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"Is that the person who keeps sending couriers to threaten An Jun?" Wen Xuanming said in shock, "It must be him!"

"Yes, otherwise who would kill An Jun?" Zuo Lu also nodded.

"Sister Fang, did you lock the door before going to bed?" Ling Jinxu asked.

Fang Luoying nodded, "Of course it's locked."

"The doors and windows in the villa are all good, and there are no signs of being pried, including the windows in He Anjun's room." Ling Jinxu said: "It's not an outsider, the murderer lives in the villa."

"Ah!?" Liao Xue was so frightened that she covered her face and cried loudly, "You mean, the murderer is between us? How is this possible?"

"That's right, we are a whole, it's Tulips, He Anjun is our partner, how could we kill him?" Wen Xuanming kept shaking his head, looking at Zuo Lu and Tao Wei, "They also have nothing to do with An Jun. There is no revenge."

"Each of you has secrets, and each of you has doubts." Ling Jinxu sneered, ""The Secret of the Idol" is really appropriate."

"What do you mean?" Xiang Zhaohua was a little displeased, but Ling Jinxu said without changing his expression, "Apart from Liao Xue's screams, did you hear any other sounds?"

"The sound insulation effect of this villa is too good." Zhu Qingying shook her head slowly, "I didn't hear it."

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Looking at the scene, He Anjun obviously died on the bed. If a stranger entered the room, would he lie on the bed obediently?" Ling Yusheng asked.

Everyone thought of this and stopped talking.

"So, the murderer was so acquainted that He Anjun didn't bother to talk when he saw it, or He Anjun was so defenseless that he would lie on the bed and chat with that person." Liang Xiaoyun said.

"It's true." Xiang Zhaohua sighed, and Liao Xue wiped away tears and said, "Could it be us... really one of us killed An Jun?"

"No matter what, it can't be our Tulips." Wen Xuanming broke his mouth decisively.

Liao Xue nodded, "Yes, we Tulips are one, how can we kill each other?"

"However, it is rumored that there is discord within Tulips." Tao Wei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and everyone jumped in fear.

"The media made out of nothing and fanned the flames. You are an insider, so you will not be deceived too, right?" Xiang Zhaohua looked up at Tao Wei, who stopped talking.

"Anyway, let's all gather in the living room first." Liang Xiaoyun said: "Go to the living room and wait, and ask questions one by one!"

Everyone went downstairs one after another, Liang Xiaoyun looked back at Ling Jinxu and Ling Yusheng, "What should I do?"

"It's obviously a conspiracy. The murderer deliberately planned the murder." Ling Jinxu walked to the bedside and looked at He Anjun's body where the knife wound was. An Jun didn't show any signs of struggling, and he didn't even cry out after being stabbed."

Liang Xiaoyun was stunned, "You want to say..."

"Before he was assassinated, He Anjun was in a coma." Ling Yusheng continued.Liang Xiaoyun was full of suspicion, "Is it okay to fall asleep?"

"The murderer is not a professional. One stab will not kill you immediately. I have checked the wound, and I have stabbed it two or three times. If He Anjun was asleep, he would have woken up from the pain." Ling Yusheng said.

"That's it!" Liang Xiaoyun suddenly thought of something when she heard this, "If they were people in the villa, then they would stab He Anjun with a fruit knife, and blood would be splashed all over his body! The murderer would definitely not keep the bloody clothes after taking them off, but It was thrown outside the villa. I will go and check around the villa now."

Liang Xiaoyun ran away after finishing speaking, Ling Yusheng looked at Ling Jinxu with a helpless look in her eyes, "Unexpectedly, the premonition became true."

The rain in midsummer is getting heavier, and the lonely villa stands in the storm. Thunder, lightning, rainstorm, and the frightening sound of the wind around stimulate the fragile hearts of everyone in the villa.

Ling Jinxu and Ling Yusheng went down to the living room on the first floor. In the living room, everyone was sitting or standing. Everyone had complicated expressions, but panic and fear could not be avoided in their eyes.

Tulips are all stars, where has he seen such a horrible and bloody scene, Liao Xue has been crying, unable to slow down.Zhu Qingying was much braver in comparison, holding the hot tea that Fang Luoying had just brewed in her hand, she drank it one sip at a time.

Wen Xuanming stood against the wall, restless, Xiang Zhaohua sat on the sofa, thinking about something thoughtfully.As for the director on the left, he rubbed his arms in fear, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.Tao Wei looked out the window, as if he appreciated the stormy night.

Everyone has their own concerns.

Ling Jinxu pulled up a chair, sat across from the coffee table, faced the people sitting on the sofa, took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen, and said, "Everyone talk about their own timeline."

Zhu Qingying was taken aback, "What timeline?"

Ling Yusheng said: "Since you came to the villa, what time have you been doing?"

"Where do you remember this?" Liao Xue cried.

"Try to think about it!" Ling Jinxu pointed to Xiang Zhaohua, "You tell me first. Name, age, identity, timeline."

"Isn't it all in the encyclopedia?" Xiang Zhaohua clenched his fists, and said: "My name is Xiang Zhaohua, 20 years old, one of the members of Tulips, representing white tulips. I arrived at Golden Crown Villa with you at five o'clock yesterday afternoon , walked around here, had dinner at six o'clock, and stayed with you all the time until I went back to my room to sleep at nine o'clock."

"That's all?" Ling Jinxu asked.

Xiang Zhaohua paused, Ling Jinxu looked at his appearance, and reminded: "Don't hide anything, now everyone is equivalent to being trapped in Jinyao Mountain, and this Golden Crown Villa has become an isolated island. If you don't report what you know, you won't be afraid of being murdered..."

"I..." Xiang Zhaohua gritted his teeth and said, "I heard a strange sound at ten o'clock in the evening."

Everyone was taken aback, Ling Yusheng said: "What's the sound?"

"Ping ping pong pong, clattering sound, like the sound of something hitting, and then there was a sound like the roar of a wild animal. It was vague and far away. I don't know if I heard it wrong." Xiang Zhao Hua Road.

Everyone felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and Fang Luoying on the side suddenly said, "I said, as long as you sleep peacefully at night, you'll be blindfolded, and don't pay attention to any noises. Did you go out and watch?"

"Nonsense." Xiang Zhaohua said: "That voice is so weird, of course I went out out of curiosity to have a look."

"Young man, you don't know the depth, life or death." Fang Luoying glanced at it, and Ling Yusheng asked, "What do you mean? Do you have any secrets here? Or, do you have any secrets in this villa?"