"They're going to be when we close the door... Killed? ”

Zhang Zhengguo's words were harsh, and it was hard to believe that the murderer dared to do it under everyone's noses.

The scary thing is that no one has noticed it yet.

"Don't you think it's weird to see a kid outside the door? Maybe there is no murderer at all, it's all about it! Lin Yu guessed with a cold face.

"I also think... But what do we do? Chu Xiaohe's tone was full of crying, and he squatted in the corner with his arms crossed.

Ning Qing was silent for a moment before speaking: "I can't accurately define the existence in the courtyard, but I don't think it can be it, it's more like a man-made murder." ”

"Fart, then how do you explain the death of Master Wang, Zhang Jiaming, and Feng Hou?" Lin Yu asked.

"Feng Hou and Zhang Jiaming were stabbed to death with a knife, if the things outside are as terrible as we imagined, do you think it will use this kind of price reduction method?"

"As for Master Wang's death..."Ning Qing lowered his head and thought about it, but found that he had nothing to explain, so he had to stop there.

"My thoughts are similar to those of Brother Mu... I also think it's artificial. Zhang Zhengguo suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Xiaohe: "I think Miss Chu, do you have to give us an explanation?" ”

Hearing this, Chu Xiaohe said with a trembling voice: "What explanation?" ”

"Did you say that you were in Zhang Jiaming's room and heard the voice of Feng Hou and his wife?" Zhang Zhengguo's face was expressionless.

"That's what I said, but... But I really heard it!"

"If they were murderers, how could they be murdered? Since you're not the murderer, how could you possibly hear both of them? Zhang Zhengguo shook his head, "Logic doesn't make sense at all." ”

"I don't care... Anyway, I heard it, whoever lied to someone is a puppy! ”

Chu Xiaohe didn't care whether others believed in him, and his words had the temperament of a little girl.

At this time, Ning Qing suddenly spoke: "I think the current matter can no longer be judged according to normal logic. ”

"When Wang Guang was alive and dead, all the evidence pointed to Zhang Jiaming."

"When Zhang Jiaming died, all the evidence pointed to Feng Hou and his wife."

"When the two of them also died, all the evidence pointed to Chu Xiaohe again."

Ning Qing's voice changed, "Don't you think, Teacher Zhang, that this is like a well-designed game?" ”

"We are like a marionette, walking on the track laid by the setters..."

"If we suspect someone early again and follow the clues at our fingertips to make a conclusion, I'm afraid something like this will happen."

"Then the clue will point to one of us!"

Ning Qing's words made Zhang Zhengguo fall silent.

Indeed, every time the object of suspicion is exposed, the horse's feet are too obvious, so that people have to think that the other party is the murderer.

As for Ning Qing,

After Feng Hou and his wife were killed, he began to disbelieve the so-called clues in front of him.

What a simple means of blame.

But these people are still jumping in one by one.

One and two, two and three...

Zhang Zhengguo woke up: "You're right, we really have to look at everything that happened again, and we can no longer trust the clues at hand." ”

"So, I have a good suggestion now." Ning Qing showed a strange smile, as if she was thinking about something not so good.

"Oh?" Lin Yu's face was curious.

"Don't worry, you'll find out later." Ning Qing sold a pass.

Then he walked to the extinguished fire, bent down to pick up an antique, and smiled slightly: "Look, I'll do a magic trick for you!" ”

Zhang Zhengguo, Chu Xiaohe and others were attracted one after another, staring at the antiques in his hand, very curious about what the so-called magic was.

As a result, in the next second, their expressions froze in consternation, lasting for a long time.

"Bang!"

I saw that Ning Qing maintained a warm smile, and smashed the antique in his hand into the antique on the ground with his backhand, and smashed it into pieces.

"Look, isn't this magic show worth hundreds of millions of dollars? Very charming?. ”

The name is "broken jar and broken"!

"You're crazy!!" Lin Yu stepped forward and grabbed Ning Qing's collar, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burn the other party to the ground.

Ning Qing ignored Lin Yu's move of grabbing her collar, reached out to support her forehead, and then wiped her face from top to bottom.

"I see... Are you crazy? ”

"People die for money, birds die for food!"

"Zhang Jiaming came back here for these four antiques, and then died!"

"And one of you designed to kill Feng Hou and his wife in order to monopolize antiques."

"Now, antiques are just pieces of the ground, how does it feel to be empty of bamboo baskets."

When Ning said the last sentence, his head swayed from side to side, and his eyes swept over everyone one by one.

"You... You... You..."Lin Yu was so angry that he couldn't finish a sentence, his arm subconsciously strained, and he grabbed the other party's collar fiercely, which showed the strength of anger.

Syllable!

Ning Qing looked directly at Lin Yu, clasped the other party's wrists with both hands, broke his arm apart, and then pushed hard, and the latter was caught off guard, and staggered to the ground.

Lin Yu's eyes were on fire, and he stared at Ning Qing viciously.

In this regard, Ning Qing silently drew his saber, squatted in front of the other party, and slapped the blade back and forth on his palm.

"Don't look at me like that, it will easily make me think that you are a murderer."

This sentence is extremely unkind, and the warning meaning is clear.

In fact, at this point, he doesn't plan to be polite to anyone anymore.

From beginning to end, it's a game of hide-and-seek, and it's also a game of 'who's the killer'.

Concealment, conspiracy, lies, inducements... Everywhere.

Anyone can be a murderer, and he only believes in himself now.

"I want to re-examine the scene of the crime, Mr. Zhang, it's better for you to stay in the lobby first."

When the words fell, Ning Qing raised his legs and walked towards the room where Zhang Jiaming was being held, but Lin Yu's next sentence made him pause in place.

"Anyone is suspicious? And what are you trying to do in such a hurry to get out of our sight? ”

The anger on Lin Yu's face had disappeared, and he grabbed a handful of dust from the floor and let it drain from his hands, his tone was calm, as if he was asking an irrelevant question.

"When Zhang Jiaming was killed, Chu Xiaohe was always guarding my door; When Feng Hou and his wife were killed, I stood at the gate, in the sight of all of you! ”

Then, Ning Qing's voice changed, he looked straight ahead, and suddenly glanced down at the other party slightly: "I haven't asked you yet, why didn't you come up to stand up to the gate at the first time, and what were you doing at that time?" ”

"Busy killing?"

After the words fell, without waiting for the other party to answer, he had already withdrawn from the lobby.

For him, the answers he hears from his ears now don't matter, because the murderer can get away with countless lies for himself.

True or false, he only believes in the truth found in obscure clues.