Zhang Yichi returned to the living room and sat down: "I made two conjectures, one is the process of the murder between you and No. 2, and the other is the process of the murder between No. 1 and No. 2."
"Tell me about it? I'm not sure what I can add to you." No. 3 also came over and sat down.
"Let's talk about No. 1 and No. 2 first. Your speculations can just fill in the gaps in their crime process." Zhang Yichi opened his notebook and took a deep breath. "The day before yesterday, No. 1 woke up without anything abnormal. No. 2
They came back at noon, drugged the juice, and tampered with the window. They may have taught my brother how to break the rope, or they may have put a knife under the pillow like you said, and my brother could cut it."
Number Three listened very carefully.
"After you went back in the evening, you drank the drugged juice and went to bed at nine o'clock to lie down and sleep. Your brother destroyed the rope and received some stimulation or inducement. He moved a stool to the balcony, opened the window and jumped out.
At midnight yesterday, No. 1 woke up, threw away the damaged rope, found a new rope and hid it deep in the cabinet. Then he created a fake fight scene on the balcony, moved the stools, and then
The hands and feet that had been tampered with the window were changed back."
Zhang Yichi finished speaking in one breath, and the two of them exhaled a long breath at the same time.
It was because they were tired from talking so much, and it was also because the process of the case made them feel heavy.
"I think that's it." No. 3 finally stopped being so indifferent after listening, "But after listening to it, I also found a few things that don't make sense. I don't know if they are the ones that are bothering you now.
The existence of No. 2 is of little significance. What he did can be done by No. 1 when he wakes up. The other thing is how the younger brother was induced and why he jumped off the building."
"This is what I can't figure out right now. As long as we talk about these two, No. 1 and No. 2 are very likely to be the murderers." Zhang Yichi said, "But don't think about it in a hurry. I'll explain it later.
Talking about the murder process between you and No. 2, this one is much more complicated than the one about No. 1."
No. 3 sat upright: "I'm inexplicably looking forward to it."
"The day before yesterday, I woke up on the 1st and did nothing. On the 2nd, I went back and tampered with some things. When you woke up, you threatened and coerced your brother to jump off the building, and created a clumsy scene. In the end,
Become the most suspect from the beginning. However, anyone with a sharp eye will find anomalies at the scene and discover that the scene is a forgery. But when they learn that it is a forgery, they will immediately eliminate your suspicion and let the innocent people know that the scene is a forgery.
I carry the name of framing you. Even if I don't have sharp eyes and don't notice the authenticity of the scene, you will give me some "tips" so that I can develop in the direction you want. I really drugged the juice and poured it.
You can also frame others by throwing away half the bucket and claiming that you drank it yourself. In short, if you do this, it will obviously be disadvantageous for you, but as the case progresses, your suspicion will definitely be removed."
"Bah bang bang."
Number 3 applauded: "Wonderful and wonderful."
"There are also loopholes. No. 2 is even more redundant. You can do those things yourself. Moreover, my brother wrote in his diary that he likes you very much. You should have a good relationship. I don't think you have any motive." Zhang Yichi said it himself.
The loopholes were all explained clearly without waiting for No. 3 to mention them.
"That's true, but it's also very risky. After all, the evidence I want to get rid of the suspicion is all at the scene, which can only be obtained in the second round. So what if I was erased by you in the first round because I couldn't gain your trust?
"
"Looking at you, I feel like you are a very exciting person."
"Hahahahaha..." No. 3 laughed, "You're really good at reading people."
Zhang Yichi closed the notebook. He had read the contents of the notebook countless times, and now he really didn’t want to look at it again: "No. 1, there are two issues that have not been resolved during the murder process of No. 1.
Why do you want to join forces with No. 2? This is superfluous. Why did my brother jump off the building by himself? What happened between half past nine and ten o'clock?"
The two looked at each other, and then looked at the new mobile phone on the table in perfect agreement.
"You haven't said anything about your speculation about the new mobile phone just now, right?" No. 3 asked.
"No, I have no clue." Zhang Yichi replied.
No. 3 picked up the phone without unlocking it, but just looked at it: "Found it under the mattress in the bedroom?"
"Um."
"Isn't this the only clue left that I haven't found yet?"
"Yes." Zhang Yichi cautiously took the phone back from No. 3, "I can't figure out what the connection is between this new phone and the case. It's empty. It must have been deleted."
Pupil No. 3 shrank: "Do you think if I was the one who killed someone, would I use a mobile phone? Even if I could, why would I use a new one?"
Zhang Yichi never thought about this problem.
"Only those who wanted to tell their younger brother something during the time of his death, but fell into a deep sleep at the time, would use mobile phones. Just like the three of us usually communicate with each other through notes and memo messages on our mobile phones." Three.
No. 1 found the answer and slowed down his speaking speed, "As for why you want to use a new phone, it's probably because you're afraid that I'll be discovered by using an old phone."
"In other words, the thing that has been deleted from the phone is directly related to his brother's suicide by jumping off a building." Zhang Yichi's thoughts were suddenly opened up.
"This phone can only be number 1." Number 3 grinned, "Do you still doubt it's me now?"
Zhang Yichi opened the phone: "Is there any way to restore the deleted files on the phone?"
"He's not stupid. He should have deleted the file permanently and wouldn't have used it as a way to do anything for himself." No. 3 cut off Zhang Yichi's hope.
"Ah..." Zhang Yichi fell into deep thought.
In my mind, I began to substitute this inference into the process of No. 1 and No. 2 killing their younger brothers.
It makes sense, and this is currently the most logical explanation for the purpose of the new mobile phone.
"Okay, then there is only one problem left for No. 1 and No. 2 to kill their younger brothers." Zhang Yichi looked at No. 3 expectantly, "No. 1 can accomplish these things by himself, why would he join forces with No. 2?"
"...I understand." No. 3's eyes lit up at first, then dimmed, "Have you ever thought about a question?"
Zhang Yichi said nothing, just looked up at No. 3.
No. 3 continued: "No. 1 has a great motive to kill his brother, but there are so many ways to kill his brother. He can abandon his brother, he can deliberately take his brother to dangerous places and let him have an accident. Why?
, you have to kill at home? Why do you want to get into trouble and use such unfavorable means to get rid of your brother as a burden? "
Zhang Yichi finally smiled, with a hint of relief at that moment: "Because he doesn't just want to get rid of his younger brother."