dragon hunter

Chapter 418 He is dead
All eyes in the room turned to the little girl, and a word from the young policewoman made her the focus of everyone again.

The little girl looked calm, without showing a trace of fear, looked back at the young policewoman without showing any weakness, and asked, "How did you see that?"

My eyelids twitched. The little girl's words undoubtedly admitted that she did know who the murderer was.

"Lan Lan, you know who killed your father, why didn't you tell me?" The middle-aged woman looked at her daughter in surprise and confusion.

The little girl's expression was complicated, and for a moment, her eyes showed sorrow that did not match her age, and finally she let out a long sigh.

"He is my father. He died. I am very sad and sad, but he is also a murderer. He was killed by his enemy. I don't know which side I should be on." The little girl's words were shocking.

"You...what are you talking about, Lan Lan, how can you say that about your father?" The whole body of the middle-aged woman was trembling.

"Mom, I don't believe it. You didn't notice it at all, but you never wanted to admit it." The little girl turned to stare at her mother.

I looked at this scene in the room and felt that my brain was not enough. I just came here to investigate the clues of ancient jade, but the turning point of this scene made my brain shut down.

Fatty Wang opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg into it, and stood there dumbfounded.

The only ones who are calm are the young policewoman and Ghost Detective Xu, who seem to have already guessed the truth.

"Old, old!" Mr. Hu sat there stupidly, muttering to himself.

In the end, under the calm eyes of her daughter, the middle-aged woman was defeated. She seemed to be drained of energy and sat down on the sofa all of a sudden.

"What can I do? He is my husband, your father, and the only pillar of our family. What do you think I can do?" The middle-aged woman murmured to herself with dull eyes.

"Who can tell, what's going on?" Fatty Wang woke up and asked with a dull expression.

Ghost Detective Xu sighed, stood up and walked aside, picked up a framed photo on the TV cabinet, and stared at the family of four on it.

Yes, my eyesight is fine, and I can clearly see that the family portrait shows a family of four.

"You still have an older sister?" I turned around in astonishment.

"Dead!" The little girl had a complicated look on her face, and after a long silence, she said these two words lightly.

"To be precise, he was killed by your father." The young policewoman once again threw out a heavy message.

I raised my head in astonishment, looked at the mother and daughter opposite, and looked sideways at the young policewoman. I usually boasted that my clever mind was not enough in this situation.

Ghost Detective Xu didn't make a sound, just looked down at the photo frame, no one knew what he was thinking.

I observed the expression of the middle-aged woman. Her expression was a little strange. There was fear and worry in her eyes, but she was not sad. This expression was very abnormal.

When she mentioned her eldest daughter who passed away just now, she was not sad. This is not what a mother should behave at all.

"That elder sister of yours is the same father as you, right?" Ghost Detective Xu suddenly asked.

"Yes!" The little girl nodded calmly.

There was a flash of surprise in my eyes. The person sitting opposite was a stepmother, so she was afraid and worried, but she was not sad.

I feel a little contemptuous of the other party's indifference, and I also deeply feel the complicated situation of this family.

If the husband who was the head of the family hadn't died, perhaps the family's problems would have been hidden under the water forever.

I rubbed the center of my brows with a headache. Originally, I just came here to try to see if I could find the origin of the ancient jade, but right now, I couldn't help myself and got involved in the vortex of right and wrong in a family.

I thought about pulling away, because no matter who killed who, it has nothing to do with me, and there is no need to get too deeply involved.

However, I have an intuition that tells me that everything that happened in this family has something to do with Gu Yu.

"Your sister is not dead, the murderer is your sister, right?" The young policewoman stared at the little girl opposite.

The little girl remained silent, her face showed a maturity that did not match her age.

The middle-aged woman covered her face and choked aside, no one could see clearly what was going on in her heart at this moment.

"It can be seen that the relationship between you and your sister is very good, but at this point, you still need to hide it for her?" The young policewoman pressed on very strategically.

"You don't have to keep an eye on me. To be honest, I don't know anything about her current situation. Everything is just speculation." The little girl sighed.

"Don't you want to avenge your father? It can be seen that he should spoil you very much." The young policewoman did not give up.

"Our family is suffering enough. Is it interesting for you to force me like this?" The little girl was pushed to the extreme and began to fight back.

The young policewoman stared sharply at the little girl without blinking, and the little girl did not show any weakness, and also stared back at the other party.

