Forces of Temptation

In the car.

Several doubts mixed with scrutiny focused on Liu Rongrui, stabbing him violently.

Liu Rongrui's face turned white and red, and he forced a smile: "Wait a minute, why did it suddenly come around to me?"

Jiang Fang put down the completely malfunctioning dash cam: "Because you are contradictory."

"Where am I contradicting?!"

Jiang Fang immediately asked, "Don't you want to live?"

Liu Rongrui was forced to speed up by his sudden rhythm of speech: "Nonsense!"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"You fucking—"

"Don't you care who the ghost is?"

"I care!"

"Do you already know who the ghost is among us?"

"Bullshit, I don't know! What are you asking about—"

"You don't care what's in the recorder?"

"I care! But as you said, the recorder recorded nothing!"

While Liu Rongrui was in high tension, waiting for Jiang Fang's next question, there was an unexpected silence in the carriage.

Jiang Fang did not ask any further.

He laughed and extended his hand in Liu Rongrui's direction: "That's why I said that Mr. Liu is really contradictory."

It took Liu Rongrui some time to understand what Jiang Fang wanted to express.

And after reading it, he burst into cold sweat.

I was induced by him!

He firmly controlled his mood swings and compressed his thinking time to a minimum.

Of course, there is no loophole in my expression.

As a "person", he should be afraid of death, he should be concerned about who the ghost is, and he should immediately join in when he catches a reliable clue.

—but paradoxically, he, who should be so nervous, is still sitting in his seat, not moving.

The others, all left their seats just now, wanting to take a look at the dash cam.

…When the lie is at risk of being exposed, many people will actually choose to avoid it for the first time, rather than witness it with their own eyes.

Thousands of thorns stabbed straight along the root of his thigh, making Liu Rongrui restless.

He bravely stood up and retorted: "Who knows whether this dash cam is good or bad? I just don't want to have fun. Besides, everyone has different personalities, I don't Love to push forward, what's wrong?"

"...Ah." Jiang Fang seemed to be persuaded by him, "Is that so?"

Liu Rongrui immediately seized this point and counterattacked, "Why do you measure everyone by your standards? If I didn't follow your standards, I would be suspicious?"

"But..." Jiang Fang's attitude was visibly shaken, "When everyone else was looking at the recorder just now, your expression was obviously very nervous."

"It's all about your mouth?"

Liu Rongrui was extremely disdainful.

"Who saw it but you?"

"Do you have any evidence?"

He has absolute confidence.

Whether Jiang Fang really looked at him or not at that time, everyone's attention should be drawn away by the recorder.

No one else could notice him.

Want to show off the micro-expression knowledge you learned from American TV shows?

As long as there is no hard evidence, then—

Jiang Fang lowered his head halfway, looking like he had nothing to do.

Liu Rongrui only had time to rejoice for half a second.

Because soon, Jiang Fang lifted his scorpion braid and put his hand on his shoulder.

...It was only then that everyone found out that he used a choker to fix a mobile phone behind his neck.

More than half of the phone was hidden under his thin white sweater, and the other half was covered by his hair, revealing only a dark camera.

Jiang Fang lowered his head, held the phone with one hand, and opened the silver buckle on the side of his neck with the other.

At the moment when the choker was released, Nan Zhou, who was standing beside him, noticed that there seemed to be a strange pattern on the skin under the choker.

But before he could see clearly, Jiang Fang flexibly used his ring finger to re-tighten the slightly loose binding.

It was Li Yinhang's phone.

It was Jiang Fang who borrowed it from her.

Although there is no signal, the basic functions are still available.

He paused and saved the recording that was still in progress, and then turned the screen around to face Liu Rongrui.

In the video.

Jiang Fang deliberately got up from the seat and walked all the way to the front of the carriage.

He chose a relatively forward position.

The camera is slightly shaky.

But the wide-angle lens was enough to incorporate the expressions of everyone behind him.

Jiang Fang faced the front of the carriage like this, turned his back to the crowd, raised his hand and pointed diagonally upwards, and said gently: "That thing seems to be a driving recorder.

At this moment, the expressions recorded by the camera were stunned, excited, and suddenly realized.

