Chapter 31: (Including "Beauty" and "Snail" Welfare Little Theater)

The third one was Wen Xiaohua's dormitory. His bed was also a little dirty, but better than Lu Ji and worse than Xu Sheng. The walls are covered with school schedules, some animation exhibition leaflets, and sports brand pictorials endorsed by Zhang Mingxing.
There are some postgraduate books on the bookshelf, and some inspirational success books. The desktop is a bit messy but not dirty. There were white T-shirts in the closet, and a few cartoon T-shirts and shorts. There are sneakers under the table.
After leaving Nanhua University, the two went to the rented houses of Jiang Xueran and Rong Xiaofeng, who had already graduated.
Rong Xiaofeng shared a lease with a female classmate. She lives in a small room. The mosquito net is pink and there are many pictures of her Cosplay on the wall. The room was a bit messy and a bit dirty. Dirty clothes were left in the corner and not washed yet. The wardrobe is milky white and the clothes look cheap, but the style is trendy and colorful.
Bo Jinyan noticed that there were still several pots of green plants on the balcony of the house, and asked the other girl who lived with it, "Who raised these plants?"
The girl replied, "Oh ... I raised it."
"Don't Rong Xiaofeng support these?"
After learning about Rong Xiaofeng's death, the girl was still a little bit shocked and replied: "No ... she doesn't support her, she and she have no patience to do this. She only likes listening to music and cospaly."
It seems that Jiang Xueran's economic conditions are relatively more affluent, and he rented a one-bedroom. But the location is relatively biased and the houses are old. This is a house built in the 90's, and the long corridor is lined with houses. Jiang Xueran's room was relatively tidy, and there were several expensive shirts and trousers hanging in the cabinet. But the hue of the whole house is also cold, without much decoration, it looks like the rented one, without much change. Clothes are also mostly black and white. There is nothing else on the bookshelf except for workplace books and financial books.
Leaving Jiang Xueran's home, Bo Jinyan asked Jian Yao: "Did you see clearly?"
Jian Yao replied: "See clearly."
"I already know what the secret they are hiding." Bo Jinyan said, "The three of them are lying."
Jian Yao said, "I think, I know."
Bo Jinyan smiled slightly: "The flower of criminal psychology is more and more flourishing in front of me."

In the interrogation room, a white light, quiet and dazzling.
The first to be tried was Wen Xiaohua.
Persimmons must be softly pinched, this is Fang Qing's traditional approach.
Compared with yesterday evening, Wen Xiaohua now seems to calm down a lot. However, Fang Qing knew very well that for such a weak-headed boy, the kind of calmness was like paper, and it was broken at the first poke.
"When did you join Yueying Animation?" Fang Qing asked eagerly.
Wen Xiaohua: "The year before ... the first half."
"How many people were there at the animation club?"
Wen Xiaohua: "Three or two. Rong Xiaofeng and Jiang Xueran."
"What do you do for anime club?"
"I ... I'm in charge of playing the role of grandma, and, some chores."
Fang Qing frowned: "Just ... too?"
An Yan leaned over and explained to him in a low voice, Fang Qing frowned and nodded.
"The day before the crime, you bought water from a convenience store and went back. Did anyone see it along the way?"
Wen Xiaohua's face turned red immediately: "I, I didn't notice."
"Have you stayed on the road?"
"No!"
...
Gradually, touch more sensitive topics.
Fang Qing stared straight at him: "Is there really no one else who has the key to your studio?"
Wen Xiaohua: "Should not be there."
"But the poison is in the water," An Yan said indifferently. "Except for the two dead, only you three can come into contact with the water."
Wen Xiaohua suddenly panicked: "I don't know! It's not me anyway! It's not me! I poison them for what they do, me, me ... I really don't know this kind of thing ..."
Fang Qing interrupted him: "Who do you think would be poisoned?" The cold tone only made Wen Xiaohua's heart tremble.
"I do not know."
"There must be such a person." Fang Qing said, "Otherwise the poison will not run into the mineral water bottle by itself. Wen Xiaohua, you must be clear that the poison is in all water. Now if you hide something, Who knows if the killer's next victim will be you! "
Wen Xiaohua fought a chill.
After being silent for a while, he looked up and said, "... Jiang Xueran."
Neither Fang Qing nor An Yan spoke.
Wen Xiaohua himself couldn't hold his breath, stuttering, "Jiang Xueran! He is cold-blooded among us. If ... if someone really poisons, it will not be someone else, it must be him!"
"Why do you doubt him? What motive does he have for killing everyone?" Fang Qing asked slowly.
Wen Xiaohua froze for a moment and lowered her head: "I don't know. You must ask someone."
Fang Qing and An Yan glanced at each other and did not speak.
"The last question." Fang Qing took something out of the drawer. It was the little monk's doll ornament that Bo Jinyan found in the studio, which had been wiped clean. He asked, "Who bought this decoration?"
Wen Xiaohua opened her lips and replied, "I can't remember, maybe ... it's Lu Ji's."

