After getting married, the deceitful doctor and concubine turned wild

Chapter 2817 I can't wait for your afterlife

Generally speaking, when people live in a show building, they go upstairs to their rooms, but Miss Huang's boudoir is different. Up the stairs is the corridor, and you have to walk around to see the door.

As he approached the door, there was a pool of blood on the ground.

"Is this where your sister died?" Ye Qian asked softly.

The man nodded and said nothing, but it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.

Ye Qian moved away from the blood stained area and looked around carefully.

"I have searched these places dozens of times without any clues." The middle-aged man sighed secretly and shook his head, "Even now I am still unwilling."

Ye Qian secretly summoned the night mirror, and the three prisms in front of her left eye kept rotating, checking every tiny part.

The middle-aged man stood aside and watched the woman in front of him carefully looking around, hoping that she could find some clues.

Ye Qian soon discovered that there was a tiny scratch on the fence. It was different from the other scratches. It was neat and very thin, like hair or fishing line. She reached out and touched it gently, and couldn't feel it with her fingers at all.

But I can’t think of any use for this tiny thing, maybe it’s something insignificant.

"Did you find anything?" The middle-aged man saw Ye Qian standing by the fence and looking at it for a long time, so he couldn't help but ask online.

"No, maybe I'm overthinking it. Let's go into the room and have a look." Ye Qian shook her head softly, opened the door and entered.

Although the things in the room remained as they were at the time of the incident, they were a little different from other places. This room was exceptionally clean, no dust and cobwebs could be seen, and there were bursts of sandalwood wafting out.

The room was neatly organized, except for a large pool of blood in front of the dressing table. Miss Huang's family should have died here. Besides, there were blood drips in other places, extending all the way to the bed. The bedding on the bed was tattered and yellow. If it weren't for the sandalwood maggots, I'm afraid the bed quilt had been eaten into rags by the insects.

There was not a lot of blood on the bedding on the bed, but judging from the amount of blood, Ms. Huang should have been stabbed on the bed. After the murderer left, she fell off the bed and crawled to the dressing table with all her strength. She probably wanted to take something. Valuable things can cost you your life.

"Would you like to take a look at the kitchen again?" The middle-aged man looked at Ye Qian standing in front of the dressing table, gently stroking the gold and silver jewelry on the table, and quickly said, "Although Miss Huang has passed away, after all, she is I think it’s better for girls not to touch these things.”

"It's enough to see here." Ye Qian retracted her hand, slowly turned around and looked at the man in front of her with a smile, "I've seen enough evidence."

"Do you know who killed them? Or find clues to the real culprit?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help the joy in his eyes, clasping his hands in his fists, "I also ask the girl to tell me, and I will be determined in the next life." Work hard for the girl, work hard, and die."

"I can't wait for your next life." Ye Qian smiled lightly and sat softly on the wooden stool in front of the dressing table.

"Girl, what do you mean by this?" The middle-aged man was stunned and didn't know why.

"There are only two of us now, and I don't want to go around in circles." Ye Qian said, "You have a special status. Don't you suspect that their deaths are related to you?"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and his voice suddenly became cold: "I don't understand what the girl is talking about."

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(End of this chapter)