Not to mention that they haven't completed the three letters and six rites yet, even if they are officially married, they can't do anything in front of others like this.
Zhang Wanrong's dislike for this person quickly increased.
Ye Feng's hands were behind his back.
To others, his face dropped, as if he was dissatisfied with Zhang Wanrong for not listening to him.
In fact, only he knew that the hands hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly.
If this were to be placed in the previous life, at least...ahem.
After Zhang Jian finished the initial examination of the body, he turned around and happened to see this scene, feeling inexplicably awkward.
Fortunately, he has facial paralysis, otherwise he would really not know what expression to put on.
Simply go to the side to clean your hands, and then ask your daughter: "When you saw Cui'er hanging clothes, where were the other servants in your courtyard? What were they doing?"
Although Zhang Wanrong is a rich young lady, the Zhang family is not a luxurious family, so there are only six servants in her courtyard. One big maid, Cui'er, three little maids are responsible for serving her chores, and two women are responsible for sweeping and heavier tasks.
As a maid, Cui'er is not squeamish either. She basically takes care of everything around Zhang Wanrong.
Now, the remaining five people are standing outside the courtyard under guard.
After hearing her father's question, Zhang Wanrong walked a few steps closer to her father, further away from Ye Feng. Then he replied: "I didn't see them at that time. After Cui'er's accident, my daughter ordered the guards to find them one by one. I asked. They said: they were called by Aunt Zhao to carry the screen to my daughter."
Aunt Zhao is the nanny of Wanrong's mother, Mrs. Li.
Wanrong was getting married, and the screen in her boudoir was old. Mrs. Li thought of replacing it with a new one, so she sent Aunt Zhao to find a servant in her courtyard to carry it.
This was all within reason. Zhang Wanrong had asked clearly, so the five people were still standing outside the hospital. None of them were missing, and they were not embarrassed.
Zhang Jian nodded lightly after hearing this, and asked Xiang Ye Feng, calmly: "Do you have any ideas?"
You have to be a disciple, right? You need to ask more and teach more.
Ye Feng blinked, looking confused.
Then, as if she was afraid of being looked down upon, she puffed up her chest and said in deep thought, "When the incident happened, there was no one else in the courtyard, only the eldest lady, Shi... and Cui'er were there, then, the eldest lady Most suspicious."
He almost said "the dead" out of habit.
This vocabulary is definitely not for beginners in solving crimes.
In fact, the phrase "at the time of the incident" does not belong either.
But he had already said it, and before he had time to take it back, he added a stupid sentence, saying that the eldest lady was the most suspicious.
Zhang Wanrong suddenly looked over with anger in her almond-shaped eyes, her chest heaved and her lips trembled slightly. "Do you doubt this girl?"
Ye Feng looked away and raised his chin upwards, looking selfless.
In fact, he didn't know exactly how to react to this...werewolf.
Seeing the beauty angry, I don't know how to react.
There is no mention of this in Master Zhang’s book.
Just pretend that you are angry too, and be too arrogant to pay attention to him.
"Ahem,"
Zhang Jian coughed twice at the right time and said, "Rong'er, Xiu Yuan is a newbie, and there will inevitably be some carelessness in his words. Please pay attention to your etiquette."
Ye Feng, whose original name is Zixiu, has been changed to Xiuyuan.
Zhang Wanrong: "..."
She really wanted to yell: What's the point of paying attention to etiquette when your daughter is suspected of being a murderer? !
But the upbringing that had been ingrained in her bones since she was a child really prevented her from shouting, not even louder.
Feeling aggrieved and depressed for a moment, I turned sideways, tears finally bursting out of my eyes.
Ye Feng almost wanted to run away.
It's too difficult, really too difficult.
This is just the beginning.
I can only keep saying in my heart: Don't rush, now is just the first step of the plan.
Also, he must not act too stupid, let alone completely unlike the original Ye Feng.
If the bait is too deep, the fish will become unhooked. If the bait is shallow, the fish will not bite the hook.
Thinking of this, he turned back and walked along the courtyard wall, observing as he said: "There are no traces of anyone climbing on the courtyard wall. It was so early in the morning. The murderer must not have come and gone. My nephew remembers you, uncle." Taught: When encountering a crime, the first thing to do is to find the murderer’s reasons for the murder.”
After saying that, he turned to look at Zhang Jian and asked with a little pride: "Uncle, you taught me, right? My nephew is young and has a good memory."
Wolfskin label: narcissism.
Hit it!
Zhang Jian turned his head away, feeling that his more than ten years of trying to hold back laughter was about to break down.
After rolling his Adam's apple up and down a few times, he said calmly: "What else?"
Ye Feng then entered into a thinking state.
The fingers habitually want to touch the corners of the eyes again. This is the muscle memory of the original owner.
The original owner had a small scar at the corner of his right eye, and he would rub it every time he thought about the problem. In order to change this facial feature, Ye Feng had the scar slightly enlarged.
After that, I left some long hair to cover it up.
And if you want to change a person, you have to change some small habits.
Ye Feng paused when he raised his hand halfway. The hand continued to move upward and scratched the scalp.
This kind of action is different from the original owner and makes him look more at a loss.
He replied loudly: "Rong'er should have checked the nursing home. If they didn't see anyone suspicious... Well, it must be someone from the mansion. The murderer knows martial arts, right? He can kill people in one go. The neck was broken.
Is it because Cui'er knew someone who wasn't on guard? Hmm...it's a woman, right? In our village, men and women are not strictly guarded. It is normal for them to meet each other when they come in and out. It should not be the case for you, a big family. "
After saying that, he scratched his forehead again, put down his hand, raised his chin vigorously, nodded confidently, and continued: "You can find the murderer by investigating the martial arts women in the house."
By calling Rong'er, you already regard the other person as something in your pocket, and you are less polite.
It also reveals the tyranny of a fledgling, blind and arrogant villain who succeeds.
Coupled with the subsequent series of actions, everything from nervousness to weak support for fear of being exposed, to self-confidence that he thought he was smart, showed some.
Zhang Jian gave the child a thumbs up in his heart.
There was no expression on his face, he shook his head slightly and replied calmly: "There is no martial arts woman in my house."
"Ai?"
Ye Feng's eyes widened in surprise, and he frowned and said, "Why don't you train the two of them? Rong'er is so unsafe. Then the guards you arranged for your nephew will always be martial arts, right?"
Label five: Greed for life and fear of death.
Zhang Wanrong really hated this son, so she bowed to her father and said, "Father, please allow my daughter to retire."
After saying that, without waiting for his father's consent, he walked out of the yard and went to find his mother to tell his story.
As long as there was a chance, she would not accept this marriage.
Ye Feng looked at Zhang Wanrong's leaving figure, as if he was still a little reluctant to leave.
Zhang Jian blocked his sight, stared at him, and said in a stern tone: "Re-specify the direction of the murderer."
