Paranoid Beauty reigns supreme at Infinite Game

very similar to this gentleman

When Sergeant Anderson rushed to the hospital with the police officers, there were nostalgic little nurses and doctors outside the ward where the survivors lived. Look inside.

Thinking that something happened to the survivors, he frowned and stepped forward to disperse the gathered crowd, walked into the ward, and took a quick glance.

There are five beds in the not-so-spacious ward, which is already a bit crowded. There are already eight people in it, plus a few of them, it looks like a prison cell now.

The eight survivors sat on the left and right, with clear distinctions, and they could even vaguely detect the tense atmosphere between them.

"Sheriff Anderson, you're here. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't be able to deal with these brats."

Dr. Lin Na walked slowly, "But it's no wonder they are so excited, Mr. Song Ye, you have a gorgeous temperament that cannot be compared with popular stars."

"I'm going to talk to them."

"Oh, of course, then I will go to work first. By the way, Sergeant Anderson, don't be too fierce, it will scare the fragile Mr. Song Ye."

Lina blinked at Anderson, and then kissed Song Ye who was sitting by the right wall before leaving leisurely.

In order to prevent people from crowding at the door like just now, Anderson asked one of the following police officers to guard the door, and then he had free time to look at the eight survivors present.

He didn't go to see Song Ye who was surrounded by so many people watching and admiring him first, but moved a chair, sat down and looked straight ahead, instead he first saw Zhu Chang'an sitting in front of him.

Putting aside the frivolous half-length colored hair, whether it is a superior jaw line, a straight nose bridge, or a light lip with a good lip line, they are all attractive enough.

The other party noticed his gaze, turned his head, and met his gaze.

Anderson's pupils trembled, and his gaze stayed on Zhu Chang'an's face for a second, and he couldn't even say what he thought was stuck in his throat.

"Mr. Sheriff, although I don't know if the information we provide can help Mr. Sheriff catch the murderer, but we will definitely know everything without saying anything."

Seeing Anderson staring at Zhu Changan all the time, Song Ye, who was sitting across from him, evened out his smile, and interrupted their staring.

Interrupted by Song Ye, Anderson remembered his purpose, followed the prestige, and was dazzled by the young man's gentle smile.

He slipped his throat, and stared at the young man with blurred eyes, but for a moment, what he thought in his heart was that the other party seemed not as amazing as Zhu Chang'an.

Anderson's reaction obviously pleased Song Ye, his smile widened, and he started to tell Anderson everything he knew in a gentle voice.

But Zong Xiao and the others sitting opposite him showed disdain.

Half an hour ago, the three of Song and Ye entered their ward as if they were visiting their territory, and even chatted up Wen Mengyang in front of them.

But even though Song Ye has been pretending to be a modest gentleman, they have made preparations in advance, stacked full of anti-charm buffs and anti-hypnosis props, and they will not be confused by Song Ye's mask at all.

In their eyes, Song Ye is not half as good-looking as Zhu Changan, and it is nothing more than relying on the skill bonus and Zhu Changan's cold-faced Hades temperament to set off.

In fact, Song Ye's eloquence was pretty good, if it wasn't for Wen Mengyang's vaccination, his few words might really have some impact.

"Why don't I say it first, I fainted a little later than him, and naturally I saw more things than him."

Zong Xiao smiled and spoke before Song Ye. His healthy and sunny appearance would not make people disgusted by his sudden interruption, he only thought that he was trying to help Anderson better.

Song Ye's smile froze, and he looked at Zong Xiao viciously from a corner that Anderson couldn't see.

"How did you end up at the crime scene?"

Anderson was interrupted by Zong Xiao, and stopped looking at Song Ye. As if he was suddenly awakened by water, his pupils trembled, and he returned to his original state, and seriously began to ask them everything they knew.

Zong Xiao moved out of actor-level acting skills, frowned and narrated according to the information given by the system.

"I just got home from get off work this afternoon and I found a red greeting card at the door of my house, I opened it and saw it was an invitation card with the address there written on it.

I thought it was sent by mistake, because I didn't know the place at all, and there was no signature on it.When I was about to throw it away, I saw the small print below. "

As he said that, he showed a surprised expression, "It turned out to be the signature of the murderer and the information of my parents. He forced me to go to the place on the invitation card, otherwise my parents would be killed."

Hearing this, the others nodded in agreement, saying that they had also received the threatening invitation card.

While recording, Anderson asked questions during the listening process, "Was the invitation card handwritten or printed? Did any of you take it?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Lu Bai replied that it was a card printed by a machine.

"Is there a surveillance camera installed in the corridor of your house? Or is it the surveillance of the unit building?"

Everyone shook their heads again.

Anderson sighed silently.Also, every time the murderer finds prey in areas where surveillance is scarce, the opponent is very cunning and knows where it is beneficial for him to attack.

"What about after that?"

"Oh, we arrived almost at the same time, and we didn't know each other. We were afraid that the other party might be a murderer, so we didn't speak."

The man beside Song Ye suddenly interjected//into the topic, cutting off Zong Xiao's words.

Neither party wanted the initiative of the topic to be in the hands of the other party, so they began to provide clues randomly.

Anderson was baffled by the faint smell of gunpowder, and he raised his hand to signal them to pause.

"Can you tell me one by one... Who was the last one to faint?"

These survivors all said that when they arrived on time at the location on the invitation card, they only saw other people who were invited.

That place was an old warehouse, and there was a thick layer of dust everywhere. In the middle of the warehouse, there was a chair that looked clean, with a few hemp ropes scattered on it. The most important thing was the ground in front of the chair. There are obvious marks left by the struggle.

It seemed that someone had been tied to a chair and struggled with his feet.

This part of memory is common to everyone, but then they suddenly fainted one by one. Because the time of fainting is different, the pictures they can see will also be different.

Anderson, not wanting to hear some repetition, asked who was the last person to pass out, and if anyone saw who made them pass out.

If the last person didn't see anyone else before they passed out, then the killer entered the warehouse and killed the victim after they all passed out.

But the question is why did he do it?

"I."

Zhu Changan raised his eyes halfway and said lightly.

"Before I fainted, I smelled a very pungent smell. I didn't know what it was, but after I smelled it, I felt dizzy."

Anderson raised his heart, "Then did you see any strange figures or strange voices before you fainted?"

"When I fell down, I happened to be lying on my side on the ground. Before I completely lost consciousness, I heard a faint rustling sound. The sound was very close to me, as if it was coming from around me. Then there was the sound of footsteps, which were also very close to me and then very far away...then there was the sound of something dragging on the ground."

Anderson looked at him, and frowned when he heard the first half of the sentence. The inspiration flashed by before he caught it. When he heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes brightened instantly, and he said a little excitedly, "What else did you notice?"

What Zhu Changan said was exactly the same as the traces found at the scene. There was indeed a wide dragging trace at the back door of the warehouse, but there were no footprints.

The killer must have dragged the victim's body behind him, covering his tracks.

"The most important thing is that I saw a person walking from the front."

Anderson stood up and walked in front of Zhu Changan, holding his breath and nodding to signal him to continue.

"But that place was very dark, and my vision was very blurred, so I couldn't see what that person looked like."

The light in Anderson's eyes quickly dimmed, and he was about to sit back in his seat in disappointment when he heard Zhu Chang'an's voice again.

Zhu Changan raised his head and looked at Anderson, his bright glazed eyes flickered past the dark red streamer.

"But that person is a bit tall and thin..."

He shifted his gaze, looked at Song Ye opposite, and raised his hand to point at him.

"Like this gentleman."