"It's not a question of … whether I believe it or not. It's just that you are indeed … a major … suspect," Cade, who was standing beside Li Xiaoman, stuttered.
Pang Bo's eyes widened. "Yellow-haired devil, what do you mean? What makes you think that Ye Fan killed her? "
"No, I'm not … thinking. I'm saying … the objective truth. I'm not saying that he's … the murderer. I'm just stating a fact. He's … a major suspect. " Cade analyzed the situation with a serious and old-fashioned look. "What Liu Yunzhi said … makes sense. Ye Fan had a conflict with the deceased. He has … a motive for murder. Moreover, it's … very close. He has the conditions … to make a move. "
Although he didn't speak fluently, everyone understood what he meant. Just like many simple-minded westerners, he spoke of facts.
"Devil, you really don't know the ways of the world. It's obvious, but you have to make it sound like a mathematical theorem. You're so simple-minded!"
"What's … a devil?" The foreigner, Cade, was puzzled. "I heard you say it … a few times. What … do you mean?"
"You're a devil, simple-minded. I can't be bothered to talk to you." Pang Bo was annoyed and ignored him. He then turned to look at Li Xiaoman. "Why aren't you saying anything? You should know Ye Fan very well, right?"
Li Xiaoman was slender and elegant. Under the dim light from the phone, she was like a fresh and beautiful lotus flower, blooming a delicate fragrance in the darkness. Her expression was calm and natural. She said softly, "From the bottom of my heart, I don't believe that Ye Fan is the murderer. But now, he is indeed a suspect …"
"Li Xiaoman!" Pang Bo was very angry and emphasized her name. He interrupted her words and said, "You are really heartless. I never thought that you would say such words. It's fine if you don't believe anyone, but not you! Others might not understand Ye Fan, but don't you understand him? Even though you've broken up, you can't be so heartless. Are you trying to sprinkle salt on Ye Fan's heart? "
"I don't mean anything else. I'm just stating a fact." Li Xiaoman was very calm. Her face was beautiful and fair like jade. She frowned slightly and said, "I'm not targeting anyone. I just want to say that if the murderer dares to kill, then there's nothing he wouldn't dare to do. We're all in danger now. I hope to be more objective and not subjective. In fact, Ye Fan is the biggest suspect, and everyone else here is also a suspect. "
Pang Bo sneered, "In the end, Ye Fan is the biggest suspect. If you don't believe him, why bother saying so much?" He turned his head heavily and said, "I really misjudged you. In the past, it was very difficult to change your mind once you decided on something. None of your friends could persuade you. Only now do I understand that your character is not resolute but heartless."
At this moment, a nervous, almost timid voice whispered, "I … I believe in Ye Fan. I believe that he … is not the murderer." It was the female classmate who had an unhappy life. Her body was thin and very weak. She walked out with her head lowered, looking nervous and uneasy.
The originally pure and happy girl had become very unconfident due to the unhappy life in recent years. She was no longer as bright and cheerful as before. She couldn't even speak smoothly in front of everyone, looking very uncomfortable.
This was also the main reason why Ye Fan sympathized with her during the class reunion.
Pang Bo was the same as Ye Fan. He sympathized with this timid girl. In the past, she was clearly not like this in school. She often joked around with Ye Fan and him. The three of them had a very good relationship. It was easy to feel happy when they were together.
"Liu Yiyi, thank you!" Ye Fan smiled and nodded to her.
"No need to thank me. I believe that you wouldn't kill anyone …" Liu Yiyi's voice was soft and weak. This made people feel pity for her as she stood there uneasily.
"Who else could it be?" Li Zhangqing was furious and said, "Other than Ye Fan, who else would have a motive to kill? He is taking revenge. "
The female classmate standing beside Liu Yunzhi also spoke again, "Ye Fan, how can you be so heartless? That's a classmate you've known for four years!"
"I'll say it again. I didn't kill anyone." Ye Fan was very calm in the face of responsibility. He was very calm and said, "You can suspect me, but before the matter is investigated clearly, please don't throw dirty water on me."
"The facts are right in front of us. You and the deceased were almost next to each other. There's no way for others to bypass you and kill him without being discovered. Only you have a motive to kill him!"
