The game experience of forensics is extremely poor.

Alice's dead body could be fake,? Jack's professorship could be fake, only it's absolutely true that he's an idiot.

While he was struggling, the heavy iron wall retreated slowly, leaving several long white marks on the ground, and there was a metal clicking sound from behind the door, and the two locked doors opened automatically, symbolizing With the end of this game.Like quails in the rain, everyone shivered in the safe room and waited for a long time, only after making sure that there was no sound outside, did they dare to poke their heads out tremblingly.

The forensic doctor slid out of the safe room like a puddle of mud,? He spread his hands flat in pain,? He and the other two women were in this position—just now, the situation was urgent and the pain was completely ignored, but now they are relieved,? The pain also came back.His two palms were covered with blood, scarred and painful, biting the flesh and blood.Jack jumped down the ventilation duct like a cat,? His skill was so good that he didn't look like a university professor at all? He landed silently, as if he had pads on his hands and feet.

No, he didn't hide it from the beginning to the end. He was stupid? He couldn't tell it right in front of his eyes.

The forensic doctor looked at Jack while picking out the glass shards in the wound. The latter whistled and patted the ashes on his body. He went up with empty hands and came down with something: a palm-sized tape played utensils, and a few neatly stacked old files.

"Do you want me to bandage you?" In the eyes of everyone, Jack stared back and raised his eyebrows.

The forensic doctor bared his teeth in pain and his face was full of ferociousness, his facial muscles were twisted together, and he breathed in air-conditioning: "What did you get?"

Jack casually took the file to pad his butt, tore off a corner of his clothes to help him bandage: "Jigsaw's tape, there is some interesting information."

"How do you know these things are up there?"

"When I was talking about the rules of the game, the sound of the jigsaw was very muffled, and the ceiling was a little vibrated, so I guessed that the things were placed in the ventilation pipe. This game is not for me, it should be for dancing girls. The correct way to clear the level is , Let the four of us get into the safe room, and the dancer hide in the ventilation duct, so that none of the five people will die." Jack paused, "In fact, there is a way for everyone to survive in the jigsaw game, but it is very difficult to do. .”

The forensic doctor squinted at him, and said after a long time, "Jack, who are you?"

"I'm an ordinary math professor."

"Which university's mathematics professor has your skills?"

Jack sighed, hot magma seemed to roll in his golden pupils, "Edward, I did lose part of my memory, but I didn't lie to you, everything I said before was true. I swear to God."

The forensic doctor looked at him for a while, and finally turned his head, as if defeated by him: "Okay, let's not talk about this, what information did you find?"

As if he had just remembered, Jack pulled out the two pieces of paper from under his buttocks, and fanned them in his hands: "A 15-year-old adoption certificate, in a small town in the United States, there is a 17-year-old A young nun at the age of [-] adopted an abandoned baby girl. She named the baby girl Alice Setter because the baby girl was delivered on a Saturday. Alice Setter was in After the adoptive mother remarried, she changed her surname and took her father's surname Walker, and she became Alice Walker later."

As soon as these words came out, all eyes were on the beautiful lady.

Jack said with a sigh: "Ma'am, Alice is not your biological child, and you are not a rich girl. You took a daughter who was not related by blood, and married your husband with a concealed origin—why did you Didn't you say it at the beginning of the game?"

Under everyone's gaze, the graceful and beautiful lady lowered her head, tightening the soft velvet skirt like a girl.No one can see what is shining in her beautiful blue pupils, maybe a tear: "Yes, Alice is not my biological child, I adopted it in my early years. I am not the daughter of a nobleman, I am from an ordinary town A farmer's child, my parents couldn't afford school fees and wanted me to get a better education, so they sent me to be a nun. But what does it matter? I treat her better than my own children, does that matter? Isn't it enough?"

The forensic doctor sneered, "No wonder you didn't do a DNA test back then, because she wasn't your biological daughter."

"She was not your own, so you killed her so cruelly? Just for the huge insurance money?" The detective raised his eyebrows, he was no longer insisting on his theory of Alice's suicide.

"No, my conclusion is just the opposite." Jack walked up to the lady and handed her the two old adoption certificates, "You are Alice's biological mother."

"Eh?" The forensic doctor was stunned, "Why do you say that? Isn't Alice adopted?"

