When everyone heard this, they all looked at the window, and suddenly laughed, because it was obviously impossible. The window was too narrow for half of the body to get in, let alone the whole person.
"It's the door?" The girl pointed to the door again: "Could it be that a thief sneaked in from the door, killed the old lady, and then slipped out?"
Everyone looked at the door and saw that the door was inserted from the inside. Judging from Zhang Yue opening the door when he entered just now, it is obvious that it is impossible for a thief to sneak in. If Zhang Yue is not inside. Open the door, people outside can't get in anyway!
and so…
"So when the old lady died, only you were there, right?" The manager looked at Zhang Yue gloomily.
Zhang Yue snorted and glanced back at the old lady. He saw an obvious blood hole on the forehead of the old lady. There was not much blood around it, only a little bit. At this time, he closed his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he was doing something. Don't assassinate during your dreams.
and so…
"I don't know." Zhang Yue didn't bother to hide it at this time. He took out his mobile phone and took a look. Seeing that there was no news from the captain, he would go up the mountain soon. The only way to do this now is to protect the scene first, and so on. The captain comes up to deal with it, but... By the way, what if you reveal your identity and scare the murderer away
Zhang Yue thought about this, glanced at the crowd, and saw the manager standing there, looking at him gloomily. He couldn't see his face under his beard, but it was enough to see his hostility. Zhang Yue's eyes rolled and shrugged. Shrugged and said: "Well, you think so, I have no idea, even if I kill people, but you have to call the police, right? You go to the police."
"Did you admit it?" The young girl confessed directly when she saw Zhang Yue. She seemed a little surprised. She stepped back and said: "Don't tell me, you are really a murderer, you are such a charming girl, why are you so perverted? , Not only killing people, but also breaking other people’s hands and feet?” The old lady who said, pointing at the sex: “Are you a demon reborn? Not only do you kill couples, but you also kill old ladies? What is your hatred with her?”
In order to stabilize them, Zhang Yue was inconvenient to say more, but said coldly: "Whatever you say."
"That's right, how do you know this old lady, we usually see her, she doesn't talk to us, how did you know each other, and how did you run into her room to sleep?" the middle-aged man said , His tone was full of suspicion, and he said: "By the way, we haven't had a birthday since you came here."
"That's true, since she came, three people have died." The others nodded.
"Broom Star."
"Yes, Broomstar."
Zhang Yue gritted his teeth when he heard this, but after thinking about it, in order to avoid being frightened by the grass, he could only bear it temporarily. When the captain came, they would look good, so she raised her eyebrows and said: "The old lady said she was lonely and lonely, so Let me stay with her, won’t it? Are you in charge?"
"Yes, the old lady is lonely and lonely. If you want to accompany you, then you kindly kill her, right?" the young girl said angrily.
"Nor." Zhang Yue saw the anger of the crowd and waved his hand: "No, no, I didn't kill her."
"I didn't kill her, how did she die?" The middle-aged man pointed to the window and said: "The window cannot be crawled in, the door cannot be entered, there is nothing Tibetan around here, so... How did she die? Don't tell me, she Did he say he killed himself in the middle of the night?"
Everyone sneered at the words, watching Zhang Yue's expression getting worse.
"I don't know." Zhang Yue saw that everyone changed his face, and he was about to gang fights. The heart-hearted man would not suffer the immediate loss, or would... just reveal his identity
But what if the murderer ran away if he revealed his identity? So... what should I do
She looked around in embarrassment, and suddenly she had a livelihood, pointing to the window and saying, "You think it's impossible for people to climb in, right?"
"Yes." Everyone nodded.
Zhang Yue snorted, walked to the window and stared at the window. Sure enough, there were some slight scratches on the window, but they were very subtle and ordinary people could not see it. She looked for a while, then turned around and walked to the old lady's roots. , Looked down at the old lady, there was a black blood hole in the middle of the old lady's forehead, like an irregular purple red circle on makeup, but...
