Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

The three of them were silent, and the only sound left in the cell was the crackling of burning candles.

Wan Yan looked at Su Jizhi.

The adults' eyes are full of praise and encouragement for her.

"Fan." The lord spoke first, "I have said it many times, and it is still the same thing. Fan Qing is not the Fan Qing you know."

Zhu Yuhua shook her head, "Why not? I have lived with him for three years, I know the size of his shoes, what he likes to eat, and when I look at people, I just feel bad. Don't I know him enough?"

"Is understanding the same as knowing? You understand him, but have you seen him clearly?"

Su Jizhi's tone was cold, and Zhu Yuhua fell into memory: "I have witnessed it since he killed the first person. Why don't I know him? But I can't leave him, I really can't leave him."

Wan Yan's gaze turned to Zhu Yuhua, "You brought Fan Qing back to Lingjiang Mansion three years ago, did Fan Qing kill anyone then?"

Su Jizhi had to admire that Wan Yan was more sensitive than ordinary police officers.

It looks weak, but there is something very strong inside, and it can even see through people's hearts.

She always surprises and obtains information that he doesn't even know.

"I don't know. I met Fan Qing in Tongshan Prefecture. He said he was a businessman. I fell in love with him. Later, he said he wanted to go back to Tongshan Prefecture to open a chicken farm, so I followed him and left home."

"When did he kill someone for the first time? Why? Who did he kill?" Wan Yan asked a series of questions. She wanted to seek justice for the girl who had long since passed away.

"Before I met him, I don't know if he killed anyone. The first time I saw Fan Qing kill someone was three years ago."

Wan Yan and Su Jizhi looked at each other, so it was true that someone was killed when Fan went crazy and reported the crime?
Zhu Yuhua stared at the dancing candlelight and shed her first tear.

"That woman's name is Fang Hong. She's also from Fengyuan Mansion, but she's doing shady business in Tongshan Mansion."

"Fan Qing knows Fang Hong?" Su Jizhi asked.

"I don't know her. In Fan Qing's words, I brought her home because I wanted to try something new."

Wan Yan felt a pain in her heart, such a Fan Qing, why does Zhu Yuhua love him?

"Fan Qing took Fang Hong home and flirted with her in front of me. I was so angry that I took advantage of them not paying attention and hit Fang Hong on the head with a stick."

"You killed people?"

"Fang Hong was not dead at the time, she called out loudly, Fan Qing suddenly seemed to be a different person for some reason, he laughed and strangled her neck forcefully..."

Recalling that time, Zhu Yuhua began to tremble: "I was very happy at the time, thinking that Fan Qing really only cared about me, and the other women were just passers-by."

Wan Yan didn't know what to say, Zhu Yuhua loved her too humblely.

The emotional unequal made her please Fan Qing everywhere, but this kind of flattery has lost her bottom line and humanity.

"Fan Qing strangled Fang Hong's neck. After a while, she stopped moving. When Fang Hong died, her eyes were open. I still remember..."

Wan Yan's heart skipped a beat.

This is the second time she has heard the killing process with her own ears.

The last time it was Zhang Guan, she had seen the scene of Wei Zhengwu's death. Although the scene was bloody, Zhang Guan used violence to control violence, so he was not worried.

Fan Qing is different from Zhu Yuhua, they murdered irrelevant people, even this time for fun, Wan Yan couldn't accept it.

Zhu Yuhua's narration made Wan Yan feel cold all over.

"It's Fan Qing like this that makes you love to the bone?" Su Jizhi's tone was cold, and Wan Yan could hear the adult's disdain.

"I don't know, and I don't know until now. I'm afraid that my husband won't love me, and I'm afraid that he will leave me."

"Afraid that he will leave you? Are you going to do such outrageous things? Fan, you pat your chest and ask yourself, do you still have humanity?"

"I have. In the dead of night, I always see Fang Hong's death image before my eyes. I can't fall asleep all night, and gradually I feel a little bit dazed."

