Chapter 13: The Mask of Human Skin
Gu Ze glanced over at Fang Yanming, who smiled at him, and he didn't stop too much.
Ruojing had also observed, but the first thing he looked at was the corpse, and he had to determine first whether this Qinglian was the Bai Ying they were looking for.
Looking at Qinglian's face carefully, it is indeed exactly the same as Bai Ying on the portrait, after all, it is difficult to recognize the kind of face that is overwhelming.
But... Qinglian's face always looked strange, Ruojing turned the corpse and found that the color of a piece of skin on the back of Qinglian's neck was obviously different from other places, and when his hand touched that piece of skin, he was able to lift it easily, and immediately, Qinglian's entire face was torn off.
"Human Skin Mask!" Ruojing clenched the skin in his hand, walked in front of the old bustard in three steps and two steps, and asked sternly: "This is not the real Qinglian, where is the real Qinglian?" ”
Fang Yanming was originally in the center of the research table, and when she heard Ruojing's questioning, she wondered what kind of identity this Qinglian was, and why did one or two come to impersonate her.
It is also possible ......
"Perhaps, she is the real Qinglian." Fang Yanming stopped Ruojing, who was pressing towards the bustard step by step, "Mom, who sent her." She always felt that Qinglian was a trap.
"You're right, Qinglian is indeed a trap." Gu Ze was checking the window at this time, and seemed to be casually talking to Fang Yan Ming.
Fang Yanming was slightly stunned.
It's strange how this kid knows what she's thinking.
Ruojing looked at the old bustard, and his expression became even more gloomy: "What the hell is going on, don't say it quickly!" ”
The old bustard slowly took out an embroidered bag from his arms, his eyes did not dare to look at everyone, and he trembled and said: "Here's the thing, a few days ago, someone suddenly sent Qinglian to me, and asked me to hold her up as an oiran, to make a reputation, and to hang her portrait outside, asking me to sell her today, I saw that she was so good-looking, and she had money to make, of course I agreed... I didn't expect to die, it's really none of my business! ”
Fang Yanming clasped her hands in front of her chest and thought for a while, she had no way to directly ask the two of them the purpose of their visit, after all, these two people definitely didn't say the confidential task so easily, she could only use the existing clues to deduce.
By the way, when she first came in, Qinglian seemed to have put away a letter.
Fang Yanming hurriedly rummaged through Qinglian's dressing table.
"Found it!" Fang Yanming's voice attracted everyone's attention.
"What is this?" Gao Mingzheng came to Fang Yanming's side again.
"When I came in, I saw Qinglian put this letter away, maybe this can give us some answers." Fang Yanming didn't talk too much nonsense, she quickly opened the letter and read the text on it carefully.
There was only one line written on it: "Three days later, die." ”
Fang Yanming frowned, except for such a sentence, there was nothing left......
"You said that Qinglian put away this letter, she already knew that she was going to die?" Gu Ze was also standing behind Fang Yanming at this time.
"That's right, and her expression is very calm, and she doesn't seem to be scared at all." Fang Yanming tried hard to recall Qinglian's reaction at that time, and she seemed to be ready to die.
"It's getting interesting." Gu Ze muttered.
Fang Yanming nodded lightly: "It seems that we have to find that other exit first." ”