Agent Reborn: God-Level Scholar

Chapter 579

Du Yixuan looked at Midsummer Ye and frowned.

"The girl in the video came over in a panic with a plastic bag containing a dagger, subconsciously took it out with her right hand and put it in my drawer."

Sheng Xiaye stared at Du Yixuan, saying word by word, "I noticed when you were picking up the clothes that fell on the floor today, you are right-handed, and when you helped the police officer hold the phone just now, you used your right hand habitually."

The girl in the dormitory with Du Yixuan was still there, and said quietly: "Yeah, Yixuan is right-handed, she used her right hand when playing badminton with me before, and she also used her right hand to peel apples in the dormitory. I peeled off a layer of skin on my fingers, I remember it."

"But Luo Youyou is not." Zhong Wenman waited for a long time, and finally waited for her chance to speak, "A person's inertial movements and subconscious reactions cannot deceive others. She never thought that the video would record her."

"It's wonderful." Du Yixuan clapped her hands, applauding her analysis, and then said, "But the murderer can deliberately use his right hand to confuse the public, isn't it? Is it too hasty to conclude that I am the murderer just based on this?"

"The fingerprints on Lai Yun's body, if you take it for identification, you will know whether it is you, and..." Sheng Xiaye hooked her lips, "Just now you deliberately dropped your clothes on the ground, and put them on her body to get close to her. I was worried that there were your fingerprints on her body, and I was worried that I didn't take care of the aftermath, so I deliberately pretended to be rash and re-stained fingerprints."

"Nowadays, the instruments are getting more and more sophisticated, and when the fingerprints on the deceased's clothes were left can be carefully analyzed and traced," said the policeman.

"Du Yixuan, is it really you?" the roommate asked.

Everyone couldn't believe it.

Du Yixuan is not very popular among the contestants, and her grades have always been average. She and Lai Yun have never met each other. How could she brutally kill Lai Yun this time?

Luo Youyou took two steps to the side, avoiding Du Yixuan as much as possible, "You wanted to frame me just now, you murderer."

Du Yixuan's timid and submissive appearance no longer exists at this moment.

So much for the questioning of Sheng Xia Ye and the police.

Thinking of something, she slowly raised the corners of her lips, then raised her eyes to look at the people in front of her, the smile on her face became wider and wider, "It's her who deserves to die."

There was a sound of sighing all around.

"She admitted it."

"Du Yixuan! Lai Yun is as good as you, why did you kill her? You deliberately left her in the dressing room!"

Du Yixuan pursed her lips, "I will kill if I want to. She is so shiny, she is really eye-catching. I am naturally hostile to all the perfect things in this world. They are the ones who block my light, so, I want to get rid of them."

She suddenly laughed out loud, her laughter was terrifying, "I planned to take her apart that day, but I thought she died beautifully, like a work of art, so I couldn't bear it, so I stayed and admired it." In two days, today happened to be the recording of the show, so I brought it here for everyone to watch."

"Damn, crazy!" Some girls immediately hid away.

"Next..." Du Yixuan turned around in a circle, frantic, and finally fixed his gaze on Midsummer Ye's face, and said in a playful and loud voice, "You."

Midsummer Night was expressionless.

With this level of threat, she simply came in from one ear and out from the other.

The police took Du Yixuan away. Her shrill voice, crying and laughing, echoed in the corridor, which was really scary.

"It's all gone. Go back to the dormitory to take off your makeup tonight. Don't get close to the dressing room for now, so as to avoid the police coming over tomorrow to collect evidence."

The field staff evacuated the crowd, and warmly reminded, "After you go back tonight, everyone will check each other's belongings for controlled knives, check each other's, and don't hide it. This kind of thing is too dangerous. You will record it in the future. Don't bring the show again."

Zhong Wenman and Sheng Xiaye returned to the dormitory.

Since Sheng Fanxing retired, only two people have slept in this dormitory, and no other new roommates have ever come. It is very spacious and relaxing for two people to sleep here. As soon as Zhong Wenman entered the room, she threw herself on the bed. She looked at the ceiling , "Sheng Fanxing left, and Du Yixuan came. I thought everyone was easy to get along with except for that Lai Yun, but I didn't expect her to be so annoying...Xia Ye!"

Having said that, Zhong Wenman suddenly jumped up from the bed in horror.

Midsummer Ye was not frightened by tonight's battle, but was frightened by her sudden call that made her heart skip a beat.

She turned around, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Wenman stared at her, "You said that Lai Yun hated you so much before she died, but she was killed by Du Yixuan inexplicably. She must be full of resentment. Will she turn into a ghost now and come back to seek revenge on you?"

Speaking of this, Zhong Wenman hugged the pillow to her chest: "Don't be afraid tonight, I will accompany you, and we will squeeze your little bed together."

Sheng Xia Ye twitched the corner of her mouth, staring at her helplessly: "Are you afraid?"

"Don't expose me, she can hear it." Zhong Wenman shivered in fright, and quickly hid under the quilt of Midsummer Night, "I don't want to take a bath tonight, please help me remove my makeup, I will stay with you in bed, not going anywhere.”

Midsummer Ye reached out and dragged her out of bed.

"No, I really don't want to go down." Zhong Wenman strongly resisted.

Sheng Xiaye frowned, pulled back her hand and found that her palm was a little wet, she looked at Zhong Wenman, "Are you really afraid of this? Didn't you tell me that you will stop being a coward now, and you have become a lot more courageous?"

As a result, now, when I talk about ghosts and gods, I am so scared that my hands are covered with cold sweat.

"Xia Ye, don't you believe in these metaphysics, isn't Brother Yan Zhou just—" Zhong Wenman blurted out in a moment of impatience, and found that the helpless smile on Sheng Xia Ye's face froze suddenly, and then wanted to slap herself. Well, knowing that Xia Ye was heartbroken because of Brother Yan Zhou's death, why mention him now?
Zhong Wenman coughed in embarrassment, and seeing Sheng Xiaye turned around, she said: "I mean, think about it, she was scolded so bloody by me before she died, and she was rehearsing with you again The show, she died before she had time to play, she must be unwilling, maybe...maybe she will come back to seek revenge on the two of us."

She also has to bear the blame.

Sheng Xiaye really didn't want to listen to her nonsense anymore, so she hugged the quilt on her bed, "Okay, you sleep here, don't cover me with my quilt if you don't take a bath, I'll get you a makeup remover towel."

Zhong Wenman smiled happily, "The sky is big and the earth is big, and sisters are the biggest."

After taking a bath at night, Midsummer checked Weibo on the bed for a while. Tonight, the news of Lai Yun's retirement has been posted on Weibo Square. Maybe the police will report his death tomorrow. It's not just Lai Yun's name, "Flying Dreams" "The program team has to do another hot search, and the public relations have to be busy for a while.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

It was a message from an unknown local mobile phone number.

(End of this chapter)