"Now? Now do you know what you are talking about?" Wan Yan also imagined that the adult's tone was cold, but when the voice came out, there was still a trace of warmth in this empty cell.

"Later I reported the case, but the adults in the government office didn't believe it. At that time, many people came to my house, and they left after looking at it. Fan Qing warned me that if I continue to talk nonsense, he will kill me."

Both Wan Yan and Su Jizhi felt infinitely sad.

"I reported the crime, but no one believed me, so I had to play dumb so I could survive."

"Where's Fang Hong's body? Why didn't the government officials find it?"

"Fang Hong was strangled to death. Xiang Gong transported her to the chicken farm with a cart. At night, she was dismembered and thrown into the river of Qingshuijian."

There was a chill on Wan Yan's body. Is this the reason why Nie Fang didn't find any clues back then?
Also, Shang Wenli's body was found in Qingshuijian River, did Fan Qing also want to destroy the body?

The adults thought of her together, "Fan Shi, now let's talk about Shang Wenli, do you remember her?"

Zhu Yuhua nodded: "I remember that Shang Wenli was the second woman my husband brought back. I was hostile to her, but Shang Wenli has been resisting, so I don't hate her."

"How was Shang Wenli killed?"

"The husband lied to Shang Wenli that she was here to work, but when she came to the chicken farm, Shang Wenli wanted to leave. She and the husband started fighting, and the husband got angry, knocked her out, and then raped her."

Wan Yan thought of Shang Wenli's autopsy report, and her fingertips trembled slightly.

"Shang Wenli woke up, but still refused to give in. The husband took off her clothes and imprisoned her in the innermost room of the chicken farm. Within three days, she died."

When Zhu Yuhua said these words, she was neither sad nor happy, not even sad at all.

"Xianggong took advantage of the night to transport her to Qingshuijian, but he didn't expect that the cart overturned halfway, and Shang Wenli fell into the river..."

There was pity on Zhu Yuhua's face: "Her gray body is under the moonlight, but I covered her with a dress, I'm not crazy!"

Imagine this woman destroying the corpse with Fan Qing, Wan Yan only had a little sympathy for Zhu Yuhua, and the mood swings caused by her disappeared.

"You watched Shang Wenli being killed by Fan Qing?" Wan Yan felt the adult's grief and indignation through the clasped hands of the two.

"I didn't..." Zhu Yuhua lowered her head.

Wan Yan thought that Zhu Yuhua was often covered in blood, and even smeared the blood of menstruation on Fan Qing's face.

She believed that Zhu Yuhua actually knew everything in her heart.

"Where's Lu Mingyu? You tricked Lu Mingyu and Wan Yan into your house, what do you think?" Even after hearing so much, Su Jizhi still didn't believe that this was something a human could do.

"You must not believe it, I just want to keep my feelings."

The adult frowned lightly, and snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth.

"But after that, I found that Xianggong liked the feeling of killing people very much, and I started to be a little afraid of him."

Wan Yan remembered that Fan Qing had dragged Zhu Yuhua away from the calligraphy and painting studio, and the fear on Zhu Yuhua's face at that time did not seem to be fake.

"But Xianggong treated me very well after he killed Fang Hong, and the same thing after Shang Wenli died. Xianggong seems to be a different person. I know he likes girls like this. If their death can exchange my true love for me, I am willing." do anything for him."

Wan Yan didn't want to listen anymore, she understood that Zhu Yuhua was already abnormal, and the distorted love had made her unable to tell right from wrong.

When he walked out of the prison, the lord did not say a word, Wan Yan knew that the lord was in the same mood as her.

"My lord, what will happen to Fan Qing and Fan Shi?"

"It's not a pity to die."

"Poor monk Fanghong and Wenli."

"I don't know if Fan Qing killed anyone before he met Fan Shi. If he did, his life is on his back. Wan Yan, I don't know what other punishments can give those innocent girls some comfort."

Dark clouds cover the moon, I don't want to see the cruel people's hearts in this world, only the old locust trees in Tongshan Mansion are left, and the rustling sounds are like mourning.