Origin Story

  "All the mysteries have been solved. That's right, the murderer is you! Ha, no matter how well-planned the crime was, it will never be the criminal who laughs last, because there is only one truth!" The man in the suit pointed at one of the three people in front of him with a stern expression.

  "What?! You're kidding me? How could I be the murderer?" The man who was pointed out had a stiff smile that already betrayed him.

  The man in the suit smiled coldly and said, "I have to admire your intricate crime plan, which almost trapped me. But one flaw revealed all of your crimes to me."

  "Hmph, I'd like to hear the reasoning of this great detective." The man who was pointed out at this time actually became somewhat calm, and a smile even appeared on his face, of course, it was that kind of sinister smile.

  "Your motive for murder is clear, it's the 1 million insurance payout. And your alibi doesn't seem so perfect either. According to you, at the time of the incident, you were watching a movie at a cinema 2 kilometers away from here. I believe you did watch a movie, but the one who watched it wasn't you. I think you must have booked the ticket in advance and told the person in charge that you would be going to watch it yourself. Then, you gave the ticket to someone else and said something like 'I have an unexpected matter and can't go watch this movie, it would be a waste if no one goes. Why don't you go in my place? But leave the ticket stub with me.' That way, when the cinema verifies your 'stand-in', you'll have an alibi, while your real self is here committing the murder!"

  "Nonsense! Hmph! 'If you want to add a crime, how can you be short of words?' Without evidence, anything you say is nonsense." The man was so angry that he loudly scolded the man in the suit.

  The man in the suit looked at him with a scornful gaze. "I don't have any evidence to make such a conclusion, do I? The evidence is..." The man's expression twitched unnaturally, "This evidence..." Then his forehead began to sweat profusely.

  Super Sleuths Episode 13 Scene 8

  "Ah!~~~ Wen Xi, have you made a mistake again! This scene has already been shot for the eighth time. Boss, just take pity on us, I'm still waiting to go back and cook fried eggs for my wife." Director Mu Yu Feng complained to Cheng Wen Xi with a worried expression.

  "Scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs. Aren't you afraid of turning your wife into a 'chicken'! This lady has been lying here for almost an hour. I haven't said anything yet, what are you muttering about!" Suddenly, the "corpse" sat up from the ground. The woman speaking was none other than the famous actress Cheng Zhirong, who had taken on this role solely because of her useless younger brother. It's just that no one expected the final result to be so disappointing.

  "Director, you said, we're done, right? Can we go back now?" Such a sentence of awkward Chinese coming out of the mouth of a girl full of oriental charm would always make people feel a bit strange. "Miss Chigusa Natsume, I'm afraid we can't leave yet. The director just meant for us to do it again." If you didn't see it with your own eyes, no one would believe that these two sentences of perfect standard Mandarin pronunciation came from the mouth of a blonde-haired, blue-eyed German man. Chigusa Natsume made a very helpless expression and lightly yawned.

  "Wen Xi has made great progress this time, hasn't he, Mr. Bohan? We should give these young people more opportunities to learn." The man who played the "prisoner" just now was called Wu Chengyue, and although he was only in his thirties, he had an old-fashioned air about him.

  Wen Xi was well aware that Wu Cheng would speak up for him only because of his sister. "Sorry, it's all my fault, wasting everyone's precious rest time." Wen Xi looked apologetic, as if he had inadvertently glanced at Qian Cao. "Alright, now is not the time to discuss this issue. Wen Xi, go over your lines again." After Mu Director finished speaking, he whispered to Zhi Ling: "Next time give me some face, okay? I'm the director after all." Zhi Ling let out a soft sigh and said, "Mm, got it."

  "This puzzle isn't difficult to solve at all. The evidence is that 'there were only the murderer's fingerprints on the movie ticket'. It's clear that the murderer wiped away the original fingerprints on the movie ticket after the fact, in order not to let the police discover the existence of a 'stand-in'. However, the murderer overlooked one thing: every movie ticket must have at least two different sets of fingerprints. In other words, this movie ticket lacked the ticket seller's fingerprints. But this can only be said that the murderer didn't have an alibi, and it couldn't serve as evidence of the murderer's crime. And wanting to find this 'crime evidence' would be even simpler. Because it's still on the murderer's body. That's right, it's the 'murder weapon'. At the scene, only the top of the trophy had the victim's blood, and there were also fingerprints from the victim and her sister. This is where the murderer misled us. But this was also the murderer's biggest mistake - they shouldn't have smeared blood on the top of the trophy. Because the trophy's weakest point when it was made was precisely that spot. How could something like that be used to smash someone's hard skull? But if the murder weapon wasn't the trophy, what would it be? After a body search by the police, nothing suspicious was found on anyone. This means that this 'thing' wouldn't arouse suspicion even if it were left on one's person, and combining it with something in this study would make it a murder weapon. Hehe, have you figured it out? Inside Pandora's box were... socks and Go pieces - that's the solution! The murderer put red socks from their feet together with those black Go pieces to create a makeshift 'meteor hammer'. As long as they took the Go pieces and the socks the murderer was wearing on their feet for testing, they would definitely find the victim's blood."

  Everyone stared blankly at the person in front of them. "You... who are you?!" The person in front of them was no more than 24 years old, with slightly disheveled hair that had been hastily combed, a pair of small eyes that seemed to be narrowing into a line, wearing stagehand clothes, and holding a lunchbox. "Ah? I... this... actually I'm just a temporary stagehand. My name is Tian Sanqi, please advise me."

  "Who are you to behave like this here? Go and eat your meal, there's no place for you to speak here."

  "Yes, yes, I'm leaving right away." Tian Sanqi was about to leave when Cheng Zhiling called out to him with a serious expression, "Wait, have you ever sneaked a peek at our script?"

  "What the heck! This kind of third-rate plot twist can be guessed with one's toes!" Sanqi hated it when people said "steal", and when he got angry, he didn't care who was talking to him.

  "Who are you... who do you think you are?" Mu Yu Feng was a man who valued his dignity, even when facing Cheng Zhi Ling, he still had to remind her not to forget her identity as the director. Now, the person standing in front of him was just a temporary crew member, yet they dared to speak to him in such a tone, which was undoubtedly a provocation. However, since there were ladies present, the word "ass" remained unspoken.

  "Oh? What did you say I 'put'? Don't swallow it!" As soon as Sanqi said this, everyone in the room except for Mu Yufeng and Chigusa Mano burst out laughing. The only difference was that Chigusa Mano didn't understand what was going on at all.

  "You!... Get out!" Looking at Mu's dark face, Sanqi did a 360-degree drift and then turned back to wave goodbye. "Bye, I didn't want to work here anyway. And you guys remember, you still owe me a day's wages! The person in charge just told me to come later to collect my pay, he said they didn't have any change there." A group of people watched as his figure disappeared into the distance. Bopeng suddenly said: "Did he really not read the script? But how did he know..."