward.
"Brothers, are the people inside okay? Did something happen?" Ling Fan asked as soon as he rushed to the car door.
"No, except for a little noise from the other side, it was quiet the rest of the time."
"Oh, thank you." Ling Fan closed the car door and walked to the apartment with Tian Yu.
The living room of the apartment was as bright as usual, the only difference was that Liu Ziyang was the only one sitting on the sofa watching TV, with various snack bags piled on both sides of his fat body.
"Hello." Ling Fan changed his face to a bright smile, waved and smiled at Liu Ziyang, then sat on a sofa.
"Hello." Liu Ziyang seemed a little impatient with Ling Fan's arrival, and said angrily without taking his eyes off the TV.
Ling Fan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He shrugged helplessly and spread his hands towards Tian Yu. Tian Yu had a cold look on her face. She seemed a little angry at Liu Ziyang's impoliteness.
"Where are the others? Call me out!" Tian Yu shouted to Liu Ziyang in an almost commanding tone.
Maybe it was because no one had ever spoken to him like this before. Liu Ziyang glanced at Tian Yu and said angrily: "If you want to call me, they are all upstairs. Who knows what they are doing."
A burst of footsteps came from the stairs, and Wu Sidong and Shang Juntao walked out talking and laughing. When they turned to look at Ling Fan, they glanced at each other secretly, and then said hello to Ling Fan in unison.
, Ling Fan replied and asked them where Qiao Ling was. Shang Juntao said that Qiao Ling was resting in her room. He had visited her just now and she had fallen asleep at this time.
"Oh." Ling Fan said oh, then he looked up at Wu Sidong and said, "Sidong, if there is nothing else, can we go out for a walk?"
Wu Sidong glanced at Shang Juntao, then smiled and said: "Haha, there's nothing wrong with it, but it's very depressing for two boys to walk together, haha."
Ling Fan also laughed at his words: "What's wrong with that? It's not bad to change the taste occasionally." As soon as Ling Fan said this, he felt that he had made a mistake, and he felt extremely excited.
A heartbreaking pain came from his foot, and then he saw a delicate women's sneaker stepping on it at some point, while Tian Yu pretended to be fine and whistled softly.
A path paved with gravels winds forward, with green willow trees planted on both sides of the path. The breeze blows, and the willow trees twist like a weak woman's waist.
"Huh!" Wu Sidong stood on the path, stretching his arms with all his strength, his dark face shining brightly in the sun, he rubbed his hands and said: "It's been a long time since I came out of the apartment, and the air outside is better.
Ah ha ha."
The banging sound came from the basketball court behind the Liulin in front. Wu Sidong's eyes immediately lit up, looking like a drug addict, staring at Ling Fan and saying: "How about, do you want to play basketball?"
Ling Fan thought for a while, if he wanted to get clues from him, he should first follow him, otherwise it would be very troublesome if he refused to cooperate.
"Okay, I haven't played for a long time. I wonder if my hand is raw?" Ling Fan held his right wrist with his left hand and kept swinging his right hand back and forth.
"Haha, you will feel much better after playing for a while." Wu Sidong laughed loudly, patted Ling Fan on the shoulder and strode towards the basketball court. Ling Fan hurriedly followed.
The two played one-on-one offense and defense. At first, Ling Fan could stick close to Wu Sidong and prevent him from shooting the ball. But later on, his physical strength gradually became weak, and Wu Sidong repeatedly shot the ball like a tiger out of the cage.
Scores were being scored, while Ling Fan's income was getting less and less.
With a bang, Wu Sidong once again broke away from Ling Fan's defense. He sprinted to the basket and sent the basketball steadily into the basket with a hook.
"Okay, okay, let's stop playing. I really can't run... I can't run anymore." Ling Fan collapsed on the basketball court, waving his hands and panting.
"Haha, you haven't exercised too much. It's less than twenty minutes!" Wu Sidong was still like a dragon, holding a basketball for a layup while talking to Ling Fan.
Ling Fan watched Wu Sidong tumbling back and forth and asked casually, "Is there something you want to tell me?"
With a bang, the shot that was supposed to go in hit the basket, then hit the backboard, and finally bounced on the floor. After a few bounces, the basketball rolled down Ling Fan's footsteps.
"Ha...haha, that's right. You're thinking too much. I've told you all the surprises I know." Wu Sidong's dark face still showed a very straightforward look despite the trace of worry hidden on his face.
smile.
"Is that so?!" Ling Fan grabbed the basketball from the ground with one hand, then raised his head, and saw his extremely confident eyes suddenly revealed. He gently raised the corners of his mouth and grabbed the basketball with one hand.
He stood up, raised it straight towards Wu Sidong, and said: "Let's have a game, a one-on-one duel. The two of us take turns attacking once. If it's a tie or you score, you win, and I won't ask you any more questions, but
If I score, then you have to tell me what you know, what about, will you play this game?"
Facing such a strong challenge from Ling Fan, Wu Sidong, who had a great chance of winning, fell silent, because at this time, his mind was thinking about whether he would really tell Ling Fan about Liu Ziyang if he lost?!
Wu Sidong's silence also made Ling Fan more sure that he indeed knew the clues that he did not know.
"If you have no objection, you can start." Ling Fan waved and threw the basketball to Wu Sidong. At this time, Ling Fan didn't feel as tired as before. He seemed to be a different person. If Wu Sidong knew
Ling Fan's brother Ling Feng is a highly skilled basketball player, and Ling Fan often plays basketball with Ling Feng, and his skills are naturally quite good. He will definitely not decide on the bet with Ling Fan that day.
And it was precisely because of this bet that something happened to Wu Sidong, and Ling Fan regretted it.
"Okay, I'll do as you say." After Wu Sidong thought about it carefully, he realized that his chances of winning were indeed much higher. As long as he could put the ball into the basket, he would be sure to win.
Wu Sidong was indeed a good basketball player. Within a moment, Ling Fan was thrown aside by Wu Sidong, while Wu Sidong easily sent the ball into the basket.
After seeing the basketball actually enter the basket, Wu Sidong breathed a long sigh of relief, opened his white teeth and looked at Ling Fan and said with a smile: "How about it, according to the current situation, I should win."
Ling Fan picked up the tethered basketball from the ground and still smiled calmly: "Even if I know I will lose, I will still accept the challenge. The outcome cannot be determined until the last moment."
Wu Sidong looked at Ling Fan's confident eyes. He walked up to Ling Fan, opened his arms and started to defend, but his mind was spinning: "I will definitely win this situation now, no matter what he is."
Unless he can throw the basketball into the box, he will lose and there is no possibility of winning at all... Huh?!" Ling Fan slapped the ball with one hand and looked at Wu Sidong confidently. Suddenly, Ling Fan stepped back,
He immediately stepped on the three-point line with both feet and threw a ball. After the ball was thrown in the air through a perfect arc, it fell into the basket with a bang, without any bias.
Three-point goal! One goal and three points, three to two, Ling Fan won, and he was so confident because everything was according to his plan.