Deng Bin flipped through Jiao Kai's re-recorded confession, comparing the in and out of the original confession.

Basically, there are some unexplainable bizarre statements in the original confession, but now they are covered up and explained with just one drunk crazy saying.

The corpse is in a horror movie!

The torn palms and the winding things are similar to the grinning monsters in horror movies.

The reason why Chen Chao accused him of murdering was probably because he was prejudiced to the horror novelist who wrote suspense and thriller. In addition, he was unconscious after being drunk, and subconsciously overlapped Chen Chao's image with the perverted murderer in horror movies.

In addition, Jiao Kai completely confessed to the miserable scene in the corridor and strongly pointed out that it was his own actions. The reason was that he was angry with the client tonight, and because he had been deeply resentful of the landlord and aunt, he finally broke out with alcohol today.

After reading the confession word by word, Deng Bin took the bun handed over by Xue Fei, chewed hard, and chewed hard on his cheeks.

Analyzing simply from the perspective of confessions, compared with the confusing and bizarre confessions in the first edition, the second edition is obviously clearer in the fact listing, logically more smoothly, and objectively convincing.

Moreover, the evidence collected from the scene, whether it is the beer bottle on the ground in Jiaokai's room, the mobile phone lying on the bed to play horror movies, the paint buckets and dining tablecloths found in the corridor, and most importantly, no clues of murder and hiding corpses were found in the self-built building. All of these can better support and support the second version of the confession.

"However, Jiao Kai's expression changes before and after were not acting. The wine bottles in the room and the movies playing on his mobile phone were both appropriately perfect, and there was even a deliberate scent hidden inside, just like someone had already made a prediction and carefully placed the props that plugged the loopholes in advance."

Deng Bin knew in his heart that the above predictions can only be regarded as his personal subjective inference, and there is no evidence to support his inference.

But as an old policeman's intuition tells him that the confession of these two versions is not entirely the truth, and there must be a third unknown version hidden behind this.

Only in this third version can it be possible to restore the true appearance of the whole thing, and the final interpretation of this version is in the hands of Chen Chao.

Deng Bin wiped out all the buns in a few bites, then took the paper cup handed over by Xue Fei, poured water from a big mouthful, and rinsed his mouth.

I have to say that cold white blooms means no wolfberry tea to nourish and refresh the spirit.

Deng Bin didn't care about it either. He wiped off the mimetic stains on his mouth with his cuffs. He looked down at his watch and ordered Xue Fei: "This community should have already started working in this point. You can go there to retrieve the surveillance video and copy it and bring it back."

Xue Fei nodded and took the garbage bag on the table away.

Deng Bin took a picture of the stiff and sore cervical spine on the spot, then sat back on the chair and glanced at the computer screen.

The detention room surveillance camera shot that Chen Chao was standing in the center of the empty room with his back facing the iron railing corridor, slowly moving his neck, lumbar spine, and wrists, as if he was doing morning exercises for middle school students. His movements were very unstandard, and his rhythm was close to the middle-aged aunt dancing square dance, dancing yangko on the spot.

Through the screen, you can see that his muscles are stiff and his limb movements are inconsistent. It is hard to imagine how such a waste-like body killed a person so cruelly in the first edition of the confession described by Jiao Kai.

"How do you find the third version of the story?"

Deng Bin didn't even think about it and directly excluded this option from Chen Chao's inquiry.

Every punctuation mark may be fictional in the story version asked from the novelist.

"novelist?!!"

Deng Bin murmured twice, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket, quickly unlocked and opened the album, and clicked on the photos he had taken and saved.

The title of the book "Suspense Author Survival Guide"

Author's name: Wolf in sheep's clothing!

Deng Bin usually doesn't read novels, so he can't understand the title of the book at a glance; but the author's name, if you translate it, it's a gentle beast disguised as a warm and pure one.

This name is quite similar to the senses Chen Chao gave him now, and it is quite appropriate.

Keep reading.

The text first outlines the background of a dark rain curtain, just like the night in Haiguang City tonight, and then a taxi appears.

Deng Bin was stunned, and unconsciously thought of the taxi parked at the door of his own building.

Sure enough, the outline depicted in the following text is exactly the outline of the self-built building.

"What the hell is this? Did Chen Chao write about what happened tonight into a story and write it into the novel?"

Deng Bin's pupils contracted, he connected his phone into the computer, enlarged the stored photos, and printed them out by scanning sheets of paper.

...

Detention room single room.

Chen Chao stroked the wall a circle and absorbed the inspiration materials that were settled on the wall. He felt that today's retrieval was overloaded.

He decided to relax for a while. He originally wanted to lie on the ground and sleep, but there was no bedding and the ground was too cold and hard, which made him feel a headache.

Another point is that he was staring at him with a group of male criminals with hot eyes. Even with his back to his eyes, he felt awkward all over.

So Chen Chao stopped sleeping!

He stood up and selected a period of radio gymnastics from his memory in his mind, and his body swung accordingly.

As the saying goes, know shame and then be brave. Tonight's pain is vivid in my mind. The brain CPU occupied by genius logic has a strong and urgent need for body hardware upgrades.

Since you can't find a convenient way to replace parts in a short period of time, you can only use the stupid and old upgrade method - exercise the body. Besides, the flexibility and coordination of stiff and aging muscles have made Chen Chao unable to bear it.

Especially the phone, I suddenly vibrated and prompted that the progress bar of the second floor unit of the bookshelf suddenly climbed by 1 grid to reach 3%.

Chen Chao realized that improving physical coordination is an urgent and urgent task, even more important than the job of posting and typing.

"I'm so tired, I've sweated a lot, and the sweat from the soles of my feet is about to soak my shoes."

After three minutes of activity, Chen Chao took two breaths, his ankles were wet and steaming.

Chen Chao felt that wearing shoes to do exercises was not a wise activity, so he stopped, untied his shoelaces, and stretched his left foot out of the shoe.

Suddenly, a strong and pungent smell of sweat filled the air. Chen Chao was ready, and he wiped a sweat mark from the ground with his feet without changing his face.

The criminal on the opposite side covered his nose and did not dare to breathe.

A line of subtitle prompts appear on the retina, [Tip, 3/3 of the face familiarity conditions in task 3 have been completed].

“What   ?”

Chen Chao looked behind suspiciously, and a strange female policewoman on the corridor looked over in horror. Her blue and swollen face and her eyes were dim.

"You are so impressed by me? Are you so perfunctory?"
Chapter completed!