The guard showed a hostile look, half impatient and half mocking: "Then do you know who the murderer is?"
Jian Jing was calm and said slowly, "I just mentioned the first necessary condition for a murderer. Now let me talk about the second important condition - the murderer must make sure that he will not alert the other person in the room when he kills. After all, most people will not leave a witness around when they are planning to kill someone."
Jiang Baiyan raised his hand again after putting it down: "Why can't it be a murder in the heat of the moment? He just got carried away and didn't think too much about it?"
Good question.
"We can't rule out this possibility, but it's possible." She said, "A murder in passion usually occurs when a conflict occurs with the deceased, and the more you think about it, the angrier you get, and you can't help but kill. Director Li had the biggest conflict with Qu Jie before, but he didn't know that the haunting was man-made."
Director Li nodded repeatedly.
"Plus, the murderer used the mechanism very skillfully. It's a bit far-fetched to say that he had a sudden inspiration. So I tend to think that he came prepared and had a plan in place."
She explained slowly: "But this is strange, how did the murderer know the status of Qu Jie and the girl?"
The producer changed his stance uneasily, put his hands on his waist, and spoke first: "You're not going to say it was me again? Why should I kill him?"
"In fact, the motive for murder can only identify the suspect, but it is not that important at the time." Jian Jing shrugged and continued at her own pace, "There are two possibilities: the murderer is very clear about the situation of Qu Jie and the other two, knowing that they can't wake up, or the murderer uses some means to ensure that they will not wake up."
She said: "I checked many things at the crime scene and did not find any narcotic vapor or problematic drinks. This confused me for a while, but later I figured it out. Maybe the answer is very simple - the murderer has been in Qu Jie's room."
Miss Bei's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "What do you mean?"
"The murderer entered the room before Qu Jie came and witnessed his condition, so he boldly carried out the murder in the presence of a third person." Jian Jing's eyes fell on the director of the stage management, "The only person who could do this and knew the truth about the haunting was one person - the stage manager who arrived at the hotel at 11:10."
The stage manager was silent.
"You readily admitted the scheme to me. You were probably afraid that I would find your footprints or fingerprints when you climbed through the window, so you wanted to cover it up. It just so happens that you and others planned the haunting together, so your suspicion is reduced.
"However, you did not expect Qu Jie to bring people here today. This should have changed the plan, but you found that the girl had completely lost consciousness and would not hinder your actions, so you still decided to take action..."
She spoke slowly, then changed the subject and continued, "It would be better to tell the truth. You originally only intended to scare Qu Jie, but when you saw the beastly act at the crime scene, you could no longer tolerate it, and finally decided to get rid of the evil for me?"
"No," said the stage manager, "I'm not as noble as you think."
He took two steps forward and exhaled deeply. "When I heard about the ghost story here and proposed to scare him, I had already thought of the whole plan. If I must say there was any accident, it's that I didn't expect that a fake handprint made by a plasma bag would make me call you here for nothing."
Jiang Baiyan looked surprised, as if he didn't recognize it as prop plasma at all.
However, his acting was so fake that Jian Jing didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
"I was actually afraid that you would find out." The production manager admitted, "but after thinking it over, I couldn't bear to give up, so I had to seize the moment and do it immediately. But I didn't expect that I was not the only one who wanted to kill him.
Jian Jing showed no surprise on her face, and asked solemnly, "What is it?"
The production manager said, "You should ask Producer Wang what he put in Qu Jie's cup."
The producer was suddenly involved and panicked for a moment: "What are you making up?"
"I admitted to the murder, so why would I wrongly accuse you?" The theatre director said coldly, "Okay, I'll repeat your conversation to you."
He imitated it vividly.
"Will the person wake up?" - Producer Wang's voice.
"No, I poured half a bottle, enough for her to sleep until tomorrow morning." - Qu Jie replied.
"She vomited." - Producer Wang was still a little worried.
"It's okay, Brother Wang, you don't believe me? Even if she wakes up, she won't be able to tell the difference." - Qu Jie's drunken tone.
The producer's face turned pale.
Director of the Theatre Management: "After you finished, you handed Qu Jie a glass of water while he was taking off his clothes. He drank it and almost fell asleep. I didn't take it seriously at first and just called you a beast. Who knew you would wash the cup, dry it and put it in the cabinet? I started to get suspicious. Lao Wang, what did you put there?"
The producer insisted: "Nothing is wrong, stop dragging others into this."
"It doesn't matter if he doesn't admit it. The body will speak for itself." Jian Jing added, "Oh, by the way, if you think that you won't find any drug residue after leaving it for a day, then you're too naive. When I do autopsies, I usually draw a tube of blood and keep it in the refrigerator."
This was like a punch on the head, making the producer see stars.
Director Li really couldn't understand: "Old Wei, why did you want to kill him? Qu Jie has a bad temper, but we are only working together on one play. If you really don't want to work with him, just tell me earlier and I will terminate the contract. Killing people..."
He paused, "Why do you have to kill someone?"
The theater director said nothing, only saying, "Call the police. You can go back to work tomorrow."
"No." Director Li held his hand and said anxiously, "Are you taking the blame for someone else? I really can't think of any reason for you to kill someone. Lao Wei, we have known each other for so long, don't I know your character?"
He rarely took a tough stance: "Teacher Jian, you can't wrongly accuse anyone."
"Old Li." The stage manager breathed and said helplessly, "It's okay, I don't regret it."
