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“What... what do you mean?” Ma Mingxia was confused, her face filled with bewilderment. “Isn’t that person Murong Jingjiang?”
“That person is not Murong Jingjiang,” Qing Kong shook his head. “That person is Murong Jingjiang’s twin brother.”
“Ah?” The shock hit Ma Mingxia hard, her eyes widening in disbelief. “Twin... twin brother?”
Before Qing Kong could respond, she continued, “Are you saying that the suspect we have detained at the police station isn’t Murong Jingjiang, but rather his twin brother?”
“No,” Qing Kong replied. “The person you have detained is Murong Jingjiang himself. The one who recounted the events of the case to you this afternoon was also Murong Jingjiang.”
Ma Mingxia tightly closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. Slowly opening her eyes, she said somewhat dejectedly, “Qing Kong, I’ve been trying very hard to follow your line of thought, but I really don’t understand.
Can you start from the beginning?”
Qing Kong lifted his head slightly, fixing his gaze intently on Ma Mingxia’s eyes. His expression was vacant, and that look made her feel uncomfortable, as if she were being examined under a microscope.
Feeling uneasy under his stare, Ma Mingxia was about to speak when she noticed Qing Kong’s lips moving as if he wanted to say something.
She immediately fell silent, focusing all her attention and holding her breath in anticipation of Qing Kong’s words.
Then she heard Qing Kong seriously ask, “What do you want to drink? I’ll go buy it.”
Ma Mingxia paused for a moment before finally processing his words, a bemused expression crossing her face. “You suddenly got so serious; I thought you were going to say something important. Um, Pepsi please.”
Without a word, Qing Kong leaped down from the chair like an agile monkey and strode into the convenience store.
A minute later, he emerged from the store, holding a bottle of Kang Shifu Green Tea and a bottle of Pepsi.
After tossing the Pepsi to Ma Mingxia, Qing Kong jumped back onto the chair, crouching down as he pulled a box of Tic Tac mints from his pocket. He spoke slowly, “Let’s revisit Murong Jingjiang’s testimony:
First, he claimed that after you and Wang Sicong broke in, Wang Sicong asked you to check the situation inside, to which you simply replied, ‘Got it.’
But that’s not true. According to your account, you actually said, ‘Be careful.’
Then you closed the front door before entering the inner hall.
You said that out of concern for Wang Sicong, and you cautiously shut the door to prevent any accidents.
Secondly, Murong Jingjiang also stated that when you returned to the hall after checking the interior of the house, Wang Sicong asked you to stay on site while he escorted Murong Jingjiang away.
In fact, you know that wasn’t the case. When Wang Sicong asked you to stay behind, you questioned him, saying, ‘Are you really going to take the suspect back alone? Isn’t that too risky? Shouldn’t we wait for backup first…?’
He interrupted you and said, ‘No need!’
Then he hurriedly took Murong Jingjiang away. Why is there a discrepancy between Murong Jingjiang’s account and what you experienced?”
Ma Mingxia took a sip of her cola, steadied herself, and tried to organize her thoughts. “It’s possible that Murong Jingjiang simply misremembered. He was in a state of panic at the time; it wouldn’t be surprising if he got one or two details wrong. After all, having gone through such a terrifying scene, a person’s memory can easily become distorted.”
Qing Kong poured a few Tic Tac candies into the bottle of green tea, took a sip, and said, “Murong Jingjiang’s account is extremely clear. He has an excellent memory and remembers every detail of the case, which basically rules out the possibility of him being mistaken.
Moreover, there’s another issue. You and Wang Sicong left the police station at 10:50 and arrived at Baoyin Building half an hour later, which means you reached the Crime Scene around 11:20.
Wang Sicong escorted Murong Jingjiang out of Room 2408 at about 11:30. According to Murong Jingjiang’s testimony, the police car broke down on the way, and Wang Sicong spent at least half an hour fixing it. Considering the return trip, they should have arrived back at the police station by 12:30.
However, you can check with the detectives who were at the station at that time; Wang Sicong and Murong Jingjiang returned to the police station no later than noon.
There is clearly a time discrepancy here, which must hide something significant.”
“Why?” Ma Mingxia seemed to be starting to grasp the truth of the case; his voice trembled slightly, and his mood was quite heavy. He sensed that there was a huge conspiracy lurking behind this case.
“Actually, you already have the answer,” Qing Kong took another sip of green tea before speaking slowly in a cold tone. “What you experienced is not the same as what Murong Jingjiang experienced! In Murong Jingjiang’s experience, the room he was in was merely a Pseudoroom; whereas in your experience, the person you saw left in that room was just a false figure.”
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