“I took note of that detail and continued to listen to your statement…”

“Your analysis of the case and your psychological interpretation of the individuals involved are indeed reasonable and excellent… However, in some parts, you still used words like ‘in my estimation’ and ‘speculation,’ which makes me wonder how much information that recording could actually provide.”

“Why, after possessing such ironclad evidence, did you still rely on so much logic instead of straightforward information to support your explanation?”

“Until you said to John—‘The available evidence is basically gone, and whatever we say here can only be speculation, which is why you can maintain this fearless attitude.’"

“That sentence, though not directed at Sam, gave me inspiration; I immediately understood… that recording was actually a trick.”

“In fact, that recording from beginning to end… only contained one sentence.”

“Miller simply recorded that sentence before seeing Sam, at six o'clock in the afternoon, to prevent any accidents from happening to him while meeting with Sam.”

“According to his thinking… once he encountered problems in his dealings with Sam, he could bluff by threatening the other party, saying… ‘I’ve already made a recording before coming here… if you don’t do as agreed, or plan to simply kill me to silence me, the recording will be made public,’ or something like that.”

“But ‘after’ meeting Sam? Miller didn't, as you said… ‘complete the recording.’”

“Admittedly, Miller is a cautious person, but his scheming is far from reaching the level you described… what ‘response measures after being arrested,’ ‘situations of being caught by people other than the police’… if he could consider the problem to that extent, he wouldn't be a criminal with ‘a pile of criminal records, almost ending up on the streets,’ but a successful person who had already become wealthy again through crime.”

“As long as you break away from your way of thinking and think about it carefully, you will understand… Miller's level would not allow him to leave the kind of recording you described, which ‘told the whole story of the transaction between him and John from beginning to end.’”

“The reason you said this was to trick Sam; after hearing what you call the ‘beginning of the recording,’ if Sam were really guilty, he would naturally feel despair in the face of such ‘ironclad evidence.’ If you were lucky, he might directly confess under pressure.”

Speaking of this, Feng Bujue smiled again and looked at Sam: “Fortunately… the innocent are innocent, and Sam is innocent, so he won’t be hooked.”

“This guy was clearly hooked! You forcibly pulled him off the hook, okay!”

At this moment, Zuo Yan and Vidocq both roared this sentence deep in their hearts.

But… it was also a fact that they were cheating, so they couldn’t easily lose their temper on the surface.

“Heh… hehe…” Sam, who had escaped death and was still a little scared, was a bit like a “zombie” in terms of emotion at this moment. He couldn't help but laugh and wipe the cold sweat from his head. "Yes… yes! Mr. Feng is right! I was innocent in the first place! Hahahaha…"

His "hearty" laughter sounded extremely harsh in John's ears: "Stop talking nonsense!" John immediately shouted, "Then how do you explain… why did you suddenly come to me yesterday afternoon and ask for my bedroom phone number? And the two phone calls you made to me afterwards… and I happened to be attacked during the second call?"

“Coincidence.” Before Sam could respond, Feng Bujue preemptively gave an almost shameless and bizarre answer.

“What?” John couldn’t believe his ears, his voice soaring as he shouted, “What?”

“Is there anything wrong with Sam coming to see you?” Feng Bujue said, “The inheritance case has been over for seven or eight years, and it’s normal for him to come to you to reconcile, right?” He paused, “In fact… the fact that you let him in yesterday during the day, had tea and chatted with him, and even gave him your phone number… already shows that, at least yesterday… you also felt that this was the case.”

“Are you trying to say… that coincidentally, on the very day he came to me to reconcile, I was attacked by Miller, and the attack happened to occur at the exact time he called me for the second time on the same day?” John asked, suppressing his anger.

“No, no, no… there’s only one coincidence,” Feng Bujue said. “That is… the day Miller came to attack also happened to be the day Sam came to you to reconcile.” He spread his hands, putting on a matter-of-course expression, “I think this is also normal… because the ships to this island don’t come every day. They took the same ship to the island, so things happened on the same day… is there anything strange about that?” He paused for half a second, then said, “As for the phone thing… it’s not much of a coincidence either; we might as well think of it this way… Miller was originally lying in ambush in your bedroom, preparing to find an opportunity to strike. Suddenly, the phone rang, and he had an idea, hiding behind the curtains not far from the phone, wanting to strike while you were answering the phone and your attention was diverted.”

“Okay… okay.” John nodded. “Then I have to ask… why… in the past seven years, when Sam didn’t know my background, he didn’t come to me to reconcile, but when he learned from Miller that I had no blood relationship with him, he came to me to reconcile instead?”

“Who said he learned your background from Miller?” Feng Bujue answered one question with another question.

“This…” John instinctively turned his gaze to Zuo Yan.

“I said it,” Zuo Yan still seemed relatively calm. “Of course… you can say that what I said was all reasoning, but… Sam also confirmed it, didn’t he?”

“No, he didn’t,” Feng Bujue said, glancing at Sam. “Have you confirmed anything?”

“Uh…” Sam didn’t know what to answer anymore.

Feng Bujue didn’t need teammates of this level to answer, before Sam could even finish the sound of "Uh," Brother Jue preemptively said: "If you're referring to his sentence—'John's life story is Miller's trump card. If I encounter obstacles in the process of inheriting the estate, he can use that to turn things around; also, when he first came to me, he had already anticipated… as long as he showed me that trump card, I would help him,’" He repeated Sam's original words at the end of Chapter 26 word for word, and then said, “…then I have to remind you that that sentence was just a ‘reasoning plot’ that Sam recited along your line of thinking. I and John have also said such sentences today… but that doesn’t mean we agree with what you said."

“Don’t forget that after he finished reciting that sentence, you took the opportunity to ask him, ‘Do you admit to hiring someone to commit murder,’ and facing that direct question, he didn’t give a definite answer."

“You still need to figure out the difference between ‘agreeing’ and ‘answering’."