Next is the time for No. 2 to wake up, but No. 2 has been erased. Will No. 3 make up for it, or will No. 2's time be divided between No. 1 and No. 3?
Zhang Yichi doesn't know either.
He is very confused now.
No. 1 always seemed to be very candid. At the beginning, his candidness aroused Zhang Yichi's suspicion. But as time went on, the more he insisted on doing so, the more Zhang Yichi's suspicion of him involuntarily weakened.
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"It's almost eight o'clock, do you have anything else to ask?" No. 1 sat on the sofa and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.
Only a few minutes left.
"No." Zhang Yichi said.
"I believe you will make the most correct decision." No. 1 patted Zhang Yichi on the shoulder.
After being photographed like this, Zhang Yichi relaxed a little. He stared into No. 1's eyes. This was the rare time he looked at someone else for such a long time.
Can you see anything by looking at your eyes? You can't see anything, and the purpose of looking at your eyes is not to see anything at all.
Yesterday, when No. 1 woke up for the first time, Zhang Yichi saw him like this once. What he thought at that time was that if No. 1 was the murderer, then he would feel guilty and plant the seeds of chaos in his heart.
The seed buried now is still there, but it seems to have been forgotten.
During the last period of No. 1, Zhang Yichi slightly raised the corners of his mouth, as if he had seen through everything.
"What are you—" Before No. 1 could finish speaking, he switched directly to No. 3.
"...Wow." No. 3 sat on the sofa and looked around, "Isn't this my home? The door is open, right?"
Although he has experienced it several times, Zhang Yichi still feels that this kind of instant personality switching is unacceptable and needs some buffering time.
"...Hmm." Zhang Yichi responded.
"It's...eight o'clock..." No. 3 looked at the time, "In other words, No. 1 has only been awake for eight hours. I took over the slot of No. 2, so how do I count the last eight hours?"
"How do I know?" Zhang Yichi said, "I found something and I want to ask you a few questions."
No. 3 glanced at the bucket of juice on the table: "That's the bucket of juice!"
"It has been tested and the juice is indeed drugged." Zhang Yichi originally wanted to ask questions one by one, but since No. 3 mentioned this first, he said this first.
"Look, what I said is right, doesn't it prove that I am innocent?" No. 3 said excitedly.
"No." Zhang Yichi poured cold water on No. 3, "The juice was drugged, but we're not sure who did it yet. It might be you."
No. 3's smile froze: "Is it possible that I drugged myself?"
"It's possible that you didn't drink it, but just poured out half the bucket." Zhang Yichi raised reasonable doubts, "and then used the drugged juice to frame other personalities."
"So complicated?"
"You are all old foxes, you have to think this way." Zhang Yichi said, and then eased the situation, "Of course, that is just a guess."
Number 3 laughed again: "It seems that Number 1 has a great influence on you. Tell me what you found in this room."
"A diary belonging to your brother. The things written in it are beneficial to you." Zhang Yichi showed the diary to No. 3, "So far, you still don't have any motive for killing."
"Diary?" No. 3 took the diary and looked through it, "Okay, okay, I'm very touched."
"There is also a mobile phone found under the mattress in the bedroom. This mobile phone is new and there is nothing in it." Zhang Yichi took the mobile phone and did not hand it to No. 3, "Is this mobile phone yours?"
"No, No. 1 has the financial power in our family. To buy valuables, you must get their permission." No. 3 said.
Zhang Yichi continued to doubt: "You can also buy one secretly without his knowledge."
"Where's the trust we promised? How come it's gone?" No. 3 looked puzzled, "You can doubt me about these things, and that's enough reason to doubt No. 1."
"I doubt it."
"That's okay, I feel more balanced..."
"..."
After a brief silence, No. 3 said: "If there are any other clues, please tell me first. Don't keep doubting me."
"According to the traces on the balcony, the fight scene should have been faked. My brother was not pushed down, but he stepped on a stool and jumped out when the window on the balcony was fully open." Zhang Yichi didn't bother to explain again.
My own reasoning process directly led to the conclusion.
"It's the same as my guess." No. 3 said, "In that case, the forgery scene should be No. 1 - holy shit, you don't doubt that I did this."
"I doubt it." Zhang Yichi repeated what he said before.
No. 3 leaned on the sofa, feeling a little unhappy: "It's very difficult to prove that I didn't do this now."
"Now I have to think about whether there are any clues that can directly identify the murderer." Zhang Yichi rubbed the bridge of his nose, "By the way, you said you were very sleepy after being drugged and tied your brother to sleep?"
"Yes."
"But the rope was found deep in the bedroom closet. Number 1 said that the rope is usually placed there. In other words, you never touched the rope at all."
"Where? Wardrobe?" No. 3 stood up and entered the bedroom, "Crazy? A broken rope is hidden so deep? It's usually placed on the table."
Zhang Yichi followed and walked in.
"Where's the rope?"
"That's it." Zhang Yichi picked up a string on the desk.
Number 3 picked up the rope: "It's not this one, it's a black rope."
Zhang Yichi frowned: "No. 1 said this is the one you usually use."
"That's not the one he lied to you about. I remember clearly that I was using a black rope that day." No. 3 denied.
"I've searched this house, but I haven't seen any black rope."
No. 3 put his hands on his hips and looked around: "I think there is a problem that can be solved."
"Um?"
"Didn't I say before that my brother was tied to sleep with me? But my brother's intelligence couldn't untie the rope at all, so how did he untie the rope and jump off the building?" No. 3 thought of something, "I think he was
It is true that he did not untie it, but tried to destroy the rope, such as cutting it with a knife..."
"Then No. 1 woke up and threw away the damaged black rope and replaced it with this one?" Zhang Yichi deduced.
"How else could my brother untie the rope? Otherwise, why would No. 1 lie to you and say that this red rope is the one that tied my brother? I even suspect that No. 1 or No. 2 did something to allow my brother to destroy the rope.
." No. 3 pointed to No. 1.
Zhang Yichi sighed after hearing this: "I'm still not very convincing. It's possible that this is the rope, and you might have never tied up my brother at all."
Just when No. 3 was anxious to say something, Zhang Yichi changed his mind again: "However, your guess is indeed reasonable. It fills a big gap in my reconstruction of the murder process of No. 1 and No. 2."