[Zhongyingmei] The clown is actually me

"Her alibi was forged by me!"

Jack didn't seem surprised,? He just raised his eyebrows and groped his body for a while, and it took a while for the coroner to realize that he was looking for cigarettes.But the only cigarette has been taken apart cleanly,? Even the rolling paper with a little smell of tobacco shreds has been licked,? So he found nothing, his golden eyes are slightly dimmed,? Seems extremely disappointed The appearance of - a strange person.The forensic doctor thought,? He remembered every detail of the case, but he didn't remember that he had no cigarettes in his pocket.

The lady still wanted to struggle, the forensic doctor hurriedly held her down, and said to the detective, "Go ahead."

"At that time I knew that the deceased was her daughter, and she urged me to take over the case, because if our relationship was exposed, I would be fired from the police force, and she would also get divorced. This woman was removed from the falling building case, so she found a trustworthy friend who forged an alibi for her. In fact, no one knew where she was when the crime happened, including me!" The detective seemed to catch As if holding on to a life-saving straw, he said all the inside story he knew like pouring beans, "I have indeed seen Alice,? That's true, but Alice doesn't know me at all! We just sneaked on the street. On a date,? I happened to see Alice passing by from a distance,? She pointed at Alice and said, 'Did you see that? That's my daughter',? Then it was gone. We are not a relationship that can be seen , how could she introduce an affair partner to her daughter?"

"When did you have that kind of relationship with her?" The forensic doctor pondered for a while.

"Two months before the crime happened." The detective licked the corner of his mouth, "I really dare not tell you, the fact is that I did nothing, I didn't kill anyone! I was really in another woman's bed when the crime happened, don't believe it After I get out, I can ask her to come and testify. But if I expose our relationship now, it will be too much like the two of us conspiring to murder someone, plant a frame, frame a frame, and defraud insurance money. You will definitely accuse us like this, so I pretend that I don’t know each other! "

The forensic doctor frowned: "Do you have another woman?"

"Otherwise, why would he be expelled for his improper behavior?" The lady sneered.

The forensic doctor curled his lips: "Do you still remember what Alice looked like when you saw it?"

The detective was silent for a while, with a look of reminiscence on his face: "I don't remember very clearly, I just saw her from a distance, and just glanced at her... It seems that she is very short, very petite, and her skin is a little dark. Tell her, 'You are so beautiful, why did you give birth to a black girl'... so what if I have seen it? Anyway, the murderer must be her!"

Jack leaned back, and the forensic doctor noticed his little movements and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Jack rolled his eyes, with a contemptuous look on his face: "No, I just sympathize with Alice's adoptive father, the male master who committed suicide. His wife cuckolded him, and his stepdaughter framed him for sexual/aggression , and ended up dying alone in prison with his reputation ruined. It was the worst misfortune to meet this mother and daughter."

The medical examiner nodded sympathetically.

"Ma'am, the current situation is very unfavorable to you." Jack half-kneeled in front of the lady. The lady's long hair was messy, and she fell to the ground like a lamb. Even so, she was beautiful, and her mature beauty fell to the ground When it was broken, people's hearts were broken together, but Jack didn't care about her beauty, as if in front of him was not a woman of flesh and blood, but a marble statue: "Don't you say something? If you find out his bad habits such as snoring while sleeping, or not taking a shower before going to bed—anything is fine, if you continue like this, you will inherit a huge amount of insurance money, you have no alibi, and you still maintain an improper relationship with the police officer handling the case. We're being murdered."

The lady said firmly: "I didn't kill my daughter!"

"Other than that?" Jack sighed, "Is there anything else to clear your suspicion or expand others' suspicion?"

The lady lowered her head, her tone was bitter, she shook her head: "No."

"No?"

The lady took a deep breath: "Yes, no, no matter how you look at me, I look like a murderer. From your point of view...my suspicion is the biggest. But that's the problem, I'm not a murderer , I will not kill my daughter. Never."

"I know." Unexpectedly, Jack folded his hands and interlocked his fingers, and his golden eyes shone with sincerity-creepy sincerity, "Your eyes are mother's eyes, and you can do something for your children." Anything. I'm sure you didn't kill Alice, but my belief is useless, there were three other people there, and you'll have to convince them."

The noble lady looked around in a little astonishment, like a weak female cat, showing off her blue eyes innocently - but everyone avoided her gaze.The forensic doctor turned around, the dancer lowered her head, and the detective rolled her eyes. There was a slow sense of urgency floating in the room, like a noose around her neck that was gradually tightened.The noble lady felt that she had shrunk infinitely, and in the eyes of everyone, she descended further and further, and finally the place where the others were was turned into a high judgment stand, and they all became judges with gavels and bachelor hats , and she became a sinner who was crushed to death under the light of judgment.

