Xi Honglei stayed at Xi's house for three days without going out. During this period, except for Ran Yunshang's visit once, everything was quiet.
Xi Jiabao was still lying on the bed unable to get off the ground because of the dozens of beatings he received. Xi Hongbo and Xi Hongmiao also restrained themselves a lot because of that incident. Even when they saw Xi Honglei in the house,
He will not come to look for trouble as arrogantly as before, but will walk by with his head bowed and silently.
Xi Honglei is very satisfied with this kind of life. If it weren't for all the troubles, she really wants to experience the pleasure of being a rice insect.
After walking out of the room, Xi Honglei glanced at Zheng Siqi who was standing at the door, and said softly: "Let's go."
Zheng Siqi frowned slightly, followed Xi Honglei out of Xi Mansion, and walked straight towards Mu Yunmeng's residence.
Entering the courtyard, Xi Honglei saw Mu Yunmeng and Ran Yunshang who were already waiting here, as well as Ran Yunhao, who shouldn't have appeared, and some guards who were with him. She couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Honglei has met the princess and the ninth prince."
Xi Honglei walked over and said hello to Ran Yunshang and Ran Yunhao. At the same time, she winked at Mu Yunmeng without leaving any trace, and silently asked what was going on. But Mu Yunmeng seemed to have seen nothing.
He turned his head and looked elsewhere, ignoring Xi Hong's tears.
Xi Honglei stood there awkwardly and turned her gaze to Ran Yunhao. After a moment of silence, she mustered up the courage to ask: "Why is the Ninth Prince here?"
Ran Yunhao glanced at Xi Honglei with a gloomy look, and then said coldly: "I'm bored, just come over and take a look."
After a slight pause, Ran Yunhao asked uncertainly: "Are you really planning to lure the murderer into action?"
"Um."
Xi Hongtear, who nodded in affirmation, made Ran Yunhao purse his lower lip silently and stopped making any sound. Ran Yunhao, who was originally wandering around the palace, accidentally discovered Ran Yunshang who was about to leave the palace and listened to her explanation of the reason.
Uneasy. Although during this period of time, Ran Yunhao has understood that Xi Honglei is no longer the fool he used to be, but he still can't be linked to Xi Honglei by risking his own life to lure the murderer to commit a crime. Just because
Just to help Mu Yunmeng solve the case, does she need to make such a big sacrifice? If something unexpected happens, has she thought about the consequences?
When the group was ready, they started to head towards the west of the city. When they reached the gate, Ran Yunshang suddenly discovered that Mu Yunmeng had not followed.
Turning around and running to Mu Yunmeng's side, Ran Yunshang asked in confusion: "Aren't you going?"
"I'm not going." Mu Yunmeng shook her head calmly, "It won't be of much help if I go, you can just go."
Mu Yunmeng's answer clearly reached the ears of everyone present, making Xi Honglei clenched her teeth unconsciously, and Ran Yunhao sneered disdainfully.
"Brother Yunmeng..." Ran Yunshang pulled Mu Yunmeng's sleeves in embarrassment and whispered: "Honglei did this for you, how could you not go?"
After being rubbed hard by Ran Yunshang and pulled forcefully, Mu Yunmeng followed the others reluctantly and arrived near the streets of Luocheng.
Mu Yunmeng walked to Xi Honglei's side, pointed to a courtyard in front of her, and whispered: "That's Zhang Qiang's home."
"Yes, I understand." Xi Honglei nodded and stepped forward without any hesitation. Unexpectedly, his wrist was grabbed by Mu Yunmeng behind him.
Mu Yunmeng's actions caused everyone's attention to instantly shift to him. Watching Xi Honglei turn his head intently with a puzzled expression on his face, Mu Yunmeng slowly let go of his hand and said:
"Be careful."
Xi Honglei smiled with relief and walked to Zhang Qiang's door alone without saying anything.
Taking a deep breath, Xi Honglei knew that Zhang Qiang was at home now because Zheng Siqi had confirmed it for her beforehand.
He knocked hard on the door, and after a while, Zhang Qiang opened the door from the inside.
Zhang Qiang looked at Xi Honglei through the crack in the door. After recalling who she was, Zhang Qiang asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"
"Of course I'm here to find you." Xi Honglei pushed Zhang Qiang away and walked into the yard uninvited. He looked around at the empty yard. Xi Honglei looked back and smiled sweetly at Zhang Qiang at the door.
Said: "Close the door and let's talk. It might not be good if others hear our conversation."
Zhang Qiang watched Xi Honglei walk to the depths of the yard, sit on the stone bench in front of the house and stop moving. He turned around, closed the door, and bolted it. Zhang Qiang walked up to Xi Honglei and looked at her condescendingly.
