When Gu Liang came out of the interrogation room, he found that his son Bai was staring at him for a moment, looking quite nervous.
Gu Liang withdrew his gaze, and sat back in his seat with a blank expression.
Seeing that he was silent, Bai Zi couldn't help asking: "You guys have been talking for so long, did you find anything? Who is the murderer?"
"It's enough for everyone to have a judgment in their hearts. I don't affect other people." Gu Liang said this, closing his eyes, as if he had nothing to do with himself.
Bai Zi clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his arms popped out.
But he had no time to press Gu Liang, he could only keep thinking about whether he had any flaws in what he did today.
He wondered how he should answer if the detective asked him some questions later.
But to Bai's son's surprise, Yang Ye called Maid Liu and Brother Bai in, but he didn't call himself.
Son Bai became more and more nervous. Seeing the two of them coming out one after another, he thought to himself—it's me next, right
But still not, Yang Ye quickly walked out of the interrogation room and sat down in his seat silently. He didn't say a word, just took out his notebook and recorded something.
The discussion room suddenly fell into silence, only the sound of breathing, and the rustle of Yang Ye writing with a pen.
Bai Zi couldn't sit still anymore, so he took the initiative to ask Yang Ye: "What do you mean? Detective, don't you need to have a one-on-one with me?"
Yang Ye glanced at him, smiled and said, "No need. Your timeline is very simple. At noon, there was a white moonlight, and Boss Bai didn't eat. We all know that. So I don't have any questions to ask you alone."
"Really... Really? Are you sure that the murderer is Brother Bai?" Son Bai forced himself to maintain his composure, but his hands were shaking a little.
This time, even Yang Ye didn't answer him.
— No, no, Yang Ye is lying. What does it mean that your own timeline is very simple? If the simplicity of the timeline ruled out the killer, so could others. Everyone's timeline is obviously not complicated.
Why? Why didn't they just call themselves
Are they doubting themselves? !
Bai Zi swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and shifted his gaze from Yang Ye to Gu Liang. "You chatted with him the longest. Maid Liu and Brother Bai came out not long after entering. Can you tell me why? What did you talk about?"
"You let the detective come to a certain conclusion, didn't you? The two people behind were just told the result."
"Why don't you communicate with me alone? Why do you exclude me alone?"
Gu Liang opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, and finally looked at Son Bai.
He was silent for a moment, and then said: "There is still an hour before the vote. If you have anything to say, of course you can talk to them. The system does not stipulate that only detectives can enter the interrogation room."
"You mean, I don't need to talk to you, and I don't need to talk to the detective?" Bai Zi asked.
—You think I'm the murderer
Gu Liang: "Personally, I don't want to say anything more. As for whether other people are willing to talk to you, I don't know."
Son Bai's heart sank completely.
He recalled many details, and suddenly felt that Gu Liang had disliked him since the morning.
Every time he looked at his eyes, he was reserved.
The detective originally believed in himself, but it must be because of what Gu Liang said that he turned to doubt himself.
Son Bai has been uneasy all day, especially when he was waiting for their one-on-one communication just now.
Until now, he was basically sure that they had decided to vote for themselves.
At this time, he couldn't care about anything.
"Okay...very good...it's you...it really is you...you killed me. I'm not the real murderer! The real murderer is you! You fooled the detective, and then fooled everyone into voting for me, right?! Why did you kill me!"
After Bai Zi finished speaking, he rushed to Gu Liang.
Gu Liang glanced sideways casually, and a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.
—A dagger appeared in Bai Zi's hand.
Bai Zi stabbed the dagger at Gu Liang's chest. "Die together... everyone die together! Kill you! No one will vote for me! Yes, I will kill you all!"
Gu Liang frowned lightly and didn't move.
The moment the dagger was close at hand, Gu Liang was suddenly pushed away forcefully.
Gu Liang fell sideways on the ground, looked up and found that it was Yang Ye.
Yang Ye only had time to push Gu Liang away, and didn't care about other actions.
He raised his arm and endured the stabbing dagger.
Immediately, blood flowed profusely.
A drop of blood fell from Yang Ye's arm into Gu Liang's eyes, and his pupils were filled with blood mist.
Gu Liang wiped his eyes vigorously, and through the hazy blood, he saw Yang Ye lift his foot and kicked Son Bai in the chest.
Bai Zi bounced up, struggled to bounce up from the ground, and at the same time continued to stab Yang Ye with his dagger.
As soon as his waist left the ground, Yang Ye kicked his waist in time, and he immediately fell back to the original place.
Yang Ye stepped on his wrist again, and the pain caused him to cry out on the spot. As soon as his wrist hurt, the dagger immediately dropped from his hand.
Yang Ye took the opportunity to kick the dagger away, then squatted down and sat astride him, with his elbows on his neck, completely imprisoning him so that he could never strike anyone again.
At this moment, Gu Liang remembered that there were ropes and handcuffs in the interrogation room, so he went to the interrogation room.
After a while, Gu Liang walked up to Yang Ye and handed him the rope.
Yang Ye took the rope, picked up Son Bai and tied him to the chair, exhaled slightly, and looked back at Gu Liang.
There was some sweat on Gu Liang's forehead, and the hair around his ears fell down, making his whole person look less sharp.
Yang Ye's tone was quite severe. "If someone stabs you with a knife, you won't hide?"
When Gu Liang was rarely criticized like this, he froze for a moment.
He really wanted to refute, but seeing that Yang Ye's arm was still bleeding, he didn't say anything after all.
He remembered that there was a scarf in his windbreaker pocket, and immediately took it out, preparing to use it as a bandage for Yang Ye. "Stop your bleeding first. After voting in a while, see if there is any way to treat your injury."
"Come on, untie your sleeves and raise your hands." Gu Liang walked up to him and said.
Seeing me bleeding, he seemed very anxious, as if he really cared about me.
Yang Ye turned around and saw that the scarf was actually pink.
Yang Ye raised his eyebrows. "Is this your scarf?"
Gu Liang urged him to take off his suit jacket, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and tied the scarf around his wound. "Do you have any question?"
"You use pink?" Yang Ye asked.
Gu Liang glanced at him lightly. "What do you want to say?"
Yang Ye: "This women's scarf?"