"Because, because I think Yu Pingting has something to say to me!" Fu Mingrui suddenly became excited, "All the clues she left behind are trying to tell us the truth. I, Fu Mingrui, am investigating this case only for the truth. I want to know why Yu Pingting wanted to kill them! So, I want to ask Miss Lian for help!"
Lian Youyou slowly stood up and closed the book: "In this world, the truth does not necessarily have to be told by ghosts."
Fu Mingrui was slightly startled, and looked at Lian Youyou in confusion: "Miss Lian, what do you mean?"
Lian Youyou raised her head and looked at Fu Mingrui: "Who is Bai Zhankui?"
"The murderer." Fu Mingrui answered without hesitation.
Lian Youyou chuckled, shook her head, stood up, put her hands holding the scroll behind her back, and raised her face slightly: "Who is Bai Zhankui? This is just like who you, Fu Mingrui, are." Lian Youyou turned around, raised her eyes, and looked at Fu Mingrui who was even more confused, "Who are you, Fu Mingrui? Where are you from? Where are you going? You now think that Yu Pingting may be the invisible murderer in this whole case, so, let me ask you, who is Yu Pingting? Where is she from? Where did she go?"
Fu Mingrui stared at Lian Youyou in a daze. Her black eyes full of wisdom were deeply reflected in his black eyes. Lian Youyou's questions kept echoing in his mind: Who is Yu Pingting? Where did she come from? Where is she going
A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he suddenly understood what Lian Youyou said.
He believed that the murderer was Yu Pingting, but he didn't even know who Yu Pingting was. He only knew that Yu Pingting was Bai Zhankui's wife and that she committed suicide by jumping into the river in March this year. So why did Yu Pingting suddenly commit suicide? Why did Yu Pingting marry Bai Zhankui
He didn't know all this.
Lian Youyou looked into his sparkling black eyes and knew that he had figured it out: "To identify a murderer, you can find all the evidence like you did and convict him of the murderer. Few people would ask the murderer why he killed people and the reasons behind it. You can actually close this case. But, do you think the murderer has something to say to you..." Lian Youyou smiled with relief, "I think, on behalf of the murderer, I want to thank you for giving her this dignity and the right to speak."
Fu Mingrui was stunned by Lian Youyou's smile. The smile on Lian Youyou's face was warmer in the sunlight, like a spring breeze, or a ripple on a calm lake. It was apparently ordinary, yet so stunningly beautiful.
Lian's leisurely smile became a ray of light, a painting, and an indescribable beauty in Fu Mingrui's heart. Her beauty, wisdom, and talent made Fu Mingrui no longer care about other women, because they were just mediocre women.
Lian Youyou saw Fu Mingrui staring at her in a daze, chuckled, and lowered her eyes slightly: "How long do you want to see me?" When Lian Youyou raised her eyes, a cold light flashed in her eyes.
Fu Mingrui came back to his senses immediately, his face flushed red.
Lin Tingjun, who was lying on the bench, frowned slightly, and a hint of gloom appeared on his seemingly sleeping face.
Fu Mingrui was embarrassed: "Yes, sorry, I was rude, it was because of what the girl said that I was enlightened. So... so..." Fu Mingrui was at a loss, and took a deep breath to calm himself down quickly, "So I will find out what Yu Pingting wants to tell me, but..." He frowned slightly, "I'm still curious, how did Yu Pingting do it?"
Fu Mingrui blinked, his eyes flickering, as if he wanted to see but didn’t dare to, and he glanced at Lian Youyou from time to time: “I can check and ask about a person’s past, but... what is it like after a person... becomes... that...?” Fu Mingrui glanced at Lian Youyou. Since ghosts were involved, he was indeed curious about what ghosts were like.
Lian Youyou raised her eyebrows and squinted her eyes, staring at Fu Mingrui's interesting look of wanting to see, but afraid to see, but curious. Everyone, if they really come into contact with it, will be curious about the things in another world. Therefore, there are witches and wizards in the human world, and there is the art of spiritualism.
Of course, most of them are scammers.
People's curiosity to contact ghosts has never stopped since ancient times, even in the future.
Lian Youyou stared at Fu Mingrui for a while and smiled: "Are you sure you want to go and see? They don't look like what you know." Lian Youyou emphasized that this ghost is not that ghost. In folklore, most descriptions of ghosts are that they look the same as they did when they were alive, or when they died. Or they are floating around in white clothes.
Whenever Fu Mingrui heard Lian Youyou's words "Are you sure?", he started to feel uneasy. However, Fu Mingrui, who loved solving cases, was naturally more curious than ordinary people. It was precisely because of this curiosity that he kept asking questions about the case and trying to solve the mystery.
He gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yeah!"
Lian Youyou lowered her gaze, turned around, walked back to the recliner and lay down again.
She opened the book and said leisurely as she flipped through it, "Okay, I'll pay you for it, fifty thousand taels." Lian stretched out her hand and asked for the money without any hesitation.
"Bang!" It was Lin Tingjun who fell off the bench and fell to the ground.
Lin Tingjun got up slowly, without any sign of panic, and his expression was calm.
He just dusted off the dust on his body, sat back on the bench, and poured himself a cup of tea. This woman is too cruel and too evil! If Fu Mingrui can agree to such conditions, then there is really no need to go there to see ghosts, because there is one here, called the Guild Ghost.
Fu Mingrui was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and jumped up immediately: "What?! Fifty thousand taels! People only pay ten taels to invite gods..."
"Can they compare with me?!" Lian Youyou's face immediately became long and unhappy. It was as if she didn't care about her relatives as long as she talked about money! She looked like a mercenary who would turn hostile if she couldn't make a deal.
She glanced at Fu Mingrui on the white roof coldly: "If you go out of the capital and play in the suburbs, it will cost five taels. If you go out of the capital and go to the next state, it will cost fifty taels. If you go out of the border and go to the neighboring country, it will cost five hundred taels. If you go out to the sea and conquer Xizhou, it will cost five thousand taels. Fu Mingrui, I am not one of those charlatans and witches you see every day. I am not going to summon ghosts to possess you. What I am going to take you to see now is another world. I will let you see Yu Pingting, the ghost, directly. What is she doing now? I feel it is a loss to ask you for fifty thousand taels. Is that a place where living people can go casually?!"
After Jing Lian said this, Fu Mingrui was really powerless to refute. Now it would cost more than five taels to hire a carriage and go on a trip out of the capital.
Fu Mingrui frowned. Where did he get the 50,000 taels? Even if his family was rich, they couldn't afford the 50,000 taels all at once! Besides, how could he tell his eldest brother that he wanted to see a ghost? (To be continued)