"My lord," Jiang Xixi glanced at the few family members standing behind him, and lowered his voice, "This shoe print looks like a man's, you say, could it be?"
She didn't say the name, but Cheng Muyou already understood who she was referring to, so he turned his head and said to the family members, "A few of you stay here to guard the corpse, and when the people from the government come over, Miss Jiang and I will leave for a while," After speaking, he took Jiang Xi and wanted to leave first, just took a few steps, and still felt inappropriate in his heart, so he turned back and said, "You must be careful, the murderer has not been caught, maybe he will continue to kill, no matter what happens, you must not act alone." ” Several family members replied yes in a row, and when the two of them walked away, they looked at each other, and smiled nonchalantly, "Is this Lord Cheng too careful, there are four of us, and we are all holding sticks, even if the murderer comes, what can we do?"
” As soon as they walked into the alley of Fang Jing's house, Cheng Muyou and Jiang Xixi heard the sawing sound of "swishing difference", which was so loud and harsh that it almost sawed their hearts into several petals.
Jiang Xixi pointed forward and said to Cheng Muyou, "My lord, the smallest courtyard is Fang Jing's house, this voice sounds like it came from his house, I didn't expect him to look powerless, but he can still do carpentry work." ” Cheng Muyou glanced at her and muttered, "Carpentry?
His pace quickened, almost all the way to the door of Fang Jing's house, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the mottled door panel, and called softly, "Mr.
Fang, Mr.
Fang, are you there?"
” The sound of sawing wood disappeared abruptly, and Cheng Muyou stood quietly in front of the door with bated breath, but his hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Jiang Xixi stood next to him, staring at the door panel in front of him, his body was straight, and he didn't dare to take a breath, obviously a little more nervous than him.
Before long, the wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and Fang Jing appeared at the door, his face was covered with sweat, shining in the sunlight, dripping down his chin to his slender white neck, and in his right hand he held a saw, the sawtooth was stained with curly sawdust.
Seeing Cheng Muyou and Jiang Xixi, he was stunned for a moment and muttered in a low voice, "Cheng Gongzi?
” Jiang Xixi took a step forward, blocked in front of Cheng Muyou, and looked vigilantly at the sweaty man in front of him: he was slender and fair-skinned, and he looked like he had been studying since he was a child, and he had never done hard work.
But now he had pulled the hem of his trousers above his knees, his sleeves rolled up high, and his right hand clutching a rusty saw, which did not quite match his weak appearance.
Fang Jing saw Jiang Xi looking at him, his eyelids drooped down slightly, and then he raised it again, and a smile barely condensed at the corner of his mouth, "Miss Jiang, why are you staring at me like this." ” Jiang Xi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Mr.
Fang, something happened in the village, and I have something to ask you about the adults, so it's inconvenient for Fang to take a step to speak." ” Fang Jing looked surprised, and hurriedly turned sideways and waved his arm towards the door, "Two of you, please come in." ” Walking into the courtyard, Cheng Muyou looked up and down at this dilapidated small courtyard, but there were very few things that he could see here, except for the two benches in the center of the courtyard, and the half-sawn wooden board on the bench, everything else was some ordinary furniture and utensils, and there were only four or five necessities, except for that, there were only four broken walls left.
"Cheng Gongzi, what happened in the village?
Does it have anything to do with me?
As soon as he closed the door, Fang Jing asked the two of them.
Cheng Muyou looked back at him, "My younger sister Cen Nanying was killed last night.
After saying this short sentence, he stared at Fang Jing, wanting to see how his expression changed.
However, Fang Jing was only taken aback, and then said, "How could it be so sudden, she was fine when I saw my sister-in-law yesterday."
He looked like he was frightened, shocked, puzzled, and a little sad, no different from when he heard the news of Cen Nam-young's death last night.
But he shouldn't be like that, right?
Cheng Muyou's eyes moved slightly, lingering on Fang Jingzhang's well-controlled face for a while, and then he pretended to look at the red rusty saw in his hand casually, and asked softly, "Where did Mr.
Fang go last night?"
” Fang Jing's eyebrows tightened, but his face remained unchanged, "What does Cheng Gongzi mean by asking, is it because he suspects that I have something to do with the murder of my sister-in-law?"
” Jiang Xixi took a step forward and looked straight at Fang Jing's unfazed face, "Ming people don't say secret words, Mr.
Fang, I saw you and my sister-in-law together in the birch forest the day before yesterday, so you don't have to hide it now." ” Fang Jing's expression was stagnant for a moment, and then he was completely relaxed, still looking unannoyed and unfazed, and said softly to Jiang Xixi, "What the girl's words mean, I don't understand, I have never been to the birch forest in the past few days, how could you see me there, I think the girl just came to Jingmen Village not long ago, and there are people who recognize the wrong person." ” Jiang Xixi's face was blue and white for a while, "Mr.
Fang, is this not admitted?"
After thinking about it, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it now, the people from the government will come after a while, and you can't help but harden your mouth." ” Hearing the word "official", Fang Jing's expression froze for a moment, but it only lasted for a while, he relaxed, came to the bench again, picked up the saw and filed it on the wooden board, and said to Jiang Xi with a nonchalant expression, "Then I will wait at home, I believe that the people from the yamen will give me an explanation." ” "You" Jiang Xi was exhausted for a while, pointing at Fang Jing and speechless.
Cheng Muyou stepped forward and pressed her raised arm, "Forget it, let's go first, Qishan is in an unstable mood now, I'm afraid that the people from the government will come and he won't understand." ” "But my lord, what is he going to do?"
Jiang Xixi looked at Cheng Muyou dumbfounded, but before she finished speaking, she was dragged out of the yard by him, and she didn't let go until she reached the end of the alley.
"My lord, why are you like this?"
Jiang Xixi rubbed his painful arm, his mouth was angry, and his heart was also angry.
Cheng Muyou looked at her, "It's a pity, can't you see it?"
Fang Jing is not a murderer. ” "Huh?"
Jiang Xixi was taken aback, so he whispered, "But he deliberately concealed his relationship with his sister-in-law, and the suspicion is very big." ” Cheng Muyou shook his head slightly, "He doesn't admit that his relationship with Cen Nanying is good, but in this case, it is normal for ordinary people not to admit it for fear of getting angry." ”