"Let's start with the field. ”

Ye Bei was the first to push open the door and enter the west wing, which was the place where the body was located and the most likely crime scene.

Xie Lang pointed to the corpse on the ground and covered his mouth with a smile, lowered his voice and said to Xu Chunqiu: "I wanted to laugh when I was filming the pre-plot just now, this 'corpse' is really hahahaha......"

The louder she laughed, the louder she became, and gradually she couldn't hold it anymore.

Where is the corpse on the ground, it is clearly a life-size doll with a long robe, the inflatable kind.

Fortunately, his facial features had been scratched, otherwise it would have been even more embarrassing. Tan Xiao also nodded and said, Xu Chunqiu turned around and found that she was also like Xie Lang, bowing her head and holding back a smile.

Xu Chunqiu pointed to the radio microphone pinned to Xie Lang's neckline: "Record." ”

"Hahahaha I know, but this one looks really funny, and my agent also told me that this kind of suspense reasoning show will be terrible, so let me not be cowardly. ”

Ye Bei was rarely serious: "The deceased was scratched because the murderer didn't want others to recognize him?"

Fu Nanxun said: "But he is wearing a long robe, doesn't it clear that his identity is the pianist, why should the murderer do more?"

Xu Chunqiu then said: "Not only that, but the information I have also mentioned that this pianist has been wearing a mask during the theater, saying that he has an injury on his face since he was a child, and his appearance is broken. ”

She said, gesturing to the mask that had tumbled to the corpse on the ground, "This should be it." ”

Ye Bei nodded, he squatted down and began to reach out and touch the deceased's body, there was no pocket on the outside of the robe, he touched left and right, and took out a piece of paper from the inner pocket of the deceased's clothes.

"Look at this. ”

Ye Bei unfolded it, it was a pawn ticket, the paper was very thin, the ink penetrated into the back of the paper, and the pawn column read, "A hairpin with a dotted cui", and the date of payment was a week ago.

Ye Bei touched it inside along his sleeve again, there were several similar pawn tickets, silver hairpins, costumes, everything.

In other words, he has indeed been stealing things from the theater and taking them out. ”

Fu Nanxun guessed: "It is also possible that he was on the way to steal something on the night of the crime, and he happened to be caught." ”

Ye Bei finished checking and vacated the space, and the next person to squat down to look at the corpse was Xie Lang.

She looked at it, playfully picked up the deceased's hair, and accidentally took the wig bald: "Eh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were a bald child." ”

She hurriedly put it back on and patted it on the top of its messy hair.

Playing and playing, the evidence still has to be searched seriously, Xie Lang's eyes left the wig, and gradually walked down, and suddenly, as if suddenly remembering something, she reached out and pulled up the sleeve on the side of the deceased.

"No?" she muttered, then pulled up her sleeve on the other side, "Not on this side?"

"What are you looking for?" asked Tanxiao.

Xu Chunqiu said: "Are you looking for that tattoo?"

Xie Lang nodded, she obviously didn't expect that even she herself was about to ignore the details, Xu Chunqiu just listened to them when they were each narrating the timeline, and remembered it in her heart.

"Yes," she said, "the luthier must have been harassing me, and he tattooed my last name 'Xie' on his arm to show me, and I forgot which side it was." ”

"But now it seems that neither side is there. ”

Ye Bei raised his head keenly: "Could it be, will he not be a violinist at all?"

"Maybe the murderer killed someone else, scratched his face, and put it here in the clothes of the violinist, so he doesn't have a tattoo on his arm?"

"Where is the real luthier, and where did he get the violinist's clothes?" Xu Chunqiu frowned, "It's a bit far-fetched, and there is no corresponding evidence." ”

"Let's take another look. Fu Nanxun said.

Tan Xiao looked at the corpse, and began to rummage through the eaves in the east wing, she opened the cabinet where she stored things, and there was a stack of stapled lists with various detailed records in the theater.

"This," she said, assimilating the list, "may be useful, there are several lines on the list that have been crossed out with a pen. ”

Ye Bei leaned over and took a look, not paying too much attention to it: "That means that the deceased will cross him off the list as something he treats, right?"

Xu Chunqiu also leaned over to take a look.

"How's it going, have you found anything?"

She shook her head and didn't speak rashly.

But one thing that is worrying is that such a large theater garden as the Peking Theater is only equipped with a set of green heads. There are still several sets of silver ingot heads and rhinestone bits, but they are not that valuable, and one set of rhinestones has also been emptied.

"Their theater is so wide," Tan Xiao put down the list book, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I was willing to use a whole wing room as a warehouse, and it felt empty." ”

Xu Chunqiu looked around and felt that something was missing: "In such a big drama garden, the clothes are all scattered, and there is not even a suitcase." ”

Wait, not even a suitcase?

Is this possible?

Xu Chunqiu stopped, her toes pointed directly at an obvious different color on the floor, a light gray floor tile, which looked much lighter than the one next to it, clean, no ash had fallen, and it looked very new.

"There should still be a suitcase in the room," she said, "and there can't be no suitcase in the garden." ”

"Maybe the props team forgot about it?"

Xu Chunqiu shook his head, the props of this show are done quite carefully, whether it is the details of the costumes or the placement of the theater, the program team has restored it as much as possible within its own ability, so it is naturally impossible to miss this detail.

What's more, there is this boxy dust mark in the corner.

"It must be a pretty big box, about this wide," she straightened up and gestured with her hand, "it was originally placed here, leaning against the wall, and now I don't know where it went." ”

Ye Bei nodded, took out a notebook from his pocket and wrote two strokes.

The time to collect evidence was limited, and several people rummaged inside and out of the west wing, and when they were almost done, they hurriedly seized the time to move their positions.

"The east wing is for people, and there should be more things. ”

"We don't have enough time, so let's split up. Fu Nanxun proposed, "Teacher Tanxiao, Teacher Xiao Xu, and Teacher Xiao Xie take a look at Xu Mingling's room, and Ye Bei and I will go to Soqinist's room." ”

Xie Lang: "...... Can you stop calling me teacher? ”