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"Then why didn't your boyfriend come with you? Did you have a fight? Does he still mind what happened last time?"

Xu Zhi's face suddenly dropped as he couldn't help but lift the pot.

Cheng Xuran was listening and holding his forehead. Emotional intelligence is really a very important thing. For example, some people seem to be born without it.

Then the deceased appeared, and everyone left their positions to search for clues in the first round of evidence collection.

The murder scene is dark, suspenseful and full of doubts, which echoes well with the stormy dark sky outside, the bright red blood on the ground, and the handcuffs thrown messily on the ground.

Cheng Xuran was looking for physical evidence when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him. He was startled and turned around to see Song Yanqing.

"Be careful, don't be surprised." Song Yanqing is obviously more familiar with the rules and procedures of script killing than Cheng Xuran. He is very handy in everything he does and looks for clues neatly.

"Are you really the murderer?" Cheng Xuran still remembered what Song Yanqing said.

"Are you?" Song Yanqing was looking through the drawers. Hearing this, he put one hand on the table and looked at her. His eyes were a little playful, making people fall in. Half of his face was hidden in the red light in the room.

The atmosphere was inexplicably suffocating.

"I'm not." The distance was very close, and there was no one else at the murder scene. The closed door, dilapidated and decayed, hit death directly. It was very depressing, and there was a rebellious cleanness about him. Cheng Xuran raised his head, his eyelashes were very long and dense, She answered quickly, "I'm a police officer."

"What are you talking about?" Xing Jianshu saw these two people as soon as he came in and asked carelessly, "Are there any clues you are hiding from me?"

The atmosphere was broken, Cheng Xuran was startled and came back to his senses.

Song Yanqing had already passed Cheng Xuran, leaving only one sentence when he passed by, lingering in Cheng Xuran's ears, like the cold smoke lingering in his ears.

"me too."

He put his arm around Xing Jianshu and dragged him out by the shoulders.

Xing Jianshu struggled unsuccessfully and raised his middle finger cursingly.

Cheng Xuran looked at their backs thoughtfully.

The entire scripted scene lasts five hours, five and 10 minutes.

It was quite long, and everyone was a little tired by the end. During the three rounds of evidence collection, the thrilling and oppressive atmosphere made everyone immersed in the scene.

With the incandescent lights overhead, on a large white round conference table, nine people were in a confrontation, with different thoughts, trying to deduce the murderer.

Xing Jianshu was right. Song Yanqing was indeed good at playing. He had been playing script killing since high school. Sometimes he would skip class and go to the reasoning studio if he was too lazy to learn.

He was very serious and at ease throughout the game.

The most special thing about Song Yanqing is that his seriousness is relaxed and tense, and he can control that degree very well.

This is very different from Cheng Xuran.

The role he got was that of a psychiatrist who visited the victim's home that day, only to find the victim's body lying in a pool of blood and called the police.

And all this is just the beginning of a nightmare.

What happened one after another pushed everyone involved in this case into the abyss of destruction.

During the immersive experience on site, Cheng Xuran held a pen and meditated. As a police officer, she found three physical evidences during the evidence search, such as broken butterfly specimens and broken glass.

According to character information, the character played by Song Yanqing has had an almost obsessive hobby since childhood. He likes to collect various butterfly specimens and simulated animal specimens.