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  “How did you wake up this m?”

  Fatty replied without thinking, “I was woken up by the screams of the woman in pajamas. She was shouting that someone was dead.”

  “Hmm, what did you see when you ran outside?”

  “Everyone was gathered in front of a door, and there was a rge pool of fresh blood on the ground in front of it,” he expined as he recalled the events.

  “And what about the woman in pajamas?”

  “She,” Fatty thought seriously for a moment, “was sitting on the ground, seemingly terrified, screaming nonstop. Later, she ped by the guy in the duck-billed cap, and that’s when she quieted down.”

  “Do you remember her position?”

  “Yes,” Fatty paused, as if something didn’t click for him, but he still answered holy, “She was right behind the crowd, opposite the door where the i happened.”

  He vividly depicted the situation at that time.

  “Is there a problem with this?” he then asked.

  “Of course there is a problem,” Jiang g replied calmly. “Her position is nht.”

  “The room where the i occurred doesn’t have a room number, but by cheg the rooms one by one in order, it should be Room 414. This means that the room where the i happened is closest to Room 407 among the four rooms we have.”

  “It was already bright outside at that time. on sense would dictate that the woman in pajamas would quickly notice the rge pool of blood in front of Room 414 as soon as she stepped out, leadio scream immediately. How could she wait until she reached the door of Room 414 to start screaming and then just colpse there?” Jiang g looked at Fatty. “She’s not blind.”

  Fatty's eyes widened, staring at Jiang g in disbelief.

  It had to be said, this was indeed against on sense.

  “This is just the first point.” Jiang g didn’t give Fatty a ce to speak and tinued, “Sedly, as a newer, and with her only roommate leaving the previous night and being unated for, who gave her the ce to be the first to push open the door and step outside, not worried about a ghost standing right outside?”

  Jiang g tinued, “If I were her, I would never do that, nor would I dare to.”

  “What about the third point?”

  Jiang g paused for a few seds and said slowly, “The body of the woman in the gsam has been tampered with; someone had e before us.”

  Fatty thought for a moment and then raised his head, just as his mouth opened, he heard Jiang g say, “I know what you’re about to say: that it’s possible a ghost also did something to the body, right?”

  Fatty nodded.

  During the st mission, Sister Nuan’s body was taken by a ghost and hung upside down on a cross, while clerk Xie Yu was ed in a quilt and dragged away after being scared to death by a ghost, suffering a horrible fate.

  “But the strahing is that the woman in the gsam only has one injury, which is her broken jaw,” Jiang g tinued after p for a moment. “However, the position of the buttons on her gsam colr has ged.”

  “Buttons?” Fatty frowned. “Position?”

  “Yes,” Jiang g nodded. “The gsam the woman was wearing had three buttons at the colr. The first time I saw her, she had only fastehe top two. When the person from Room 405 came out just before she went to bed, she was startled and came out too, and at that time, she still had only the top two buttons fastened, with the st o undone.”

  “But on the body of the woman in the gsam, all three buttons were ly fastened.”

  “I don’t think a ghost would have the mood to faste button for her after killing her,” he gowards the dormitory dire. “So I think the most appropriate expnation is that someone carefully examined her body after she died, but during the process of rest it, they overlooked this inspicuous button and hurriedly faste.”

  “Doctor,” Fatty said, “first, I must decre that I agree with most of your reasoning, but this st button… couldn’t it have been fastened by the woman in the gsam herself?”

  “No way,” Jiang g replied firmly.

  “Why not?”

  Jiang g took a deep breath, pced his hands on his chest, and made a rather unrefined gesture. “Very simple: if she fastehat third button, it would have stricted her breathing.”

  Fatty’s eyes lit up as he recalled the impressive proportions of the woman in the gsam.

  Her face was unremarkable, but if you talked about her figure…

  Fatty nodded vigorously, “Doctor, you’re right. I pletely agree with your point.”

  “If all the above points are just based on on sense reasoning, the point is the solid evidence against the woman in pajamas.” Fatty suddenly felt Jiang g’s image growing taller in his eyes, just as the tter said, “There were bloodstains on the soles of her shoes, which I discovered by ce while she was sitting on the ground.”

  “I get that,” Fatty said excitedly; he finally felt he was on the same wavelength as Jiang g. “Given her character, she definitely wouldn’t dare step on a bloody area. She dider the room before we arrived, so her persona crumbles—she is the one who moved the body before we got there!”

  “No.” Jiang g shook his head. “The bloodstains on the soles are not the most important; they also be expined as having been stepped on uionally or as an unscious rea due to shock. That’s not solid evidence.”

  Fatty’s enthusiasm cooled down. “Then what is the solid evidence?”

  “Her soles had bloodstains, but the edges of her shoes were .” Jiang g slightly moved his stiff neck, finally realizing that analyzing the case for Fatty was more borious than solving it himself. “The edges of her shoes were very ; she had ed them.”

  Fatty pieced together the clues, and a few seds ter, he had an expression of sudden realization.

  That’s right, Jiang g was correct; blood on the soles was not a big deal. He himself, as well as Jiang g, certainly had blood on their soles.

  Not only the soles, he looked down and noticed a yer of fresh red color on the edges of his own shoes.

  Jiang g did too.

  Everyone who had ehe room would have picked up some blood; after all, the blood of the woman in the gsam had already pooled on the ground, f some spots of blood.

  But if someone had deliberately ed the edges of their shoes, that would reveal something signifit.

  She had a guilty sce.

  Otherwise, why would she do that?

  With the old questions crified, new ones surfaced. Fatty bit his lip and looked up. “Why did the woman in pajamas do this?”

  The disadvantages of killing a teammate were obvious, especially sihe woman in the gsam was not a novice.

  “Fatty,” Jiang g said quietly, “don’t you think the woman in pajamas is very simir to someone we know?”

  “Who?” As soon as Fatty asked, an image immediately popped into his mind. He asked in trepidation, “Are you talking about that woman from st time?!”

  “Yeah.” Jiang g g him. “She said her name was Xiaomeng, but I suspect it’s a fake name.”

  (End of the Chapter)

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