Chapter 393 Mistakes and Missed Clues

"Okay, okay." Cheng Jiaren nodded seriously, "I will try my best to cooperate with you!"

"Relax, just treat it as a chat between friends, being too nervous will not help you remember the situation when the incident happened." Mu Zi reminded her with a smile.

Mu Zi looked young, and her smile was pure and innocent, which made Cheng Jiaren's tense nerves relax a lot.

The three found empty seats and sat down.

Mu Zi first asked some questions that had little to do with the case, so that Cheng Jiaren could slowly get into the mood, and then began to focus on asking about the diet that day.

"There must be no problem with what to eat." Cheng Jiaren said, "All the ingredients for the hot pot are boiled into a big pot. The five of us ate them all, and the drinks we drank were all the same."

Mu Zi asked: "Before you played Bixian, what did you eat and drink?"

"...It's just some snacks, potato chips, chewing gum, etc." Cheng Jiaren tried hard to recall, "and the rice wine that Xiao Zhuo specially bought. The sorceress said that before playing with the pen fairy, she would spill the wine in the southwest corner..."

"How many people drank?" Mu Zi asked her.

Cheng Jiaren remembered it clearly: "Xiao Zhuo was the only one who drank it. He didn't hold the bottle firmly and accidentally dropped it. We didn't drink it."

Mu Zi thought for a while and asked, "Xiao Zhuo was also the one who had the accident first?"

Cheng Jiaren nodded, with a frightened expression on her face: "At the beginning, he was not quite right, and he laughed strangely from time to time. We all thought he was pretending to scare us, but then his hands kept shaking, and then...then he fell down on the ground. Cramping on the ground, rolling eyes..."

Cheng Jiaren's eyes turned red when she thought of the scene at that time, "Xiao Zhuo's father said that I killed him, if I hadn't said that I would go to the ghost village to play...they wouldn't have had an accident..."

Qu Mingjun comforted her: "They died from THC poisoning. It has nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself too much. The family members of the deceased couldn't get over the pain for a while, and they would have extreme emotions. This is normal. Phenomenon."

"I understand...thank you, Lawyer Qu, please find out the truth, otherwise...otherwise, I really can't stand it..." Cheng Jiaren thought of her sadness and burst into tears.

A few classmates happily went on a trip, while others died. As a survivor, not only did she not feel the joy of surviving at all, but she also had to face a strong sense of guilt in her heart, strange gazes from people around her, and public opinion. pressure.

Seeing that she was agitated, Mu Zi stopped asking. She lowered her head to drink coffee, thinking quietly.

The witch's medicine, the dose is very small, can only make people hallucinate for a while, and the effect of the medicine needs alcohol to stimulate.

But there was only one person who drank alcohol, but three people died. This shows that the witch's medicine was not the direct cause of death.

So... how did they die?

Cheng Jiaren felt oppressed by the silence, and asked them nervously, "Did I not help you?"

Mu Zi smiled: "It's still rewarding."

Cheng Jiaren felt a little relieved.

Mu Zi asked her again: "Did you stay in the room all the time from after dinner to playing with the pen fairy?"

Cheng Jiaren shook her head and said, "Boys are going out for a while."

"Going out?" Mu Zi asked immediately, "What did you go out for? How long did it take you to come back?"

"Not long, maybe... three to five minutes." Cheng Jiaren replied hesitantly, "I must have gone out to smoke. When they came back, I could smell the smoke."

Mu Zi frowned subconsciously, "They smoked? Why didn't you tell the police?!"

Mu Zi's eyes were so sharp that Cheng Jiaren was startled, and she looked at Qu Mingjun in bewilderment, "I... I forgot, is this important? When they were in school, they often smoked too... ..."