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The next day, Yang Fan went to Luo Xinyu's office to watch the footage in its entirety. This time, he made an unexpected discovery: around midnight, the entire Hua Mao Building experienced a power outage.
Just when I thought I had found the method of the crime, Yang Fan helplessly informed me that it lasted only seven seconds. He personally tried it out and found that this amount of time was hardly enough for someone to navigate three flights of stairs.
"What about the footage?" I asked. "Could it have been from a different day?"
Yang Fan shook his head, dismissing my speculation once again.
At this point, the thief's method became the most significant mystery. Yang Fan pondered for nearly a day but still had no clues.
"Vice Captain... you've stepped on my foot again..." Xiao He’s restrained voice interrupted my thoughts. Xiao Shi and I turned to see Sister Yin calmly removing her high heel from Xiao He’s foot.
Xiao Shi giggled and then let go of my hand to run off for some water, while I walked over to Yang Fan by the heater.
"Still thinking?" I leaned against him casually.
Yang Fan looked up and smiled. "It seems we can only start by investigating within Xinlan Company. I've seen many baffling cases over the years, but this method appears simple, yet I truly can't figure it out."
I was about to offer him some comforting words when I noticed Yang Fan's gaze drifting off into the distance. Following his line of sight, I spotted a man dressed in gray casual wear.
The man appeared to be around twenty-five years old, sporting a scruffy beard and a gloomy expression, as if he were preoccupied with something. His face reeked of alcohol, and judging by his gait, he seemed to be drunk.
I initially thought he might be a husband looking for his wife. Just as I turned to check on Xia Xiaoshi, I saw the man slowly approaching the large glass wall across from him, gradually getting closer to a Young Beautiful Woman, pulling a knife from beneath his gray jacket!
I was startled, and beside me, Yang Fan had already dashed out, heading towards that man.
Suddenly, the world plunged into darkness.
The power had gone out!
A chorus of surprised shouts erupted in the darkness, the noise drowning everything out, but the sound I heard most clearly was Sister Yin's scream!
Though I couldn't see a thing, I ran in the direction my ears indicated, only to collide with someone halfway. That person shouted, "Who?"
Hearing the familiar voice, I let out a sigh of relief. "Xiao He, it's me!"
Xiao He recognized my voice and released the grip that had restrained me. I didn't have time to explain and shouted, "Sister Yin?!"
Not far from my feet came Chen Yin's angry voice: "I'm fine! Which bastard just bumped into me?"
Before I could confirm Yang Fan's location again, I heard Xiao Shi's anxious voice coming from behind me: "Wang Ming, where are you?"
It was complete chaos.
After what felt like an eternity, two Dance Classrooms finally regained their lights. The Teacher Woman who had gone to fix the fuse walked in and was about to apologize, but the smile that appeared on her beautiful face quickly froze.
The reason was simple: two bodies lay before us, seemingly symmetrical.
Yang Fan stood in the center with a serious expression.
Most of the people who came to learn the Waltz were white-collar workers from Xi Cheng, many of whom had never seen a real corpse, and among them, there were many young women. After a brief moment of shock, the unique screams of women echoed one after another.
Sister Yin had already stood up at this moment and shouted, "Everyone, please remain calm! I am a police officer!"
With the efforts of several male companions, the scene finally regained some semblance of calm. Xiao He rushed to manage the crowd while I held Xia Xiaoshi tightly and returned to the warmth of the heater where Yang Fan had been leaning, looking from a distance at the body beneath Yang Fan and Chen Yin's feet.
There were two bodies; one was the target of the Leisurely Dressed Man: a young woman dressed provocatively. The other was the Leisurely Dressed Man himself.
I couldn't see the former clearly due to the distance, but the latter lay on the floor at Chen Yin's feet, a knife embedded in his abdomen—the very knife he had been holding moments ago. His light gray casual shirt was stained with blood, creating a sticky mixture of colors. I estimated that this man might have been saved under different circumstances, but the sudden blackout had abruptly ended his life.
Yang Fan crouched beside the other body, performing a simple autopsy, his expression growing increasingly grave. To me, it was evident that this case was clearly a murder followed by a guilty suicide; however, this deduction seemed at odds with Yang Fan's expression.
This was my first time witnessing a homicide, but having seen too many similar cases before, I felt surprisingly unfazed. As I withdrew my gaze, I intended to say a few words to Xiao Shi when the lovely girl in my arms turned pale and said to me, "Wang Ming, could you go see if you can help in any way?"
I smiled faintly.
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