Luo Yumei went to Liang Renmei's house at three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still traces of coffee on her body at that time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where is the coffee?"

Su San asked, pointing to his clothes.

"Here."

The writer once made an analogy, and it was in the placket.

If you hold the lamp and smash it down, will it scratch it?

Su San thought about it for a while, and assumed that he was holding something in his hand and gestured.

Zeng writer and Luo Yin had long been surprised by her, sitting on the side drinking coffee and looking at her.

Su Sanbi finished drawing, and when she looked up and saw that these two people were looking at her for a long time, she smiled embarrassedly, and then asked, "Then when did she leave?" ”

Writer Zeng recalled: "This Miss Luo and Miss Liang seem to be old acquaintances, chatting is very speculative, that day time flies very fast, you know, I don't like to talk to unfamiliar people, too lazy to chat, but Miss Liang and I still have something to discuss, I can only sit on the side and read, at that time I was still a little angry, I think this female reporter is really annoying, obviously see people are busy and talk endlessly." Yes, they also took a group photo and pulled me to take pictures, but I didn't give a good face. ”

Yes, this performance does look like a writer's style, Su San smiled slightly and motioned for her to continue.

"Maybe I was in a hurry and read the book, and then Miss Liang said that it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, and I was stunned for a moment, why did time pass so quickly, and three hours passed in a blink of an eye."

"Six?"

Su San and Luo Yin were both stunned.

Because the autopsy report showed that Le Ping probably died at about five o'clock, because her maid came back at six o'clock and saw her lying in a pool of blood, so she hurriedly ran out to call, and then called the police. The police arrived at the scene at about half past six, when a faint body spot appeared on the deceased's body, and this corroboration was enough to prove that the deceased had been dead for more than an hour or two.

"Didn't that Miss Luo leave during this period?"

Su San hurriedly asked.

"Leave? Where can she go, and I'm busy taking pictures and interviewing for a while, I'm reading a book next to me, but I'm very attentive to reading, although I don't pay attention to what they're talking about, but if she leaves, I can see it, and I haven't left. It wasn't until six o'clock that Miss Liang said it was too late and that she should cook and leave her to eat, and she left. ”

"Are you sure it's six o'clock?"

"Sure, when Miss Luo came, the wall clock in the living room was striking three o'clock, but then there was a problem with the clock, it was an antique clock, according to Miss Liang, it was still something from the pre-Qing era, sometimes it would be stuck, after taking a photo, I was reading a book on the side, Miss Liang went back to the bedroom to find a small clock and put it aside to watch the time, we don't like to bring watches very much." Zeng writer said that he subconsciously looked at his wrist here, which was wearing a delicate and transparent bracelet, "Time is not very important to me, I feel very stupid to wear a bracelet on one wrist and a watch on the other, so I don't take a watch when I go out, and my life and work are also very freewheeling, and I don't have high requirements for time." ”

Su San can understand the thoughts of Zeng Writer. She doesn't need to go out to work, as long as she writes her novels and scripts with peace of mind, and then drinks tea and eats snacks every day, and goes shopping to find inspiration.

"What about after Miss Luo is gone? You're gone too? Luo Yin asked.

Writer Zeng nodded: "Yes, after Miss Luo left, Miss Liang said that after the interview was in the afternoon, she said that her mouth was dry and her head hurt, and she really didn't have the energy and mood to discuss the script with me anymore." I was very angry when I heard it, thinking that you don't want to discuss it anymore, why do you want me to wait so long to waste time, so I left Miss Liang's house and went to visit the Starlight Department Store alone. ”

"So, what time is it when you go out?"

Luo Yin always held on to the question of time.

"This, then Miss Liang went out at six o'clock, I waited for a while before leaving, about half past six? Maybe a little after six, well, who knows? I didn't look at my watch. ”

"Then you went out to call a rickshaw, huh?"

"That's right, I stood at the door and waited for a while to see the rickshaw coming."

"That's weird, the time when Miss Liang went out and Miss Le's maid found the body, and the time to go out and shout loudly is about the same, and when you went out, it was probably the police who rushed to the scene of the crime, since Miss Le and Miss Liang live very close, it should be very noisy outside when you go out."

Luo Yin felt that some links didn't seem to be right.

Zeng Writer spread his hands and said helplessly: "Look, I said that I was afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years, and I am suspicious again." But when I went out that day, everything was really normal, very calm, I didn't notice anything wrong, Mr. Luo, you know, we people who write novels are very sensitive, and we can't write novels without sensitive physique and observation. ”

Su San nodded again and again in agreement with Writer Zeng's statement.

"And when I went out of Miss Liang's house, I was very angry, and I went straight to the Starlight Department Store to go shopping until the evening. These can be proved by the salesperson of the department store, I am a frequent customer of that department store, and the salespeople and ladies all know me, you can go and inquire about it. If I kill someone, can I go to the department store so leisurely? ”

Zeng writer stared at Luo Yin and asked rhetorically.

Su Sanxin said: Others may not be like this, but with your personality and courage as a writer, if you really killed someone, it is really willing to pretend to be calm and go to a department store. Of course, this cannot be said, because with a little dispute over the role of the work, Zeng writer has no reason to kill Miss Le.

"We'll look into this. And then you're going home? ”

Luo Yin nodded and asked expressionlessly.

Writer Zeng could only show displeasure and continued to answer: "Yes, go back to the apartment directly, which can be proved by the administrator of my apartment and the driver of the department store." ”

"I was in a bad mood, so I bought a lot of things." Speaking of this, Zeng Writer smiled slightly, a little embarrassed.

She lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Women, whether you are happy or unhappy, you will give yourself a reason to go on a shopping spree, I bought a lot of things, I can't take them myself, or someone from the department store drove me back." The starlight department store is really good, I was very tired when I walked, I forgot the time, I couldn't stand up to the end of the sore foot, I went home and found that it was only eight o'clock, it seems that I am really old, but I was tired after two hours of shopping. ”

Writer Zeng said very clearly, Luo Yumei arrived at Liang Renmei's house at three o'clock and left at about six o'clock, and then she also left Liang's house and came to Starlight Department Store, walked for about two hours, and arrived home at eight o'clock.

The time context is clear, and none of these three people have time to commit crimes.