Entering through the door of the secret room, you are just at the point where you usually enter the house.
The layout of their home is the same as the floor plan in the report brochure. It is very small, with one bedroom, one living room, one bathroom, and a kitchen, plus a small balcony.
Most of the layout can be seen at a glance just by standing at the door.
There is a coffee table and an old sofa in the living room. These two pieces of furniture alone occupy half of the space in the living room. The remaining half of the space is accumulated by various debris, leaving only an aisle.
Zhang Yichi put the things in his hands on the coffee table.
There were several water glasses on the coffee table, as well as unwashed dishes and leftovers.
This reminded him of what No. 1 had told him in a complaining tone. No. 3 would always indulge his younger brother in making a mess at home without taking care of it himself. No. 1 had to wake up and clean it up every time.
But he still has a job, so he doesn't have a particularly good impression of No. 3.
He opened the cabinet under the coffee table, and there were some unimportant bits and pieces in it. There was nothing important placed on the sofa, and there was nothing noteworthy about the sundries placed around it.
After a rough inspection of the living room, Zhang Yichi found nothing unusual, so he walked into the bedroom.
The bedroom has a double bed, a wardrobe and a desk.
The quilt on the bed has not been made up, as if someone has just slept on it. There is a notebook on the desk, which should be the notebook used by No. 1 for work.
The layout of the bedroom is also very simple, with only a few large pieces of furniture and other miscellaneous items.
Zhang Yichi checked the desk cabinet and wardrobe and found nothing unusual.
Then he left the bedroom and walked towards the other side of the living room.
On the other side of the living room, the bathroom and kitchen are squeezed together, and behind them is a long and narrow balcony. This location is very convenient for ventilation.
Zhang Yichi first looked at the bathroom on the far right. There was nothing unusual in the bathroom, and then he entered the kitchen. The kitchen was basically as it was after cooking, and the pots were not washed.
He opened the refrigerator and found a bucket of half-empty juice inside. It should be the juice that No. 3 mentioned, which was suspected of being drugged.
Finally, Zhang Yichi reached the balcony.
As No. 1 said, the balcony showed signs of fighting and was in a mess. The window was also open, indeed it could only open one-third. And it was located at a high position, so it was not easy to jump out. What's more, according to No. 1,
His brother was so short that it was almost impossible to reach him without stepping on a stool, and there were no stools at all.
He looked down through the window and saw a pool of blood on the ground about dozens of meters away from the window.
If you fall from this height, you will probably be shattered to pieces.
After spending about ten minutes, Zhang Yichi checked the palm-sized house, and found nothing unusual.
The murderer had obviously planned to kill his brother, so he would definitely not leave any obvious evidence. Zhang Yichi had already expected this. He was not too disappointed. He returned to the door, opened it, and rushed to the people sitting inside.
Number 1 said: "Come in."
No. 1 was sitting there looking very depressed. Seeing Zhang Yichi calling him, he got up and walked over: "Finished? Are there any clues?"
"No." Zhang Yichi made room for No. 1 and let him walk in. "The murderer is not stupid. He has hidden everything that needs to be hidden."
"Do you have any new ideas after watching the scene?" Number 1 asked.
"Not yet, you have to let me sort it out." Zhang Yichi sat on the sofa, took out a paper towel, moved the unpacked things after eating last night to the side next to the dishes, and then opened his notebook
Think about it.
Number One is ready to sit down too.
Zhang Yichi suddenly raised his head and said, "Are you thirsty?"
"Thirsty?...No, what's wrong?"
"I'm a little thirsty, can you help me get something to drink? It would be best if there is juice." Zhang Yichi launched a new round of testing to No. 1.
"Aren't our bodies here always in their original state and don't need to take in anything?" asked No. 1.
"Then you can't drink if you're not thirsty?" Zhang Yichi asked back.
There was a subtle change on No. 1's face, and he walked to the kitchen: "There happens to be juice, I'll get it."
Soon, No. 1 came with the half bucket of juice, found a cup and filled it up for Zhang Yichi.
"Don't you have a drink?" Zhang Yichi observed No. 1.
"No, I don't usually drink this kind of stuff." Everything was normal on No. 1.
"Okay." Zhang Yichi picked up the cup and took a big sip.
While raising his head to drink the juice, he was still observing No. 1.
Number 1 just looked at it calmly.
Zhang Yichi put down the cup, got up and went to the bathroom to spit the juice in his mouth into the toilet: "It must have expired. It tastes weird."
"I don't know." Number 1 said.
Sitting back on the sofa, Zhang Yichi picked up his notebook and started reading again.
There was nothing gained from testing No. 1 this time.
Zhang Yichi read the information on his notebook for a while, then stood up again: "Don't you and your brother usually tie up when you sleep? Where is the rope? Why can't you see it?"
"Here." No. 1 followed Zhang Yichi into the bedroom, then opened the closet and took out the rope from the depths of the closet.
"Put it this deep?" Zhang Yichi took the rope in confusion.
"Ah...yes."
There is nothing special about this rope. It is just a normal thin rope. This kind of thin rope is tied with a dead knot and is very difficult to untie. It is impossible to break it with brute force.
"Do you usually put it there?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"Um."
"When you woke up today, you found that your brother was not tied to you, and then in a hurry, you still bothered to put the rope back to such a deep position?" Zhang Yichi felt that what No. 1 did was wrong.
Number 1 was still very calm: "You probably misunderstood something. Did I say that I put the rope in the cabinet after I woke up?"
"What's the meaning."
"When I woke up, there was no rope on the bed." No. 1 said, "The reason why I took it out from the cabinet was because the rope would usually be there, not because I woke up and stuffed the rope back yesterday."
Zhang Yichi found it interesting: "So, at that time, it can only be No. 3."
"What do you think?" No. 1 was very cautious this time. He did not take the initiative to say any guesses he had, but let Zhang Yichi speak for himself.
"If what you said is true, then the rope was never touched when No. 3 came home. The rope was left there all the time." Zhang Yichi expressed this speculation himself.
In fact, this is more convincing.
No. 3 said that he tied himself up with his younger brother, but his younger brother couldn't untie the rope with his intelligence. He also said that his younger brother should have committed suicide. There were too many things that didn't make sense.
"I'm sure I'm telling the truth, and judging from the position, it should be the position where I put it back after getting up the day before yesterday. In other words, since I woke up and put the rope back the day before yesterday, the rope should have never been touched.