Ye Bei pushed down her train of thought: "The amount of bleeding from a sharp weapon piercing into the body and pulling out in reverse cannot be compared, if you want to pull out the murder weapon, his clothes will definitely be splashed with blood, under normal circumstances, unless the murderer has to take the murder weapon away, it is almost impossible to pull it out again to increase the amount of bleeding of the deceased." ”

"But the murderer pulled out the murder weapon and didn't take it away, but stuffed the bloody scissors back into the suitcase?"

Tan Xiao also understood, and then said: "In other words, the person who killed me and the qin master is actually the same person, and after the murderer killed me, it is likely that he happened to bump into the qin master, so he impulsively killed him, and pulled the murder weapon out of my chest, scratching the qin master's face?"

Xu Chunqiu added: "To be precise, it's you in another time and space. ”

In this way, all the contradictions are explained. ”

"Why did Xie Qianjin's original tattoo on the pianist disappear, and why did my impression of the pianist be completely different from the image of the pianist in the manager's impression. ”

"The luthiers we are talking about are not the same people at all. ”

Fu Nanxun slowly raised his eyes and looked at her calmly: "So you already have a murderer candidate in your heart, right?"

"Yes. Xu Chunqiu clicked on the photo of the pianist on the whiteboard, "The pianist lying in the west wing room is the pianist in my world." ”

"What do you mean?" Xie Lang stood up suddenly, "What do you mean by the luthier in your world?"

I saw Xu Chunqiu smile slightly: "This pianist in my world plays a different identity in your world. ”

Her gaze slowly turned to Fu Nanxun, her gaze like a torch.

It's all in plain sight.

Fu Nanxun stood up with a smile: "Okay, I killed myself in that theater garden." ”

As soon as this sentence came out of his mouth, he smiled as if he had suddenly remembered something, and his smile froze on his face.

"I still don't understand much. "Talking and laughing is confusing.

Xu Chunqiu turned his head and asked Ye Bei: "Can you borrow me a pen?"

She pulled out the cap of her pen and pushed all the photos aside, drawing a vertical upward timeline.

"If this is the life trajectory of the bank president's son, Young Master Fu," she paused and drew a circle as a node, "then a few years ago, this was the crossroads of his life. ”

From this point on, the trajectory of his life changed, and then diverged into two very different worlds. ”

"In the A world line, Young Master Fu still lives a life of fine clothes and food as the son of the bank president, and the pianist has another person, because of his mother's serious illness, he often steals things in the garden and goes out, and tattoos the word 'Xie' on his arm, often harassing Xie Qianjin. ”

"And in the B world line, that is, my world, Young Master Fu became Fu Qinshi because of some kind of change, and he wore a mask every day to show people, probably to avoid others from recognizing him. He is used to spending lavishly, so when he is tight, he will use it as a thing in the theater garden, so he will have crystal cufflinks and foreign newspapers in the room of a piano master in a long shirt. ”

"In the early morning of December 6, the comet appeared, and the originally parallel AB world line was closed, and time and space were superimposed to form a new world line, which is the C world line where we are now. ”

"Young Master Fu of the A World Line avenged his mother, sneaked into the Beiping Theater late at night, killed the manager of the B World Line with copper scissors in the West Wing, stuffed the body into the suitcase after committing the crime, and dragged the suitcase that was originally in the West Wing to the grass in the yard, and at this time he broke through himself in the B World Line who got up late at night to steal the cut, that is, Fu Qinshi. ”

In desperation, he snatched the silver hairpin and stabbed Fu Qinshi to death, and after taking off the mask, he found a face identical to his own. ”

So he pulled out the murder weapon that killed Manager Tan, scratched the pianist's face, and hurried away. ”

"The motive, the murder weapon, the modus operandi and the time and place are all very clear, and I think we can now organize a vote. ”

Xu Chunqiu breathed a long sigh of relief and sat back in his place.

The electronic synthesized voice on the radio sounded at the right time: "Next, please enter the small black room in turn to vote individually." ”

"This vote is a private vote and players are not visible to each other. ”

......

In the central control room, the chief director hummed a little song and returned to the rotating chair and sat down, he turned his head and asked the staff staring at the screen next to him: "How is it, where has it progressed?"

"The first guest went into the small dark room and began to vote. ”

The chief director nodded: "Oh, it should be a while before it ends." ”

The small black room is almost the longest part of each show, some guests choose to be afraid, and they refused to come out after being entangled in the small black room for more than ten or twenty minutes.

The chief director fumbled twice on the console, put his eyes on the bridge of his nose, and looked up again to find that it was already the last guest voting.

"Well, what's going on?" he took his eyes off and wiped them with the corners of his shirt.

"It's only been less than a minute, and that's all over?"

The chief director said a little anxiously: "Hurry up and call up the results, I'll see who votes." ”

The staff silently looked down: "Fu Nanxun has four votes, Xu Chunqiu has one vote." ”

"Except for the real murderer, everyone else voted for Fu Nanxun. ”

The chief director frowned: "Isn't it, it's all right?"

He began to doubt himself: "Is this this so simple, I remember that the screenwriting team also spent a lot of effort at that time......"

The staff replied embarrassedly: "When I was just focusing on reasoning, Xu Chunqiu basically guessed almost our story. ”

"If you can still make a mistake after listening to her reasoning, you will be a fool. ”

Chief Director: ......

I remember that at that time, we obviously wanted to find a vase to play Xu Mingling, why is it not the same as we imagined?

......

The voting session was completed, and the next step was to announce who was the murderer of the violinist in the twelfth episode of "Ready Player One" script "Dream in the Garden". ”

"Now the results of the vote are made public. ”

"First of all, the security player who gets zero votes publicly. ”

The detective couldn't be the murderer, Ye Bei took the lead in moving forward.

Tan Xiao and Xie Lang didn't think about it, and took a step forward before the system voice was announced.

Director: You guys don't have any mystery to me.

Xie Lang looked back and found that Xu Chunqiu had not moved forward, and asked with some doubts: "Qiuqiu?"

Xu Chunqiu said: "The real murderer will definitely not vote for himself, there are at least two suspects." ”

Fu Nanxun looked at her sideways.

She guessed right, and her vote was for her.