The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

Teacher Wen directly turned the video to the part where Senior Jiang was walking alone. Although the time was only a short one, the details in it were huge.

"Can you explain why you left slowly after everyone else left, and did you do anything on the stage until a few minutes later?"

He asked in a serious tone. When Senior Jiang got his question, he did not answer but raised his head and asked back in a slightly provocative manner.

"Not long after I left, you came here, and you asked me? Don't you know the reason?"

Hearing her words, Teacher Wen pursed his lips. He knew what had happened, but he didn't know that she was the last one to leave the stage.

After all, the first scene is on the stage, so priority must be given to people entering and leaving the stage.

According to the surveillance footage, there were not many people who could stay on the stage at that time. Speaking of which, Senior Jiang and Student Song were the ones who were most likely to be suspects as they were able to walk freely on the stage.

However, in the surveillance video, Song was always acting in a group as a backup dancer and never appeared alone, so his suspicion of committing a crime was greatly reduced.

Senior Jiang had been alone before, and the period was not short. It is possible that he had tampered with the situation during that period.

"She bumped into me suddenly. I can't possibly carry glass beads with me all the time, right? How childish of me am I, playing with glass beads when I'm bored?"

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Senior Jiang tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, paused, sighed, and then continued.

"Alas, I was hit by her. It was very painful at that time. No matter how stupid I was, I couldn't show my disability in front of other people.

Don't think of it, I was gritting my teeth and holding on in front of them. Otherwise, believe me, if I showed the slightest flaw, it would only take a dozen minutes.

I guess more than one person went back to their room early and called the troupe leader to ask for my replacement. (?￣?д￣??)”

As Senior Jiang spoke, she lifted up the hem of her skirt, revealing her bandaged ankle, and moved it left and right.

I told everyone to take into account that my character in the script is a wounded soldier.

Despite the severe pain that felt like she was walking on the edge of a knife, she managed to push through the performance.

How could he be so agile that he could escape everyone's sight immediately after injuring his foot, and go on stage to set a trap to injure Zhu Tiane in such a short time?

This is totally inconsistent with the character's setting.

After hearing her explanation, several people nodded thoughtfully, thinking that it did make some sense.

To be honest, except for the real murderer who knew he was the one who did it, the other people, although they took action, were of no use.

Now he is like a fence-sitter, wavering and not knowing who to vote for.

I feel like this person is suspicious, but I also feel like that person has a point. I'm so conflicted.

From the sundries, he turned his attention to Teacher Wen, who had been trying to distance himself from Senior Jiang.

"You went backstage. What did you do? I don't think you mentioned it before."

In fact, everyone had already predicted where he was going when he was arguing with Senior Jiang.

But I still want to ask, to see if I can get something out of the details.

After all, this place is so small, and with everyone going in and out, it's inevitable that their actions will overlap.

You never know, if someone is lying, you might be able to find out something from someone else's perspective.

After all, the main point of script-killing is to find the key from the text so that you can use your imagination and reasoning.

"Senior Jiang called me. Wasn't it me who recommended her for this position? I thought if anything went wrong with her, I would definitely have to share the responsibility with her.

Tsk, if I had known this would happen, I would not have helped her. It is understandable to be harmed once, but it is stupid to be harmed a second time.

I was in a smoky troupe when I was young, but now I am a successful person. I didn’t know how to protect myself, so I have caused so many problems now, which is really troublesome.”

Teacher Wen looked impatient, and it was obvious that he was full of complaints about the call from Senior Jiang.

With such limited time, I probably couldn't come up with any good ideas. I just thought of the vase in Teacher Wen's room from the miscellaneous items, and I always felt that I missed something.

"When you were discussing, did you go to your room or Senior Jiang's room?"

Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, piercing into the eyes of the two men, trying to find any guilty expressions.

However, both of them managed their facial expressions very well and spoke in unison.

"In Senior Jiang's room."

Mu Kunyou watched from the side and always felt that when others asked questions, they sounded more like detectives than he was.

Mu Kunyou: [Touching the detective's notebook and laughing awkwardly] This position seems to exist and yet it doesn't exist in this episode.

He felt that his presence was too low, and he couldn't help but interrupt at this moment as he was listening on the side.

“Since Senior Jiang is injured, it’s probably correct to try to avoid moving to her room.

But your room should have been empty at that time, and if the glass beads in the vase were put there by someone else, they might have been put there at that time.

Is your room locked, and is there anyone other than you who can get in?"

Teacher Wen shook his head, looking a little helpless.

“This office is usually used temporarily during performances to facilitate the deployment of personnel, so I won’t lock it.

Everyone can come and go freely, in other words, unless I am in the room, it is basically a semi-public space.”

The clue was cut off here.

After all, if it is a public space and is within the backstage area, then many people can enter, and the suspicion cannot be ruled out.

Student Song suddenly came back to her senses and pointed her finger at the Bai illegitimate fan.

"I saw on the surveillance camera that after entering the venue, before we officially took our seats and were still free to move around, you went to the backstage corner.

The surveillance camera captured your movements. What were you doing there? "

The white stalker grinned, his gums exposed to the air by his brilliant smile.

Although he smiled so eagerly, he looked abnormal and extremely creepy.

"I'm going to the bathroom. Look at the time. I'll be out in about ten minutes."