Chapter 713 One-on-One: A Long Story of Modesty (Part 1)

【Why? Didn’t you ask this during the one-on-one meeting just now? 】

[←That’s why I said “confirm again”. At that time, Qin 61 was still playing the role of Qin Genius. Who knows if he kept anything anymore]

【Oh oh oh】

"My answer remains the same: I saw Professor Xiao, but he is already dead." Qin Feng answered easily.

"What?"

Wang Rou raised her eyes in surprise, "You mean he was already dead at 3:28?"

"No, MiKi was still on his way out to change the trash box at 3:28. I didn't see Professor Xiao until he returned to the office at 30 minutes. By then he was already dead."

Qin Feng explained to her quite seriously.

[But the previous log note clearly stated that the 32-minute MiKi system was invaded? Did I remember it wrong? 】

[Qin 61 is this still hiding something?]

[No, according to Qin, he is a super-advanced brain. He may have invaded MiKi silently, so there is no trace. After all, didn’t the 32 points directly cause MiKi to explode? Could he be thinking "Anyway?" It doesn’t matter if everything is gone”? 】

[Help, I fainted]

[I think what I said before makes sense]

Qin Feng added: "That's why I said that the most likely person to commit the crime is Senior Qian."

"Rourou left the office at 1:15 pm, which was too early, and the only person who was sure to come to the office between 3 pm and 3:30 pm was Qian."

Qin Feng said and turned his gaze to Ming Qian, who did not show panic on his face, but was obviously thoughtful.

"Wait a minute, Qin Tian, ​​er, Qin 61, I have a question too." Ming Qian asked doubtfully, "Did you see me during the time you invaded the MiKi system?"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "No. I think you had already left by then."

"Why……?"

Ming Qian frowned in confusion.

[I started to feel dangerous. Qin 61 seemed to be using the time difference to set the pace...]

[Should I say it or not, it’s just that Qin’s timeline is fragmented and detailed, so it’s very suspicious]

[But generally speaking, doesn’t it mean that if you say something so detailed, there won’t be any suspicion? What if any small detail is wrong? 】

[emmm, have you forgotten that this is a play within a play? Qin would never do this, but it is hard to say that "Qin Feng Best Actor" is so arrogant and confident in his acting skills...]

[Holy crap, new ideas? ! 】

"What's wrong? Your timelines don't match up?" Luo Han asked.

"Ah, no, I was recalling the time when I came to the office and when I left." Ming Qian scratched his head, "Because I had a conflict with the deceased, and I was so emotional that I didn't pay attention to the time. I'm not sure how long I stayed in the office. Physically, it was almost the same. Half an hour, but specifically..."

"Where's the security guard? Doesn't the security guard know when he left?"

Zhan Xuesong remembered that Luo Han had accurately stated the time of Senior Qian's arrival.

Luo Han shook his head: "The surveillance was aimed at the elevator entrance. I saw Qian (senior) coming, but I don't know what time he left."

"Yes, over there...I mean there's a staircase on the map. I walked there."

Ming Qian pointed to a corner of the set. It was obvious that he was talking about the setting part in the character script.

"What? There are stairs? A secret passage?"

Wang Rou was stunned after hearing this, and the program team also added a special effect of a crow flying around Zhan Xuesong's head.

"There are stairs, not secret passages, just ordinary fire escapes." Qin Feng answered her question, "My dormitory is downstairs from the office, but no one usually takes the stairs."

He squinted his eyes and looked at Ming Qian:

"Why are you taking the stairs?"

Ming Qian spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "Because I am an illegitimate child, and I would not come to my father so openly, so that's why I knew about that staircase."

"But if that's the case, why did you use the elevator when you came?" Lan Jiaqing was confused.

"Because I was so angry, I found that Professor Xiao completely forgot about going back to my hometown with me to worship my mother. At that time, just like Rou (the school beauty), I wanted to question him as quickly as possible."

Mingqian sighed.

"Oh..." Luo Han responded habitually.

"That's not right. You were in a hurry when you came, weren't you also in a hurry when you left? Then why did you think of using the stairs?" Wang Rou frowned delicately.

"Yeah, it's very suspicious. Besides, you were injured at the time, so logically you should be more anxious."

Qin Feng had a good time and was free to talk.

"Oh, Qin 61, wait a minute, you, you, you, don't make a fuss here."

Ming Qian smiled helplessly, and said to Wang Rou, "I was not in a hurry when I left. As I said before, I calmed down after our quarrel and collected the vase fragments, so when I left, I still followed I took the stairs again as before.”

His explanation was very reasonable, and Wang Rou said "Oh". It was indeed that the recording time was too long, and her memory was no longer clear.

Ming Qian said seriously:

"Everyone, please note that our focus in solving the case lies in the murder weapon and the method of committing the crime. Firstly, I didn't have a hairpin, and secondly, I never used the 'three-point medicine'. You can't assume that I'm a serious suspect just because I showed up in the office at this time." …”

"It's okay, it's okay, let's not argue for now, detectives, let's go one-on-one."

Luo Han spoke appropriately again, patted Zhan Xuesong, who was meditating beside him, and greeted Ming Qian, who suddenly became the focus of attention and had a face filled with vicissitudes of life.

"OK, come on."

Zhan Xuesong followed up with this sentence, and walked into the conference room with Mingqian one after the other.

After the two sat down in the main seat and the side seat respectively, they didn't speak for a while.

The reversal of Qin Tiancai being Qin 61 really exceeded everyone's expectations, just like a good urban documentary suddenly turned into a science fiction novel. Zhan Xuesong's thoughts couldn't be adjusted for a while.

Mingqian put his hands on the table, his expression was solemn, and he seemed to be having a fierce ideological struggle in his mind.

"Tell me your timeline again."

Zhan Xuesong said after a while.

"Okay. I came to the office at three o'clock in the afternoon and left at about twenty minutes. Because my hand was injured, I went to the school clinic first. Later, the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt, so I contacted my girlfriend Qing Xuemei and met her at forty-five."

Zhan Xuesong narrowed his eyes: "Your time is very concise."

"Yes, it's really simple." Mingqian spread his hands.

Zhan Xuesong's eyes immediately fell on his hand with wound makeup on. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Mingqian grit his teeth and lean over with his upper body on the table.

"Detective, I think I have to confess something to you after thinking about it." He lowered his voice.

"Oh? What else did you hide?" Zhan Xuesong was refreshed.

"That's it--" Mingqian closed his eyes, and it was obvious that he was under great psychological pressure, "I lied before."

"I thought I was the murderer."