One of the women secretly glanced at the people around her, then glanced at Suman, but stopped talking.
She obviously had something to say, but she just didn't have the courage.
Suman had already seen her, and her eyes encouraged her firmly: "You know the murderer, right?"
The woman nodded, "I saw their family the day I first moved into this Zhongqing Building.
The hostess of that house is very beautiful, and the man of that house..."
The woman was a little hesitant, not sure whether she should say the next words.
"Say, it doesn't matter, you can say whatever you want." Suman continued to encourage her.
The woman took a deep breath and whispered, "Actually, I think the male master loves the female master very much."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone around her looked at her. This was a bit different from what they knew. After all, everyone knew that the man started killing people because he had a conflict with his wife. That's how they were. Affected by misfortune.
"I...I was just talking casually!" The woman's face turned red and she waved her hands in a panic, "I just watched him carry bags for his wife and take the things he bought...these, at least for me My husband has never done that.”
She said, becoming even more panicked, "This is just my own opinion! I think he even bought milk tea for his wife... No, I don't know either, don't look at me like that." She was about to cry, " I haven’t met them many times, so I really don’t know.”
If Suman hadn't encouraged her to say it, she wouldn't have said a word of these words.
The unbelieving and suspicious looks around her made her very uneasy.
Suman was thoughtful, then nodded, "I believe you."
She asked her: "Then did you see them again after that? I mean, after they died."
The woman shook her head, "Actually, I know which house they live in. I went in secretly and took a look. There is nothing in their house. It's empty."
Nothing was left, let alone people.
But when it came to this, the woman was stunned again, "No, there are still things left in that room."
She was a little excited, "It's a mirror, there is a mirror in that room!"
Although there were only a few pieces, all the mirrors, big and small, were left in that room.
Even though she was dead, she was still scared to death when she saw such a weird room.
"Are they scattered or something like that?" Suman asked her again. There was a big difference between being scattered and deliberately arranged.
"It should be scattered..." The woman was firm at first, but then hesitated again, "It seems to have been deliberately arranged."
She was uneasy, "I really don't know. There are mirrors in every room. Some of those mirrors are attached to the wall, and some are placed on the floor..."
"Which room is theirs?" Since the woman couldn't understand, she went over to take a look.
"There is nothing left." The woman knew what she wanted to do and kept saying: "The mirrors are gone, so it is an empty room!"
The eyes of the people present were focused on her again, and she quickly explained, "I didn't take it away. The first time I saw those mirrors, I was so scared that I went home. But I couldn't figure it out at home, so I just thought I went to look again, and the second time I went, those mirrors were gone.”
She is obviously a creepy person, but she still engages in conspiracy theories, nagging, scaring herself half to death: "There must be someone among us who has taken that mirror!!"
