god of reasoning

Chapter 57 "Footsteps of Giants" ([-])
After Wen Ze and the three of them returned to the restaurant, other people immediately surrounded them and asked what happened. Wen Ze briefly told them what he saw.After hearing this, Xiao Lang and Zi Yan's mother and daughter couldn't help but let out an 'ah'.

"The police won't be here for another two hours. We can't just wait during this time. Let's analyze the case." Zhang Yang moved a chair and sat down, and said to the others.

"Analyze the case? Didn't Shaobai commit suicide?" Zi Yan asked.

"It looks like a suicide at the scene, but there are indications that it is probably a murder." Zhang Yang replied calmly.

"Murder!" There was an uproar in the restaurant.

"Quiet, everyone, listen to Zhang Yang first." The stable captain finally regained his former composure and began to maintain order.

"Then I will express my opinion first..." Then, Zhang Yang repeated his analysis of Wen Ze and the others at the scene of the crime, "...so, I feel that the possibility of homicide is very high. And... Speaking of which, he looked around and continued, "If Shaobai was murdered, because this place is located in the outskirts of the city, the possibility of outsiders committing the crime is very small, so I think the murderer should be among us." .”

"What?!" Wang Jun was the first to raise an objection, "It's too much for you to say that, and you actually doubt us!"

"Don't worry, I'm just proposing a possibility. And when the police come later, they will probably be so suspicious, so it's better for us to recall what we were doing from last night to this morning."

"So you want us to provide an alibi?" Wang Jun's tone was obviously displeased.

"That's right." Zhang Yang nodded.

"Everyone, just follow what Zhang Yang said, and tell me what you did from last night to this morning." Wen Ze stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.

"Is it useful to discuss the alibi now? The police haven't arrived yet, and we don't know the exact time of Shaobai's death." Xiao Lang interjected.

"I really don't know the exact time of Shaobai's death, but I still know the approximate time." After speaking, Zhang Yang stood up, "Everyone, please follow me."

Everyone followed him out of the restaurant and walked towards Li Shaobai's room.

"Okay! Everyone stop for a moment!" Soon, Zhang Yang signaled everyone to stop, and the opposite was Shaobai's room, between where they were standing and the door of Shaobai's room, there was a sheet of white snow.

"Everyone pay attention to the footprints on the snow ahead." Hearing Zhang Yang say, everyone looked at the footprints on the snow ahead.

There are a total of nine rows of messy footprints on the snow.

Zhang Yang pointed to the middle rows of footprints and explained: "The two messy back and forth footprints were left by Wang Jun when he went to call Shaobai and ran back to report the news. The three single-directional footprints on the side are our previous ones. It was left when we went to Shaobai’s room to check.” Then he pointed to the three lines of footprints that circled around from Shaobai’s room on the left, “These three lines are other footprints that we are afraid of stepping on when we leave. , so I deliberately walked around and left it when I came back."

"Oh, but what does this mean?" Zi Yan asked in confusion.

"These are all footprints left this morning, and have little to do with this case. The most important thing is this footprint..." He pointed to the last footprint on the right, "It looks like someone walked from Shaobai's room was left when he left, but there is no footprint when he came. This should explain a problem."

"What's the problem?" Everyone asked in unison.

"That is to say, the owner of these footprints came to Shaobai's room before the snow stopped, that is, between 11 o'clock and 2 o'clock last night, so the footprints when he came were covered by the wind and snow. Xue stopped He didn’t leave there until later, so only the footprints of when he left were left. I checked Shaobai’s body, and based on the stiffness of the body, I deduced that he should have been dead for about 7 hours, which coincided with the time when the mysterious person visited. So I'm pretty sure he's the murderer. Therefore..." At this point, he paused for a moment, and then continued, "Everyone just need to provide the alibi between 11:2 and [-]:[-] last night."

(End of this chapter)