I looked at the immature face of the little girl, and sighed in my heart. The aura shown by the other party at this moment did not look like a teenage girl at all. What kind of experience could it take to temper a girl like this?

The atmosphere in the room was a little tense, and Mr. Hu kept rubbing his hands, but he couldn't speak at all.

The performance of the middle-aged woman was undoubtedly very disappointing, she just cried helplessly at the side, compared with her own daughter, it was really far worse.

I bowed my head in thought for a moment, then stood up, walked to Ghost Detective Xu, and talked with him in a low voice.

As the case became clearer, a guess arose in my mind, but there were still a few doubts that needed to be confirmed by Ghost Detective Xu.

After getting Ghost Detective Xu's reply, I turned around and went back to the sofa and sat down.

Ignoring the two women who were fighting each other, I stared at the little girl and said slowly: "Have you ever thought that it is neither your father nor your sister who caused the tragedy in your family, but someone else? "

"Why do you say that?" The little girl looked at me.

I didn't rush to answer, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the young policewoman looking at me sideways, with a pair of bright black eyes, full of curiosity and inquiry.

"Because all the misfortunes that happened to your family started after getting that piece of ancient jade." I looked at the other side with calm eyes.

The middle-aged woman who was sobbing suddenly trembled, let go of her hand covering her face, and looked at me with disbelief.

"How do you know? After my husband bought that piece of ancient jade, he became a little strange and often talked to himself. However, I didn't tell anyone about it, not even Lan Lan." The young woman's tone was a little excited.

"Before I give the answer, can auntie tell me what's going on, Lan Lan's sister?" I looked at the other party with calm eyes.

"I don't know, I don't know anything." The middle-aged woman's expression changed, and her tone was a little excited.

I looked at each other quietly, without urging. After all, this was uncovering the scars of a family, and anyone would have resistance.

After a while, the middle-aged woman calmed down a bit, looked at me, and Nuonuo said: "Lanlan's half-sister is named Xixi, I admit that I don't care enough about her, but their sisters The relationship between the two of you when you were young was very good."

"Yes, my sister is three years older than me and has always taken good care of me." The little girl added.

"Later, before that tragedy happened, it's impossible that there were no clues, right?" I asked softly.

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment, glanced at us, and asked falteringly: "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" The little girl frowned and looked at her mother dissatisfied.

"Auntie, why do you have such a judgment?" A surprise flashed in my eyes.

"Actually, I have always felt that that piece of ancient jade is weird. If you hadn't mentioned it today, there are certain things that I would never have said." The middle-aged woman looked hesitantly.

"Can you interrupt for a moment, the current discussion seems to have nothing to do with the case itself." The young policewoman coughed hard and said ahead of me.

"Beauty, I know you don't believe in ghosts and gods, but the serial deaths happening right now are all related to antiques, so you have no idea?" Fatty Wang seized the opportunity to show off.

The young policewoman didn't speak, but frowned, tapped with a gel pen, and tapped on the folder, her eyes thoughtful.

"Auntie, please continue." I made a gesture of please.

"Xixi committed suicide by jumping off a building. Before that, my husband's behavior was a little weird. He often got up alone at night, holding the jade and talking to himself, saying something I couldn't understand." The middle-aged woman fell into memory.

I kept looking at the mother and daughter across the way, and seeing disapproval and a trace of fear flashed in the little girl's eyes after hearing the words "suicide by jumping off a building", I immediately knew that there was something else hidden about this matter.

"What did your husband say, is there any other abnormal behavior?" I didn't worry about the cause of Xixi's death.

"He also made some strange friends, those people... are scary!" The middle-aged woman hesitated, revealing an important message again.

"What kind of scary method?" I asked calmly.

When the middle-aged woman recalled the past, her body kept shaking and her expression was tense.

Maybe it was my composure that infected her. After taking a few breaths, she was no longer as nervous as before.

"I can't tell. Anyway, I feel that those people look at people as if they want to eat people." Fear flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged woman.

"Do you know the identities of those people?" The young policewoman suddenly asked.

"I don't know each other. Their previous gathering was very secretive, but there was a guy with a mole on his left face and no little finger." The middle-aged woman replied.

"It's him!" Mr. Hu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly exclaimed.

"Master, do you know that person?" I quickly turned my face to the side and asked in a hurried tone.

"No, the time is wrong, he's already dead!" Mr. Hu thought for a moment, then shook his head suddenly.

(End of this chapter)