Chapter 228 The person was definitely not killed by Jiang Anning
Jiao Niang's face darkened: "It's just that Sang Jingwan was aware of it or was too cautious, so she finally avoided that road."
Their initial plan failed, so they had no choice but to disguise themselves as bandits seeking money and intercept and kill them on the road.
"Find a girl as soon as possible."
Wang Shang ordered coldly, but felt uneasy.
Jiao Niang said "Yes": "We have arranged for someone to look for her."
In this matter, it might be better if there was a traitor among them.
Just get rid of the traitors!
But what if it’s not.
"If, I mean if, if Zhou Ran was alive, he was..."
Jiao Niang's voice trembled slightly, and she couldn't say the next words.
What if Zhou Ran had not had his death scene faked after his death, but had watched himself being...
Jiao Niang couldn't help but shiver just thinking about it.
Killing can only be done with a nod of the head.
Even though she killed so many people, she basically killed them all with one knife. She had never used such a cruel method.
Wang Shang naturally thought of this possibility.
He is also a killer, but he also has countless lives on his hands. He also feels that killing can only be done with a nod of the head.
If there is no deep hatred, why be so cruel.
"Tell me, could it be..." Jiao Niang's voice trembled slightly, she paused for a moment and looked at Wang Shang: "Jiang Anning?"
"Impossible!"
Wang Shang sternly denied it without thinking.
"How could she, a little yellow-haired girl with no strength, subdue Zhou Ran and make him willingly be buried alive in a rocky landslide, waiting to die?"
Jiao Niang pursed her lips slightly, noncommittal.
Wang Shang took a deep breath: "It's useless to speculate now. Let's wait for the results from Ulan first."
"Find a girl as soon as possible."
"And Zhao Hai!"
Jiao Niang couldn't help but said: "Zhou Ran is already dead, will Zhao Hai be too?"
"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead."
"It's not like a big living person can disappear from the world."
Wang Shang's eyes were cold and stern: "As long as you have done anything, it will definitely leave traces."
Jiao Niang said softly "Yes" and didn't argue any more.
In their hearts, both of them were almost no longer optimistic.
Jiang'an County is so big, and in more than a month, even if Zhao Hai is not dead, he may have fled Jiang'an County and disappeared.
The sky is high and the sea is vast, and trying to find someone in the vast sea of people is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"The most urgent task is to find a girl."
After Wang Shang calmed down, he slowly spoke: "Jiang Anning is right under our noses now. Besides, she will go to Beijing soon. Even if Zhao Hai wants to seek revenge, he can't get past our sight."
But the disappearance of Zhaomei is different.
If there was just a traitor among them and they wanted to avenge Sang Jingwan, there would be nothing to fear.
But what if it’s not one of them...
"I'm just afraid that many things that happened back then have been known to a fourth person."
For so many years, the palace, Jiang'an Marquis Mansion and them have competed and tested each other, maintaining a delicate balance.
Nowadays, some people are imitating what they tried to do to Sang Jingwan back then, but failed.
Isn't this a kind of revenge and warning?
Jiang Anning, who was concentrating on embroidering pictures of strange things, felt a little heavy on her back for no reason.
It seems that a big blame has been placed on his back.
She stretched her waist and moved her shoulders slightly. She had no idea that Zhou Ran's body and head had been discovered by Wang Shang and the others.
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Duan Qingshan is very agile in doing things.
It only took two days to find the right person Jiang Anning wanted.
Jiang Anning was preparing the clothes and jewelry she would wear to the An Mansion for a banquet.
Hearing this, he was a little surprised: "You found someone so quickly?"
She raised her eyebrows slightly: "Have you found out the details about the other party?"
"I asked about it."
Duan Qingshan said with a respectful expression: "He is a local from Jiang'an County, but his family was poor a few years ago and he went out to live with his relatives. In the past two years, he has been traveling around with the ship merchants in Fujian, and his life has improved slightly. I thought about going back to my hometown to see it.”
"He is a man of innocent wealth."
Jiang Anning raised her head and glanced at him, as if she had heard something funny and interesting: "Innocent?"
She laughed unpreparedly: "Do you still remember who I asked you to find?"
"A white wolf with nothing... A person who is used to doing this kind of thing, you tell me that he has a clean fortune?"
Duan Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red and he rubbed his ears in embarrassment: "I..."
Scammed!
He was like a child who had done something wrong, lowering his head and twirling his clothes in guilt.
