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"Now that the first and third doubts have been resolved, the answer is: the man hanging in the office is not the murderer X; the real culprit is Liao Mengwei. She wore a raincoat and a mask to conceal her identity. She summoned you, along with B Man and C Girl, to the company so that you could witness the live murder drama through the glass doors outside. Her intention was to have you serve as witnesses, proving that after murderer X entered the office, he never came out again. This way, the police would conclude that the only person in the office—the man hanging there—must be the murderer.
"As for the second doubt: why did Liao Mengwei install and detonate a micro-bomb on A Man's body to destroy his corpse? This point is the key to understanding how Liao Mengwei disappeared from that completely sealed office!"
"What exactly happened?" I asked eagerly. "After Liao Mengwei entered that office, she seemed to vanish into thin air. That's simply impossible! This… this can't be a crime!"
"The impossibility of a crime doesn't mean it doesn't exist; it's just that the murderer used some sleight of hand to obscure the truth from us temporarily." V paused for a moment, glanced at me, and continued slowly, "There was once an expert who conducted a test: a group of participants watched a short film of a white sports car speeding down a country road. Afterward, they were divided into two groups, A and B, and asked different questions. Group A was asked, 'What was the approximate speed of the white sports car?' Group B was asked, 'What was the approximate speed of the white sports car as it passed by the barn?'"
I didn't understand what V was getting at; I furrowed my brows and remained silent.
V continued, "A few days later, the expert asked all participants one question: 'Did you see a barn in the short film?' In fact, there was no barn in that film at all. Among participants in Group A, 3% claimed they saw one—this was normal—but in Group B, an astonishing 17% said they had seen a barn!
"Why did so many people in Group B report seeing something that didn't exist? It was because they had previously answered a question about 'the white sports car passing by the barn.' This question provided them with seemingly real information—suggesting that there was indeed a barn on that country road—which influenced their perceptions and even led them to genuinely 'see' events that never occurred. Their memories were manipulated and replaced!
"Later investigations revealed that most of those 17% in Group B who claimed to have seen the barn were individuals lacking assertiveness, easily swayed by others. Such people are prone to external influences affecting their memories."
At this point, I couldn't help but ask, "What does all this have to do with how Liao Mengwei left the office?"
V's lips curled slightly: "You seem to be someone who can be easily swayed too, don't you? Not just you; I believe C Girl is also someone lacking assertiveness and easily influenced by her surroundings."
I swallowed hard and nodded. "Yes, I often find it easy to change my opinions. As for C Girl, from what I've observed, her personality is similar."
"That's why you were chosen by Liao Mengwei to serve as witnesses," V said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Liao Mengwei called you and C Girl to the entrance of the company to witness the murder scene, making you both act as witnesses. The reason she chose you two as witnesses was not random; it was based on your easily swayed personalities."
"I don't understand!" I shook my head, feeling a bit confused.
"What I mean is that your memories, along with C Girl's, have been subtly manipulated or even replaced. This is why you both firmly believe that 'X entered the office and never came out again.' The police, relying on your testimonies, can only consider the only man present in the office—despite him being dead—as the murderer."
"Our memories were replaced?" I gasped, covering my mouth with both hands. "What does that even mean?"
V looked at me, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Did you actually see X walk into the Executive Director's office?"
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