He looked at the producer and said, "I guessed that even if I didn't do it, he would still die. But I was afraid that I might be wrong and he wouldn't die. So I took action anyway. I wanted to kill that bastard with my own hands."
The producer was sweating profusely, his brain was in a knot, and he could only repeat the same words: "Don't talk nonsense."
The theater director said calmly, "I'm not so selfless as to admit to murder in order to expose you. But even if I catch you, I won't help you hide it."
The producers faltered.
Jian Jing didn't even look at him and took out her cell phone to call the police.
This was a rare occasion, and she would rather have the accomplice go to jail than the real murderer.
With the testimony of the production manager, the bath towel that Jian Jing had left behind and traces of the scene, the evidence was sufficient to prosecute the producer for rape.
However, even though a female police officer and a female prosecutor were chosen to handle the case, Shaomai still collapsed after learning the truth.
She refused to believe what they said and refused to admit that Qu Jie had done such a thing.
"Impossible, you are lying!" Shao Mai reacted strongly, "Jie is very good to me, he gave me gifts and remembered my birthday, you are lying! I don't believe it, you are all lying to me!"
She was extremely stubborn: "Did you take money to slander Jie? He is a star, how could he lie to me? It must be... you... who lied to me..." At the end, she couldn't help crying, her tone full of helplessness and panic.
The policemen on the other side did not blame her because they knew that the girl did not really disbelieve it but was just afraid.
She couldn't face what was happening to her.
She felt fear, panic, and horror.
She struggled.
"Please." Shaomai's eyes and nose were red, and his voice was trembling, "Tell me this is not true, you are lying to me, please..."
Everyone present looked at each other and remained silent with difficulty.
Shaomai completely collapsed, covering his face and crying loudly: "No... Why... Why me? What did I do wrong?"
"You..." Before the policewoman finished her words, she heard a superimposed tone.
"You did nothing wrong!" the man answered in a strong and resounding voice.
Shaomai raised his head and looked at the man in surprise and confusion: "You are..."
The man didn't answer and just kept talking to himself, "My daughter is just like you. She did nothing wrong. She just met a scumbag and was deceived by him. She thought it was her fault and committed suicide without knowing why. You were not wrong either. The one who was wrong was that bastard Qu Jie. He is already dead! I killed him myself."
Shaomai was frightened by the cruelty in his words and forgot to speak for a moment.
"I know that many people want him dead. He didn't do his job well. If word gets out, they will investigate him sooner or later. By then, jail time would be considered a light punishment. Maybe they will ask him to shut up forever."
The stage manager's gaze passed through Shaomai and fell on the heartbreaking scene half a year ago - his daughter was locked up in a house and refused to go out. Her mother called her but she didn't respond. When he pried open the door, he found that she had fallen from the balcony, just like a butterfly with its wings torn off.
Falling, shattering, bloody.
What did she do wrong
She was just a young girl who got her idol's WeChat account through her biological father. She originally just wanted to say a few words to her idol, but she didn't expect that he was unexpectedly kind and kept chatting with her.
However, the shining idol showed his bloody fangs and devoured her life.
The stage manager's eyes were filled with the pleasure of revenge: "I would rather kill him with my own hands and break his neck. Just like that, I feel so angry—"
He knocked on his hard chest and yelled nervously: "I need to calm down and see my daughter!"
Shaomai moved his lips and looked at him blankly: "You, you killed Jie..."
"He deserves to die." The production manager told her, "He did something wrong. It has nothing to do with you."
Tears welled up in Shaomai's eyes. "I don't know." She murmured, "Why me? What should I do? What should I do???"
The policewoman put her arm around her shoulders and handed her a tissue.
Shaomai leaned on her shoulder and cried loudly.
"It's time to go." The escorting policeman grabbed the theater manager's arm and said in a gentle tone, "You shouldn't have had contact with the witness. Let's forget about it this time, but it won't happen again."
The drama director set his jaw, turned away expressionlessly.
Sisters who solve crimes.
Jian Jing is unhappy: [Have you found out?]
Liang Yi wanted to curse: [As expected, it is a common drug. It has frequently appeared in rape cases in the past two years. It is colorless and odorless. It takes effect quickly when mixed with alcohol. It causes coma for six to eight hours, damages nerves, and causes amnesia. Many people who report the crime are unable to understand the original circumstances of the crime.]
Yanan wants to sue: [I have handled similar cases. Once this drug is taken in excess, it is easy to cause the victim’s death]
Jian Jing is unhappy: [From this perspective, the producer really wants to kill Qu Jie]
Liang Yi wanted to curse: [I read the confession, but I didn’t reveal the motive]
Yanan wants to sue: [Exterminate]
Jian Jing is unhappy: [Qu Jie must have something in his hand]
Since he was able to blackmail Miss Bei, it proved that he was such a bad person. It was very likely that he secretly kept some evidence of some important person, and ended up killing her when the blackmail failed.
Liang Yi wanted to curse: [The rape charge should be fine, right?]
Yanan wants to sue: [The chain of evidence is complete, the physical evidence provided by Teacher Jian is very important, three years or more]
Jian Jing was unhappy: [It’s a pity that we couldn’t find all the people. I dare say this is not an isolated case]
Liang Yi wanted to curse: [Catch anyone I see]
Yanan wants to sue: [Sentence one for each person caught]
Jian Jing is unhappy: [I’ll kill anyone I meet]
Liang Yi wanted to curse: [You are (piao) cruel (liang)]
Yanan wants to sue: [Law (zhe) is supreme (ke)]