The second to be tried was Xu Sheng.
The girl, as she had seen before, sat behind the table silently and slightly nervously. Fang Qing's people get very short answers to any questions.
"When did you join Yueying Animation?"
"Last September."
"How many people were there at the animation club?"
"Three."
"Which three?"
"Rong Xiaofeng, Jiang Xueran, Wen Xiaohua."
"What did you do on the day of the crime?"
Xu Sheng replied: "I am responsible for organizing the props. Cospaly is a female killer in an anime and needs makeup and preparation."
"Is anyone applying makeup to you?"
"No, we don't have the money, please, we are all on our own."
Fang Qing: "Have you noticed, who has touched the water? In the studio, there are only five of you."
Xu Sheng bit her lip and replied, "I didn't notice. The water was bought by Wen Xiaohua."
"Oh?" Fang Qing asked, "So you suspect Wen Xiaohua?"
Xu Sheng shook his head: "I don't doubt him. He has no reason to kill us."
Fang Qing threw out the question again: "Then who do you think is poisoning? There is always such a person, the poison will not run into the bottle by itself."
Xu Sheng: "... I don't know."
"The poison goes down to all the bottles." An Yan said, "Don't hide anything. Otherwise, what's next for the killer?"
Xu Sheng was pale and silent.
"... Jiang Xueran." She said slowly.
"Why?" Fang Qing asked.
"He is more selfish and not very emotional."
"Why did he kill someone?"
Xu Sheng was silent for a while and said, "I don't know. But it can't be Wen Xiaohua and me."
Finally, Fang Qing took out the ornament again: "Who is this ornament?"
Xu Sheng looked silent.
"More than two hundred, it's quite expensive."
"It's Wen Xiaohua's," Xu Sheng answered.

Compared with Wen Xiaohua and Xu Sheng, Jiang Xueran seemed very calm and somewhat disinterested.
"You created the animation club?" Fang Qing asked.
Jiang Xueran paused and said, "Yes. I founded with Xiaofeng. I didn't expect such a thing to happen today."
"What were you doing on the day of the crime?"
"What else can I do? That day was the largest animation exhibition this year. I organized members to prepare for the show and have been busy. The water was bought by Wen Xiaohua, I have never touched it."
"I heard that your society will soon be dissolved?" Fang Qing asked.
Jiang Xueran sighed and said, "Yes. Police officer, you know, we have all graduated, we all have to work. Such things as animation clubs, colleges can play. Whoever has work, energy, and money, nothing income."
"Does anyone disagree?" An Yan asked.
Jiang Xueran: "No, everyone agrees. We all have to survive, we all have to eat."
"What kind of poison do you think?" Fang Qing seemed to inadvertently hint, "You are all sure, only 5 of you have the key. Poisoning is in mineral water, and only 3 of you can get in touch."
To the surprise of Fang Qing and An Yan, Jiang Xueran replied without hesitation: "It is Xu Sheng."
Fang Qing: "Why?"
Jiang Xueran sneered and replied: "Who knows, she has always been lonely and doesn't know what she's thinking. Wen Xiaohua has no courage. Since there is no one else, it can only be her!"
Fang Qing took a sip of tea without talking. An Yan also typed his head down. Jiang Xueran looked at them, his face slowly turning red: "Do you doubt me?"
"It's not that we doubt you," Fang Qing said, "your companion, someone doubts you."
Jiang Xueran seemed very angry, sneer and said, "I? I'm full, why are you killing them! This is bloody! It must be Xu Sheng, not wrong, only she can succeed. And ... … "He seemed to think of something, saying," Even if it's not Xu Sheng, have you suspected that Lu Ji and Rong Xiaofeng have died? It's not necessarily their own poison, and they want to poison everyone, or get rid of it. Here we are! This is not always the case in detective TV shows? It's not me anyway! I'm sick before killing people! "
Fang Qing did not respond to his excited emotions, but took out the ornament again and asked, "Who bought this?"
Jiang Xueran's eyes narrowed, he looked down at the table, and replied, "It's probably ... Rong Xiaofeng's."
(Below is a small theater that broadcasts welfare sweetness)

A small theater that has nothing to do with the text-about family cleaning (some years later)
Jian Yao is a clean-hearted person who always has a clean and organized house. Although Bo Jinyan did little work, he was also critical and neat. All files and clothes must be kept neat and clean.
But one day ...
Suddenly, Jian Yao realized that his son's room was always messy. Books are littered, clothes are littered, and every time she walks in, she feels she has walked into another world.
Jian Yao asked Bo Jinyan: "You said this child, who is so stupid, who is he?"
Bo Jinyan answered very academically: "Near Zhu Zhechi, are there such people around us?"
The two thought of the same person by accident, and the year-to-date relationship between that person and Xiao Bojian. No wonder every time I walk into Xiao Bianjian's room, I feel like I once knew each other!
Jian Yao was dejected: "It must be that Bo Jian has been playing with his dry brother An Yan for a long time. You look at An Yan's home and it looks like a haystack. God, I don't want my son to become an old man otaku!"
Bo Jinyan smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I'll talk to him. This is the responsibility of my father."
at night.
Father and son sit facing each other.
Bo Jinyan: "Learn less about the bad habits of your brother An Yan, such as 邋遢. Oh, whenever I walk into your room, I think I walked into the crime scene."
Bo Jian looked up and said lightly, "That's my way of life."
Bo Jinyan: "Really? Do you want to live like an old leftover otaku in the future?"
Bo Jian: "It sounds like you weren't like that."
Bo Jinyan: "Funny! Did you know that An Yan was still counting game coins on the computer when I chased your mother back then?"
Bo Jian was silent for a moment, and opened the drawer, which was filled with a stack of beautiful stationery stained with fragrance.
Bo Jinyan froze.
Thin and light: "These are just love letters I received this semester. If I want to fall in love, feel free to. By the way, dad, have you received love letters when you were studying?
Bo Jinyan: "... sorry, I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Bo Jian: "Obviously, me too."