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Kyle had to admit as he watched the scene in front of him: "Perhaps... it was because Tangtang was wearing this coat and saw the person who attacked Laiyang today. The coat was stained with the murderer's scent, which caused Laiyang to react so strongly."

Feynman nodded. “Yes, I think so too.”

Kyle looked at Feynman and suddenly felt that there was something indescribable about his attitude towards Xia Tang, so he suddenly said:

"You don't need to worry about Tangtang's clothes."

"The clothes thing isn't very important." Feynman deliberately ignored Kyle's jealousy and asked Xia Tang, "What's important is, did you meet anyone today?"

"Too much, that's too much." Xia Tang rubbed his temple and said:

"Today I went to the Lizi brand store first, where I met the store owner Danlian and her males. Then I went to the moonflower garden to shoot. There were even more people there, including little stars who came to shoot together, their photography teams and makeup teams, people who were on vacation... and many fans who clamored for my autograph."

Feynman listened and took notes without feeling bored. He invited Xia Tang and Kyle to his office and took charge of recording their statements.

“Marshal, can’t you ask tomorrow?” Kyle looked at the shaky Xia Tang and said angrily, “Tang Tang needs to rest, and she hasn’t taken her medicine today.”

"Kyle, you misunderstood me. You know how dangerous it is to let the murderer out there. I'm not in a rush. Miss Xia Tang has already come into contact with the murderer, and her safety is not guaranteed at all. Although there are no cases of females going missing, no one knows what the murderer will do next. Why did he suddenly appear in Yuemang Flower Garden? Is he just going on vacation?"

Kyle sighed, "Are you planning on staying up all night?"

Feynman pointed to the small door in his office, where there was a bed: "Miss Xia Tang can stay here tonight, you can accompany her."

"Is it okay, Tangtang?" Kyle gently shook the sleeping Xia Tang.

"Yeah." Xia Tang opened his eyes and swayed on the sofa.

Kyle instructed, "Tangtang, you should record your statement here first. I'll go back to get some medicine. Come back soon."

Xia Tang nodded.

After Kyle left, Feynman first checked all the people in the Lizi store according to what Xia Tang said, and found that there was no overlapping route during the days when Laiyang arrived at Yuemang Star.

Feynman quickly ticked a line in his notebook.

Next came the people in the Yuemang Star Flower Garden. He screened out some little stars who came from afar and people who came here on vacation, because they arrived at Yuemang Star after the incident in Laiyang.

The local photography and styling teams are also easy to check.

The only ones left are the groupies who are hard to identify.

Because some of them were hiding at home and did not take the normal spacecraft, some came here in groups, and some came here with celebrity teams, so itinerary information is easily missing.

Xia Tang took a light nap on the sofa.

She was very uneasy in the unfamiliar environment and had a very light sleep. The lights in Feynman's office were on, so she couldn't fall asleep and soon woke up rubbing her eyes.

"Is it too bright?" Feynman immediately reached out to turn off the light. In the darkness, a large display screen reflected Feynman's face.

"It's okay." Xia Tang quickly got up and turned on the light, but couldn't reach it after searching for a long time.

"Snapped."

Feynman turned on the light.

Xia Tang looked at the display screen full of names and itineraries and yawned lightly.

"You're wasting too much time!" Xia Tang stood next to Feynman's display screen: "How long will it take to see them one by one?"

"Then do you have any good ideas?"

"Me?" Xia Tang's stomach growled. "I'm sure I have, but I just can't remember it for now. After all, I'm much smarter than you, Marshal Feynman. Have you forgotten that you were defeated by me?"

She didn't eat dinner either. Although as an artist she would often go hungry for several meals, since she came here, she had to eat well every meal and be fed. She had already grown some collagen.

Xia Tang scanned Feynman's desk with hungry eyes, only to find that it was piled with all kinds of documents and notebooks, some spread out and some neatly arranged.

"Are you hungry?"

Feynman immediately opened his Star Brain to check nearby restaurants, but found that almost all of them were closed. Because cooking is a compulsory course for males, few females insist on going out to eat at night.

"I...would you like to try my cooking?"

Feynman volunteered. He had always had a small kitchen in his office, but he often cooked fast food and had never been able to practice his cooking skills.

Before Xia Tang could refuse, Feynman was already furious. He made a bowl of noodles for Xia Tang according to his memory of the courses he took when he was young. Seeing Xia Tang slurping the noodles with relish, he thanked himself for having scored full marks in the exam.

Muscle memory really helped him again.

Feynman also cooked a bowl for himself.

To be honest, he didn't think it was particularly delicious. It was far inferior to the food in five-star restaurants outside. However, it was a special feeling to have someone accompany him for dinner. He felt warm in his heart. He didn't know if it was the temperature of the noodles or something else.

While accompanying Xia Tang for dinner, he pointed at the display screen and asked tentatively:

"We've known each other for so long. You've signed for them, so shouldn't you sign for me too?"

"You are a marshal, why do you need my signature?" Xia Tang asked while slurping noodles.

"Of course, it will be posted on StarNet."

"That's right!" Xia Tang was concentrating on eating noodles. When he heard Feynman's words, he suddenly became very excited: "I have an idea!"

Feynman was unable to react for a moment.

"You've been staying up too late, your brain isn't working." Xia Tang patted Feynman excitedly, "The fans who got my autographs are the ones who have contact with me, and fans generally like to post photos on Starnet. Otherwise, why would they collect autographs?"

Feynman nodded. “That’s true.”

Xia Tang slurped his noodles and smiled: "Do you still want my autograph?"

Feynman immediately handed over his notebook: "Why not?"

Xia Tang signed the book with a smile on his face: "If you sign my name, you will also become a suspect!"