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System: "…"
Actually, it wanted to know how Jiang Pengji knew the information and how she managed to deceive the bandits.
She looked up at the sky outside the door. It was still early.
"I'm a kind person. Since you want to know, I'll let you die in peace."
System: "… Are you that kind?"
"You have a sachet with a handkerchief on your waist. Looking at the design, stitching, and age of the sachet, it's obvious that it's not for a man. In other words, the owner should be a young woman. You care a lot about the sachet. You'll rub it subconsciously. Even after you've changed your clothes, you'll still carry it … Who is the owner to you? "
Jiang Pengji reclined on the main seat with one hand on the armrest and her legs on the other. She looked very lazy.
"There's a tattoo on your face. Even though you've grown a full beard, if you have good eyesight, you'll still be able to see it … Of course, other than me, everyone else seems to be blind, so they didn't see it."
You don't forget to step on others while pretending to be cool. How shameless — System.
"The tattoo clearly states the county where you were sentenced and the content of your exile to Zisang. But as an exiled criminal, you appeared in Hejian County … Needless to say, you've become a fugitive. I don't think you'd dare return to your hometown to visit your family. "
If an exiled criminal escaped, it would be fine if they weren't caught, but if they were, they'd be beaten to death.
Taking a deep breath, she continued unhurriedly, "The way you looked at the sachet was very painful, but also very reluctant and regretful. So I boldly assumed that the woman was already dead, and the cause of her death was not normal. After a bit of deception, it was indeed so."
System: "… No … Mo 'niang could have died under other circumstances …"
Jiang Pengji secretly rolled her eyes and said to it, "When a person has a very deep impression and emotion about a certain behavior, his breath and expression will change when the same thing happens. This is a reflexive psychological reaction …"
Therefore, when the noble ladies were pulled out of the carriage and a bandit said he wanted to have a go at them on the spot, the bandit leader reacted that way.
The System said, "… Who would even think about that …"
"As for your fellow countryman …" Jiang Pengji grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, as if she was amused. "When I mentioned the cause of Mo 'niang's death and that I knew who the murderer was, his reaction told me that he was guilty."
"It's a kind of fear that someone will find out the truth. Under what circumstances would one have such a reaction? He might not be the murderer, but he must know how Mo 'niang died, and who killed her. He must be a witness and an insider, but he doesn't dare to tell you … "
Because of his guilty conscience, when the bandit boss interrogated him, as long as the cripple showed even the slightest hint of panic, he would be labeled as Mo 'niang's murderer. Even if it wasn't sh * t, it was still sh * t.
Based on the bandit leader's reaction when he mentioned Mo 'niang, Jiang Pengji believed that he would not give the cripple any time to explain.
As long as he killed the cripple on impulse, the case would be sealed.
"As for how I know there's evidence on the cripple's back, it's because his clothes are disheveled and I can see his old scars."
Unfortunately, he was the one who carried Jiang Pengji down from the carriage, so it was not difficult to spot the scars. "Scratches or scars left by sharp weapons on his back can be easily assumed to have been left behind after the battle … But that's only possible if the battle was intense."
She did not know when the cripple got those scars, but it gave her an opportunity to make a fuss.
How could Jiang Pengji be labeled as a cruel demon by the soldiers of the Seventh Army?
Other than her strength, it was also because of her mouth.
No one wanted to walk around in front of their superior and have them know what they ate and drank in the morning, whether they slept alone the night before, whether they had any weird habits when they slept, whether they cheated on someone … Just thinking about it made them wish they were dead.
Because of Jiang Pengji's cruelty, the soldiers of the Seventh Army, from the officers to the soldiers, always had the best hygiene and appearance.
"As for the second leader's son, when you brought him here, I saw a row of children's shoes drying in front of a thatched hut."
Jiang Pengji gestured and continued, "The size of the shoes should be that of a four or five-year-old child. One of the shoes was very old, but it was washed clean. The soles were worn, which meant that someone had worn them before. The rest of the shoes were new and smooth, without any traces of wear."
Jiang Pengji was amused. She laughed and said, "Your second leader was drooling over women, but he still remembered to take those shoes back … Tsk, tsk. There must be a reason. That's why I think he had a son, but he's dead. "
It was possible that he had been kidnapped and sold, or that he had been taken away by a wild beast. However, since Jiang Pengji wanted them to kill each other, she had to choose the most tragic way. The more the fourth leader "loved" his son, the more tragic his son's death was, and the harder it was for him to control his emotions.
In Liu Lanting's memory, there had been two years of drought, so she decided to use the reason of the son's death as food. It was a provocative enough reason.
After confirming that, it was up to her how she wanted to bullshit.
Regardless of whether her speculation was correct or not, she had to look confident. She had to make people believe that she was telling the truth!
Not only that, but the reaction of the person in question would also help her speculate and make her story as close to the truth as possible.
When the leader of the bandits said that his lover was Xinniang, his breathing did not change much, so Jiang Pengji knew that he was lying.
She tested him, and sure enough, it was true.
From this, it could be seen how good Jiang Pengji's lying skills were.
She felt so comfortable that she changed her position and continued to lie down. She even stretched and yawned.
"It's even simpler for the fourth leader. There are traces of a woman living in this village. Among all the bandits, only the fourth leader is well-dressed, or rather, has a woman taking care of him. However, due to his passion for sex, his relationship with that woman is worrying. "
"As for why I think that the woman might have an affair with another man …"
Jiang Pengji shrugged. The first thing she said was dirty and violent, but she had no self-awareness. "First of all, this is a bandit's den. A group of hot-blooded adult men gather together. They have no morals, worldviews, or values. There is a shortage of women. What do you do when you need them? Do you do it yourself, or do you help each other? Under these circumstances, the fourth leader has a woman to take care of him, and the atmosphere in the bandit's den is strangely harmonious … "
System: "… Host, I think your values are worrying, and you need to be saved by a harem. Why don't you find an emperor and have some fun?"
Jiang Pengji only had one word to say to the System. "Get lost!"
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