, frowned and asked: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Why are you so nervous?" Xi Honglei chuckled and met Zhang Qiang's eyes, pointing to the stone bench next to him, "I just came to talk to you about the recent murder cases. Sit down and talk."
After Zhang Qiang heard the word "murder case", a flash of overbearing murderous intent instantly flashed across his eyes. This was also clearly seen by Xi Honglei.
Xi Honglei looked at Zhang Qiang sitting on the stone bench with a serious expression and his fists slightly clenched on his legs, then curled his lips and smiled. "I heard that you have been doing work for a few years. I don't know what you think about it.
What are your views on several murder cases?”
"Didn't I write down everything I needed to say on paper and submit it to the adults? Why do you come to ask me?"
"Yes, you wrote some things, and I read them all. But..." Xi Honglei frowned thoughtfully, then shook his head slightly and whispered: "I think
What you wrote is not true. At least about the last corpse, the conclusion you came to was completely different from mine."
"What do you know about movies?!" Zhang Qiang stood up from the stone bench abruptly, exuding a faint cold air, looked at Xi Honglei with sharp eyes, and said sternly: "I have been doing marriage work for more than ten years.
!What qualifications do you have to doubt me?!"
"But there are some things that are not necessarily good just because you are older. For example, after you have lived for so many years, you must have met a lot of women, but I heard that you are still living alone. Although this is like fighting
It's a bit inappropriate, but that's the fact." Xi Honglei glanced at Zhang Qiang's increasingly tighter hands, smiled slightly, and continued: "By the way, why don't you marry a wife and have children? You are so old.
Now, it’s time to start a family and start a business!”
"Get out, I don't want to see you." Zhang Qiang closed his eyes forbearance, adjusted his breathing, and said to Xi Honglei in a cold tone.
"Really don't want to?" Xi Honglei stood up and walked to Zhang Qiang. With a smile on her face, she stood on tiptoes and leaned next to Zhang Qiang's ear, saying ambiguously: "But I want to see you. Because the murderer of this case is
I have already investigated who it is. I came to you today just to give you a confession."
Xi Honglei's words made Zhang Qiang open his eyes instantly. Opening his eyes wide, Zhang Qiang looked at Xi Honglei smiling at him seductively, then stepped back and fanned himself with his hand, his expression displeased.
When Zhang Qiang tugged on his collar and said, "When did it get so hot today?", Zhang Qiang's expression suddenly changed!
Xi Honglei returned to the stone bench and sat down. The opened collar allowed Xi Honglei's jade-like skin to easily shine into Zhang Qiang's eyes. And the condescending angle also allowed Zhang Qiang to vaguely see Xi Honglei.
The rope of Honglei's bellyband. Most importantly, he also saw the clearly visible kiss mark!
Looking at Zhang Qiang's expression, Xi Honglei realized that he had seen the traces that Leng Xiao had left on her body some time ago. She gently closed her collar, and Xi Honglei pretended not to notice anything and continued to complain.
The weather was sultry, and then the topic shifted to the murder case again.
"Although the methods of several cases are different, I know that the murderer is you." Xi Honglei looked directly at Zhang Qiang and said: "Although I don't have as much experience in autopsy as you, I don't necessarily know less than you. I
You know what it’s like when a person hangs and dies, you know what it’s like when a person drowns, and you even know what it’s like when a person is accidentally poisoned. What you wrote has absolutely nothing to do with the real death of the deceased. If
If the murderer is not you, he is also someone you know well. Otherwise, why would you write a fake autopsy report?"
After Xi Honglei said something in an affirmative tone, Zhang Qiang stood there with his head lowered and silent, making it impossible for her to clearly see the emotion in Zhang Qiang's eyes.
With a cold snort, Xi Honglei suddenly stood up from the stone bench, and while shouting that he wanted to go to the government to report the case, he started to walk towards the door.
Zhang Qiang suddenly pulled out a dagger and blocked it in front of Xi Honglei. He smiled with a cold light in his eyes and said: "You have said so much and you can leave just when you want? You are here just to show off that you have already figured out the case.
Really? Tell me! Have you already reported to the police?"
After saying that, Zhang Qiang looked warily in the direction of the door. Just as he was closing the door, he had carefully looked outside, and there was no sign of any officers or soldiers coming or going.
Xi Honglei said calmly: "I am here to tell you that I already know that you are the murderer! You don't need to threaten me, I will tell the adults right away and let them arrest you!"
After saying that, Xi Honglei acted like a monkey stealing peaches, snatched the dagger from Zhang Qiang's hand, kicked him to the ground, and was about to run towards the door, but the moment her hand touched the door bolt, her scalp
Suddenly it tightened and someone grabbed her hair.