Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter Two: Deduction and Murder, the Truth is Incredibly Cruel

Ye Shaohong's low growl made the captain, who was about to turn and leave, stop in his tracks.

He turned around abruptly, his eyes sharp as knives, and fixed his gaze on Ye Shaohong once more.

"How could he possibly find loopholes in such an ironclad case?"

Doubt and confusion welled up in the captain's mind at the same time, and he saw Ye Shaohong raise his arm and write another line of text on the wall.

Ma's daughter-in-law!

Perhaps to increase attention, Ye Shaohong even drew a large circle around the four characters "Ma Family's Daughter-in-Law".

"That's right, the key to breaking the deadlock lies with this Ma family daughter-in-law." "Since she's the only survivor of the Ma family tragedy, is it possible that she saw the killer's true face?"

"I don't think so!"

“If Ma’s wife had seen the murderer’s true face, they wouldn’t have wronged me, and they wouldn’t have tortured me overnight to extract a confession.”

"How did the Ma family's daughter-in-law escape this calamity?"

"She happened to be away from home when the murder occurred?"

"If they weren't home, who called the police?"

"There is another possibility: Ma's wife was also at home on the night of the incident, but she was lucky enough to escape this tragedy!"

"How did she survive?"

Thinking of this, Ye Shaohong swung the brick fragments in his hand continuously, and wrote the character "eight" on the left and right sides below the four big characters "Ma Family Daughter-in-Law".

Below the two strokes of the character "八", Ye Shaohong wrote the words "Seriously injured but not dead" and "Not at the scene" in large characters.

"He shouldn't be seriously injured but not dead!"

"If I was seriously injured but not dead, the Secret Service wouldn't be in a hurry to interrogate me before they've obtained the testimony of the only survivor in this case, even with the testimony of the neighbors next door."

"They didn't even ask me who my accomplices were, and instead subjected me to the torture of having bamboo skewers stuck under my fingernails."

With a flick of his wrist, Ye Shaohong drew an "X" on the four characters "Seriously Injured but Not Dead," then raised an eyebrow and looked at the four characters "Not At the Scene."

"Hiding?"

"But if she hides, won't she hear the noise of her loved ones' tragic deaths, their piercing wails and screams?"

"Unless she is extremely selfish and willing to watch her husband and children die before her eyes rather than come out of her hiding place in order to survive."

"But that doesn't make sense." "When the secret agents were torturing me, they said that the neighbor next door to the Ma family only saw me that night. So why did they have to ask me who my accomplice was?"

"But who told them that there was more than one person who did it?"

"She's the Ma family's daughter-in-law!"

"Although she hid and didn't come out when her husband and children were brutally murdered, she still saw the murderers, and there was more than one of them!"

As he pondered this, Ye Shaohong's brows furrowed even deeper.

He discovered more suspicious points.

At the same time, a bold guess arose in his heart, a truth he was unwilling to believe and even less willing to face.

"But since she saw the murderer and provided testimony to the Secret Service, why did the Secret Service torture me to extract a confession?"

"Is it just because of the neighbor's testimony, and my past grievances with Ma Tao?"

"This is unreasonable!"

"unless……."

Ye Shaohong stopped writing, and the captain outside the cell couldn't help but widen his eyes.

After a brief moment of silence, Ye Shaohong smiled.

But the laughter was somewhat desolate, and carried an undisguised tone of mockery.

"I underestimated human nature."

"The only reasonable explanation is that Ma's wife is still alive. She also provided testimony to the Secret Service, and in this testimony, there are descriptions that are extremely unfavorable to me."

"That's why those shrewd and capable secret service agents insisted that I was the murderer."

"Which parts of her testimony are detrimental to me?"

"His identity as a student at the Central Military Academy? That does connect to the neighbor's testimony and could also link to my personal grudge against Ma Tao!"

"But how did she recognize it?"

"It's impossible for a murderer to be wearing the uniform of a cadet from the Central Military Academy while committing the crime."

"Are you that stupid?"

"Or did Ma Tao call out my name before he died?"

Ye Shaohong's murmured words slowly reached the ears of the captain outside the cell door, causing a look of astonishment to appear on the captain's face.

"He actually almost guessed the truth through reasoning?"

"How is this possible!"

"How did he do that?"

Before the captain's shock had subsided, Ye Shaohong in the cell seemed to have thought of something again. He suddenly raised his head, and the mutterings he made changed drastically.

The tone of voice rose.

There was also a hint of hatred in it.

"wrong!"

"There is another possibility."

"The above reasoning and speculation are based on normal human logic. If we look at the problem from a different angle, my injustice and suffering could also make Ma's wife an accomplice."

"This is a conjecture about the inherent evil of human nature!"

"Although I don't want to believe that such a thing could happen, I can't deny that such a possibility does exist."

“On the night of the incident, Ma’s wife was at home. She didn’t hide, but watched her family members die tragically in pools of blood. She also knew about the feud between me and Ma Tao, so she deliberately set a trap, killing my family members and framing me as the real murderer!” “Although this explanation seems absurd, it perfectly advances the case and puts me in a difficult position with no way to refute it.”

"If this is true, then this case is going to be very interesting."

"So it turns out that the Ma family's daughter-in-law was the murderer!"

As the final statement was made, the bricks and rubble Ye Shaohong was holding slammed against the wall, exploding with a bang, and blood once again flowed down from the wound on Ye Shaohong's fingertips.

The captain outside the cell raised an eyebrow, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He glanced at Ye Shaohong one last time, then turned and left the prison area.

Ye Shaohong was unaware of all of this.

He was still engrossed in deducing the case.

After confirming that Ma's wife was also a suspect in the murder, Ye Shaohong continued to investigate, wanting to find out her motive for killing her husband and children.

However, there are too few known clues.

There was no way for him to continue his deductions. At this point, Ye Shaohong was already considering using his Absolute Rationality skill.

Perhaps only by relying on external forces can we see through this fog of mystery.

Just as Ye Shaohong was about to take action, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the cell door, and then two agents dressed in Zhongshan suits opened the door and walked in.

"Ye Shaohong!"

"Come with us, we need to interrogate you again."

As they were talking, a junior agent walked up to Ye Shaohong, took out a steel chain from behind his back, and handcuffed it to Ye Shaohong's wrists.

They dragged and pulled Ye Shaohong back into the interrogation room.

The moment Ye Shaohong stepped into the interrogation room, he keenly noticed the difference today. The presiding interrogator had changed.

He transformed from a vicious, whip-wielding soldier into a gentle and refined young officer.

Even the charcoal stove that had been burning in the room all year round was removed today, and the bloodstained instruments of torture were hung high on the wall.

"What's going on?"

"So, seeing that I'm no good at martial arts, they're going to try my literary skills?"

"When did the Secret Service become so easy to talk to?"

Although he was puzzled, he showed no sign of it on the surface. After scanning the young officer, he walked directly to the interrogation chair and sat down calmly without waiting for the young officer to speak.

During this time, the young officer kept his head down, flipping through the files. He didn't speak or even glance at Ye Shaohong.

More than ten minutes passed before the young officer finally stopped what he was doing and slowly raised his head. A handsome face immediately came into Ye Shaohong's view.

Upon first glance at the young officer, Ye Shaohong felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

His confusion was evident on his face, and it was noticed by the young officer.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Do you know me?"