…Among all of them, only Liu Rongrui showed a hideous expression when Jiang Fang said, "The driving recorder is not disturbed by the signal jammer."

Jiang Fang handed over the phone to Li Yinhang, who was listening to the play silently, and took a step towards Liu Rongrui, who was pale.

"I have a few more questions, Mr. Liu, you can answer or not."

"You said you came with two volunteers, one old and one young."

"This is the information given by Miss Li Yinhang during her self-certification."

"Now, please tell me, what gender are the two volunteers?"

"Also, you said that you were hungry for a long time, and you only got into this car for food."

"Then, why do you only play with your phone after you get in the car, and don't ask others if you have anything to eat?"

Liu Rongrui tried his best, but only squeezed his vocal cords and made a gnat-like defense: "I... don't want to disturb others, anyway, when I get to the 'cocoon room', there is food, so I play Phone, distraction..."

"Then open."

Jiang Fang took another step towards him, and slowly struck him with a fatal blow: "Unlock the password of the mobile phone in your hand."

Under the leadership of Jiang Fang, everyone is slowly approaching the truth.

Although they generally couldn't keep up with Jiang Fang's ideas, they also held their breaths and waited for analysis.

Liu Rongrui's heart was clinging to his throat, beating wildly.

He seemed to be strangled by the neck. Trembling, he opened his mouth: "...what do you... mean?"

"Sorry, I should have asked more directly."

Jiang Fang said: "I mean, this phone is actually not yours at all, right?"

Before everyone could react, Nan Zhou suddenly realized: "Ah—"

His face and voice tend to be cold and dignified.

Therefore, when he stretched his voice and exclaimed with a single syllable, there was a different kind of ... contrast.

Jiang Fang looked back at Nan Zhou, and when he spoke again, his tone seemed to be subtly pleasant because of this sigh.

"When searching for items, you and Mr. Zhao searched each other last."

"You didn't bring anything but your phone."

"Of course, there are people who only bring their cell phones. That in itself doesn't prove anything."

"But you said you came out looking for food."

"Since you can't predict and know that you will be picked up by a passing rescue vehicle, why don't you bring a large-capacity backpack to carry food when you go out?"

"Later, I thought, you first offered to help Mr. Zhao search for the car."

"Also, you don't seem to object at all to searching from the back of the car."

While speaking, the huge colorful mushrooms on the back row of the car seemed to be swaying in the wind to show their presence.

It no longer shows the characteristics of human beings, it is both beautiful and terrible.

For normal people, it is hard to imagine who would actively choose to approach it.

"Based on the above, I guess..." Jiang Fang said, "You don't actually bring anything at all, but in order not to make yourself too conspicuous and not spend too much time lying, so you need one or two things Items, to integrate into everyone."

"So, when you searched, you secretly took the cell phone of the deceased gentleman in the back seat."

Jiang Fang took another step forward.

"Of course, Mr. Liu wants to clear this suspicion, it is very simple."

"Unlock this phone in your hand and let everyone see it."

Amid the rustling discussions around, Liu Rongrui clenched the phone that he used as a prop, which was always on a black screen, and thought in a trance: He actually suspected me for a long time.

Thanks to him, he still thinks he is well hidden.

Thanks—

Countless thoughts stirred into a pot of boiling lava in his mind.

Liu Rongrui screamed in panic, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked Jiang Fang's chest!

Jiang Fang's beautiful eyebrows moved slightly, his right foot was in a standard fighting dodge style, and he dodged backwards.

However, in the moment of completely dodging, he moved a little bit of careful thought.

His left foot, which he could keep up with, kicked the ground in a panic, and his entire body quickly lost his balance and fell straight back.

Nanzhou, who was standing well behind him, watched the man who was almost 1.9 meters tall press up on him.

Nan Zhou was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously took a small step to the side: "…"

However, if you fall in such a narrow place, you may be injured.

After a brief hesitation, Nan Zhou grabbed his waist before the man fell to the ground.

The muscles on the waist side pressed against the palm of his hand were thin and firm.

Nan Zhou was sure that his knuckles even touched his waist.

He is genuine and unreserved.

Jiang Fang slowly exhaled, and showed a gentle smile to Nan Zhouzhan: "Sorry, I didn't stand firm."

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