Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Because… because… ” Master Zhang clenched his fists tightly. He opened his mouth twice but did not say a word because he honestly wasn’t sure. He did know some fengshui, and he had bought some books and taught himself. He was surprised that he had managed to deceive many wealthy businessmen all these years and made them believe him. He eventually became famous in the industry, but he actually barely knew anything about it. How could he possibly know this?
At this point, the few university students could see that Master Zhang was panicking.
Xiaoqing refused to give up and grabbed his arm. “Master Zhang, quickly tell this woman that you know!”
But even after waiting for a long time, Master Zhang did not say anything.
The truth could not be more obvious.
Xiaoqing let go of him, and she looked a little dejected.
Even if Master Zhang tried to explain it away now, it was useless. He simply didn’t have any real talent.
Helian Weiwei walked over and picked up the wind chime before casually throwing it into the trash can. “It’s because a wind chime gathers Yin energy, so it’s an object that attracts ghosts. If you hang it here, it will only make the atmosphere of the villa become extremely messy and difficult to differentiate.”
“I didn’t make a move, so all of you might not believe in my ability, but you should all have seen Jing Zifeng’s ability. Since he said that it was a human who committed this murder, then that must be the case. Moreover, he has the ability to locate corpses. Right now, there’s only one corpse here, and that’s Master Wufan. In other words, the person who was dragged away isn’t dead.”
“You’re saying that Young Mistress is still safe now?” Auntie Zhang’s eyes immediately lit up.
Helian Weiwei acknowledged her question, “That seems to be the case now.”
“Then who cut the wires from the outside and deliberately wore Wu Taotao’s clothes to hide Tongtong?” Yuan Wu’s eyes were red and his fists fiercely punched the table.
Helian Weiwei’s eyes were shining. “No, he didn’t just want to hide Miss Song, but he didn’t have time to kill, because there are two special forces soldiers here that he has to worry about.”
“Miss Helian is saying that there is another person hiding outside the villa that we don’t know about?” Old Master Song had clearly heard the discussion in the hall, and walked over with his walking stick.
But to his surprise, Helian Weiwei actually shook her head. “No, I have always thought that the murderer is among us.”
“Are you crazy?!” Xiaoqing was really about to collapse from Helian Weiwei’s words. “We are all in the villa and have never gone out. How are we going to pull the power switch and then go through the hall to the third floor after pulling the power switch? Before we drag Tongtong down from the third floor, we would have been discovered! Are you seriously lacking in common sense?! It’s really getting more and more ridiculous each time. Just now, Deputy Liang said the murderer disappeared in the blink of an eye. Who could be faster than a special forces soldier, unless she was not human at all? Everyone knows this. Do you think we’re still elementary school students? You think we’ll believe your bullshit?”
“I believe her words.” Jing Zifeng cut her off. Thanks to a yummy plate of meatballs, he remained standing on Helian Weiwei’s side of the room. “The murderer is among us.”
Xiaoqing looked at Jing Zifeng less angrily because he had really proven himself to be someone with supernatural powers. She wasn’t going to go against him so unreasonably.
“Seriously, tsk, I really don’t know what to say.” Xiaoqing angrily sat back on the chair.
Since it was so noisy here, Helian Weiwei calmly said to Old Master Song, “I need to go upstairs and take a look.”
Old Master Song sided with Xiaoqing’s analysis. Compared to what Helian Weiwei said, he thought that the possibility of someone being outside the villa was greater. However, he didn’t stop Helian Weiwei, and just said to Auntie Zhang, “Follow Miss Helian up. Whichever room she wants to see, open the door for her.”
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“Yes, Old Master Song.” Auntie Zhang only thought that as long as her Young Mistress wasn’t dead, then everything would turn around.
No one knew what Helian Weiwei was thinking. In fact, even the university students didn’t quite believe her deduction.
It seemed simply too ridiculous.
It didn’t seem possible in terms of the time taken.
The murderer must have come from outside.
Old Master Song was also deep in thought. After a while, he spoke again, “You guys go outside and search again. See if there are any suspicious people nearby.”
“Yes.” Deputy Liang accepted the order. He gave a crisp salute and rushed into the night again.
Old Master Song’s eyes landed on Master Zhang, who wished he could curl his head into a ball right now. “Remove all these messy yellow talismans. From now on, everyone should not leave the hall.”
The candlelight on the dining table was still swaying and hitting everyone’s faces, illuminating their flustered and uneasy expressions.
Auntie Zhang walked in front of Helian Weiwei and held a candle to light the way. “Miss Helian, which room do you want to see?”
“Miss Song was the most recent victim, so there should be clues left behind in her room.” Helian Weiwei was also thinking about the problem of time.
When Auntie Zhang heard her say this, she immediately opened the door for her. “You can look around as much as you like. As long as you can get Young Mistress back!”
The moment Helian Weiwei entered the room, she felt a dampness in the air, as if the room hadn’t seen sunlight in years. It was probably because Song Tongtong did not go out often, plus it was raining outside.
The electricity was not switched on, so the room was dark.
Helian Weiwei walked in and deliberately took a look at the floor. There weren’t any water stains on it.
Several sets of plastic surgery magazines were scattered on the bed. There were many cosmetics and many jewelry boxes on the dressing table. Basically, it could be seen that the owner of the house was a very materialistic girl.
“This is…?” Helian Weiwei’s phone flashlight hit the wall on the other side. “Miss Li Ya’s photo?”
Auntie Zhang nodded. “That’s right, it’s that divination master. Young Mistress likes her very much. Not only does she always watch her live broadcast when she goes online, she even buys the clothes that Miss Li Ya wears. She thinks that anything Miss Li Ya wears looks good, and really idolizes her very much.”
A fan? Helian Weiwei moved the light from her phone away and looked out of the window. The view here was very good. She could almost see the entire courtyard.
She stood there as if she was thinking about something and was probably calculating the route. However, no matter how much she calculated, the timing of the crime didn’t seem to add up.
Helian Weiwei retracted her gaze and picked up the magazine on the bed. “Miss Song also underwent plastic surgery?”
Auntie Zhang sighed. “In the past, Young Mistress was never like this. But later, for some reason, she became very infatuated with these things. She was already so pretty to begin with.”
Helian Weiwei had seen Song Tongtong’s photo before. It was indeed a pretty face. Although it wasn’t a small, pointy face, it had delicate features and was very elegant, so she looked a lot like those sweet looking celebrities from her parents’ generation.
If she looked like that, did her face still need to be fixed?