Xiaocao jumped off the bed all of a sudden, the window was already burned, she gave up the plan to rush over to see if there were any suspicious characters outside the window, and ran to the direction of the sofa instead, and said to Ming Hao, who had already got up and walked over, "Open the door, let's go out first." ”

Ming Hao nodded, ran to open the door first, Xiaocao pushed Ling Chuchu a few times, but she didn't react at all, Xiaocao had to help her up and carry her on her back and walked towards the door.

When Cheng Jiacheng was beside him, he suddenly broke free of the rope and pounced on Xiaocao, Xiaocao hurriedly dodged in surprise, but suddenly lost his balance because he was carrying Ling Chuchu on his back and fell to the ground.

Perhaps it was the sudden fire that stimulated Cheng Jiacheng again, and he had the irritable reaction when he found Le Yanhong's corpse again, suppressed Xiaocao to death, and waved his fist at Xiaocao.

Xiaocao didn't understand why the rope was loose, the fire of the curtain had spread to the carpet, and the whole room was shrouded in smoke and flames, the momentum was very fast, she didn't have time to think about it, she kicked Cheng Jiacheng hard, and pushed him down with her hands and feet.

While the two were entangled, Ming Hao ran back from the door in time, grabbed Cheng Jiacheng's collar, punched him in the cheek, and dragged him away.

Xiaocao was able to get out and hurriedly dragged Ling Chuchu out, while turning around and calling Ming Hao: "Get out quickly, it won't last long here!"

Ming Hao answered, Xiaocao saw him follow a few steps, so he was relieved to go out, just put Ling Chuchu on the ground in the corridor outside, but heard a loud noise behind him, the ground shook a few times, and a puff of smoke and dust quickly flew up.

Xiaocao hurriedly looked back, but saw that the entire door frame had collapsed, and the stones and wooden shelves were all piled up in a mess, and the flames of fire inside could be faintly seen in the dust.

"Minghao!" Xiaocao was anxious, and shouted near the door to the inside, but he couldn't hear a response for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

In the plot of the original owner, Ming Hao was smashed off a cliff by a mountain rock and died in order to save her. Therefore, Xiaocao insisted on not going out of the villa to investigate or go down the mountain this time, just to avoid the same fate from happening to Ming Hao, but he didn't expect to put him in danger.

Xiaocao tried to go to the rocks in the half-open doorway, but was burned. gritted his teeth and moved a few pieces, and found that it was just a drop in the bucket, so he couldn't help but stop, and his heart throbbed.

She hadn't asked Ming Hao if he was the person she thought he was.

Moreover. If the client's wish was to save Minghao's life as she imagined, wouldn't she have failed?

Xiaocao's thoughts were a little confused, she stood there for a moment, and when she turned around, she found that Ling Chuchu who was lying on the floor in the corridor was gone, and she was shocked again.

Of the seven people who had appeared in the villa now, only Xiaocao was the only one, and she looked around, and there was a dead silence, and she could only hear the crackling fire in the room. The end of the corridor was pitch black, like a giant beast opening its jaws, waiting for her to throw herself into the net.

Xiaocao took a deep breath, her heart sank to the bottom, but she calmed down, and with a kind of courage to break the cauldron, she must know who is behind the scenes, and who is planning this qiē.

Xiaocao touched the dagger in his boot and walked towards the end of the corridor, one step at a time. She seemed to hear her own footsteps echoing.

Of course, this is impossible, the soft carpet absorbs a qiē sound, but Xiaocao just feels that he hears it, echoing in his ears. In response to the sound of the heartbeat, it is so clear that it can be heard.

All the way to the door of the room at the end, Xiaocao raised her hand and knocked on the door, just when she realized that she was a little ridiculous, the door really opened, and she saw the gentle and beautiful goose egg face at the door. I felt a chill in my heart.

"Please come in, Miss Fang. ”

Mrs. Situ opened the door, took two steps back, and smiled in a gesture of please.

Xiaocao looked at her face, still with that elegant and gentle expression, as if nothing had happened when she woke herself up for lunch in the garden that day.

Except for those who are already dead.

Xiaocao didn't hesitate any longer, and walked into the master room of this villa. Mrs. Situ's room was full of dark colors, with long dark purple velvet curtains hanging casually on the floor, sheets and quilts of the same color neatly spread on the bed, and scarlet carpets covering the floor, making people feel both luxurious and inexplicably oppressive.

"Are the two of us still alive now?" Xiaocao asked.

Mrs. Situ smiled slightly, picked up the enamel tea set with bone china inlaid on the cabinet on one side, and brought it to the coffee table in front of Xiaocao, and said, "Please sit down, drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat first." ”

Xiaocao watched her methodically make tea, wash the cup, and finally pour out a cup of mellow tea and send it to herself, she couldn't help but admire her psychological element very much, but she was not in a hurry.

"Miss Fang is a smart person, she must already know it, right?" Mrs. Situ didn't mind seeing that Xiaocao didn't move the cup of tea, so she poured a cup herself and took a sip gently.

Xiaocao was very surprised that she could still smile, she curled the corners of her mouth and said: "Le Yanhong should have never entered the room you prepared for her, at that time you didn't go upstairs to get any tranquilizers, you tricked her into the garden, killed her under the tree, and then returned to the room, right?"

Mrs. Situ didn't answer and asked, "But at that time, you obviously went to knock on the door, and you also heard her tantrums, the sound and shouting of throwing things, didn't you?"

Xiaocao nodded and said: "I didn't figure this out at first, but it's actually very simple, Le Yanhong was dead at the time, so there is only one possibility, the person in the room is not her, but her stand-in - Ling Chuchu." ”

Mrs. Situ tilted her head and asked with interest, "What other evidence?"

Xiaocao said: "When I knocked on the door, the sound of those falling things was masked, the voice of the speech was indistinct, and it was impossible to distinguish at all, and more importantly, I had seen the luggage that was moved to her new room, and the clothes were neatly folded, I saw with you in her room on the second floor, her clothes were all kneaded together, how could she suddenly be so well packed?"

Seeing that Mrs. Situ nodded slightly, Xiaocao continued: "What's more, the tranquilizer in the luggage was not opened at all, and the curtains in the room were sandwiched between the windows again, the former shows that you didn't take any tranquilizers at all, while the latter proves that someone left the room in a hurry from the floor-to-ceiling window, and the curtain happened to be lowered at that time, so it was sandwiched between the two windows." ”

Finally, Xiaocao stared at her and said, "You strangled her, otherwise the strangulation marks on her neck would not be a flat one." ”

Mrs. Situ put down the teacup, clapped her hands gently, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that although Miss Fang is a reporter, she has the potential to be a detective, what you said is right, I killed Le Yanhong." ”

Xiaocao watched her say that she had killed someone, just as she usually said that the weather was good today, and couldn't help frowning, and asked again, "What about Ling Chuchu? You dragged her away, didn't you?" )