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Fan Xiaonan let out a cold laugh, her expression filled with disdain. "Come on, how did you guess my identity?"
"Was there really any need to guess?" Yan Qing crossed his arms. "You destroyed so much valuable information in the Administrative Building. Did you really think you could pull it off flawlessly and without a hitch?"
"The tools I used are undetectable!" Fan Xiaonan frowned, feeling a twinge of self-doubt.
"Those traces were not removed by human hands. How could they not be discovered?"
Suddenly, he turned to Tan Ming, his gaze sharpening. Then he threw his head back and laughed. "I know now!"
Tan Ming glanced at Yan Qing and said, "You go out first."
"Huh?" Yan Qing looked puzzled, confusion evident in his eyes, but he didn’t ask further. He obediently stepped out, even closing the door carefully behind him.
Tan Ming looked at Fan Xiaonan, his tone softening as he spoke in a low voice. "Let’s have a talk."
Minutes later.
Yan Qing leaned against the wall, his eyes tightly shut as he rested.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door opening and quickly stood up.
Tan Ming and Fan Xiaonan emerged together from inside. Yan Qing stood straight and asked, "Did you come to an agreement?"
Tan Ming nodded slightly.
Fan Xiaonan reluctantly followed them out.
His identity was Destruction, lurking in the surveillance room and spying on our every move, Tan Ming explained briefly.
Fan Xiaonan hurriedly waved his hands, eager to clarify. "Oh dear, everyone! Just so we’re clear, I really had no ill intentions while watching you." His face was plastered with a flattering smile.
The arrogance he had shown earlier towards Yan Qing and Tan Ming had completely vanished.
"No ill intentions yet you were spying on us? And you participated in the voting?" Qi Qiuluo tilted her head, looking skeptical.
"Oh dear, this is truly a huge misunderstanding!" Fan Xiaonan exclaimed, stamping his foot in frustration. "I was just curious about what you all were discussing! I'm also part of this too; I really wanted to join in!" He exaggeratedly clutched his chest as if swearing an oath, looking very sincere.
"Then why didn’t you come openly to the room?" Shen Jianghuan frowned, his gaze sharp as he questioned him.
"It's easy for you to say 'openly'! Do you think I dared to?" Fan Xiaonan's eyes widened as he threw up his hands, raising his voice a notch.
"What do you mean by that?" Zhang Liu pressed for clarification.
Fan Xiaonan glanced at Tan Ming, who spoke up for him, saying that he lived in the Dong Yuan dormitory.
As soon as those words were uttered, everyone fell silent, and the air seemed to freeze.
Xie Jian rolled up his sleeves and shouted loudly, "What are we hesitating for? Vote for him!"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Fan Xiaonan quickly raised his hands in front of him and took several steps back, his face filled with fear. This kind of impulsiveness was unacceptable!
"I'm not the murderer, I really am not!" Fan Xiaonan's face turned red with anxiety, his voice trembling slightly as he struggled to find the right words to convince them.
"Is there anyone here who admits to being the murderer?" Qi Qiuluo asked, crossing her arms and tilting her head in response.
Fan Xiaonan was momentarily at a loss for words; he opened his mouth but couldn't find anything to say.
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