Jiang Yingbai asked, "Do you have a good relationship with that family?"
The woman smiled self-deprecatingly, not as vigilant as before, "Do you think I can have a good relationship with them? They don't bother to talk to me. They only want to talk to wealthy people."
Ignoring her weirdness, Jiang Yingbai continued to ask, "Do they have any enemies?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and then replied, "No, actually I don't know. I just said that my relationship with them is not good."
I asked the woman a few more questions, and she answered them one by one. Maybe it was because the woman had a weird temper and was not popular with outsiders, so she had no information, or maybe the woman deliberately concealed it, but in short, I didn't get a single word of useful information from her.
She must have believed it, because Jiang Yingbai's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, which made her uneasy and undecided. The woman's heart was far less calm than she appeared.
Jiang Yingbai touched his pocket, and the Eye of Truth appeared in his hand, "Please hold it in your hand and answer the last question."
"Where is your daughter?"
The woman's smiling face paused. Not only did she not answer, but she took a big step back in fear and shouted at the top of her lungs.
"What is this? Take it away, take it away quickly! I won't touch it, what if there is danger? I warn you, even if you are magicians, you cannot kill at will!"
Jiang Yingbai suppressed the irritation in his heart and said calmly, "There will be no danger."
The woman didn't believe her words at all, and her expression became more alert. She took two steps towards the kitchen. If something went wrong, she would rush into the kitchen and fight with them with a kitchen knife.
"That's right if you say so. Why should I believe you? And what does my daughter have to do with that case? Why are you asking?"
Lotta stopped recording. He wanted Xia to give her some pain. What happened to this person? He was just asking a question. What did he want to do with such a big reaction? Do they look like bad people?
Lotta immediately denied the idea. Let's not talk about him and Sister Orange. Xia doesn't look like a bad person anyway. Xia's perfect face appeared in her mind. This woman is so blind, no wonder she has no friends.
That's right, it's a woman's problem.
Lotta quickly calmed down and said with a threatening tone, "Be honest, no one is interested in your life."
The woman didn't listen to him at all, she was about to scream at the top of her lungs, her eyes were bloodshot, staring, trembling and pointing at Lotta, her whole person looked a little crazy.
"You dare to threaten me?! Why do you threaten me? Do you look down on me because I am poor and have no friends? I hate people like you! If you have some status, you can command low-level people like me at will! Ahhh Ahhhhhhh, killing people!! The magician is going to kill people!"
Jiang Yingbai was indifferent. She was observing every move of the woman. She was trying to judge whether the woman was pretending and what her purpose was.
There is no doubt that women have problems. In Tianhe Town, disobeying Julian's arrangements is the biggest suspicion.
Noticing Jiang Yingbai's probing gaze, the woman stepped back and opened the door behind her, then entered the kitchen in two steps, "I'm telling you I'm not that easy to bully!!"
Jiang Yingbai realized that women were afraid of them and in a bad mental state. This fear was most likely caused by her hiding something.
After thinking for a while, she came to a conclusion and walked towards one of the closed doors. At the same time, she said to Xia, "Xia, watch her and don't let her do dangerous things."
With the closed door and sealed windows, the woman's secret is obviously hidden in the bedroom.
Xia nodded with a complicated expression, suppressed the hesitation in her heart, and looked at the woman who had just rushed out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife.
We had obviously communicated well before, but why did it suddenly become like this? Is it necessary for people to quarrel? Does it have to be tit-for-tat?
Xia couldn't find the answers to these questions, and no one told her the answers.
After chanting the spell gently, the woman was instantly trapped in the magic shield. Xia turned her head and looked away. She didn't want to face this. The woman's murderous eyes made her afraid. What was right and what was wrong?
Jiang Yingbai turned the door handle gently, and the door opened with a click. The inside of the window on the right was covered with old newspapers. The edge of the newspaper in the lower right corner was raised, and a faint light peeked in from the outside.
Lotta followed behind holding up the glowing stone.
No one was inside.
The room is not big. There is only one bed and one table. The walls are covered with children's graffiti. A corner of the quilt has been lifted. Did the woman just sleep here?
Jiang Yingbai took a step forward, and there was a "Gulu" sound under her feet. She looked down and saw that the wooden cup slowly rolled towards the bottom of the bed following the force of her kick just now.
Could this be the sound of objects falling to the ground that I heard before?
She picked up the wooden cup and put it on the table. There was a stack of newspapers on the table, with a white A4 paper on the top. Jiang Yingbai picked it up and looked at it.
In the dense woods, eight percent of the sky is blocked. Mottled light spots scatter from the hollows. The leaves sway with the breeze. The girl under the tree sits on the ground and smiles at the bright scene outside the painting.
It is a painting, lifelike. There is no industrial development in the world background of this mission. There is no trace of modern technology here, and there are no cameras.
Jiang Yingbai stared at the painting for a long time. It was such a delicate painting, more realistic than the photo. Such a painting must be worth a good price. I don’t know who painted it.
Except there is no big stick figure, this portrait is a refined version of graffiti on the wall.
There are stationery and books on the first floor of the cabinet, and some clothes on the second floor. Except for the missing girl, there is nothing unusual here.
Jiang Yingbai walked towards the other closed door in the living room. Except for the box containing the sundries, the layout inside was similar to that of a girl's room. This was a woman's room.
After searching around, they found nothing suspicious. The woman was tired and sat on the ground staring at them the whole time, as if she wanted to pounce on them and bite them to death.
Everything was normal. Could it be that she had guessed wrong? The woman was just a bit weird. Thinking of Jiang Yingbai, she asked again, "Where is your daughter?"
The woman knew that no matter how hard she tried, it was useless. She rolled her eyes in disgust and replied helplessly, "Tsk, what are you doing with that dead girl? I don't know where she went. She has disappeared a long time ago."
After hearing this, Jiang Yingbai felt incredulous, "When?"
The woman said nonchalantly, "Just two days ago in the morning, I discovered she was missing when I came up."
She doesn't seem to care at all about her daughter's disappearance, and is even happy to see it happen.
Lotta was angered by her attitude, frowned and asked, "Aren't you worried about your daughter?"
When he was a kid working as a busboy in a bakery, he envied the family of three the most. His mother would pretend to be serious and say, "Don't eat too many sweets," while choosing the best for the child and then rubbing the child's head. The father would smile after watching it all. , pay the money to the clerk.
Seeing this, he would often feel sad and want to cry, why he was an abandoned child, why he couldn't live well even if he gave everything.
Since she was born, why not raise her well?
He hates all irresponsible parents in the world.
