Chapter 211: Fatal Limit (1)
"Oh, you mean you didn't know he was drawing you?" Lei Qiang tilted his head and looked at Zhang Huiyuan from the side and asked.
Zhang Huiyuan's expression shrank for a moment, and then said firmly: "I don't know, I really don't know!" He can paint whatever he wants, can I still not let others do it? Besides, no one says you have to have a model to draw it! ”
Zi Shumo touched his neck, stared at the tabletop, lightly drew a circle on the table with one finger, and said with a wicked smile: "Tsk, did anyone say that the painting was drawn according to a real model?" Even if it is, being a model is not something that can't be said, right? What's more, there have already been deaths. Could it be that you are afraid that you will be involved, so you deliberately conceal it? ”
Zhang Huiyuan's expression tightened, her lips pursed, and her face was red and white for a while.
Mao Youxian glanced at Zhang Huiyuan, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Before, Brother Hao told me that there was a new product recently, and he said that it was a biscuit. I thought he was joking, but I didn't expect it to be you. ”
Zhang Huiyuan's body trembled, and her originally gentle face showed a look of disgust, and even her eyes were about to burst into flames. She clenched her fists, but she still couldn't contain her emotions.
After a while, Zhang Huiyuan said in a trembling but hateful tone:
"Neither of them is human! It's the devil! Just let them die, it's really cheap for them!
Biscuits, she stepped on two boats, in order to appease Lu Hao's dissatisfaction, she tricked me into Lu Hao's studio, drugged me, and gave me to her boyfriend as a gift!
She thought I wouldn't find out, and continued to pretend to be my best friend! And Lu Hao is even more scum! He really likes me, but he can't do without cookies, right, la, la! Two neuropaths! Lunatic!
I hate them to death! I feel cheap to die like this!
But, I swear, I didn't kill them! I would love to do that, but I didn't! ”
There is probably no shortage of crazy people in this world, let alone crazy things. Even so, what Zhang Huiyuan said still makes people feel a little unbelievable, it should be said, I don't know which part to believe.
Is there really such an incredible thing, or is it really not Zhang Huiyuan who killed the two of them?
Emotionally, Zhang Huiyuan sobbed and sat down on the chair, Angela groaned slightly, and immediately moved to her side and hugged her and comforted her softly.
For a while, the table seemed to be shrouded in low air pressure, and it was like a confined space, and the oxygen was pumped away little by little, making it difficult to breathe and quite uncomfortable.
Zi Shumo kept frowning, patting his neck lightly and not speaking.
After a long while, Zi Shumo stood up slowly, walked around the table with leisurely steps, and said:
"If you think about it carefully, there are a few very important clues in the middle of the whole thing, I don't know if you have noticed.
First, the scene of the crime - Lu Hao's studio in a remote location. Liu Ying said that she lost her keys two days ago. And the murderer can go in and out of the studio as he wants, which means that the murderer stole Liu Ying's key, or the murderer is a person who already has the key.
Second, mobile phone information. A message sent to Han Yang, in which Han Yang is called a 'little sheep', and a message sent to Liu Ying is a picture of a fan pendant, which was lost by Liu Ying a few days ago.
Third, the scars on Liu Ying's neck have plaster in them.
Fourth, Lu Hao's body was hidden in the sculpture.
Linking many suspicious points together, I believe you can already guess who the murderer is, right? ”
Zi Shumo paced slowly, walked to Mao Youxian's side and stopped, and then turned his head to look at Shi Lei.
"Shi Lei, are you going to say it yourself, or will I tell me what I think?"
Shi Lei's small body was shocked, and he looked quite dodgy under the direct gaze of everyone, but after a moment of panic, he immediately returned to his usual pitiful appearance:
"Zishu, don't make such jokes, okay? I, I, how could I? Why should I kill them? ”
"That's a question you really should answer." The corners of Zishumo's mouth grinned to the side, his cold eyes did not have a trace of temperature, with a huge sense of oppression, looking at Shi Lei and unable to raise his head.
"Hmph, why don't I tell you a story. There is a little stonemason on the new campus of Guangyao University, who is inferior by nature, but full of yearning for beautiful things. When one day, he accidentally came into contact with the school's department flower, a small Internet celebrity, and he couldn't help but fall into it.
This little influencer is very kind to everyone, especially the guys. Of course, she may just treat everything as a toy, and naturally this little stonemason is one of them. But the little stonemason didn't care, because it was good to be favored by his own girls, even if it was used as a toy.
Then, one day, the little stonemason saw that his goddess had an argument with the male ticket, and decided to stand up for his goddess. So, he killed the man at night and hid him in the sculpture.
Then, without doing anything, he killed another rival in love as well. After clearing all obstacles, it is natural to get to the point and confess to your goddess.
It's a pity that the goddess didn't accept it at all, so this little stonemason with low self-esteem moved to kill again.
I don't know if I'm right? ”
The corners of Zishumo's mouth grinned to the side, and he looked at Shi Lei with a sneer.
Shi Lei shuddered and shouted: "You, you, you are talking nonsense!" Why do you say it's me!? ”
"Ah, didn't I just say that? There are so many doubts, and the person who meets all the doubts is you. Why you? Well, first, you have the key, you can enter and leave the studio freely, and you don't need to steal Liu Ying's key at all. I believe that Liu Ying's key is either really lost, or it is a prank by some people. Speaking of this, Zishumo glanced at Zhang Huiyuan.
Zhang Huiyuan shrank and did not squeak.
Zi Shumo chuckled and turned his head and continued:
"Second, the first time we met you, that is, after Lu Hao and Han Yang died, but you said at the time that Lu Hao sent you a message and asked you to send materials.
Third, although you are short in stature, you still have the strength to move these stones every day. What's more, you also have a small cart, and transporting a corpse or two is a breeze.
Moreover, you have a good relationship with Lu Hao, and you often learn and communicate, so sculpture is not difficult for you. At the same time, most of the murder weapons that killed Liu Ying were carving tools.
Fourth, as I just said, the fan pendant. Not surprisingly, the fan pendant is on you, or somewhere in your house.
Fifth, you are very familiar with Liu Ying and others, so it is normal to know that Liu Ying calls Han Yang 'little sheep'.
So, all of the above add up, do you still want to deny it? Oh, and alternatively, we can also test your cart for blood stains. ”
(End of chapter)