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Chapter 19

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There could be more than one killer.

The ambiguous posture was too alluring. Their eyes met, one smiling charmingly, the other shocked and embarrassed.

Clearly, Ji Yunshu belonged to the latter group.

This little scholar was really handsome!

Jing Rong suddenly had the intention to tease him. He said, "Teacher's waist is really slender. If the lanterns in the attic were to be extinguished, this Prince would really think that I was hugging a woman."

His words roused Ji Yunshu from her reverie. She raised her hands and waved her sleeves, using all her strength to push him away.

"Your Highness, please behave yourself!"

Ji Yunshu's previous shyness was replaced by annoyance.

Jing Rong's expression did not change. "It's a cool and late winter. Mo Ran … Can't I make a joke?"

Shameless!

"Your Highness, shouldn't there be a limit to your jokes? Two grown men hugging each other. Even if Your Highness is shameless, this lowly one is. "Ji Yunshu's tone was not pleasant.

Jing Rong frowned and revealed a satisfied expression. "I thought Teacher was a man of few words and cold as a frozen pine, but it turns out …" He lowered his head and moved closer to her face. He smiled evilly. "Teacher can also get angry. Wonderful!"

Wonderful your sister!

Ji Yunshu coldly glared at him. She suppressed the anger in her heart and lowered her shoulders. "Prince Rong, it's getting late. If we continue to bicker here, how can we face the unburied young miss of the Zhou family?"

"That's true. Let's focus on the important matters first." Jing Rong snapped back to reality and nodded.

"Since Prince Rong said that he would help, then I'll have to trouble Prince Rong to stay in this attic. This humble one will go down for a while. Later, you should think of a way to hide, as long as you don't let me see you."

"Are you making things difficult for This King? This attic can't hide people. "Jing Rong refuted.

This little scholar couldn't be taking revenge on him, right?

Ji Yunshu had already turned around and was about to go downstairs. Without turning her head, she said, "That's Prince's problem. Use your brain."

His voice faded away as he descended the stairs.

Ji Yunshu walked to the rear garden, which was quite a distance away from the loft. It was also the same place where Qiaoxin had passed by at that time.

After choosing a spot, she lifted her eyelids and looked at the loft, but it was empty.

Thus, she walked to the other end of the garden, but still did not see anyone in the attic!

Just as he was wondering where that crafty Buddha had hidden himself, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. She watched as Jing Rong jumped down from the top of the attic and steadily landed in front of her.

Ji Yunshu's eyelids twitched. She calmly looked at him and asked, "Where was Your Highness hiding just now?"

"Sir is so smart. Can't you guess it?"

"I can't guess."

Jing Rong felt bored and pointed at the roof. "This kind of triangular roof has a bulge in the middle that can hide a person. No matter which direction the person below looks from, they won't be able to see him."

Only then did Ji Yunshu realize!

The triangular roof structure was originally an ancient architectural style, but he didn't expect that he had overlooked this point.

"So, the murderer knows martial arts."

Even Ji Yunshu herself was shocked by her conclusion.

Jing Rong was slightly surprised by her reaction. He lowered his gaze and asked, "What are you so surprised about?"

"I'm surprised … that the murderer might not be alone."

"What's the basis?" Jing Rong's expression was solemn.

Ji Yunshu pondered for a moment and said, "After Miss Zhou died, there were traces of someone lifting her arm and dragging her. That's why there's a bulge on her shoulder bone. This kind of bulge must have been formed by a weak person using all his strength to drag her. However, a person who can jump over the roof and knows martial arts is certainly not weak. Moreover, it's impossible for him to drag Miss Zhou with all his strength."

Jing Rong slightly narrowed his cold and narrow eyes. He was also immersed in this deep fog.

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