Jianshan Competition 13 Xiang Congmo
"Second, what did the Second Young Master say?" The housekeeper was momentarily flustered. "Master, the Madam is still here. Don't say this is childish and teasing me. This..."
"She's the daughter you had with your father's concubine." Leng Can replied calmly, "You couldn't support her, but you wanted to find a good place for your daughter, so you took advantage of the kindness of the master and his wife and lied that she was an adopted child. Let me think..."
He pretended to think, but in reality he was observing the housekeeper's expression. "When my sister was little, concubines didn't come to the mansion. I'm afraid you were the one who arranged for her to marry into the mansion!"
The housekeeper immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "Second Young Master, Second Young Master, spare my life! My concubine didn't know she had a daughter, and she thought it was all my fault..."
"The concubines don't know"
"Yes, my concubine resented me and wanted to strangle her to death after she gave birth to the child. I stopped her. After all, the child was mine, and I didn't want her to die in front of me."
"So, tell me what you were doing in your sister's room that night?"
The housekeeper explained, "I was passing by the young lady's room and heard a fight coming from inside. I went in and found that it was the eldest young master forcing the young lady. I got anxious and started a fight with him."
Leng Can was skeptical. "I remember you didn't pass by your sister's bedroom when you returned to your bedroom?"
"I, ah..." the housekeeper sighed, "She is my daughter after all. I miss her often, and I just took advantage of the rainy night to visit her out of concern."
"People..." Leng Can narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "You really didn't kill him?"
"Absolutely not. She's my daughter. How could I bear to do that to her?"
His words didn't seem false, so Leng Can asked again, "What do you think of your sister's fiancé?"
"Tsk..." the housekeeper sneered, "Second Young Master, I'm not saying anything too much, but this fiancé is really not a good guy. When he comes to see the young lady, he always goes with..."
He straightened up and motioned Leng Can to lower his head, "...the master's concubine is having an affair."
"They," Leng Can made a bold guess, and gradually fabricated a complete story line in his mind, "You go find your uncle and tell him that I'm looking for him. I won't tell the master and his wife about your relationship with your sister."
He was able to figure out the relationship. After looking through the files in the house, he returned to his sister's bedroom to look for clues. His brother had already left, but the bloodstains were still on the bed. He turned it over and found some traces of dirt on the folded quilt at the innermost part of the bed.
Normally, even in heavy rain, when running in the rain, at most only the shoes and trouser legs would be splashed with mud and water, and the clothes would not be rubbed with mud, unless they fell while running. However, according to the files, the sister only had wounds on her back, which means that she was attacked from behind and her body was rubbed with mud after she fell to the ground.
Leng Can sorted out his thoughts,
The first scene was not in the bedroom, but outside. My sister was killed outside and her body was moved back into the bedroom.
At that time, my brother and the housekeeper were fighting in the bedroom and had no opportunity to commit the crime. In addition, their motives were not obvious, so they could almost be ruled out.
"The Second Young Master is looking for me." The fiancé arrived and bowed respectfully, "What can I do for you?"
"Ask some questions about my sister." Leng Can put away the file and strode onto the stool.
"I was not in the mansion that day, so how could the murder be related to me?"
"I didn't say it had anything to do with you." Leng Can sneered, "You're the one who's feeling guilty first?"
"Second Master, don't joke around."
"I just want to know more about my sister." Leng Can pretended to be sad. "You know, I haven't been home for a long time, and when I came back, I encountered such sad news. She is my only sister!"
"It is my dirty thoughts."
"Ah...it's human nature. Oh, and I brought some mangoes back from the capital. Do you think my sister would be happy if I offered her her favorite mangoes?"
The fiancé's face softened. "Yes, she has always been warm and welcoming."
"Really?" Leng Can looked up at him, slammed the cup in his hand on the table, and said casually, "But my sister is allergic to mangoes. It seems that you don't really care about her!"
"I..." The fiancé's face changed, then he calmed down, "She's dead anyway, what can she do to me?"
He stood up, undeterred, "Let me tell you, I never liked her from the beginning. Your family was just a ladder for me to climb up. Now that she's dead, what do I have to fear?"
"Aren't you afraid?" Leng Can looked at him mockingly, "So your affair with your concubine is justified."
"You..." The fiancé raised his finger and pointed at him, "...don't slander me."
"Really?" Leng Can kicked him in the stomach with such force that he staggered back a few steps.
Leng Chan's eyes were bright and his teeth were white. A thunderclap struck the sky at that moment, casting a half-light and half-dark shadow on his face. The light freckles on his cheeks made him look even more terrifying at this moment. "Do you want evidence of your affair with the concubine, or do you want evidence that you and the concubine conspired to kill my sister?"
"It wasn't me, it was the concubine. She was the only one who did it." The fiancé seemed to be terrified, holding his head and shrinking his body. "It has nothing to do with me. I, I didn't participate in anything. It wasn't me, it wasn't me..."
Leng Can said nothing, took out the concubine's file from his arms and threw it to the ground.
When I opened my eyes, it was all darkness.
[Congratulations, contestant Leng Can, you have successfully chosen the murderer.]
"Can you tell me the whole truth?"
