A photo of a dead body was posted next to the report. On the photo, there was a corpse that had been completely burnt, falling into a huge boiler in the amusement park.

Of course, you can't tell the amusement park from this photo alone, it's just that the amusement park is mentioned in the report.

These are all the clues they have so far, and they don’t have to think about it and know that they must be looking for an amusement park.

They were about to ask if there was an amusement park nearby, but they suddenly smelled a strong burning smell.

The thick black smoke spread, and the disgusting smell made her almost vomit.

She saw a huge boiler in front of her, and the flames were burning. The boy was lying in the boiler and had long since disappeared. He let the flames burn him into ashes and turned into what he looked like in the newspaper.

She glanced around, wondering when she was the only one who was left.

She looked around carefully and found that it seemed to be an amusement park, which looked a bit similar to Paradise Amusement Park, but it was not very similar.

At this moment, a line of words suddenly appeared on the boiler, "Please look for the murderer who killed the innocent teenager."

The font dissipated, as if time had regressed, and the damage to the teenager in the boiler was reduced, and as the flames burned endlessly, it turned into gray carbon again.

The line of words appeared again on the boiler.

She finally realized that only if she found the real murderer could she get out of here, otherwise she would keep repeating the process.

The time was reset again. For the first time, I looked for an amusement park, but found that the place where she could move was not big, only around the boiler.

She could only get close to the boiler and carefully observe the boy's body.

But the burning speed was too fast. She could only look at a very small part at a time, and then she had to read the file and start over.

But the progress can be read, but the popularity she suffered continues to overlap.

She felt that she had been by the fire beside the boiler for at least half of the time and disappeared. Her whole body was almost soaked in sweat, especially as the clothes were a skirt, they were really hot.

Helplessly, she had to take off her coat first and then continue to look at the boy's body.

Finally, she saw another blue and purple spot on the boy's neck, as if someone had been stalked. She was not sure if this was a fatal injury, but Master, she saw a piece of pink nail polish on her neck.

If she remembers correctly, the one played by Zhao Anqi seems to have specially applied pink nail polish.

When she came out of the locker room, she gave them a special look at her nail polish and said that this color suited her skin tone.

I was really worried that I had read it wrong, so I looked it carefully and confirmed that there was indeed a pink nail polish residue on it.

The font pops up again on the boiler to ask the murderer who killed the boy. The name of the character played by Zhao Anqi is revealed: Fang Ziqi.

The font dissipated, and there was no right or wrong, but the boiler in front of her suddenly went out, and she returned to the familiar street, and Lin Guixi stood beside her.

"Where did you go just now? I couldn't see you when I turned around."

"I just returned to the place where the teenager was burned. The system asked me to find clues to find the murderer who killed the teenager."

"We met the same thing, who did you find out in the end?"

"Fang Ziqi." Lin Guixu said, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.

Too simple.

Although it is a very subtle detail, you can always find it as long as you look carefully. What's more, this is the only detail on the spot, and there is not even a confusing mistaken option.

While they were talking, the remaining few people suddenly appeared out of thin air and they also came out.

They carefully read their experiences and found that they all experienced the same experiences, and the final confirmed murderer was completely consistent.

"So what if we know the murderer? What are we going to do now?" Zhao Anqi looked confused and felt a little uneasy.

If the person she plays is the murderer, what should she do?

Will she be arrested and pay the dead boy's life?

The sound of ding ding sounded again, and a tram stopped in front of them, and the door was open, as if waiting for them to enter.

The few people hesitated for a while, and finally decided to get in the car. There was no one in the car, and no one even drove.

After they got in the car, the car started on its own.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a magnificent building. Several people got out of the car and saw the clown standing in front of the building.

Zhao Anqi subconsciously hid behind several people, fearing that he would come to catch her who was the "murderer".

However, the clown just smiled and asked, "Please answer, who is the real murderer?"

Several people reported Fang Ziqi's name, and the clown moved away, and the door behind him was also opened, "Please."

They entered behind the door, behind it, a courtroom.

In court, an elderly mother took out a photo and handed it on it. She was the teenager's mother.

In the photo, the boy had just been strangled to death, and there was obviously pink nail polish on his neck, which was so obvious.

The judge glanced at the photo indifferently and asked, "Where did this photo come from? Is it true?"

"Of course it's true. I saw Fang Ziqi showing off to her classmates. She killed my son but still showed off to others. How could there be such a cruel person..."

The woman cried loudly, and the husband beside her immediately supported her body.

The judge had no mercy in his eyes, so he put down the photo and said, "It's just a photo, it can't be used as evidence. Do you have any other evidence?"

The woman opened her eyes wide and looked at the judge in disbelief, "How come this cannot be used as evidence? The nail polish on this photo clearly indicates that Fang Ziqi killed my son, why can't it be used as evidence?"

"So many people dyed pink nail polish, how can it be proved that it is Fang Ziqi?"

The woman was shocked by his unreasonable acts. "Isn't this proven by her taking the photos to show off? Moreover, she said in person that she strangled my son to death."

"You are the family of the victim, and your testimony cannot be counted." The judge blocked the woman's words again.

It was obviously a very obvious judgment, but the judge seemed to be blind. The evidence was placed in front of him, but he still ignored it.

In the whole court, Fang Ziqi did not even appear, only some young men from the aristocratic family who were watching the fun. They sat in high positions and looked at the farce with mockery in their eyes.

He mocked these two people with low status for being ungrateful and dared to appeal.

I also laughed at their stupidity, and I actually thought it would be useful.
Chapter completed!