Just when he was about to say that he was looking for someone again, Jiang Anning suddenly said: "However, I am a little curious about the person you are looking for."
"When do you have an appointment to meet with someone?"
"Did you tell me where it was?"
Duan Qingshan's expression became more respectful, mixed with uneasy guilt: "I thought you were going to a banquet today, so I didn't rush to make arrangements. I just said that we could meet at noon as soon as possible. If not... it depends on the owner. Home time.”
Jiang Anning thought for a while: "Let's do it at noon today."
"Meet the person first before talking."
"If it's really something that can make things happen, you might as well use it."
"If I get things done earlier, I won't have to worry about it all day long."
She smiled: "I'm just pretending to be worried, and I can't do anything with enthusiasm."
"Yes."
Duan Qingshan didn't ask any more questions, sticking to his duty as a slave.
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A separate courtyard in the city.
Wang Shang looked at Ulan, who had a cold and inhuman face, and frowned: "But there are accurate results? Zhou Ran..."
"Based on my subordinates' many years of working experience, we preliminarily infer that the deceased encountered a boulder rolling down while he was still alive, and the huge momentum caused the separation of his head and neck."
Ulan stated expressionlessly: "This is also the final cause of death."
"However, even if there were no boulders rolling down, given Zhou Ran's condition at the time, he would have suffocated to death in no more than half an hour."
Wang Shang frowned: "Why is this?"
"When we found Zhou Ran, his body was pressed under a boulder, and there were many scars, tears and broken limbs from being hit by rolling stones."
Ulan: "But after my actual calculation, if Zhou Ran happened to be standing where he was and accidentally encountered a boulder rolling down, and had no time to dodge, he would have encountered this accident. The distance between the head and the body should not be so far."< br>
"After repeated experiments and simulations to restore the scene, I deduced that the most likely possibility is that Zhou Ran was buried alive in the soil at that time. The boulder rolled down and smashed his head away. At the same time, the huge inertia also caused his whole body to fall apart. People were brought out like onions from a dry land.”
"Then it was hit by gravel one after another and finally buried. This resulted in the scene conditions we found at that time."
Ulan said sternly: "But these are just my personal subjective guesses based on past experience, and they may not be the original truth."
"The commander still needs to make his own judgment on whether to adopt my speculation in the end."
Listening to the words, Wang Shang felt inexplicably aggrieved as if he had been punched by Cotton and had nowhere to fight back. Why does it feel like Ulan is trying to blame him?
Jiao Niang stood aside and couldn't help frowning: "So, Zhou Ran was probably murdered?"
"Who would harm him?"
Still using such cruel methods... "If I guessed correctly, it should have coincided with a heavy rain at that time. Ulan's guess is probably more conservative."
"The rain came very quickly, with the potential to pour down, and the soil in the woods was very soft and absorbent. In less than half an hour, the water-saturated soil would instantly squeeze people and make it difficult to breathe."
"Not to mention the extreme weather at that time, it is very likely that a large amount of sediment will be swept into people's mouth and nose, speeding up people's death."
Jiao Niang frowned a little more tightly: "Zhou Ran usually has a pretty good reputation in the village, and he doesn't usually make enemies with anyone. What kind of hatred would make people retaliate against him in such a cruel way? ”
Wang Shang glanced at her and disagreed.
"Who else can be a good person who can be driven by you and me to instigate and exploit us?"
After he finished speaking, Jiao Niang's face suddenly showed embarrassment.
"What you said makes it sound like we are some despicable and dirty rats hiding in the stinking ditch, secretly plotting against others."
Jiao Niang argued hard.
Wang Shang chuckled: "It's good that you still have this self-awareness."
Jiao Niang:......
"When did this happen? You still have time to argue with me here."
"Okay, okay, okay, even if I'm mean to you, we are just shameless rats, then tell me, who is it that would use such an extremely cruel way to take revenge on Zhou Ran?"
Jiao Niang's face was condensed: "Such a cruel method, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is torture, right?"
Before Wang Shang could say the answer in his heart, Jiao Niang snorted and objected: "Don't tell me that Jiang Anning did it."
"Why couldn't Jiang Anning do it?"
Wang Shang asked funnyly: "Among the people who can make enemies with Zhou Ran, Jiang Anning is the most suspect."
"Why did you reject the first suspect when we got here?"
Wang Shang is truly curious.
Jiao Niang frowned: "She is a delicate little girl who has no power to restrain a chicken. In the past, she was mostly naive and stupid. How could she come up with such a rigorous and thoughtful method of killing?"
