Fang Xuele immediately interjected:

"Then why did the security guard turn over the previous year's calendar, did he want to remind us of something, or give us some hints?"

Shen Xiao was interrupted, turned his head to look at Fang Xuele, and sneered:

"Then Miss Fang, what does this calendar represent?"

Fang Xuele was originally talking nonsense, where can he pull out what the calendar represents now, his face flashed with embarrassment, and he said nonsense:

"Maybe the security guard is used to using last year's calendar, or maybe the security guard forgot to change the calendar!"

Shen Xiao shrugged his shoulders and motioned for Jiang Bai to continue.

Jiang Bai chuckled lightly, and his tone was light:

"The time of the crime was three years ago on May 21, 2017.5.21, this calendar is a calendar of 16 years and 17 years, until May of 17 years, there are crumpled marks in the lower right corner of the calendar, which is left by turning the page every day, so——"

Jiang Bai dragged out his voice slightly and continued:

"This calendar is always in use, and there is no problem of forgetting to turn the page or deliberately not using it."

Fang Xuele's face turned pale, smiled stiffly, and said:

"Yes, I didn't see it clearly, but fortunately, Consultant Jiang found out."

Jiang Bai turned around and walked to the bottle of sleeping pills on the cabinet, and said while taking out the flattened pill box from under the newspaper on the cabinet:

"The sleeping pills were not brought by the murderer, but the drugs that the security guards themselves had to take for insomnia."

Xu Yunqing was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously:

"Mr. Jiang, how do you know? Obviously the sleeping pills have been knocked over? Shouldn't this have been discarded after the murderer was drugged? ”

After speaking, Xu Yunqing deliberately added an extra sentence:

"That's how God J reasoned, huh?"

Jiang Bai heard the pit set up for Fang Xuele in Xu Yunqing's words, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, took out the medicine box he had just found in his hand, showed it to everyone, and said:

"This is a box of sleeping pills, with a label on it, and the dosage and doctor's order on it are exactly the amount for insomnia patients."

Fang Xuele was bent on washing away the shame just now, and hurriedly explained:

"How can you be sure that this is the security guard himself, why can't it be the murderer?!"

As soon as these words came out, even Xu Yunqing looked at Fang Xuele in surprise.

With a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, Shen Xiao added:

"The simplest sleeping pills can be bought at the pharmacy, why should the murderer risk going to the hospital to dispense them?"

Fang Xuele was speechless.

Jiang Bai followed closely and said unhurriedly:

"There was a glass at the head of the bed in the security guard's bedroom, which had a very shallow water stain on it, and it should be used every day.

There is a circular mark on the bedside table that is not dusty, so there should always be a round bottle-shaped object here, and if I guessed correctly, it should be the bottle of sleeping pills. ”

Xu Yunqing didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, so she took the sleeping pill bottle and took the camera to the bedroom for comparison.

Soon, his voice came from inside:

"Really! It's really exactly the same!! ”

Fang Xuele felt that he had been slapped hard, his face was red, but it was difficult to ride a tiger, so he could only shirk and say:

"I'm not feeling well today, I didn't look closely when I entered the bedroom just now, and I made the wrong inference, I'm sorry."

Shen Xiao smiled very "generously":

"It doesn't matter, after all, you are a J god, so many strange cases have been solved by you, this time in the face of a variety show, it is inevitable that you will not be used to it.".

Fang Xuele felt a chill in his heart, wary of whether Shen Xiao had discovered his identity.