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Captain Liu cleared his throat softly and continued, "But Tom has his own script, which we'll call Script Two. The content of Script Two is to use Script One to create an alibi. You think you clearly see Jenny's every move, but in reality, your actions in the dark have been captured by Tom using infrared binoculars."
As Captain Liu spoke, he shook his head slightly, as if lamenting Tom's cunning. "You have a habit: you peek at regular intervals, turn off the lights while spying, and turn them back on afterward. Tom uses this as a signal. When Jenny pretends to be dead, she often glances at your window; if the lights are still off, she continues lying there pretending to be dead. The moment you turn on the lights, she uses the mobile phone hidden behind her to notify Tom. Of course, all of this was Tom's idea, including the exchange of phones. Jenny is completely unsuspecting and unaware of the trap. When Jenny calls Tom, he won't answer; he knows from the caller ID that it's her calling. He realizes that Script One has already been enacted, and now he will proceed with the murder scene of Script Two."
"To use you, he had already hired a private investigator to gather your information, including your phone number. That night, he called you from the bar's phone. If you reported it to the police, he would proceed with his next move; otherwise, he would abandon the plan. Unfortunately, you did call the police. But to be fair, what you did was absolutely correct; anyone else would likely have done the same. It's infuriating how the murderer exploits people's instincts."
Captain Liu sighed softly and continued, "Tom deliberately struck up a conversation with the bartender to establish a time witness. When he was leaving, unexpectedly, the phone rang (Jenny made a second call because Tom didn't answer her first). Tom must have felt a sudden tightness in his chest; he knew something was wrong because if the bartender heard it, his alibi would collapse."
"He quickly glanced at the bartender just as someone ordered a drink; the bartender was busy at that moment. The bar was playing loud music, and Tom secretly speculated that the bartender probably didn't notice anything. In fact, when we questioned the bartender later, he didn't mention anything about the ringing phone—who cares about such trivial matters?"
"But he shared this detail with you. Tom has always been concerned about the bartender; when he saw you talking to him, how could he feel at ease? After talking with the bartender and realizing his vulnerability had been exposed, he decided to take action against both the bartender and you."
Captain Liu paused for a moment to swallow some water from his cup before continuing. "Now back to that night of the incident: after leaving the bar, Tom hurriedly ran up the back stairs to Jenny's place. Once inside her room, with a fierce look in his eyes, he killed Jenny and staged her death just as they had rehearsed in Script One. At the same time, he switched back their phones—of course, all of this is my deduction."
"By the way, traces of red dye were found on Jenny's clothes mixed with blood. This murder plot had two uncertain factors affecting the killer's actions; he had to act according to circumstances."
"First: uncertainty about whether you would call the police; second: there might be patrolling officers nearby who could arrive quickly after your call. Regardless of either point, if he had stopped his murder plan in time, he wouldn't have gotten into trouble. For him, the dangerous time frame was just over a minute between committing murder and leaving the scene."
I felt a chill run down my spine as I listened; my body trembled slightly while Captain Liu tilted his head slightly with an almost imperceptible smile as he quietly observed me.
Captain Liu spoke earnestly: "Money possesses a terrifying power that drives people mad; many are willing to commit crimes for it—even murder—just like Tom did. He brutally killed his beloved girlfriend for three million in insurance money. Even if his scheme succeeds and he lives comfortably without worry—able to buy whatever he wants—he will never find happiness because he's lost a true heart; he will carry the cross of conscience for life."
Captain Liu raised his head slightly; his gaze became deep as if recalling something. "Some wealthy individuals start their lives through unscrupulous means and commit wrongdoings but later do good deeds in old age just to ease their conscience. You could say they've lived their lives unhappily. No one can escape from their conscience's condemnation; some vicious criminals continue committing crimes merely to numb themselves and dull their own sense of right and wrong."
Captain Liu's gaze sharpened as he looked directly into my eyes. "Do not let temporary confusion lead you to do bad things. Do not think of ways to escape legal consequences and then commit crimes. At such times, you should close your eyes and ask yourself, calm down, and listen to the call of your conscience. Live brightly and with integrity."
I gradually lowered my head, a look of shame spreading across my face, filled with regret. I thought to myself: a telescope is just a telescope; it should not be used as a tool for flirting or for spying. Such an expensive item should be used properly.
From that moment on, I began to actively participate in the Astronomy Club's activities. Each time I attended, my eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement. Gradually, I developed a genuine interest in astronomy. The vast universe captivated me, and the dark night sky held infinite mysteries. My perspective broadened significantly, and I felt that life had never been so fulfilling.
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