Pang Bo was very hot-tempered and couldn't take anger. He said angrily, "Can you be more reasonable? Before the matter is concluded, don't put sh * t on others. I really don't understand. When you graduated, you and Liu Yunzhi parted ways. But to put it bluntly, Liu Yunzhi dumped you in disdain, which made you hate him. Why are you so eager to stick to him and cheer for him now? "
"You … this is a vicious personal attack!" The female classmate was so angry that her face was pale. Her body was trembling as she pointed at Pang Bo.
"Attack? Yes, attack a chicken! " Pang Bo was someone who refused to suffer losses. Sometimes, his mouth was very poisonous. He said, "This is called fighting poison with poison. When I see a person, I speak the human language. When I see a ghost, I speak the ghost language. When I see a toad, I just casually spit it to drown it!"
"You …" The female classmate's body trembled. She was so angry that she couldn't speak.
Liu Yunzhi's face was gloomy. He said, "Enough, Pang Bo, are you still a man? What's the point of saying these things?" The vajra pestle in his hand was surrounded by a few fine rays of light. It was especially eye-catching in the darkness, reminding everyone that it possessed an absolute deterrent force. If a conflict were to break out, perhaps no one would be able to resist.
Pang Bo's face also darkened. He said, "Because the murderer isn't Ye Fan, and you all are pestering endlessly. I'm giving you a taste of your own medicine."
Ye Fan's gaze swept over Li Xiaoman before turning to the others. At this time, three students stepped forward and said, "We believe that Ye Fan didn't kill anyone."
In addition to Liu Yiyi, Zhang Ziling, and Pang Bo, there were suddenly six people standing on Ye Fan's side. Including himself, there were a total of seven people. And now, there were a total of sixteen people who had survived. Almost half of the people here believed in Ye Fan.
Lin Jia was extremely beautiful. Her figure was lithe and graceful, and her naturally red phoenix eyes gave her a natural charm. Even in this kind of atmosphere, although she was speaking calmly, she still appeared somewhat enchanting and bewitching.
"I also feel that it can't be Ye Fan. We all understand his character. He isn't such a ruthless person. He would never haggle over every little thing with others …"
Li Zhangqing was displeased. He interrupted her words and said, "Who else could it be other than him? Among us, who would kill someone? Who would have such thoughts?"
Pang Bo was immediately enraged. He glared at him and said, "Li Zhangqing, can you be even more wicked? Can't you find more reasons to pour more dirty water? I really want to press this bronze plaque on your face. How can you say such arbitrary words? "
"I can't be bothered with you!" Li Zhangqing angrily turned his head away. Even now, his nose and face were still swollen. On the Rainbow Altar, he had not been lightly beaten by Pang Bo.
"I also believe in Ye Fan. He isn't that kind of person. He wouldn't do such a ruthless thing." At this time, Wang Ziwen walked over and chose to believe in Ye Fan.
From beginning to end, Zhou Yi was like a bystander. However, at this time, he also made a choice. He looked at the glowing vajra pestle in Liu Yunzhi's hand, and then looked at the calm and composed Ye Fan. He said, "We can't easily come to a conclusion as to who the murderer is. I believe that Ye Fan wouldn't harm a fellow student."
At this moment, the majority of people stood on Ye Fan's side. He knew that some people were sincere, while others, through observation, believed that he must have a so-called "trump card" to be able to remain so calm in the face of Liu Yunzhi's vajra pestle. It was almost an opportunistic choice.
"If it isn't Ye Fan, then who is it? Could it be that the murderer is someone else among us?" Liu Yunzhi's face was cold. He stared at Ye Fan, and then looked at Pang Bo.
"Put away your attitude. Don't think that others will be afraid of you just because you're holding a glowing pestle." Pang Bo didn't care at all. He was very fierce and said, "I can still use this bronze plaque that doesn't glow to smash you!"
Liu Yunzhi's expression immediately became gloomy. He gripped the vajra pestle tightly and took three steps forward!
Ye Fan pulled back Pang Bo, who was about to rush over. Then, he faced everyone and said with incomparable seriousness, "I can tell everyone that the murderer is not anyone among us."
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