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Ma Mingxia was firmly convinced that Murong Jingjiang was innocent, yet the murderer’s escape from the locked room was like an unsolvable puzzle, lingering in his mind and leaving him utterly perplexed.
After racking his brain without any fruitful results, a figure emerged in his thoughts—Qing Kong.
This young man had an eccentric personality and often acted unpredictably, but he possessed astonishing deductive skills and had solved countless bizarre cases in the past.
Ma Mingxia quickly dialed Murong Qingkong's number, speaking rapidly and clearly outlining the case's general situation.
On the other end of the line, Qing Kong's voice was calm and emotionless. "I’m at the convenience store downstairs from my apartment. Come over."
Anxious and restless, Ma Mingxia drove swiftly to the location.
When he arrived at the convenience store beneath Qing Kong's building, it was already past seven in the evening.
After a long day of running around, he felt a slight hunger pang, but the weight of the unresolved case left him with no appetite.
He approached the convenience store and saw Qing Kong half-squatting on a chair outside, his back slightly hunched. He tightly hugged his knees, staring blankly at the ground as if lost in thought, completely absorbed in his own world.
Ma Mingxia walked up to Qing Kong and gently tapped his shoulder to greet him.
Qing Kong slowly lifted his head and glanced at Ma Mingxia without saying a word. His eyes were half-open, displaying a vacant indifference as if everything around him was irrelevant.
Understanding Qing Kong's peculiar nature, Ma Mingxia didn’t mind his cold demeanor and sat down beside him.
After settling down, Ma Mingxia wasted no time and directly recounted the details of the murder case he had experienced that day to Qing Kong. He gestured with his hands intermittently, trying to make the narrative more vivid and engaging.
Half an hour later, Ma Mingxia finally finished his account.
He licked his dry lips and looked earnestly at Qing Kong, his eyes filled with anticipation. "Now that I've shared all the clues I've seen and know, Murong Qingkong, do you think Murong Jingjiang is the culprit?"
Qing Kong shifted his stiff neck slightly, gently bit his index finger, and replied in a flat tone, "No."
Upon hearing this, a joyful smile spread across Ma Mingxia's face, and a heavy weight lifted from his heart. The renowned detective Murong Qingkong also believed that Murong Jingjiang was not the perpetrator, just like him.
He understood that communicating with Qing Kong required his brain to function like a high-speed machine; otherwise, he would struggle to keep up with Qing Kong's rapid thought process.
Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he asked, "Why do you think so?"
Unexpectedly, Qing Kong responded with a counter-question: "You also believe he is not the culprit. Why do you think that?"
Ma Mingxia pondered for a moment and replied earnestly, "There are several reasons: First, if he were the culprit, why wouldn’t he flee the scene after committing murder? From a typical criminal psychology and behavioral perspective, a murderer would likely escape quickly to avoid capture.
Second, upon examination, it was found that the back of his head had indeed been struck by a heavy object, which aligns with his testimony. This suggests he may have been unwittingly drawn into the case.
Third, after listening to his account and based on his tone and expression, I instinctively feel that he is not lying; he is not the culprit!"
As Ma Mingxia spoke, he fixed his determined gaze on Qing Kong, hoping for his acknowledgment.
Qing Kong yawned and said casually, "Yes, the murderer is indeed not Murong Jingjiang. But this raises a question:
How did the real murderer leave Room 2408?
First, the victim, Qian Qiushui, had her head severed, so it couldn't have been a suicide.
Second, the only entrance to Room 2408 is the main door, which was locked from the inside at the time, making it impossible for the murderer to escape.
From these two deductions, we can conclude that the murderer was someone who was in Room 2408 at that time."
"But," Ma Mingxia quickly interjected, "I thoroughly checked the entire house. There was really no one there. I examined every room and every corner meticulously."
As Ma Mingxia spoke, he gestured in the air to illustrate the layout of the house.
"The murderer didn't need to hide; he was right there in front of you all along," Qing Kong said coldly, a hint of mystery in his eyes.
"What do you mean?" Ma Mingxia asked, looking bewildered. His mind struggled to keep pace with Qing Kong's reasoning, feeling as if he were trapped in a fog.
"It's all quite obvious. After you and Wang Sicong broke into Room 2408, didn't you see a man standing next to the body?"
Qing Kong glanced at Ma Mingxia, licked his right thumb, and continued, "That man is the murderer."
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