The conversation with the lawyer went very smoothly. Soon, the lawyer left and Zhou Yan was sent back to the cell.

Now, the action to save my life has taken the first step.

Next, the second step... prove that you did not kill anyone.

This is much more difficult than the first step.

Because until now, Zhou Yan himself is not sure whether he killed someone or not.

All the evidence points to oneself, and there is only the unreasonable point of [dust in the crack of the door]. With this thing alone, it is definitely impossible to clear away the suspicion.

What's more, the shelf life of this clue has passed long ago, and now there is no way to verify it. Just relying on one's own confession and wanting to survive is definitely nonsense.

"There must be a chance! Sure!"

Zhou Yan said to himself, and then he subconsciously turned his head and looked at the book beside him.

"Detective Cultivation Manual"

Author: Fei Gua

The strange title is like the profession of "Detective" is a knight in the novel, and this book is a martial arts secret, and it still requires practice.

And the pseudonym of Feigua... is even less good.

Zhou Yan complained in his heart, but his hand couldn't help but stretched over and took the book and placed it on his legs.

Then... open the book.

Zhou Yan felt it was ridiculous at this moment because he didn't know why he opened this book. Are he looking forward to something?

It's so ridiculous.

Then Zhou Yan discovered that he was actually looking forward to it... Looking forward to more words appearing in this book, and some sentences appearing in these words, giving him a flash of inspiration and helping him

Eluting suspicion.

Of course, this is impossible, because it is obviously a normal book, and everything before it was just a boring prank.

He thought this way, and at the same time, he turned the book to the page he read last time.

The next second...

"Grass!"

He cursed, and his eyes were filled with a look of "Is this a fucking joke with me?"

Character!

More words!

Not only this page, but also the next page, but even several pages behind it.

All are words.

Zhou Yan tried hard to make his breathing evenly. Now even if he didn't want to admit it, there was nothing he could do.

The facts are in front of you, none of this is a prank! This book is alive!

The words on it appear out of thin air. No one has written them up or changed books. Everything seems like a supernatural phenomenon!

The reason why Zhou Yan was sure that no one had touched the book was because when he left the cell, he deliberately placed the book in a seemingly random position, but this position was at right angles to a fold on the quilt. If someone moved

After reading, Zhou Yan will definitely discover it.

Moreover, he also made a light mark with his fingernails on a page of the book, so he was sure that this book was the one he put on the bed before he left.

In short, Zhou Yan has now confirmed that this book must be extraordinary, although he doesn't know what this means.

No matter what, the most important thing now is to live, otherwise it will be useless to think about it.

So Zhou Yan forced himself to accept this matter. He lowered his head and began to read the words in the book.

[Second-rate_Swordsman: Here ☆?(o*?ω?)?]

Zhou Yan had read this person's words before, but... what this person said this time is useless except for being cute.

Keep reading...

[No solution: The scene may have been cleaned up]

Have you cleaned up the scene? The possibility seems not to be too high. After all, the door was locked by the deceased himself, and no one can come in.

[Dr. Machine Wang: The murderer may not have gone out through the main entrance]

Not the main entrance? This should not be possible. The case sect said that the entire warehouse is closed, except for the main entrance, there is no window. Although the police in this world are a bit unreliable, if there is really a secret door,

They probably won't miss it.

[Bread Crop Wo Xiu'er: I'm helpless and wait for death]

"Bah! How does this guy speak!"

There are many things to say next, although there are some useless, Zhou Yan was very pleased to find that the text in the book gradually began to have themes, and these themes all moved closer to their own cases.

This is a good phenomenon!

Zhou Yan's confidence gradually began to rise as the words increased.

He turned the next page.

【Elf Fias: Maybe the door is fake?】

Zhou Yan was stunned...

"Fake door?" He repeated again: "Fake door! This idea is interesting!"

Zhou Yan seemed to have really felt like a 'inspiration flash'.

But after thinking about it again, after the police arrived, they checked everything inside and outside. That door was the most common warehouse door. If there were any signs of hand-and-foot or disassembly on the bearings and door pages,

It would definitely be discovered. Besides, the night before, the deceased man named Zhang locked the door. If there was a problem with the door, he should have discovered it too! Thinking about it this way, there should be no problem with the door.

Thinking of this, the inspiration just now faded away a pity.

However, Zhou Yan was not discouraged, and continued to read...

Then!

【Qingjiuwa: The lock was prepared in advance!】

"The lock prepared in advance? What does it mean? Is the lock I touched on the ground in the middle of the night?

This inference is good. For example, the lock is a specially modified type. As long as you use a special method, you can open the lock from the outside, similar to the type of remote remote control switch.

However, this kind of lock should not be easy to make.

emmm...but if you forcefully explain it, it makes barely understandable.

So, the murderer used this lock as bait and came in in the middle of the night, killed Zhang, and then blamed himself?

But if this is the case, there will be a very difficult point to control.

That is... all plans must be based on the premise that 'Zhang picked up the door lock personally and then locked the door from the inside'.

How can a real murderer be guaranteed? In that nervous situation, Zhang will definitely touch the lock. You know, there is not even a window in the warehouse, and it is a group of black.

Moreover, we have to ensure that Zhang must pluck his courage to lock the door.

What if Zhang is too scared and shrinks into the corner, what should I do? Isn’t the whole plan ruined?"

When Zhou Yan thought of this, he shook his head again, and then continued to look down.

He read the text in the book so quickly, sorted it out in his mind, picked out those that were helpful to the case, gathered them together, and tried to find any inspiration from it.

After this operation, Zhou Yan did not seem to feel the difficulty, but was quite handy.

After a while...

Suddenly, Zhou Yan noticed someone's words.

[Inconsistent fantasy: Maybe Zhang is not Zhang, someone pretends to be Zhang and joins others to mislead. Then the fake Zhang hides and leaves the real Zhang's body behind.]

Zhou Yan was stunned!
Chapter completed!