"It's no exaggeration to say that this killing method can be considered flawless, right?"
"If you encounter someone from an ordinary yamen, I'm afraid you will just think that it was an accident, right?"
But it wasn't exactly what they originally wanted to do to Jiang Anning.
Create an accident and let a person die naturally from it.
Jiao Niang was silent for a long time, and finally said as if she had to face the reality: "If, if all this is really Jiang Anning's doing, then will it really be a good thing if we let her go to Beijing?"
Wang Shang doesn't know.
He couldn't even figure out how that delicate and soft little girl could do such a cruel thing.
"Have you not found any traces of Zhao Mei and Zhao Hai yet?"
Wang Shang asked somewhat evasively.
"Have you carefully searched for the place where Zhou Ran's head was found?"
Jiao Niang gave a soft "hmm" and cooperated with the person's escape: "I arranged for people to search twice, inch by inch, and dig three feet into the ground within a distance of ten miles from east to west."
"Except for an abandoned old wooden house, no other suspicious traces were found."
Wang Shang frowned: "Old wooden house?"
"Yeah."
Jiao Niang: "It should be a wooden house that has been abandoned for a long time. The wood scattered around is very dry and weathered."
"But the weird thing is, the wood doesn't look like it's infested with insects."
"But it is weathered, and it will break into powder if you pinch it lightly."
"I think this situation is a little weird."
Wang Shang listened and couldn't help but frown: "Listen, it does seem that something is not normal."
Just when the two of them were focusing on the abandoned old wooden house, Ulan kept looking coldly and silently. Suddenly spoke: "Jiang Anning was able to pierce Sheng Yuewen's neck quickly with her reaction... With her angle and strength, as long as she applied a little more force, she could break off Sheng Yuewen's head irregularly. Come down.”
Wang Shang and Jiao Niang looked at her at the same time.
Wulan was not afraid at all: "Is there a possibility? Jiang Anning has been the same Jiang Anning from the beginning to the end. It's just your wishful thinking that she is a delicate little girl who is weak and weak. The power...these are the stereotypes you put on her.”
"But in fact, I have carefully observed and analyzed it."
"When Jiang Anning was killing chickens and geese alone at home, she was skillful and decisive."
"He's totally a good worker."
"It's not like the kind of little girl you said, a delicate and soft girl who can't stand things."
Wang Shang was silent.
The girl pursed her lips and said nothing.
Seeing this, Wulan shrugged indifferently, obviously not planning to continue talking.
"Killing chickens and geese is not the same thing as killing people."
Wang Shang didn't know whether he was persuading himself or explaining to Ulan, trying to convince her: "There are many people who know how to kill chickens and geese, but when it comes to killing, as long as you are a normal person, there is nothing you are not afraid of."
"But look at Jiang Anning these days, is there any sign of fear? Terror? Like he has done something wrong."
Wang Shang clenched his fist slightly, as if he wanted to convince himself more.
Jiao Niang looked at him with a rare silence.
She actually didn't hope that Jiang Anning was the murderer of Zhou Ran.
Otherwise...
Jiao Niang shook her head to get rid of all the thoughts in her mind, not daring to continue thinking any more.
If escaping helps, let her escape for the time being.
If the sky falls, there will always be tall people who can hold it up.
She glanced at Wang Shang.
Even if the higher-ups were to blame, Wang Shang should be the first to bear the brunt.
She was just doing what she was told.
Ulan shrugged, obviously not intending to argue with anyone, and left calmly and indifferently.
Jiao Niang looked at the person's back, hesitated for a moment, looked at Wang Shang, and said softly: "I'm afraid we have to look for the whereabouts of Zhao Mei and Zhao Hai elsewhere."
"Jiang Anhou's Mansion will send someone to take Jiang Anning to Beijing soon."
"I'm going to keep an eye on the people under my command, lest they act carelessly, do things improperly, arouse suspicion, and ruin our affairs."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Wang Shang said nothing.
Staring at the ground in silence.
The surroundings were empty and eerily silent.
After waiting for a long time after the person left, he murmured to himself: "Little girl, which one is the real you?"
He raised his head, stared blankly at the blue sky, and whispered in confusion: "Sang Jingwan, what else do you have in mind?"
"Little girl, is she really your daughter?"
In his mind, on one side was the image of Jiang Anning softly reaching out to him and calling "brother" eight years ago.
On one side is Sang Jingwan's unexplained smile before she died.
After all, what is real?