When Jing Yirong and Mo Feiyu arrived at the underworld, there were already a bunch of people sitting there waiting for the coroner's conclusion. When Jing Yirong appeared, all eyes fell on her. Jing Yirong went to find her alone He took a seat and didn't react at all to their attention.
Mo Feiyu's eyes have been falling on Ding Dang, who is kneeling on the ground and dressed in mourning clothes. He has never thought that Ding Dang is a girl. The hollow look on her face now makes people feel a little weak and unbearable. Thinking about their past During the days we were together, no wonder he never got close to women. No wonder she never refused to sleep with him when they stayed in the inn together. Perhaps he should have noticed all of this a long time ago. But Ding Dang, he not only lied to himself but also to the world. people.
A woman hid her identity and walked around the world. She killed so many people and got so much blood. Faced with all these unfair treatments, how could her small body be able to withstand all this pain?
Mo Feiyu looked at Ding Dang intently. He couldn't help but feel pain for Ding Dang. In the past, perhaps there was only brotherly love. Now Mo Feiyu really doesn't know what he is thinking in his heart.
The coroner finally raised his head from the coffin and said to everyone, "The old man has checked it out. The lady died of suffocation. In other words, her neck was broken before the wounds were made. It seems that the murderer is really It's very cruel to kill someone and not let her go."
After hearing what the coroner said, Ding Dang couldn't help but clenched his hand holding the paper.
Ding Zhong said to everyone present. "In order to let everyone leave as soon as possible and to give everyone justice, Ding found an eyewitness, who is my wife's personal maid."
"In this case, Master Ding will invite her out." Someone said.
Ding Zhong nodded. "Someone, please bring that girl Magpie in."
"Yes." The guards walked into the house with a little girl. They threw the little girl on the ground without any pity.
Ding Zhong looked at Magpie. "As Madam's personal maid, Magpie, do you know your fault for not protecting Madam well?"
"The villain deserves to die. The villain deserves to die. Master, please spare the villain." Magpie has never seen such a huge battle before and doesn't feel a little scared. "Master, please spare your life. The villain really knows his mistake."
"Don't talk about this useless thing about me. Tell everyone what happened that night. If you can tell me something useful and find out the murderer of my wife, I will spare your life." Ding Zhong said deeply. .
The magpie timidly raised its head. "That night, the lady said she wanted to talk to the master about something, so she asked the villain to follow her out."
"Oh. She wanted to talk to me about something. But why didn't I see her?" Ding Zhong was confused. "Do you know what she wanted to talk to me about."
"Magpie doesn't know. As soon as Magpie followed Madam out of the courtyard, she felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. That's why she didn't follow Madam to find the master. But a few days ago, the young owner of the village took a girl to see Madam. Since that day After that, Madam changed a lot. She always said that she can't hurt me and can't let her take away everything I have." Magpie lowered his head and said.
"Madam, you have seen someone." Ding Zhong was surprised and turned to Ding Dang. "You brought some to see your mother. Your mother will be so scared."
Ding Dang raised his head and his eyes fell on Jing Yirong, who was sitting opposite. Ding Zhong also turned his eyes. Magpie looked at Jing Yirong and hurriedly pointed at Jing Yirong. "That's her. She was the one who met Madam the day before yesterday. .And he also talked to the lady alone in the house. The magpie didn't hear anything. He just heard something about whether to kill or not."
Magpie looked terrified. She was still a little scared of Jing Yirong's cold appearance.
Ding Zhong looked at Jing Yirong and asked, "What the magpie said is true."
"I have seen her." Jing Yirong said calmly.
"Why did you go to see Jiannai? And what kind of words did you talk to her that would make her so scared?" Ding Zhong looked at Jing Yirong aggressively. "Jiannai has always been timid. What did you say to scare her? She... asked her to come to talk to Ding at night, and she was killed on the way."
Jing Yirong's attitude did not change in the face of Ding Zhong's questioning. "I didn't kill her because I didn't bother to kill a woman with no strength to strike. What's more important is that I, Jing Yirong, always kill with one knife. I don't It will take a lot of effort to repair so many knives."
"Miss Jing, just saying that doesn't mean you couldn't have killed Madam." Someone suddenly said, "Now you are the biggest suspect. If you say you didn't kill anyone, then tell everyone where you were last night and who was there. Bear witness."
Jing Yirong glanced at the man coldly. The man shuddered instantly. Jing Yirong smiled evilly. "You really want to know where I was last night."
"Of course. As long as you can tell us, we won't doubt you." Someone agreed.
Jing Yirong's eyebrows were raised, and there was a smile on her lips. "I was in bed last night. The person who testified was my husband Nalan Qingyi. As for what to do," Jing Yirong smiled in a low voice. "Of course. The easiest exercise in bed.”
Jing Yirong's low laughter was like the sound of tinkling mountain springs in the valley. She was saying shocking things, but it made people find it impossible to hate her. Especially with the serene smile on her lips, it just made people lose their soul. This kind of scenery has a fragrant and charming feeling.
The women in the crowd all lowered their heads shyly. The slightly older man spoke with shameless anger in his eyes. "It's really immoral. How can you say such rebellious words? It's really outrageous."
"Why are you pretending to be a gentleman?" Jing Yirong smiled. "You are the ones who want to listen. You are the men who like to visit brothels since ancient times. You are also the ones who feel shameless now. It's really hypocritical. Okay. I've said it. Now that I’m done, if there’s nothing else to do, I’ll leave first.”
