"Is it you, or your twin brother?"
Not giving him any chance to dodge, Rong Shang just stared at him, her gaze sharp and cold.
She even specified the time so precisely, what else could he say?
She pursed her dry lips and slowly said, "It's me."
"It's all me."
He explained that he had developed some mental problems and a split personality after his parents died in an accident.
But……
"I did not kill anyone."
He kept emphasizing that he did not kill anyone.
Her gaze was so firm, yet Rong Chang laughed.
"I believe I didn't see it wrong."
It was her biggest blunder that she only recognized him so late.
“Nan Qiaosheng, I don’t expect you to turn yourself in, but the police are investigating my mother right now.”
“They treated my mother as a suspect, and I don’t want her to get hurt.”
"..."
I heard her talk about her mother.
Nan Qiaosheng frowned slightly.
He didn't speak, but when he lowered his head, his eyes revealed an exceptionally complex mix of emotions.
Rong Shang didn't care whether he had a split personality or mental problems.
He killed someone, and now that his mother is implicated, she has no choice but to intervene.
What about Cheng San's case?
She suddenly remembered this and casually mentioned it, "I was at the scene when you killed that person, why didn't the police investigate me?"
Do you know?
“…” Nan Qiaosheng exhaled and raised her head. “I don’t know.”
"But I really didn't kill him."
“It’s not you, it’s him.” It was another version of himself inside his body. Rong Shang smiled helplessly. “Can you admit it now?”
Nan Qiaosheng shook her head. "I don't know."
"I have already explained what I needed to explain. If you have no evidence, please leave now."
Anyone would be angry if they were suspected of being a murderer without any reason.
But he still didn't get angry at her.
It could be due to his personality, or perhaps he felt guilty.
Rong Shang nodded. "Okay, I'll go."
She walked past him across the glass table, and as she left the living room, she glanced at the mural on the wall and paused for a moment.
"Angels, demons."
This image really suits him.
With her eyes slightly narrowed, Rong Shang thought of Bai's mother, who was still crying at home, and went home without saying anything more.
*
The next morning.
Rong Shang ate breakfast and prepared to go to work. As soon as she stepped out the door, Feng Xi, who was still asking for directions, saw her and ran towards her.
"Xiaoyu, I've finally found you."
"do what?"
I thought I could finally get rid of this clingy pest by the weekend, but who knew he'd come knocking again.
Rong Shang couldn't give him a friendly look. As she spoke, she pushed him away and walked out.
“Xiaoyu, one of my roommates is sick and hospitalized. He has run out of money and asked me to help him pay for it first. You know, it’s a matter of life and death, so I can’t refuse.”
"But I'm a little short on cash right now, could you lend me some money to tide me over?"
He went on and on and on.
Rong Shang listened to him expressionlessly, her face cold, and answered directly, "No."
"As you can see, my family isn't well-off, and I have to be very careful with my living expenses. I'm really sorry I don't have that much money to lend you."
If I look at the time, it seems like it's been a week already?
The debt collectors should be coming knocking on the door by now, right?
She didn't want to lend him money; in fact, she almost wanted to laugh.
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