"No charity will give a baby to a 17-year-old girl. She is a child herself, how can she raise a baby. But this adoption certificate is indeed true, so I have a guess." Jack stared at the lady, " It was you who gave birth to Alice out of wedlock, but it is a scandal for an underage girl to have a child, especially when you were a nun. The identity of this child cannot be revealed on the surface, so you played a roundabout tactic and let This child became an abandoned baby picked up by the church and then given to you by the church to raise. This way you can get your own child back and keep your reputation. So, the question comes, ma'am, why don't you do a DNA paternity test ?”

"Because, because..." the lady murmured for a while, and said intermittently: "My husband didn't know that Alice was my biological daughter, and I told him that Alice was adopted by me. If it wasn't so, I would take the child alone. How can you marry him, he is young and handsome, he is still a university professor, and he values ​​his wife's background... Pregnant before marriage is a scandal. I was only 16 years old when I was pregnant with Alice, and I don't want you to know..."

The detective crossed his arms and sneered a few times: "Who knows if what you said is true or not, just now you said 'I treat Alice like my own child', and now you are pretending to be crying and pitiful here, I think it is you who killed her." Your daughter—maybe not necessarily your daughter, who is lying in the morgue is unknown."

The lady suddenly jumped up in a rage, like an enraged lioness, she jumped at the detective, as if she had a deep hatred, and scratched the detective's face with her sharp nails, leaving streaks of blood on the latter's face dripping wound.The detective was caught off guard and grabbed the lady's hair to pull her away, but the lady lifted her skirt and kicked her in the vital area with a flirtatious kick. The force was so great that other people present could faintly hear the sound of the egg breaking, and the forensic doctor even closed the door. Close your eyes, turn your head away, can't bear to look suddenly.The detective's face turned a purple eggplant color on the spot, and he let out an inhuman scream.

After Jack watched the show with great interest, the forensic doctor and the dancer hurried up to pull the angry lady away.The lady was no longer as beautiful and calm as before, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, like a country shrew.The detective clutched his legs and moaned for a long time, then pointed at her tremblingly and said, "You... you crazy woman..."

The noble lady took off her high heels and threw it at her, shouting, "Shut up! You think nothing will happen if you pretend you don't know me? You're pretending to be a saint here, and you're a good bird. Yes! Others don’t know if it’s Alice, don’t you? Let me tell you, besides me, you are the only one who has no right to doubt! You met Alice before she was alive!”

The detective dodged the high-heeled shoes: "What the hell are you talking about? How could I know you? You see that everyone suspects you, so you talk nonsense and drag people into the water!"

"You bastard! Did you hear that, bastard! Fuck you policeman, pretending to be a private investigator, he is a scum! Scum! He has a bad style! That's why he was fired from the police force!" , still shouting loudly, hoarse: "I tell you, I tell you everything! This policeman, a few months before the incident, was my lover!"

The forensic doctor and the dancer were stunned. Jack stood behind and clapped his hands with a half-smile. The solitary applause echoed in the room, which was very strange: "Wow, wonderful."

"Three months before the incident, my husband was very cold to me, and I had an affair with this policeman. Alice knew about it, and she had seen him. Actually, it had nothing to do with him, but When the case of falling from the building happened, he knew that it was Alice who died, so he volunteered to ask the higher-ups to hand over the case to him, who knows what he was so worried about?" The lady was still sobbing, "It must be He killed Alice and cleared himself of suspicion with the convenience of being a policeman, after all, he had nothing to do with this case, no one cared where he was when the crime happened, and whether he had an alibi."

The detective's face turned green with anger: "I took this case because if they find out that your lover is me, then I will be fired for my bad behavior! And this matter was proposed by you, and you also participated in it, don't worry about it." I pretended to be innocent!"

The forensic doctor and Jack exchanged a look, and they both understood what the other was thinking.

Dog bites dog, a mouthful of hair.

After watching the monkey show for so long, Jack obviously wanted to continue watching the detective and the lady bite each other, but under the urging of the forensic doctor's eyes, he still reluctantly interrupted their personal attacks on each other: "So, we can get The clue is that, Mr. Detective, the police officer in charge of investigating the fall from the building took over the case because you were afraid of revealing your relationship with the deceased's mother. You have met the deceased before, know the appearance of the deceased, and can use an acquaintance You can use your identity to trick the deceased into opening the door, and you can use your identity as a police officer to immediately eliminate evidence that is not good for you. With all due respect, you are very suspected of committing a crime."

"No... no! As for the suspect, that woman is the murderer, I'm sure!" The detective hurriedly said, "She doesn't have an alibi at all, and I forged her alibi!"

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