Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Detective's Theater
Late at night, everything is silent.
But in the hotel, many rooms are still brightly lit, and a large number of contestants have insomnia.
For the contestants, the article is a dragon gate, and if you jump over this hurdle, you can turn a carp into a dragon and step towards a broader world.
They regard the Youth Literature Contest as too important, not only for their pride, but also for the hope of the future.
Under this pressure, only a handful of people can sleep peacefully.
Chen Feng was the last one, although he couldn't write anything, he still slept soundly.
This kind of behavior is quite a bit of a suspicion of self-abandonment, Xu Yan glanced at it, shook his head helplessly, and naturally he didn't have the heart to enlighten Chen Feng because he was too busy to take care of himself.
The moon sets and the sun rises, and there are less than ten hours before the organizing committee receives the papers.
Those contestants who were undecided and thirsty for inspiration finally couldn't continue to struggle, gritted their teeth, and wrote works that they knew were not perfect.
Xu Yan didn't choose to do that, he still understood the truth that he would rather lack than abuse, if there was really no way, he would rather choose to give up, but everything in the future would be arranged by his family.
"Should I only have eight buckets of rice in my life? It's really unwilling. He muttered to himself, a bitter smile on his face.
Chen Feng also half-squinted, shrugged his shoulders, and curled up on the sofa.
The aura of the two people affects each other, and the room is filled with the smell of loss and despair.
In such an environment, they are like unlucky eggs who have stepped into the quagmire together, sinking and the light of hope gradually fading.
"Chen Feng, what is your topic that made you like this?" Xu Yan asked.
"Aren't you also quite confident, and you still don't know how to write?" Chen Feng asked rhetorically.
The two of them smiled wryly and chatted.
"My topic is to write a short detective story that will make people shine." Xu Yan took the lead in saying, "I have loved reasoning since I was a child, and I am also a well-known detective enthusiast on the Internet, and the organizing committee obviously knows this." ”
"Wouldn't that be nice, just what interests you?" Chen Feng was puzzled.
"It's different, hobbies of detective and writing detective novels are not the same thing at all," Xu Yan said, a trace of pain flashed across his face, "As a detective enthusiast, I am too familiar with the reasoning and clues of every step, and I can't set up suspense in the interlocking stories, for me, everything is as clear as a stone in the sun, and it is clumsy."
"I see." Chen Feng was stunned, and he said again: "Are you showing off your reasoning skills are too high, so you can't deliberately create suspense?" ”
"Probably," Xu Yan didn't deny it, and said entangledly: "It feels like you know the easiest way to get the truth, but you hide it, pretend to be stupid, and don't announce it until the last moment, maybe I can do it through gritted teeth, but this goes against my criteria as a detective lover." ”
"If you guessed correctly, this is also the impression that the organizing committee has of you, a principled detective enthusiast, they really eat you to death." Chen Feng sighed and said.
"However, if you have faith in yourself, I have fantasized about a very troublesome detective story, and I would like you to reason about it, and you are idle anyway, what do you think?" Chen Feng changed his words and said in a provocative tone.
"Cut," Xu Yan said with a smile and disdain.
"Listen, this is a murder case in a coffee shop, the protagonist's words, is a child who looks like a child on the outside, his real identity is complicated, but you don't need to know it for the time being......"
As Chen Feng told the story one by one, the expression on Xu Yan's face became more and more solemn.
It's a very clever story.
The protagonist is a child with strong reasoning skills.,Self-proclaimed detective.。
One day, one of the protagonist's friends is dating someone at a coffee shop, and the protagonist arrives early for some ulterior motive and sits in a seat near the door to examine everyone who enters the coffee shop.
A big sister with a bad temper and who constantly watches the time; Sloppy and generous, a college student who comes to write a thesis, an intellectual and rational female lawyer, a female lawyer who asks someone to meet; a middle-aged man who is rough and kind and has a wound on his hand; Handsome prodigal playboy who plays with girls.
The above is the person who has been observed since the protagonist enters the café.
After that, in the café's co-ed toilets, the murder takes place; The big sister, who was not very good-tempered, was killed.
Judging from the blood spraying, he was strangled by the neck first, and after fainting from lack of oxygen, he stabbed into the heart with a knife and pulled it out, resulting in a large amount of blood loss and death.
The scene of the murder is very similar to a case of murderous intent after being found because of theft.
The killer climbed through the next bathroom to the victim's bathroom and committed the murder.
After some analysis, everyone unanimously concluded that this was a case of murder in a closed room, and the suspect locked on the person who had entered the toilet one after another, that is, everyone except the deceased that the protagonist had seen.
"So, who do you think will be the murderer?" Chen Feng asked, the story he made up was based on an episode of Detective Conan, an anime that was highly sought after in previous lives, although it was also criticized for too many repetitions and lack of logic care, but it did not deny its classic.
"Let me think about it," Xu Yan reasoned confidently in his mind after listening to most of the story.
Although verbal descriptions make reasoning much more difficult, it is still a multiple-choice question with only four options.
"I can't reason more precisely because I can't be at the scene of the crime, but I think it's the playboy." Xu Yan said proudly.
"Why?" Chen Feng asked.
"Obviously, he is the person with the most motive to kill, maybe there is something between the victim and him, because the playboy asked the girl to meet, so the victim will have a bad temper, and the playboy is also afraid that the victim will affect his relationship with the date, so that the killer will be killed." Xu Yan said.
Chen Feng made up for the scene described by Xu Yan, and said with a smile: "What about the logic that is good?" The motive for the murder alone is a bit of a miscalculation, but you're not wrong about that. ”
"Hmph, I knew there was no case I couldn't solve." Xu Yan laughed proudly, and the accumulated boredom swept away.
"I said that I guessed correctly, but I only referred to the motive for the killing, but the murderer is someone else, if you want to know, just listen to the story." Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh and finished the last part of the story.
The clue is in the bloodstains.
The eaves of the bathroom door were stained with blood, and the blood on the knife disappeared when it reached the handle.
Combining these clues with the environment, the protagonist comes up with a single hypothesis, which is that the victim was killed outside the bathroom.
After the killer killed the victim, he lassoed the knife with a knot and threw the body into the bathroom, leaving the knife inside.
In this way, even if someone deduces that the murderer is from the café, those who cannot climb through the toilet cubicle will be excluded, which is called "cover-up".
There was only one person present who met this condition.
That was the middle-aged man who was originally unsuspected, slightly chubby, with an injured finger, and was determined to be impossible to climb over the compartment.
"There is always only one truth."
Under the keen insight of the protagonist, the middle-aged man's hand was also found to be a bandage that was used as a murder weapon, and as for his motive for killing, he was afraid that the woman, as a lover, would destroy his family.
At this point, the case has been solved, and the story has come to an end in the short middle of the protagonist's parents.
"Well, this story didn't disappoint you." Chen Feng asked with a chuckle, he said that this story was just to allow Xu Yan to relieve his nervousness a little, and the effect should be quite good.
It's just that at this time, Xu Yan looked at him motionlessly, his eyes were full of an indescribable, but hot look.