Zhang Yue took out the wet wipes from her pocket and wiped them gently on the old lady’s forehead. Slowly, the real blood stains on the old lady’s forehead appeared. It turned out that the old lady’s blood holes were fake, and they were all stained with blood. Yes, there is only one real wound. It is a two-inch square gap. It is very deep but not big. So a blood clot mark was formed on the forehead, and an oval piece was printed on the forehead.
Seeing the gap, Zhang Yue's heart brightened, stood up, walked to the window, stared at the window wall and the window sill, and finally pulled a chair, stood on it, and looked up at the trace on the window sill. , I knew it.
"What the hell are you doing?" Seeing Zhang Yue walking around, the manager became impatient.
"I dare to prove that people didn't kill." Zhang Yue squeezed a smile at the corner of his mouth, snorted, and said, holding his chest: "Look at this, all of you." He said, pointing to the young girl and said: "Come here and ask Tell all the traces."
Seeing Zhang Yue's behavior, the young girl was also curious, walked over and stood up and stared at it.
"Please tell me about all the traces of the window sill." Zhang Yue said.
"Oh..." the young girl hesitated, looked down, and said: "There are not many traces on this window sill. It feels... as if something has been swept across, but half of it has been wiped off. In short, no Too clear." After that, the young girl turned her head and shrugged: "Miss reporter, what do you want to mark? Just say it."
Zhang Yue shook his head and said to the middle-aged man again; "Come on, go and see the wound of that old lady, and tell me the truth."
The middle-aged man seemed unwilling to be directed by her, frowning and said: "Why do you direct me?"
"Because you framed me." Zhang Yue rolled his eyes.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man snorted, walked straight to the old lady, helped his glasses, and looked down carefully. He saw that the wound was a very deep gap, long and thin, as if it had been pierced by something. Yes, frowned and said: "What stabbed this into it, right? There was no black hole on the forehead just now, but purple blood."
"Yes, you are right." Zhang Yue slapped his hand, pointed at the young girl, and pointed at the middle-aged man. "Look, these two people accused me of suspicion of murder. Now, I Let’s talk about the evidence that I didn’t kill her, that is... Although this window cannot enter people, someone can shoot in through the window and kill the old lady directly."
"Wow—"
The crowd was in an uproar.
"what do you say?"
"Yes, yes. Why do you say that."
"Archery." Zhang Yue shrugged and said, "Someone shot the old lady through the window with a poisonous arrow, you understand?"
"It turns out so, no wonder there are traces on the windowsill." The young girl suddenly realized and jumped out of the chair: "Now I know what happened. I'm sorry, I wronged you, Miss reporter."
Zhang Yue smiled triumphantly and looked at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man moved his lips and said nothing, but he listened to the manager and shouted: "You don’t pretend to be a fool. This is just a guess, that is, maybe someone shoots arrows from the window. , Shot people to death, but... If it wasn't for someone shooting an arrow, but you deliberately killed the old lady with the bayonet, and then someone pretended to shoot an arrow?"
"Weng—"
Everyone was in an uproar again.
"Right."
"Yes, that is, this guess is also correct."
"This woman is very suspicious. There is already a couple dead next to her. At this time, she is with the old lady, and the old lady is dead again. Basically, who died in the water, right?"
"Yes, that is, even with all kinds of sophistry, this terrible fact can't be escaped."
"Good, good."
Seeing that the anger was hard to commit, Zhang Yue had to raise his hands and said, "Well, well, this way, since you think I am the murderer, then I will admit it for the time being."
"You are a witch!" An old lady next to her stared and said: "You are the broom star, you are unlucky for anyone."
"Even if, that is, it is not a murderer, but also a broom star, who is unlucky for anyone."
Zhang Yue couldn’t help but sneered when he heard this. Soon you will know who I am. The captain will bring people here. I will interrogate them one by one. She shrugged and said, "Whatever, do you have the ability to catch me?"
When everyone saw her like this, they became more and more angry, and looked at the manager and said, "Manager, what do you think?"
The manager glared at Zhang Yue gloomily and said, "Lock her up first."