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Nie Heng also thought about this, and agreed: "Yes, this person has ulterior motives. If we suspect each other and guard against each other, we will fall into his trap. I am afraid that Xiao Qiang will be troubled without his own hands."

Jiang Rou looked at Yan Zong who was slowly approaching, and her expression became more gentle: "If Yan Zong is willing to tell me more about his true thoughts, even if it is not enlightenment, it will definitely give me a lot of inspiration."

"I didn't know that Ms. Jiang still likes to engage in personality cults. Unless he is the one manipulating everything behind the scenes, no matter how many thoughts she has, they are just speculations without evidence!" It was very close, and there was a sour feeling in my heart.

Having said that, it is no longer speculative, and it is best to stop, but Jiang Rou just wants to continue, raising her hand and shaking at the person opposite: "Some people are born to be decision makers and leaders, and others can't learn from them, and they can't catch up with them." Can't keep up."

Nie Heng knew that what she said was true, so he was so angry in his heart. He endured the discomfort on his face, and holding back his breath, he said, "If you use your intelligence and wisdom in evil ways, then you might as well be stupid, so as not to harm others." Has."

Jiang Rou stopped talking, just smiled.

When the four of them came together, Nie Heng immediately noticed that Luo Xin's eyes and nose were reddish, obviously he had cried, but if he had a falling out with Yan Zong, it was not in this atmosphere. Yan Zong could see clearly.

Luo Xin was not very willing to talk to people when he saw people, so Nie Heng took the initiative to ask: "Are you going back?"

Yan Zong looked at Luo Xin sideways, he was still wrinkling his temper and lowering his face, there was really nothing he could do about him, so he answered for him: "Twenty past four, it's getting late."

Now that he saw someone, Nie Heng no longer had the desire to wander around, and said, "Since we met, let's go together."

Luo Xin raised his head at this moment and gave him a quick look. Nie Heng knew that he was not happy, so he touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly.

The four returned to the house and saw Lu Yu and Yang Jing. Nie Heng frowned and asked, "Fan Yichao is still in the room?"

Yang Jing shrugged: "Anyway, I didn't see anyone else all afternoon."

Lu Yu rested for an afternoon, his energy improved a lot, and he said to Yan Zong: "I'm thinking about Lao Yao, should I just leave the body in the room like this?"

"Otherwise? Isn't it necessary to maintain the scene?" Nie Heng recalled Yao Wenbing's death, and he didn't want to watch it anymore. Besides, several hours later, he didn't know what terrible changes had happened to the body.

Yan Zong made a decision: "Xiao Yang, Jiang Rou, Luo Xin, the three of you go and take the ingredients from the cellar to the kitchen, Nie Heng, go up and call Fan Yichao, and the four of us move Yao Wenbing into the freezer."

Luo Xin supported Yan Zong unconditionally anyway, and the two ladies had no objection, so Nie Heng had no choice but to go up to the second floor to call someone.

When the four men wrapped Yao Wenbing in bed sheets and went downstairs, the three of them didn't have to see the corpse, and they felt much more relaxed. Jiang Rou rubbed her arms and said to Yan Zong: "The bucket is too heavy. We can't move it yet. You are stronger. Wait a minute." Can you bring it up by the way?"

Yan Zong nodded.

Together they put the corpse into the first freezer and closed the door. Fan Yichao still had a bad expression on his face, and said to himself, "It's just right, it's like tailor-made a coffin."

Lu Yu was thirty-three in fifty, and already had scruples about life and death, his eyebrows were twisted into a tangle, and he hated Fan Yichao even more.Before leaving the cellar, he looked back and saw that there were two empty cabinets left, their edges corroded in the darkness, but the big empty mouth was unusually clear, as if waiting for the next one, and his heart ached.

"Without ice and cellars to maintain temperature, these vegetables and meat may accelerate spoilage."

"We thought about it too, so we pried some broken ice." Fan Yichao heard Jiang Rou talking when he entered the door, and raised a bucket in his hand.

Yan Zong carried a bucket of water on the left and right, put it down against the corner of the wall and still sat on his exclusive chair, and said, "Xiao Yang, pour me a glass of water, Jiang Rou, let's cook later tonight."

Fan Yichao sneered: "Mr. Yan, your ability to instigate people is indeed first-class."

Yan Zong was not annoyed at all, and took a sip from the glass: "It's more appropriate to use command or leadership. If you want to have dinner earlier, I don't mind."

Lu Yu shook his head: "Forget it, I finished lunch at one o'clock, and I'm not hungry at all now."

Luo Xin followed closely and sat down on the right side of Yan Zong, without saying a word. Nie Heng hadn't talked to him properly all day, and his heart was already scratching his head. He wanted to ask him why he didn't come to Yan Zong's room last night. I went there, but I still couldn't find the time.

Jiang Rou naturally walked around to the left of Yan Zong and said, "I have something to say."

