Since it was temporarily impossible to go to the crime scene of the ancient house to explore, Ling Fan was not too disappointed. Instead, he and Mo Qiu went to visit the two Zheng family nannies who had witnessed the crime scene. Although the two nannies were very courageous.
They were both relatively young, and even felt conflicted by what they saw that day. However, under Ling Fan's teasing, the two girls gradually got rid of the fear in their hearts, and even made a childlike agreement with Ling Fan. Of course, they agreed
What is important is that Ling Fan must find out the truth of the matter.
"Okay, now that we've settled the matter, before we talk, can I ask your names?" Ling Fan said with a bright smile.
The beautiful girl Yi Zheng showed a bright smile and said: "My name is An Jing, she is from my hometown, her name is Yin Chun." The girl named Yin Chun seemed to be very introverted. When her name was mentioned, she
He leaned closely against the girl named An Jing, lowering his head and saying nothing.
Ling Fan looked at An Jing with a smile and said with a smile: "An Jing, can you tell us what you saw that night?" Ling Fan pulled a stool over and placed it between the two of them.
Beside the hospital bed, try to give people a safe and non-forced feeling.
The pretty girl An Jing took a deep breath, as if to ease the fear in her heart. She looked at Ling Fan, pursed her lips, and said: "This is what happened. It happened around nine o'clock the night before yesterday.
Since people in the Zheng family rarely get together, and yesterday was the old lady’s birthday, the whole family rushed back, especially to celebrate the old lady’s birthday. It was originally a joyful family reunion, but no one could
I didn’t expect that after celebrating the old lady’s birthday, that is, after everyone returned to their rooms, Master Jiashu would actually..."
"What will happen to Young Master Jiashu? Speak slowly and don't panic." Ling Fan suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked at An Jing with encouraging eyes, and asked in a soft voice.
There was an inexplicable fear on An Jing's face, and he said: "The thing is like this, although I don't want to recall that scene anymore, but I don't want to keep this horrific scene in my mind forever, I don't want to carry it with me
It lasts a lifetime, so I have to tell it and I believe you."
Ling Fan is always grateful and worried when facing others' trust in him. What he is grateful for is that it feels really good to be trusted by others. What he is worried about is that he is afraid that his ability is limited and he will not be able to find out the truth of the matter.
, betraying the trust others place in oneself.
Maybe it was because the scene that night was too shocking for An Jing, so what An Jing told Ling Fan was intermittently and somewhat unclear. However, Mo Qiu, who was on the side, did some finishing work for their conversation.
A clean transcript. The content of the transcript is as follows. In order to make it easier for friends to watch, the following is narrated in the first person in An Jing's tone——Since the whole family has not been together for a long time, the family members can catch up this time.
Everyone was extremely excited and happy when they came back together. The old lady was naturally the happiest person among them, especially when she saw the young lady, she was even more happy. The old lady liked the young lady very much and always praised her for being so young as her.
She looked very much like her when she was young, so she loved her more than her other grandchildren.
A very sumptuous meal was prepared at home that night. Generally speaking, we servants were not allowed to eat with the master, but because the old lady was very happy that night, she let us set up another table next to the main table.
Let us, the hired servants, enjoy the food with them.
However, happy times always come quickly. Maybe it was because of happiness. Everyone drank a little too much that night, especially Young Master Jiashu. He seemed to have something on his mind and drank with a sullen mood, so Young Master Jiashu drank very quickly.
Then he got drunk (Ling Fan once asked An Jing here why Master Jia Shu was so drunk. An Jing told Ling Fan that she was not very clear about the matter, and it seemed to be about Master Jia Shu's piano).
Since we servants had to pack our things, we didn't drink too much, but the young masters and ladies were drinking and staggering around. If it weren't for our support, they would have fallen directly to the ground, especially the family tree.
Young Master and Young Master Jiaming, the two of them drank the most. At first they were arm-in-arm, but later on when they had a disagreement, they started talking harshly to each other and almost even started fighting each other (here Ling Fan interrupted again to ask An Jing
What sentence did Jia Shu and Jia Ming fight over? An Jing shook her head and said she had forgotten because the environment at the time was too complicated).
The old lady was also very angry about this. It was originally a joyful scene, but instead of being like this, the old lady asked us servants to make sober tea for the two young masters and then bring it to them. So Xiaochun and I were very
The tea was quickly made, and each of them took a cup to the two young masters.
But when we walked to Young Master Jiashu's room, we suddenly heard a melodious piano sound coming from Young Master Jiashu's room. Xiaochun and I were very surprised at that time, because just now we clearly saw that Young Master Jiashu was as drunk as mud.
