How was the playbook written
When Ji Yunshu asked this question, Song Zhi was stunned for a moment.
Seems to be a little irrational about this issue.
Song Zhi said: "Naturally it was written with a pen."
Heaven!
This is a straight man, no doubt about it.
A few black lines appeared on Ji Yunshu's forehead and said, "I mean, where did the story in this playbook come from."
"Oh, you're asking this! Of course, I came up with this story."
"Such a coincidence?"
"I know what the son means, is he suspicious of Song?"
"Just ask."
Song Zhi sighed: "There are many coincidences in this world. Besides, I didn't know Wang Jun or Zhao Zhuanger at all before I wrote the playbook, let alone know their stories. It was an accidental coincidence."
If Song Zhi really doesn't know Wang Jun, then this story has nothing to do with Wang Jun.
But is it a coincidence
Could that be too coincidental
And how come all the coincidences were hit by you Song Zhi alone
Ji Yunshu thought for a moment, then told him solemnly: "Master Song, if you know something, you must tell me, and you should also exonerate yourself." Song Zhi said seriously: "Master, Song has never lied. It is true that the playbook has nothing to do with Wang Jun, and I am not the murderer who killed him. At this moment, I am also confused! Why did I write that the bones were buried under the loess, and the murderer really buried Wang Jun's bones there. Misunderstanding, sitting on this injustice
prison. "
Very innocent.
"Then... Where did you get the inspiration for "Ghost Girl Burial Man"?"
"It seems that the young master still doesn't believe me." Song Zhi was sad.
Ji Yunshu said with him, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the case is complicated. If you don't make it clear, how can I help you?" "That's right, that's right..." Song Zhi took two steps back and lowered his eyes with emotion, "No. Concealing the son, Song has been writing the playbook for five years, and he has always been like knees in the algae pool. , I wrote it for the last time, and locked myself in the house for several days, trying to come up with a good story, but I had no idea! Until one night, I opened the window and looked at a house with a light on in the distance. Unconsciously, a vague story popped up in my mind, and after pondering it carefully, this is the ""
Ghost Mother Burial Husband". I originally went to the class leader with the last hope, but I never thought that this drama was finally picked up by the class leader Tao. "
Inspiration is such a hard thing to say!
Often, if you want to break your head, no bud will emerge, but as soon as you go out and blow a gust of wind, inspiration will blossom and bear fruit in your mind like a spring.
Ji Yunshu looked at Song Zhi's bitter and gentle appearance, and didn't want to lie.
Maybe he really has nothing to do with this!
It's just that the murderer just took advantage of the 'Ghost Lady Burying the Husband' in the play to commit murder.
It just so happened that Song Zhi was implicated.
Ji Yunshu pondered for a while, then asked: "Then can you repeat the process of Wang Jun's finding you?" Song Zhi nodded, sighed, and began to recall: "I came home that night, and just after my forefoot entered, Wang Jun He knocked on the door and said that he had something important to talk to me about, so I invited him in. He complimented me on how well my playbook was written. Similar to his experience, of course he didn't tell me about him and Zhao Zhuanger and the hookah. After talking about the small meeting, he talked about the business, he said that he was worried that the younger generation would crowd up and rob him. So I hope that my next playbook will be based on him, and I will wait for him to make some more money before retiring. Naturally, I will not agree. Someone else wrote it? Later, he forced the burden on me. Before I refused, he left. I chased him for a while with the burden, but I really couldn't catch up!
Watching him walk away and disappear into the night, I turned back home and waited for the next day to return the clothes to him. "
In the end, it is written, and it is reasonable to speak.
Clearly!
Ji Yunshu: "What about the next day?"
Song Zhi: "I went to the theatre the next day."
"Details." "Oh." Song Zhi began to think hard again, "The other day when I arrived at the opera house, I was stopped by a big brother wearing a harlequin makeup. He said that Wang Jun was gone, and the horns might have to be replaced at night. I didn't say anything to him. He left first if he had something to do. He just said let me walk around in the background. I walked a few times in the background, no one noticed me, and I was busy with my own business. It just so happened that I saw someone bringing in the loess to be used at night, and I asked a few words at that time. They said that the last scene "Ghost Burial" used fake clay, but for the sake of truth, Ban
The Lord intends to use real mud, but I have never even touched that mud, let alone buried bones in it. "
"Then?"
"After that, I went to Wang Jun's dressing room. Originally, I put the bag under the table, but I was worried that Wang Jun would not be able to see it, so I put it on the table, and then left without staying any longer."
"Any witnesses?"
"No!" Song Zhi sighed.
Ji Yunshu recalled his words in his mind, hoping to come up with the details of what excuse Song Zhi!
Song Zhi's gentle and tired eyes stared at her, feeling that the little boy in front of him was really good-looking.
White and clean, with elegant demeanor, and gentleness and gentleness when speaking.
Where does it look like a man!
Anyone would believe her if she was a woman.
But if it's a woman, why wear men's clothes? Isn't it strange
This is not to blame for Song Zhi's thinking, after all, straight men cancer is like this.
He suddenly realized that the eyes he put on Ji Yunshu were a little weird, so he quickly retracted his eyes "guilty of being a thief".
Ji Yunshu thought about it, but did not find anything unusual in Song Zhi's words, so he sighed: "Now what is certain is that the murderer had a grudge with Wang Jun and Zhao Zhuanger, so he killed Wang Jun. After you, Zhao Zhuanger's skeleton was dug up again."
Song Zhi answered: "I have no enmity with him! I don't even know each other!"
"If you didn't lie, the murderer was not you."
"Although I am poor and my temperament has become lighter, I never lie, and what I say is absolutely true." Ji Yunshu: "I believe you are useless, even if the reason for Wang Jun to find you can be explained, But that baggage has not been found yet. Mr. Zhuo concluded that the skeleton was in your baggage at that time. Although the identity of the murderer has been narrowed down, you are still a suspect.
, Lord Zhuo will not let you go. But don't worry, before this case is clear, Mr. Zhuo will not kill you, you can stay in prison with peace of mind. "That's good!