After everyone's attention fell on her, he continued: "Although it is impossible to determine who the murderer is, personally, I am still willing to trust everyone, so I hope to share a room with someone tonight for safety reasons. Wu, Miss Yang, what do you think?"

Nie Heng's heart skipped a beat. A few hours ago, Jiang Rou had told him that she suspected Yang Jing was the murderer, and now she suddenly made this request, wondering what kind of medicine this woman was selling in her gourd.

Apparently Yang Jing was also unprepared, hesitantly said: "This..." Seeing Jiang Rou staring straight at her with pleading eyes, she thought to herself: "Forgive her for not daring to play any tricks, and I will There is nothing to be afraid of, there are some benefits to having more people." Then he agreed: "That's okay, if a woman encounters an accident, I'm afraid I really can't handle it."

"What are you kidding! I will never share a room with anyone. Who knows if the person lying next to me is a human or a ghost. Anyway, don't bother me tonight. I will guard my door!" Fan Yichao sneered again and again , objected loudly.

Luo Xin's eyes lit up, and his tone was a little excited: "I think what Jiang Rou said makes sense. In fact, even if he is in the same room with the murderer, it will make him scruples and he can't do whatever he wants. If the roommate is not the murderer, then the murderer must have confidence Dealing with two people at once, or committing a crime while one of them is unconscious, both are extremely difficult."

Nie Heng immediately became alert, as if he knew what Luo Xin was going to say next, and was about to stop him when he said, "Yan Zong, I will live with you tonight."

With a buzzing sound in his ears, Nie Heng pinched his nails into his palm and protested, "I don't agree."

Then he explained: "The two of us slept together last night. It can be said that the alibi is the most sufficient. We also know that the other party is not the murderer, and we have been friends for many years. If it is for the sake of safety, it is better to remain the same. In case Yi Yanzong is a murderer...Luo Xin, I am just worried about your safety."

"I don't think so. First of all, I believe that Yan Zong is not the murderer. Since many people have misunderstood him, I can just check for everyone. Second, because we are friends, some people may think that we are accomplices. Then If something happens, I'm afraid everyone will find it hard to trust." Luo Xin faced Nie Heng, and his words were clear.

Seeing that he insisted on what he had seen, Nie Heng was full of anger, and snorted out of his nose: "You are so relieved of Yan Zong, what about me? You don't worry that I will share a room with the murderer tonight? Or alone? Mishap happened?"

Luo Xin really didn't bother to think about this, felt guilty, and lowered his voice a lot: "Tonight...you also remember to lock the door, don't let anyone in, there shouldn't be any problems."

Seeing that Nie Heng wanted to stab a few more words, Yan Zong interrupted forcefully, his tone very cold: "Nie Heng, I don't intend to offend, but please don't carry out moral kidnapping in the name of caring for your friends, forcing Luo Xin will only treat him Causing distress."

These words mercilessly pierced Nie Heng's thoughts, especially after most of the hesitation on Luo Xin's face disappeared after hearing this, Nie Heng's face turned pale, and he stopped talking.

Lu Yu also expressed his opinion: "I also plan to be alone, but I don't want to live on the third floor. Since Yang Jing and Jiang Rou are going to share the room, the vacant room with a bathroom is convenient for me, is that okay?"

Everyone had no objections, and the matter was settled like this. Yan Zong wanted to drink more water, but when he picked up the glass, he found that it was empty. After thinking about it, he got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass.

Luo Xin's wish was fulfilled, but he realized that he was thirsty, and said with a smile, "I'll go get a glass too."

Yan Zong was stunned, and handed the one in his hand to Luo Xin, explaining: "The last cup is here, it will take a while to re-boil the water, if you don't mind, drink mine first."

Not only did Luo Xin not mind it, he simply couldn't ask for it. He took it happily and turned it around in his hand, trying to figure out where Yan Zong drank. Seeing Yang Jing, Jiang Rou and Nie Heng looked at him with different expressions , Excuse me, drank half a glass in a hurry.

When changing rooms at night, there are only a few things that need to be taken, and it does not take time.

Luo Xin tidied up his share of towels, toothbrushes, slippers and other small items. Nie Heng sat by the bed without saying a word. The candle was dimly lit. In his eyes, the warmth of last night had long since disappeared, and his irritability swayed with the firelight If you have cigarettes and alcohol in your hands, you will inevitably get drunk tonight.

Luo Xin walked to the door, then turned to look at Nie Heng, Nie Heng raised his head as if feeling something.

"You said you were going to his place last night, but why didn't you go?"

Luo Xin sighed silently, and explained: "If you are me, will you really not hesitate or worry? After all these years, has he already had a lover in private? The more I think about it, the more afraid I am to go upstairs. I ran to Yang Jing to ask questions, and advised myself that I have been waiting for so long, so don't spoil things on the spur of the moment."

Seeing some complicated emotions leaking out of Nie Heng's eyes, there was a trace of hope, more powerless and sad, and finally left a sentence "Be careful", and didn't look back.