, but Master Jiashu could still play such melodious piano music, which surprised us, so we stood in front of Master Jiashu’s door with tea in hand and listened quietly.
Across the door, there was no movement inside, only the beautiful piano sound came from behind the door. Because Young Master Jiashu was very tired of others interrupting his piano music, there was even a servant who had just arrived who didn't understand.
The situation was that we interrupted the young master's music and were beaten up by the young master, breaking two ribs, so we didn't dare to go in, so we stood at the door and waited for the young master Jia Shu to finish playing the music.
But that piece of music seemed to take a long time to play, and I felt a little strange, so I gave the tea bag in my hand to Xiaochun, squatted down and looked through the door lock towards the room. Although the keyhole was not big, I
I can still see Young Master Jiashu sitting in front of the piano as before, playing melodious music as if intoxicated. Looking at the way Young Master Jiashu plays the piano music, he looks like he is drunk, so I think sobering up tea
There should be no need to give it to the young master anymore, but just when I was about to get up, I suddenly saw a dark figure.
No, it's not a black shadow, but a rope. The rope slowly poked out from under Master Jiashu's bed, then floated up automatically like a cobra, and then formed a rope as if it was being weighed by someone.
Semi-circle, and then slowly put it around the neck of Young Master Jiashu. At that time, Young Master Jiashu was obsessed with piano music and did not even notice the rope behind him.
I was completely frightened at the time. I just stared closely at the rope that automatically floated in the air through the keyhole, watching it slowly pull towards Young Master Jiashu.
Suddenly, Young Master Jiashu's piano music came to the last note, and at this moment, the rope was suddenly put around Young Master Jiashu's neck, and then tightened instantly. Only then did Young Master Jiashu wake up,
His hands tightly grasped the rope that was strangling him, and his whole feet were flushed with pain.
I was so frightened that I collapsed and fell to the ground. Xiaochun asked me what I saw. I turned pale with fright, pointed at the door and shouted that something happened to Mr. Jiashu!
Later, my whole body was blurred. I only remember that Xiaochun opened the door tremblingly, and then heard Xiaochun's terrible scream, and then Xiaochun and I hugged each other tightly as if we were scared.
, and then they were sent here, and they were hugged together like this all the time.
Listening to An Jing's description, Ling Fan sat on the chair, holding his chin with his hand as if thinking about something. Mo Qiu put away the notebook, blinked at Ling Fan with his big eyes, and then stretched out his hand.
Ling Fan waved his hand in front of his face and said, "Hey, why are you like this again? What are you thinking?!"
Ling Fan came to his senses after being waved by An Jing, frowned, and said: "Don't make trouble."
Then he turned to An Jing, with an extremely serious expression, and asked: "An Jing, are you really sure you didn't see anyone else controlling the rope at that time?"
An Jing nodded with great conviction and said: "Really, because the situation at that time left such a deep impression on me, I will never be wrong. I did see only one rope in the room at that time."
"How is this possible? How can a rope float on its own?!" Mo Qiu shook his head and said as if hearing a fantasy.
"No, no, no, it's true, it's really true!" Yin Chun, who had been silent on the side, suddenly shouted.
Only then did Ling Fan notice Yin Chun. Although Yin Chun was not as gorgeous as An Jing, she was still quite delicate. However, at this time, her delicate face became extremely pale, her lips were pursed tightly, and there was terror in her eyes.
Her whole body was shaking with fear.
"Yin Chun, why are you so sure that it is true? What did you see when you entered the room?" Ling Fan asked in an extremely soft voice.
Yin Chun fell into silence again. An Jing quickly hugged the trembling Yin Chun into his arms and comforted him gently for a while.
Under An Jing's careful comfort, Yin Chun gradually stopped trembling, then looked at Ling Fan, and said in an extremely trembling voice: "At that time, I saw... I saw... I saw that the rope was right in front of me.
It automatically swings to the beam of the house...and then hangs Young Master Jiashu on the beam of the home...Master Jiashu struggles desperately!"
Hearing Yin Chun's words, Ling Fan was so shocked that he almost jumped up from his chair. He seemed to have seen it with his own eyes, his tone became excited, and he asked in shock: "What, you mean you saw that with your own eyes?"
Did the rope automatically jump to the beam and then hang up the family tree? Is this what you mean?!"
Yin Chun nodded, then pressed closely against An Jing, pursed his lips, and nodded, the fear in his eyes more obvious than before.