Song Ye recognized that this was damage caused by corrosive liquid, and it was extremely toxic.
Her action of lifting the curtain made some of the female disciples beside her see Zhou Qingqing's face again, and they immediately let out another scream.
"Shut up!" Those male disciples roared angrily. Some of them strode forward, snatched the curtain from Song Ye's hand and put it down. They turned their heads and stared at her fiercely, their eyes clearly written against Song Ye. of blame.
Whether he blamed her for making Zhou Qingqing embarrassed again, or something else, Song Ye didn't know, and he had no idea.
"When did the accident happen to her and how was she injured? Who was present at the time?" She asked several questions one after another in order to prevent the evidence from disappearing and the perpetrator not being caught.
But the disciples present obviously didn't want to answer her words, and they all looked at her with indignation, "Don't you know best where the senior sister went and what happened? She has always been good to you, and she usually doesn't let other people do it. The female disciple is approaching, Song Ling, why are you still pretending to be innocent here now?"
"What is wrong with you, Senior Sister? As for letting you harm her like this, do you feel guilty?"
"Song Ling, if there is anything wrong with Senior Sister, all of us in the disciple hall will not let you go."
"Yes, we won't just let it go."
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After getting along for nearly ten years, Zhou Qingqing has long been a relative of these disciples. She is cheerful and caring, and she has always been cheerful and mingling with everyone. Now that something like this has happened, the male disciples are not only heartbroken, but also worried about them. The murderer's hatred.
And obviously, in their eyes at this time, Song Ye was the heinous murderer.
"Why do you conclude that it was me?" Song Ye frowned, with a hint of sharpness on his cold face.
"When the accident happened, everyone noticed that you were missing immediately. The disciple hall has a clear rule that you cannot go out without an order. If you are not guilty of being a thief, why did you disappear? Also, the senior sister used the medicine stone you gave her to wash her face before leaving. Who else was responsible for the accident?" The male disciples immediately brought out what they thought was the evidence one by one.
Song Ye looked at the young and energetic faces that were obviously overwhelmed by anger. He slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a sneer, "It was really my fault. I wouldn't be stupid enough to leave it so obvious." The evidence is waiting for you to catch the stolen goods on the spot, and I will not choose to disappear at this point in time. With my skills, if I really want to harm Zhou Qingqing, it will not be difficult to kill her. "
She is not good at explaining, and most of the time she doesn't care about other people's opinions. If these people weren't usually friendly to her, she would have beaten them all down by now.
Although her words were sharp and harsh, she also did a good job of countering the testimony of these people, which was full of errors and omissions.
Men's rational thinking is much stronger than that of women. After the emotions of sadness and anger are diluted, some people regain their sanity.
Yes, if it was really Song Ye who did it, why is she back now
"Perhaps you did it on purpose, otherwise how could such a coincidence come about? You were not there when something happened to Senior Sister." The black girl in front of the bed turned around and asked Song Ye loudly. Normally, she and Song Ye I didn't even have the courage to speak, so I took advantage of the crowd today and saw the opportunity and stepped on it with all my might.
Song Ye turned to look at her, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I remember that you often walked with Takahashi Orika, right?"
The black girl was stunned for a moment, feeling a little guilty due to the sudden change of topic, and said awkwardly: "So what?"
"It's nothing." Song Ye's cold eyes moved away from her face and scanned the entire scene, "I think, speaking of suspicion, Takahashi Orika has more reason to harm Senior Sister than I do."
One word woke up the dreamer, Song Ye's words were like enlightenment, and all of a sudden the male disciples were reminded of this misbehaving person. It was not Takahashi Orika who injured the senior sister two days ago.
Moreover, this contrast leads to intimacy. Zhou Qingqing and Song Ye are friends and get along well with each other, but they have two conflicts with Takahashi Orika. Speaking of which, Song Ye is not the most likely suspect.
"Where is Takahashi Orika?" Many male disciples immediately wanted to find someone to confront them, but in a blink of an eye they found that she was not in the entire hall.
"Tonight, who was the first to discover that I was out and say that I was the murderer?" Song Ye calmly asked questions one by one and began to peel off the cocoons.
Zhou Qingqing's face was ruined like this, everyone inside and outside was in chaos, and those who could dominate public opinion and point the finger at her were most likely the murderer, and even if they were not the murderer, they were her opponents.
And in the disciple hall, her biggest rival is...
"It's what Orika Takahashi said." The crowd discussed for a while, and then one or two uncertain voices emerged.
"I saw her say that. Hey, where is she?" Everyone passed it on to me and I passed it on to you. Finally, they found the source of the topic, but found that Takahashi Orika could not be found to testify.
First, Song Ye, who was not present, was identified as the murderer, and now he ran away without a trace. Speaking of it, Takahashi Orika's behavior before and after was the most suspicious.
The people in the disciple hall travel all over the country and often perform tasks outside. They are not fools who are easily used as gunmen. At this time, they have already noticed that something is wrong, and in the blink of an eye, they all want to find Takahashi Orika. to confront.
It's a pity that in the blink of an eye, the black girl who was close to her ran away long ago.
There were no three hundred taels of silver here. After everyone looked at each other, their faces darkened.
"Ah, it's the butler here." Suddenly, an exclamation came from outside the courtyard, and then the crowd separated neatly. Among the black disciples' uniforms, the butler in the white gown walked in, making him particularly conspicuous.
The person who came was from the housekeeper's office, and he was a familiar face. He was the intern manager who had teamed up with her to save Dr. Pang.
When he first saw Song Ye standing at the head of the bed, the housekeeper was slightly stunned. After a long time of recognition, he said, "Are you Song Ling?"
"Well, hello, butler." Song Ye knew that his face was a bit miserable, but he was not embarrassed. He nodded, and his eyes suddenly fell on the slender figure of the butler.
"Someone came to report that you poisoned the disciple in charge of the same sect." The housekeeper was not familiar enough to care about her face. He got to the point with one sentence and made his purpose clear.
In the middle of the night, everyone was busy diagnosing and treating Zhou Qingqing. No one expected that someone would alert the housekeeper's office immediately and file a complaint.
Even if it was Song Ye's hand, Zhou Qing would have to make his own decision on how to deal with it after he wakes up. Such a direct report would be equivalent to reporting beyond the level, which is extremely disrespectful to Zhou Qingqing.