Outside the firewood room, when Xia Qingtong and Zhou's mother arrived, there were already a lot of people gathered.

Gu Xiang had already been put down, and the body was parked in the firewood room, covered with a white cloth.

Before Xia Qingtong stepped forward, he had already heard an extremely familiar delicate and contrived voice.

"The third sister is so ruthless. Gu Xiang is also your eldest girl, but she broke a piece of jade, and you forced people to hang themselves like this. ”

Half scared, half accusatory, faintly audible a little schadenfreude.

Xia Qingtong swept over with cold eyes, turned around, and walked to Gu Xiang's corpse.

"Third sister, no matter what Gu Xiang says, it is also the love of serving you since childhood, you are really ruthless-" Xia Qingtong's next action made Xia Yurou's eyes widen: "Third sister, what are you doing?" ”

Xia Qingtong lifted the white cloth covering Gu Xiang's body, revealing her already blue corpse.

Xia Yurou was frightened, and she was about to fall backwards with a scream.

"It's noisy." Xia Qingtong glared at her: "I want to go back to your room, don't disturb the peace of others here." ”

"Third sister, you-"

Xia Yurou's body was half collapsed, and she stood firm again with the support of the maid.

"Auntie, look at the third sister-"

Xia Qingtong didn't have time to pay attention to the eyes of those people, the screams and gasps in the yard.

She squatted down, looked at Gu Xiang's corpse very solemnly, and her eyes that were still wide after death, and then stretched out her hand-

"Third sister—"

"Three girls—"

"Three girls—"

There were more screams than before, and some of them took a few steps back and closed their eyes at the same time.

Xia Qingtong ignored it at all, and raised Gu Xiang's head, and on her neck, there was a circle of dark purple strangulation marks. The trace, very long, very deep, she looked at it, and observed it very carefully.

Soon, she had a verdict. Her eyes fell on Gu Xiang's face, and her voice was soft.

"Don't worry, I will find out the person who killed you and avenge you."

As she spoke, she raised her hand. Gu Xiang's eyes closed.

After checking Gu Xiang's hands and the strangulation marks on her stomach again, Xia Qingtong stood up.

"She didn't hang herself, she was strangled to death."

The courtyard was completely quiet because of her words, and everyone looked at each other,

"Third sister—"

"Three girls—"

"Aman." When Wei came in a hurry with Tian's mother, he looked worried, and ran to Xia Qingtong's side, about to pull her away from Gu Xiang's corpse.

"Mother."

Xia Qingtong didn't have time to speak, Xia Yurou had already woken up and regained her combat effectiveness: "Third sister, you won't deliberately shirk your responsibility, right?" Who doesn't know that you punished Gu Xiang, and she hanged herself. ”

"You don't speak, no one treats you as dumb."

Xia Qingtong glanced at her coldly, and Xia Yurou's never-before-seen sharp gaze surprised Xia Yurou, and she didn't dare to speak out for a while.

"Mother, Gu Xiang was strangled to death and hung on the beam of the house."

"Aman, you, do you know what you're talking about?" Wei's has raised Xia Qingtong for so long, and it is the first time he has seen such a look on his daughter's face.

"Look—"

Although Xia Qingtong studied history, when he had nothing to do, he read a lot of detective novels. What's more, this method is really too clever.

"The strangulation marks on Gu Xiang's neck are not one, they are two, but one is heavier and one is lighter."

The butcher in the Wei family has nothing to dare to look at. But her daughter was not afraid of corpses at all, which surprised her.

"Aman?"

When did my daughter become so bold?