Jing Yirong stood up and was about to leave. Seeing this, Ding Zhong hurriedly called out, "Stop."
"You still have something to do." Jing Yirong raised his eyebrows.
Ding Zhong stared at Jing Yirong. "You haven't told me what you said to the bitch. What's more, your statement about your whereabouts last night doesn't mean anything. Nalan Qingyi is your husband, so he will naturally I stand beside you and speak for you. So you are still the most suspicious."
"Ding Zhong, what you said seems ridiculous. Nalan Qingyi is my husband, so he might lie for me. Then this girl is from your Siyu Villa, so she might have listened to your order to testify against me."
"Presumptuous. I, Ding Zhong, have always acted openly and aboveboard. Why would I do such a thing?"
"The reason." Jing Yirong raised the sword in his hand. "The sword in my hand is the best reason. Ding Zhong, you directed and acted in this play just for the sword in my hand."
Ding Zhong's face was ashen. "Jing Yi Rong, you are so slanderous. I think you are a thief now, so you will bite me back."
"This sentence should be used to describe yourself. I, Jing Yirong, will never deny my murder. As long as the people who die in my hands, Jing Yirong, I will openly tell the world that I killed them." Jing Yi Rong cast his disdainful eyes on Ding Zhong. "I am not yours, Ding Zhong. In order to gain power, he first used his own daughter and then killed his own woman."
The Underworld party suddenly became noisy because of Jing Yirong's words. Everyone started talking about Ding Zhong.
Seeing that the situation was not good for him, Ding Zhong hurriedly looked at Ding Dang. "Ding Dang, your enemy is right in front of you. Why don't you take action to avenge your mother?"
After listening to Ding Zhong's words, Ding Dang raised his head and threw away the unburned ghost paper in his hand. He walked up to Jing Yirong and said in a cold tone, "What did you say to my mother after you entered the house that day?"
"You want to know."
"explain."
"It's nothing. I just told her that she doesn't deserve to live in this world. But I won't kill her because she doesn't deserve it." Jing Yirong's face was calm. She said these words as if she was talking about the weather today.
Ding Dang's brows furrowed. Murderous intent gradually built up in his eyes. "Then you were the one who killed her."
"I said she doesn't deserve to die in my hands." Jing Yirong's attitude did not soften at all.
Ding Dang stretched out his hand and took the sword hanging in the center of the hall a few meters away. "You caused the Jing Yirong incident. It should be ended by you."
"So you already know that I have to kill Haitang. In that case, why do you need to kill me?"
"The person who killed her was because of your appearance. It was you who pushed her to the edge of danger. If you hadn't gone to see her that day, she wouldn't have walked out of the courtyard. You just didn't kill Jing Yirong with your own hands. But she can be considered one of the murderers." Ding Dang now only had murderous intent in his eyes.
A mocking smile appeared on Jing Yirong's face. "You wouldn't think that I told her the truth about you as a murder tool. That's why she went to Ding Zhong in great pain, so that tragedy happened."
"Take your life." As soon as Jing Yirong finished speaking, Ding Dang attacked Jing Yirong with his sword. Jing Yirong's words were indeed his own guess. Mother must have known. She knew that her father was not good to her. She knew. He found out that his father used him to kill people. That’s why my mother was in so much pain that she went to confront her father in the middle of the night. Even though I don’t know who killed my mother yet, no matter who did it, let her know. The person who told the truth must be Jing Yirong. So Jing Yirong deserves to die.
Jing Yirong moved his right foot slightly to avoid Ding Dang's sword. "I only knew how powerful you were as a killing tool. But I didn't know you were so stupid. No wonder people are taking advantage of you until now."
"Shut up." Ding Dang didn't give Jing Yirong any chance to speak. The sword pointed directly at Jing Yirong's life. Each strike was swift and fierce. Ding Dang couldn't hurt Jing Yirong in his current state. What Jing Yirong cares about is when Ding Dang will enter her murderous state. It wouldn't be right for her to fight back at that time. It wouldn't be right for her to be at his mercy.
Mo Feiyu saw Ding Dang's sword becoming more and more urgent. Although he had never seen Ding Dang in a real killing state, he knew that once she entered that state, only Ding Dang would be injured.
Mo Feiyu took out his jade flute and stepped forward to stop Ding Dang's sword attack. Ding Dang raised his head when he saw the jade flute and saw Mo Feiyu standing in front of him. He frowned. "Are you going to help her hit me?" "
"I don't want you to hurt Miss Jing. But now I am helping you." Mo Feiyu looked at Ding Dang. "Ding Dang, if you believe me, just give me half an hour."
Ding Dang made no move. He just stared at Mo Feiyu. "Will you let me kill this woman in half an hour?"
"No." Mo Feiyu said firmly: "Even if it takes half an hour, I won't let you kill Miss Jing. But maybe after listening to my words, you will know who the real murderer is. Ding Dang, believe me once. Okay."
Ding Dang hesitated. Mo Feiyu was not only her sworn brother, but also the person she had always hidden in her heart. He had never begged her. Even when he was hurt so miserably, he never begged her once. But... …
Ding Dang stared at Mo Feiyu's eyes. She seemed to be able to see something different in these familiar eyes. There was pity and heartache that she had never seen before. Ding Dang was surprised. Did she see it wrong? He Why is he looking at himself like a woman? Does he know?