This confirms many details: there was already someone in the house before they arrived, and that person hadn't even left after killing Sun Sanlang.
Instead, upon hearing a noise outside, Zhenghai Magnetic Materials opened the window and left, and Liu Yun's eyes sharpened upon hearing this.
“In other words,” Liu Yun clenched his fist, wishing he could smash the damned murderer’s head open with a single punch, “that murderer never left at all. In fact, after we went in, that guy was still hiding nearby. He witnessed everything and then conveniently framed us?!”
"yes!"
He Yi nodded affirmatively, continued to ponder, and finally came to a vague conclusion, which she uttered in a trembling voice.
“There’s even a possibility that the old woman who suddenly rushed in and attracted everyone… she’s suspicious.” Hearing this, Liu Yun clicked her tongue. “Little Princess, didn’t you notice? Her appearance was too coincidental! Not too early, not too late, we just ‘killed’ someone here, and this old woman came.”
[What a coincidence! Did this old woman already know Sun Sanlang had been murdered? Or was she bribed?]
So, who is the murderer?
[I'm really curious, when Sun Sanlang was rich, nothing happened, but now that Hongyan Gambling House has closed down, who would kill to cover it up? Was it for money or a crime of passion?]
Qingju added, "It was as if that person had been waiting nearby for a long time."
He Yi didn't dare to think in that direction, but after eliminating some impossibilities, no matter how outrageous the final "inference" was, it must be the truth.
"She came up here and confidently insisted that she saw us come out of the house with her own eyes, and that she even had a knife? There were three of us: Liuyun was carrying a sword, while Qingju and I were unarmed. Where would we have gotten a knife? She's clearly giving false testimony!"
Previously, the three of them had been captured so haphazardly that they had no time to think about these details, or even to think about them at all. But now that they had some free time, the three of them "saw" the truth.
That damned old hag, she's a professional at faking accidents, offering a one-stop service.
[Perfect timing, perfect witness, perfect frame-up.]
[Oh no, now the villainous female supporting character is completely helpless.]
But as the reasoning progressed, a new question arose. He Yi frowned, "I'm more curious, we don't know her at all, why would this old woman want to harm us?"
He Yi paced back and forth in the room, trying to sort out her chaotic thoughts. Soon, He Yi "saw" something again.
"Either this old woman is acting under someone's orders to frame us, or she knows the truth herself, or she and this Sun Sanlang don't have a good relationship..."
Liu Yun stepped forward, her eyes fixed intently on He Yi. "In fact, this scoundrel is connected to the murderer. She lives next door to Sun Sanlang and knows everything about him. What could possibly make someone so determined to kill a down-on-his-luck gambler like Sun Sanlang?"
Upon hearing this, He Yi also began to rack her brains, wondering what the motive for the murder was.
He Yi racked his brains, trying his best to analyze all the recent changes in Sun Sanlang, but Sun Sanlang had only met with him twice.
The last time, Sun Sanlang gave her a book. At first, He Yi didn't pay much attention to the book, but when she opened it, she found that it was indeed a very precious pastry recipe book.
However, the book was only half complete. Thinking back, when Sun Sanlang gave him this book, his eyes were darting around and he seemed uneasy. He stammered to He Yi, "The origin of this book is really unknown," and added, "It was a family heirloom that a gambler gave it to me as collateral."
With this further analysis, the motive for the murder seems to become clear—
Could it be that the tattered scroll was the real culprit behind Sun Sanlang's murder? Or perhaps he knew some secret he shouldn't have known, a secret that might... lead to his being silenced in the dead of night? The more He Yi thought about it, the more horrified she became, and she felt a cold sweat pour down her back.
Liu Yun and Qing Ju both looked at He Yi, and Liu Yun gasped. If that were really the case, then the three of them would probably have to take the blame here, and leaving would be even more difficult.
"Although we've analyzed quite a few suspicious points and clues, what can we do now?" Qingju frowned, after all, they couldn't find anyone to listen to their explanations.
Worst of all, no one asked them a single question about the details of the murder case. Even Liu Yun was discouraged. "Even if we deduce these countless suspicious points, those stupid guys won't listen to us at all. When we open our mouths, they're just trying to defend themselves."
He Yi remained silent.
He looked up at the tiny dormer window. The summer heat outside had dissipated, and he could see the twinkling stars embedded in the azure sky, shining brightly.
[The imagery is so vivid; it's just like the night Van Gogh was taken to the asylum.]
[Stop lamenting upstairs, hurry up and help the villainous female supporting character.]
What could I do? They were just unlucky this time, running into a muddle-headed official.
He Yi turned her gaze away. She knew that there was no use in being anxious, so she simply reminded the two of them, "Let's keep waiting. When it gets light, the news will naturally spread."
He Yi frowned and sat down on the pile of straw. "Brother, Sha Pingwei, and the people from the Princess's Mansion will definitely search for us if they find out we haven't returned all night. As long as they know we're locked up in this cell, they will definitely try their best to get justice for us."
She said.
Suddenly remembering something, He Yi turned to look at Qing Ju beside her. "By the way, what about the pastry making book?" Qing Ju sighed. "It's all because of that Sun Sanlang. Of all the things to give, he had to give this. I think it's a jinx to the country and the people."
Having said that, Qingju reluctantly took the book out of her sleeve and handed it to Heyi. Heyi stared at it for a moment and said, "You can't say that. Think about it carefully. If someone really wanted to frame us, do you think they wouldn't be able to do anything even without this book?"
That's true.
[The villainous female supporting character is surprisingly clear-headed.]
"Now that I have the first volume of this pastry recipe, isn't this the only clue? We must not let anyone else know about this. From this moment on, we must all protect this book."
There was still some time before dawn. In this prison, there was no concept of time. In short, all three of them felt that time was very long. He Yi was still sitting on the straw, and the other two snuggled up to her like little birds.
It was the height of summer outside, but the cell was cold and damp. Only by leaning on each other could they get a little warmth and better get through the long night.
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