-"Are you afraid?"
It is impossible to say that you are not afraid, after all, a murder has occurred here.
But Song Weichen knew that as long as she said she was afraid, it would definitely affect his investigation of the case, or take her away directly. Either way, it was not the result she wanted.
"I'm not afraid of you." So she answered him in a different way.
Mo Tingfeng nodded, "We can't attract attention, so we can only stay in the dark. But I can briefly apply night vision to your eyes and close your eyes."
Song Weichen obeyed and did as he was told. Mo Tingfeng used the magic technique to touch Song Weichen's eyes with his sword. She felt a coolness on her eyes like mint. When she opened her eyes again, although she could not see things in the daytime, she could still see clearly. Chu, it just has no color.
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She looked at the surrounding environment and judged that it should be the small hall of the owner of this cloth shop. There was a set of elegant mahogany Eight Immortals tables and chairs placed against the wall, and on the other side There is a table with a large incense burner on it, a statue of the God of Wealth, and two large money trees placed symmetrically. Judging from the furnishings, this is usually where the couple meets privately, while the larger space outside the carved double doors is an area for selling various fabrics and greeting individual customers.
The two checked it out and found nothing unusual. The items were in order. There were even tea leaves that had been put into the pot and were about to be brewed on the table in the small hall.
Mo Tingfeng looked at the tea banquet that had been set up but not opened on the Eight Immortals table, and whispered, "The locals in Luoyun Town have the habit of getting up early to drink tea. If the tea is not brewed, it indicates the time of the incident. Mostly at Mao hour.”
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At the same time, in the sky-shaped room where the two people in Ximanlou were staying just now, a majestic figure with a glimmering white light appeared in the darkness. When he stood still, that The faint light gradually faded away.
Gu Cangyue looked at the empty room with a cold face, her expression under the mask was gloomy and uncertain. He cast a spell in his hand to scan the objects in the room and confirmed her aura.
“She was clearly still here just now.”
He walked to the bed and stood there, where her breath was the strongest. He was about to cast a spell again to confirm her trace, but he heard a loud noise coming from outside the door. Very light footsteps - obviously that of a young girl.
Is she back? Gu Cangyue felt happy and quietly hid behind the door, wanting to give her a surprise.
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Ruan Mianmian opened the door lightly and quickly stepped into the house.
Mo Tingfeng protected herself in public today, coaxed her with nice words for a long time, and didn't care about the bitch at all, which proved that he had her in his heart. Of course she wanted to strike while the iron was hot.
The room is dark. Could it be that he is asleep? Just as he was hesitating whether to go further, someone suddenly hugged him from behind. Ruan Mianmian was about to shout, but he felt that the embrace holding her was extremely gentle, and his stature was clearly the same as that of Mo Tingfeng. I was secretly happy in my heart. I didn't expect that Lord Si Chen, who was usually stern and unsmiling, would have such a passionate and passionate side.
As soon as he took hold of Gu Cangyue, he knew that he was hugging the wrong person. Their aura was completely different. And if Song Weichen was so mellow, he wouldn't be so worried about her body. He quickly let go of her hand, but he never expected that she had just been hugged by him. The girl who lived there suddenly turned around and hugged him tightly.
"Brother Tingfeng, you are dressed strangely today. It must be for investigating the case, right? But you don't want to say it, so Mianmian won't ask." Ruan Mianmian just thought it was Mo Tingfeng who changed into his businessman's casual clothes and then Changed into a strange outfit.
"No matter how you change, you are still Mianmian's favorite person. I have been waiting for this day for a long time." A slight smile appeared at the corner of Gu Cangyue's mouth. It turned out to be that person's crush, Mianmian? The name is somewhat familiar, but with the strong smell of powder, it seems that Mo Tingfeng's taste is not very good.
Using a gentle technique with his fingertips, he tapped Ruan Mianmian's neck, and she immediately fell into a coma. Putting her on the bed, Gu Cangyue used the blood tracing technique to find Song Weichen. A faint light flashed through and the room fell into darkness again.
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In the same dark environment, Mo Tingfeng and Song Weichen carefully explored.
The small hall leads to the kitchen from the wing room, but the doors and windows are closed, and there are no signs of prying. Everything is normal.
Finally, the two came to the bedroom where the first murder scene was. Although the body had been removed, Song Weichen was still frightened, and she couldn't help but get closer to Mo Tingfeng.
I saw that the bedding and bed curtains had been taken away from the bedroom, and only the bed frame was left naked. There was nothing suspicious about any of the items, or in other words, even if there was anything suspicious, it should be removed. The government took it away for inspection.
Seeing this, Song Weichen gradually became more courageous, and she walked around the room. When she got close to the closed window, she felt a scent coming over her. She sniffed and said, "It smells so good."
"Smells?" Mo Tingfeng came over and leaned forward to smell Sniff, looking at her suspiciously.
“It should be some kind of grass and trees... No, it’s the smell of some kind of flowers! It has a faint medicinal smell. I’m not familiar with this smell and can’t tell what it is specifically, but it’s definitely not rose, osmanthus and gardenia. Flowers like magnolia," she said while sniffing.
Seeing his thoughtful expression, she suddenly realized a question, "Can't you smell it?"
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Mo Tingfeng shook his head.
Since just now, he has been using magic to detect the entire room, trying to find traces of Luan Po, but there has been no corresponding reaction. Is it really not Luan Po who is causing trouble?
But what is it? The folk theory of ghost husbands is nonsense. There are no wandering spirits here. From the first moment he entered the house, he has clearly ruled out this possibility. If it is neither a wandering spirit nor a chaotic soul, then who is the murderer? ?
While hesitating, Song Weichen's reaction made him a little concerned, "Is the fragrance you mentioned only available by this window, or is it also present in the house?"
"You have to ask that. If so..." She stopped and walked around the room, and he followed her just one step away. When passing by the dressing table, Song Weichen deliberately stopped and smelled carefully, then shook his head and walked away.
Finally, she stopped in front of the bed, feeling scared inside. She obviously didn't want to get close, but she wanted to confirm it. She thought about what she was afraid of when he was right next to her, and finally encouraged herself to get closer.
The fragrance just now wafted from the bed, but she couldn't smell it clearly. She leaned closer unknowingly, and the warm floral fragrance with an ambiguous medicinal smell came over her. This was the smell. That's right!
"There is also the fragrance of flowers on this bed!" She turned around and told him eagerly about this discovery.
There is no one behind me.
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