She screamed: "You have no proof yet!"

"We are not judges, we don't need evidence, we can kill with suspicion." Jack lifted her seaweed-like blond hair, and there was no intimacy in his demeanor and movements. Instead, he seemed to be helping the corpse to sort out the remains: "Look, ma'am, just now we Everyone nearly died. It's hard work to be cautious and calm in these circumstances, and you can't expect us to be Sherlock Holmes in front of a wall of iron and steel that crushes our bones, can you? If you want to live, you have to Tell me what you know."

Apparently, they were impatient.That's why Jack volunteered to solve the first two games, and it wasn't some lady-like gentility.Just because in the face of the closed environment and the pressure of life and death, people will collapse at an unprecedented speed, and the moral bottom line will no longer exist.People will set up targets, tie suspicious guys to the stake and burn them to death. They will act completely according to their bestial instincts like wild animals, and will never use their brains to think again.They will blame each other, attack each other, hysterical and unscrupulous in order to be the last lucky one alive.

Jack doesn't care about the lives of everyone present, including his own, but he cares about the truth.From the moment he woke up, a strange intuition seized him, that is, the truth must be more bizarre than everyone thought.The truth is the carrot hanging in front of the donkey, driving him forward without stopping, but in the most extreme cases, the game loses fun, because everyone is lying, and no good detective can get the truth out of them. According to the testimony of the letter, the truth of the falling from the building that year must have been buried in a wasteland.

The pleasures this lady had afforded him were coming to an end.Jack sighed, his golden pupils dimmed slightly.

However, it is enough.

The noble lady faced his smiling face, and there was no sympathy or pity in those golden eyes, only interest.He tasted her pain slowly, as if it were some delicacy.This is undoubtedly an offense, but she lowered her head again, buried her face in the deep shadows, like a dying deer: "I have nothing to say."

"Really gone?"

"Nothing."

"I will abstain for you." Jack shook his head, stood up, and did not persuade him any more.

The lady whispered, "Thank you."

The detective saw that they had finished talking, and hurriedly shouted: "Jigsaw, I apply for the first vote!"

At this moment, everyone's mobile phones rang at the same time, with a few beeps, Jack pressed the screen of the smartphone, and a light yellow envelope icon was displayed on it.

Vote Initiator: Jigsaw

Voter: Jack Napier

发送时间：2016年5月12日星期四?17：36：41

Voting rules:

1. Everyone can only cast one vote and accept abstention

2. If 2 or more votes are tied, the game will be a draw and no one will die

3. If the votes are not tied, the person with the highest number of votes will die

Voting entry: click here

Jack walked back into the crowd without looking back at the lady.Beside him, the forensic doctor stared at the noble lady like a dying lamb being put on the altar, noticing Jack's death-like calm, he turned his head and said, "Don't you feel anything?"

"What?" Jack didn't move his head.

"She might die. When you look at her, doesn't your heart beat a few more times?" The forensic doctor knew that his emotions were wrong, but it was just like what Jack said - a closed space, a game of death at any time, the pressure of life and death choices Now, it's hard to keep a cool head.But Jack was different, which was why the coroner hated him so much at this moment, even though she herself didn't know the origin of this hatred.

"Edward, I once heard a physics hypothesis that all elementary particles are made of curved space, and these folds of space make up everything we know, so at the microscopic level, there is nothing in the universe but space, physics does not exist .I like this theory very much. It means that the universe is geometric. On the smallest scale, all science is dead, and mathematics can still live." Jack said slowly, "When you start to care about the shape of the universe, you will Discover that life is not as important as you think. It is just a cycle of entropy and complex entropy. In mathematics, it is simple addition and subtraction. You can't find more mathematical problems from it, and you will become more and more familiar with it. lose interest."

The forensic doctor said angrily, "Is there only curiosity left for you?"

Jack nodded calmly in his gaze: "Yes."

The forensic doctor looked at him deeply, as if he didn't know him at all: "Why are you so... don't you think this is a perverted idea?"

"Physicists in the last century only wanted to see what would happen when two atomic nuclei collided. As for whether the government would use it to develop weapons, whether thermonuclear missiles and nuclear leaks would kill tens of thousands of people. They are indifferent to life. This is the charm of the truth. In front of the truth, life is small. You are the same, and so are I, and everyone is the same." Jack patted the forensic doctor on the shoulder, "I don't think it's shameful, if there is no right In the relentless pursuit of truth, human beings are still animals that live in caves and drink blood."

"If, as you say, on a certain scale, mathematics does not exist, truth does not exist, what are you going to do?"

Jack was stunned for a rare moment, and then shivered, as if he saw a dark sun rising, and the whole universe became a huge silent tragedy.Finally, he turned his head, and instead of answering directly, he sighed softly: "Ah... that's really scary."