"Are we good friends now?" the two of them were drunk, and Nan Jian suddenly put down his cup and asked solemnly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Madame Rose was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Nan Daxia, what's wrong, from the moment you enter the door, we have become good friends!"

"That's good!" Nan Jian still said solemnly, "Since we are good friends, shouldn't we be honest with each other?"

"Of course, I was honest with you from the beginning!"

"Then if I ask you, should you tell the truth?"

"Everything I say is telling the truth!"

"Well, let me ask you," Nan Jian said coldly, "How did your husband Zheng Tailun die?"

Madame Rose's face changed suddenly, and she said with a little unhappiness:

"Shall we only drink tonight and not talk about the dead?"

"Your words are too cold, don't forget that he is your husband!" Nan Jian pointed at her with a sharp gaze.

She looked at each other quietly, her eyes gradually becoming wet and blurry, and suddenly she smiled reluctantly and said:

"I'm a weak woman, what can I do, my husband was poisoned, and now someone is forcing me to accompany the wine, what do you want me to do!"

Nan Jian sneered and said:

"Madame Rose, it seems that things are much more simple than you say!"

"But it's not as complicated as you think?" said Madame Rose, wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

"No, I should say, it's much more complicated than I thought!" Nanjian said.

"Everyone in the world knows what the reason for her husband's death is, hasn't Nan Daxia heard about it?" she asked calmly, wiping away her tears.

"Perhaps, the whole world has been fooled by illusions!"

"What is the truth?" she asked rhetorically, with a look of indignation.

"I should ask you this sentence!"

"If you just came to ask about it today, I already told you, I know the same as everyone else, that's it. As she spoke, she angrily picked up her glass and drank it down.

"That's good," Nan Jian also picked up his wine glass, drank it all, and then said coldly, "Then I want to ask you a second question today?"

"Ask!" she told him, she was getting impatient.

"Do you have a twin sister or sister?"

"Yes," she said suddenly, turning her face in astonishment, "I have a twin sister." ”

"Where's she?"

"We grew up going our separate ways, and I don't know where she is now!"

"But she was with me yesterday!"

"Oh, where is she now?" she asked, surprised.

"I don't know where she is now!" Nan Jian said leisurely, "We lost contact at the door of the jade-faced divine doctor Qiu Renjie's house. ”

"Yes, have you been to Doctor Qiu's house?" she asked in surprise.

"Yes. Nan Jian stood up, paced around the table, and said, "I have also seen a very valuable portrait!"

"What portrait?" she said, too, as she stood up, her expression becoming more and more agitated.

"It's the portrait of you and your wife in front of their thatched cottage!" Nanjian said.

"So they've kept it all along!"

"Yes. Nanjian said, "They have always cherished this friendship. ”

"And how are the two of them doing?"

"Divine Doctor Qiu is dead!"

"Dead?"

"Yes. Nanjian said, "Someone has been stuck in the heart with a dagger!" As he said this, he deliberately stared into her eyes, as if to find some miracle in her charming eyelids.

Madame Rose sat down on her stool, as if she were very sad, and murmured:

"How can this be, how can this be, such a good healer will also be murdered by others!"

"Has the murderer been caught?" she asked, suddenly looking up.

"No," Nanjian said solemnly, "but I'll catch it soon!"

"Oh, what clues do you have?" she asked.

"I just want to make sure now that Du Mengting and you are the same person!" Nan Jian said.

"No wonder, it turns out that the Du Mengting you mentioned is my sister who has been separated for many years?" asked her eyes as she looked at each other in confusion.

"Yes. ”

"Do you suspect that Divine Doctor Qiu was killed by Du Mengting?"

Nanjian didn't speak, just nodded.

"Then find a way to find her!" said Madame Rose.

"Where to find it in the vast sea of people!"

"That's right!" she sighed, but her expression was relaxed.

At this time, Nan Jian suddenly stopped, looked at her again, and said:

"But there's something about your sister that sticks in my mind!"

"What's that?" she suddenly looked at him with a very mischievous smile, "You're very close!"

"Yes!" Nanjian said with a serious look at her.

"And what is there about her that deserves to impress you so much?"

"A mole!"

"A mole!" she said in surprise, "then this mole must be very peculiar, and it must be a beautiful mole!" she said, casting him a very misty look—this is the kind of look that Du Mengting had made him fascinated.

"Yes!" Nanjian said.

"It's a shame I don't have such an unforgettable mole!" she laughs.

"No, you have it too!" he said, staring straight back at her.

"Oh, where would that be?" she asked, a look of panic on her face.

"It's the mole on the root of your left ear!" Nanjian said with a smile pointing to her left ear.

Immediately, she smiled again, touched her left ear with her hand, and said shyly:

"Oh, and so coincidentally, she also has a mole like mine on the base of her left ear, and it seems that the twins are so amazing that even the moles grow in the same place!"

She giggled, then added:

"You're such a caring person, you look so closely!"

"But, now I don't think she's your sister anymore!" Nanjian said with a sudden elusive smile on his face.

"And who do you think she is me now?" she said with a distinctly relaxed smile.

"She's you!"

When Madame Rose heard this, she was stunned again, and asked him coldly:

"Nan Daxia, what the hell do you want to say!"

"What I should say has been made clear!" Nan Jian said, "You are Du Mengting!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because of the mole!"

"I see," said Madame Rose with a cold smile, "I thought you had caught some irrefutable proof! Two twin sisters, with the same mole in the same place, what is this, it is normal!"

"Yes!" Nan Jian sneered, "You admit it now, you and your twin sister are in the same place and have the same mole, right?"

"Yes!" said Madame Rose with a sense of pity.

"Is it this mole at the base of your left ear?" asked Nanjian again.

"Yes. Madame Rose replied decisively.

"That's really embarrassing!" Nan Jian suddenly said coldly, "Madame Rose, I just made a joke with you, but you took it seriously!"

"What a joke!" she cried out almost in shame.

"It's a joke about this mole!"

"You mean, my sister doesn't have this mole at the base of her ear?" she asked, alarmed.

"It's not that she doesn't have this mole at the root of her ear!" Nan Jian stared at her coldly, "It's that you don't have this mole at all on the root of your left ear!"

"You! She said angrily.

"No!" Nanjian said, "I'm just using a white lie, and I'm telling the truth of your heart. Because, the twin sister you mentioned and the Du Mengting I saw are both fake, and you are the only one; therefore, if you are a thief, you will be easily deceived by my lies! This is the embarrassment of the liar, because he cannot find the position of the lie he has said!"

"Hmph! You're such a horrible person. At last Madame Rose cried out in astonishment.

Immediately, she burst out laughing again and said:

"Do you think the wine you drink is really not poisonous?"