[The younger sister is the biological daughter of the housekeeper and a concubine. The older brother learns the truth and realizes he loves her. Unable to accept reality, he runs away from home. The fiancé, who loves the concubine, knows only that the younger sister isn't his biological daughter, but doesn't know who gave birth to her. He chooses to conceal this fact, not wanting his career to be hampered by marriage. That night, all four of them came to visit the younger sister. The older brother, worried about her returning home, was the first to arrive. He told her the truth and tried to force her to be with him, but the housekeeper arrived and stopped him. The younger sister, unable to accept the truth, fled. She stumbled upon her fiancé and the concubine having an affair. Distraught, the younger sister was caught and killed by the concubine. When she returned to their bedroom, the older brother and the housekeeper had already left. The fiancé and the concubine had conspired to fake her death, making it appear as if she had been in the bedroom.]
"I broke the game, what happens next?"
The concubine learned the truth and was sent to the government office. She had originally thought her child had died at birth, but upon learning that her sister's child was hers, she was in great pain and took the initiative to confess.
"But with so many people, it's so complicated." Leng Can stretched lazily, "When can I get out?"
【Now. 】
Leng Can was the first one to come out. Many people were a little dissatisfied when they saw him come out. After all, more than half of the people here were eliminated by Cong Mo, so naturally they all knew Leng Can, their little follower.
Leng Can didn't care much about it. He just felt his body was sore from exhaustion. There were too many people around him, and he looked around but couldn't find Cong Mo.
"Xiaocan!"
Suddenly, the wind blew past his ears. He raised his head and locked onto Cong Mo's position in the crowd. She was in the corner, waving at him.
He only felt his heart beating so violently that his body was numb and his hands and feet were sore. When he saw Cong Mo again, he realized how much he missed Cong Mo.
Leng Can pursed his lips, squeezed through the crowd, and immediately ran towards her.
The wind whistling in my ears is the sweetness of meeting you.
"I did it." Leng Can panted and stood in front of her, his eyes red. "Very impressive, right?"
"Yeah, very impressive." Cong Mo stared at his face without blinking, as if to confirm whether the man in front of her was Leng Can. She took the initiative to open her arms and said, "Do you want a hug?"
"Hold me." Leng Can couldn't hold back his tears any longer. He hugged her tightly, his arms wrapped around her waist. "I'm... um... tired."
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Xiao Mo, I miss you." Leng Can, a big man, buried his head in her arms, rubbing his head against her neck.
"Hmm." Cong Mo felt a little itchy, so he dodged back and stroked his head, "Let's go."
"Okay." Leng Can wiped away his tears, raised his head from her arms, put his arms on her shoulders, hooked his neck, put half of his weight on her, half-encircled her, "I want to take a hot bath."
"Yeah, wash."
Yin Yi realized that no one noticed him. He looked at the two people's backs and hurriedly followed them. "Cong Mo, this is... Leng Can."
"Yes." Cong Mo nodded. "This is Yin Yi, Yao Dao."
"Hello." Leng Can beckoned Cong Mo towards him, "I'm Leng Can."
"I'm Yin Yi. Cong Mo and I met after a huge battle in a fantasy world," Yin Yi said enthusiastically. "As the saying goes, there's no friendship without fighting! Cong Mo almost killed me the first time, but we've been friends ever since."
"Okay, we'll be friends from now on." Leng Can pulled Cong Mo around a corner. "Xiao Mo and I are going back to the dormitory from this side. It's not on our way. Bye for now."
Yoongi waved his hands stupidly, "Ah! Oh... okay, bye then."
"This is not the way back to the dormitory, why don't you ask me..." Leng Can dragged out the last word, as if he had no bones. He stuck even closer to Cong Mo, rubbing his head against hers.
"You're going to get static electricity, Xiaocan." Cong Mo pushed his chin away.
Leng Can pouted and became unhappy. "Xiao Mo, why do I feel like we've grown distant after not seeing each other for a few days? Are you tired of me?"
"I won't bother you." Cong Mo raised his arms and put them around his neck, hugging him back, their heads touching. "Keep leaning against me."
"Okay." Leng Can became happy again, and even Cong Mo staggered as he walked.
The two of them boiled some water and took a comfortable hot bath.
Cong Mo's nerves, which had been tense for several days, finally relaxed and he almost fell asleep in the bath.
I woke up after being drowned in the water and couldn't breathe. I wiped my hair and fell onto the couch, "I'm so sleepy."
Leng Can knocked on the door, "Xiao Mo, are you done washing?"
"Well, come in."
Leng Can was so happy, with a smile on his face, that he immediately got into the bed and sat next to her.
At this time, he didn't feel shy anymore, and he pushed himself against Cong Mo, "Xiao Mo, are you sleepy?"
"Hmm." Cong Mo closed his eyes and hummed through his nose.
"Then let's hold hands and sleep together."
"Um."
"Are you happy to see me?"
"Um."
Leng Can propped himself up and stood up, "Then do you want to..."
"Huh..." Cong Mo snored softly.
"You fell asleep so quickly!" Leng Can lay down listlessly, intertwining his fingers with Cong Mo's and inserting them inside, "Bad boy Mo."
After a long time, he turned around. He hadn't seen Cong Mo for a long time, and he missed her too much. He got bolder and hugged Cong Mo's waist through the quilt, resting his head on her shoulder. "Forget it, let's just be good to Xiao Mo."
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