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... n Dongxue said, "It’s estimated that the things that fell here have already been picked up."

"What would fall here?" Tao Yueyue looked at the stairs. "There was dust on the deceased, his skull was fractured, but his ribs weren’t broken. Is it possible that he actually rolled down the stairs in a ball?"

"It's completely possible!" Lin Dongxue thought of this when they first talked about the stairs.

"That screenwriter is the murderer?" To be honest, Tao Yueyue was unwilling to ad ...

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