Chapter 300
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Ning Shu stared at him silently, her eyes slowly sweeping down from his chest.
Hui Mo covered his chest shyly, turned around and said, "I'm saying that those men are not good people. I'm a good person. Ah, no, I'm not a good person. No, I'm a good person! My Shizi is also a good person! Our Nanping Prince's Mansion is full of good men! "
"Okay, okay, I know. Your Nanping Prince's Mansion's boys are the best." After teasing Hui Mo, Ning Shu began to talk seriously, "Xue Hongyi has already committed suicide, so this should be a copycat crime."
"What do you mean?"
"There are generally two kinds of copycat crimes. First, it's to pay homage. The murderer had a similar experience with a senior killer and developed empathy with him. Or, he simply felt that this kind of killing method was very exciting, so he blindly worshipped him and regarded him as a spiritual role model. He couldn't help but imitate his behavior and killing method. Second, it's to frame. When the murderer committed the crime, in order to cover up the truth of his crime, he deliberately imitated a relatively famous modus operandi to divert the attention of the government and achieve the purpose of deceiving everyone. "
"If that's the case, that Xue Hongyi has been dead for so many years. It's impossible to frame her. It should be the first kind."
Ning Shu was calm and composed, "Who said that it's impossible to frame her? If a living person can't be framed, then there are ghosts. "
Hui Mo's little heart trembled again, "But, but didn't you say that ghosts can't be trusted?"
"Ghosts can't commit crimes, but it can't prevent people from having ghosts in their hearts." Ning Shu raised her chin and motioned to the crowd that was gathering.
Sure enough, not long after, someone in the crowd said seriously, "Twenty-three years ago, on the day she committed suicide, I was there. I heard with my own ears that Xue Hongyi said before she jumped into the river: If there are any evil men in the world, even if I have to climb up from the ground, I will kill all of them!"
"She must be the one who killed the envoy! Otherwise, how could they die exactly the same! A few days ago, I was chatting with Boss Qian of the Tile House. She saw with her own eyes that the envoy flirted with a little girl who sold flowers and almost jumped into the river to commit suicide. Maybe this stimulated Xue Hongyi who died in Chaobai River and summoned her ghost back! "
"Ah! No wonder when I was packing up my stall last night, I vaguely saw a red flash across the Chaobai River. I thought I was old and my eyes were playing tricks on me. I didn't expect it to really be a ghost. Buddha bless, Buddha bless … "
The speed of gossip was always the fastest, especially when it was mixed with the mysterious and unfathomable theories of ghosts and gods. Not long after, the news of Xue Hongyi's return to kill spread throughout the entire Xi City.
The sun at noon was really scorching. Looking at the crowd that was slowly dispersing, Ning Shu whispered in Huimo's ear, "You keep an eye on the man who blamed Xue Hongyi for the murder at the beginning, and I'll keep an eye on the weird old lady. I feel that one of them must have a problem."
Hui Mo nodded and followed him immediately.
Ning Shu stood in the shade of the tree and silently observed the dirty old lady for a long time. When the crowd had all dispersed, she finally stood up shakily and walked forward aimlessly with her back hunched. She continued to murmur. The nearby merchants and pedestrians seemed to know her. They either drove her away in disgust or kindly threw a copper coin or a steamed bun into her broken bowl.
The old lady picked up the steamed bun and wolfed it down. Then she continued to walk forward, through one alley after another.
Ning Shu followed her for more than an hour and found nothing wrong with her. When she was thinking about whether to go back or not, she suddenly found that she had inadvertently followed her into a deserted alley.
Her heart skipped a beat and she stopped, but it was too late.
The old lady suddenly turned her head and gave Ning Shu a gloomy smile. She suddenly threw the broken bowl in her hand at Ning Shu, "Go to hell!"
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