Bi Xia walked to the crime scene under the puzzled gazes of the crowd. She pulled out a chair, turned it around, placed one foot on the seat, and with a flick of her long robe, she flipped and sat on the chair, leaning diagonally against the armrest.
The boy sitting on the chair like a boss made Xu Renfei’s mouth twitch slightly. He lightly coughed, tapped his jade flute against his palm, glanced around with his peach blossom eyes, hooked another chair with his foot, then turned and sat down, crossing his legs, casually playing with the jade flute as he raised an eyebrow at Miss Wang and the others.
Although he was still in a cloud of confusion, his momentum was unwavering!
Landlord Wang glanced at Miss Wang and stepped forward, "I wonder if the two gentlemen are certain who killed Chang Xian. Is this true?"
Bi Xia lazily lifted her gaze, "Landlord Wang seems a bit scared."
Landlord Wang paused momentarily, then smiled, "What is there for me to be afraid of?"
"Indeed, you need not be afraid at all," Bi Xia raised an eyebrow, "At most... you are just an accomplice."
"What!"
"Don’t speak nonsense!"
Miss Wang frowned at Bi Xia, coldly shouting.
Bi Xia shrugged, "Miss Wang, there’s no need to get so agitated. Your father is merely an accomplice. Now, do you want to know who the real killer is?"
"...I couldn’t care less who it is," Miss Wang paused for a moment, then said, "You are falsely accusing my father, which makes me doubt whether you can solve the case at all!"
"Tsk," Xu Renfei chuckled lightly, "It was you who asked us to investigate the case, and now it is you who doubts us..."
Saying that, Xu Renfei looked towards the camera, "Hey, hey, hey, be my witnesses!"
Bi Xia nodded, "I understand your reaction; it is normal, but..."
She suddenly looked up at Miss Wang, "As the real murderer, upon discovering that your father is helping you do all this, even attempting to take the blame for you, Miss Wang, how do you feel?"
"You are speaking nonsense!"
Xu Renfei gazed deeply at Miss Wang, then suddenly smiled, "Miss Wang, why get angry? Instead, why not listen carefully to our analysis and refute us afterward. Isn’t that better?"
Miss Wang took a deep breath, "Fine, speak!"
Xu Renfei snapped his fingers at Bi Xia, who blinked. Seeing Xu Renfei leave his seat, Bi Xia lifted her gaze to Miss Wang, "Actually, at first, my suspicion was not directed at you but at your father. His suspicious points were just too obvious."
Speaking, Bi Xia stood up and approached Mr. Li, picked up the knife from the ground, "Landlord Wang said he rushed to protect Miss Wang after the lights dimmed and then was injured by the murderer."
"But I’m sorry, my hearing is quite sensitive, so I’m very sure during that period, I only heard one set of footsteps, which were Landlord Wang’s. There was no murderer."
"Additionally, you said you were injured by the murderer while protecting Miss Wang, but this does not make sense."
Landlord Wang looked calmly at Bi Xia, "Why does that not make sense?"
At that moment, the hall light suddenly went out, throwing everyone into a panic, especially Miss Wang, "Father! Father!"
At that moment, footsteps sounded, and Landlord Wang shouted, "Who!"
Miss Wang reflexively screamed, and at this moment Bi Xia’s voice rang out, "Stop!"
The scene sounded terribly chaotic. With a snap, the lights came back on, and everyone looked at the scene ahead in surprise.
Xu Renfei was holding the jade flute against Landlord Wang’s neck, while Bi Xia had her long sword pointed at Xu Renfei’s abdomen. Most notably, Miss Wang had fallen to the ground, clearly still in shock.
Seeing Xu Renfei, Landlord Wang’s face turned furious, yet inwardly he was in despair. Damn it! What is this? Director, you didn’t tell me this act carried life-threatening risks!
Bi Xia sheathed the sword and smiled at Landlord Wang, "Landlord Wang, we are just simulating the crime scene..."
"However... your reactions seem different from before..."