Zhao Nan appeared at the entrance of the stairs and saw two people standing opposite each other face to face. You look at me and I look at you, with a little bit of staring at you.

"What are you two doing?"

Zhao Nantou looked at the wall. Ye Xian pointed at the wall, Zhao Nan glanced at it, his eyes flashed: "Mrs. Mu?" Ye Xian nodded: "Yes, it's very strange. He really didn't leave, but he was just a bound shadow and could not say anything."

Huo Zhongliang's back began to get cold again. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods. The soldiers were killed in the rain of bullets. He didn't know how many people died at the gun. What the hell, he always sniffed it.

But maybe it's a heavy color? After knowing that Ye Xian might be a charlatan or a bit ridiculous, he thought it was nothing. Women should be more fussy and more cute. They are all so wise and smart, and they are so powerful that they can make a mountain. How can they still need a man like him?

Thinking of this, Huo Zhongliang didn't think Ye Xian was absurd, but he only thought that Zhao Nan was so nervous when he looked like a man like a man. He was so crazy.

Therefore, his eyes when he looked at Zhao Nan became more and more contempt and disdainful. The emotional change was reflected in his eyes. In Zhao Nan's opinion, the man surnamed Huo was indeed not good at it. He hid on the upstairs and muttered to him and didn't know what he did, and his eyes when he looked at Huo Zhongliang were even worse.

Ye Xian was still squatting in the corridor, carefully observing where Mrs. Mu was lying, and unconsciously the four gazes above her head were coming and going, like a master's fight.

There are three bedrooms upstairs, and the girl's room is a little princess bed. It can be seen that Mu Qing and his wife love this daughter very much. The child's duck down pillows and quilts are pink. Unfortunately, they are only these quilts left now, and they are pushed aside alone. They should have been made by the police during the investigation of the scene.

The girl was strangled to death and there was no blood on the bed.

Ye Xian pointed to the bed and suddenly asked, "Is the girl insulted? Is there any at the scene?"

Huo Zhongliang's face suddenly turned red, nodded, and whispered again. Later, he felt something was wrong. He acted like a young man, so he pretended to be indifferent and said, "When I came in, the child was not wearing clothes, and the pink skirt was thrown on the ground with... that thing." He straightened his chest, but in the end he used that thing instead of the word at the last moment.

Ye Xian nodded: "This murderer is really crazy. I saw that the child's expression was very calm when he was written by the police investigation records."

"Yes, I find it strange that there is no struggle. How could a child not struggle if an adult does such a thing to a child?"

"Maybe the child was dead by then." Ye Xian whispered.

Huo Zhongliang was shocked: "No, who is so perverted?"

"Of course he is an inhumane person. I think it's strange. Mrs. Mu is very beautiful when she looks at the photos. Why did the murderer violate such a beautiful woman without any harm, but instead violate a little girl? This is not common sense."

Ye Xian's eyes flashed across Zhao Nan and Huo Zhongliang, and asked seriously: "You two are healthy normal men, and there is absolutely no problem with force. To be honest, in your eyes, Mrs. Huo or an eight-year-old child is more attractive."

"Of course it's Mrs. Mu." Zhao Nan touched the quilt piled in a corner of the bed and sighed, "Maybe the murderer has no interest in Mrs. Mu."

"I have no interest in a beautiful woman, but when I violated the little girl, the murderer was the one who was a normal functioning man."

When Ye Xian said those two words, Huo Zhongliang opened his mouth in surprise: Oh my God, what kind of woman is this? How can all the words be said unscrupulously in front of the two big men.

Ye Xian saw that his face was awkward and smiled. There was no charming look of a beautiful woman between his eyebrows and eyes, but a bit more intellectual.

"I speak very directly when I work. Maybe my work is mysterious and disdainful in the eyes of you or most people."

Huo Zhongliang hurriedly explained: "No, although I don't say anything, my strange powers are in chaos, but I respect other people's beliefs, even if they only play a spiritual comfort."

Zhao Nan suddenly laughed. Huo Zhongliang realized that he had said the wrong thing again, and rubbed his big hands for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Ye Xian broke the awkward atmosphere and pointed at the door and said, "Let's go, go to the twins' room to check it out."

The twins had two identical small beds in the room. Huo Zhongliang pointed to the bed and said, "Mrs. Mu is from Shanghai. She has studied in the church girl's middle school. She lives in some foreign styles. Generally, children with such small children sleep with their parents."

Ye Xian raised his eyebrows and suddenly thought of a question: "Does Staff General Mu have the habit of staying in the military camp?"

"He used to go home, but since his twin sons were born, he has been in the military camp for a long time. He said that the three children in the family could be earth-shaking when they make noise together, and he was really irritable."

"In this case, the family should ask a servant to help take care of the children?"

Ye Xian then remembered that there was no servant room for the Mu family.

"I've invited you, but Mrs. Mu is a young lady. The living habits of southerners are too far from those of local poor women. She loves to be clean. She is not satisfied with the servants coming and going. Later, she simply takes care of her children. She used to like dancing and shopping, and now she is focusing on taking care of her children as a housewife."

"No, I saw the photos of her body. Her hair is the most popular hairstyle. Even her nails have been carefully maintained. The pajamas she wore are imported American silk nightgowns. Mrs. Mu is not the yellow-faced woman you imagined. She likes to dress up and lives exquisitely. She has not neglected to take care of her children and takes care of herself. This woman is still very capable."

Ye Xian looked down at the knife marks on the bed, reached out and touched them again, and sighed: "The poor child, his body has been pierced, it must be very painful. No wonder Mrs. Mu's face is full of sadness. Seeing his biological son being killed like this, no mother can remain indifferent, right?"

Huo Zhongliang was thinking, what does Miss Ye mean when asked this?

Why is the murderer not interested in Mrs. Mu? Mrs. Mu is not an ordinary housewife? Are these related to the case?

Three people walked out of the twins' bedroom. Ye Xian looked at the corridor wall and stared at Mrs. Mu's shadow, as if he was talking to himself: "A normal and healthy man would not be unmoved by a beauty like Mrs. Mu. The murderer could not be moved and could strangle her without hesitation when fighting. I think the biggest possibility is Mrs. Mu's appearance or body, which has no attraction to the murderer. Strangely, this murderer is a normal person who can even have a little girl."

Ye Xian and Zhao Nan both saw that Mrs. Mu's expression changed on the wall, and the sadness in her eyes was replaced by panic.

Ye Xian smiled slightly, it seemed that he had guessed it right.

"Apart from Mrs. Mu's appearance and body, those who can be familiar with Mrs. Mu's appearance can only be Mrs. Mu's secret lover."

The shadow on the wall lowered his head, and Zhao Nan couldn't help but sigh: "What's the problem? In the end, the whole family was killed by his lover."

"It's terrible that the old house is on fire." Ye Xian looked at the changes in the figures on the wall, and became more confident in his guess.

"Think carefully, I have to take care of my three children, and my husband is too lazy to go home because of annoyance. Everything depends on her alone. She has thought about decent and exquisiteness. It is not easy for Mrs. Mu. But where did she meet that lover?"

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