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Xizhu thought that she would really spend the night in the bathtub tonight.

Unexpectedly, not long after, Qin Fang released her. Xizhu came out happily and praised Qin Fang from the bottom of her heart: "You are such a good person."

Qin Fang was ridiculous and crying.

Xizhu slept all day long, but at this time she was in good spirits. She sat on the sofa and pressed the TV remote control to flip the station. Qin Fang looked at her most lively moment and suddenly asked: "Xixi, have you heard of Si Teng?"

Xizhu was startled. Perhaps because of her small hand, the remote control slipped and almost couldn't hold it: "What Si Teng?"

Qin Fang didn't look at her and said, "Ask casually": "It's nothing, I just heard that Si Teng is very famous. I'll ask if you know."

So, Xizhu sighed: "I've heard of it."

oh?

Qin Fang looked very interested: "What kind of person is she?"

"sharp!"

What does this admiring expression and hypocritical self-giving mean?

Qin Fang was about to pour cold water on her when his cell phone rang.

The caller ID is Yi Ru, but when it comes to a strange man's voice: "Is it Mr. Qin Fang?"

Yi Ru was discovered by residents in the building. It is said that at that time, Kong Jinghua's door was wide open and there was no one. Yi Ru fainted outside the door with fine blood marks on her face.

Apart from this, there is nothing serious.

When Qin Fang arrived at the hospital, Yi Ru was not awake yet. The police in charge asked a few questions before taking Qin Fang in. At the same time, he confirmed with him in confusion: "Your friend's hands and feet..."

Qin Fang nodded and agreed, and the police showed a very sympathetic look: "The doctor said he was just a coma for the time being. When your friend woke up, we still have to ask in detail what was going on..."

When she said this, Xizhu lay on the edge of the bed, staring at Yi Ru's blood-stained face, thinking, and lifted up the quilt and carefully wanted to see if Yi Ru had similar scars on her body. The nurse who was caring came over and stopped her with a smile: "Little one, it's not easy to disturb the patient."

If you don’t disturb me, don’t bother me. Xizhu ran back to Qin Fang and pulled the corner of his clothes down. Qin Fang smiled apologetically at the policeman, bent his knees and squatted down.

Xizhu attached to his ear and said, "I want to go to Kong Jinghua's house to have a look."

Qin Fang was puzzled: Did Yi Rushi meet Kong Jinghua?

If Kong Jinghua was the one who killed Yiru in Phoenix Mountain, then why did she let Yiru go such a good opportunity tonight?

Also, what does the fine blood marks on Yiru's face mean?

The door of Kong Jinghua's house was closed, but this was not an obstacle for Qin Fang. Besides, it was too late, so even if I checked the lights, I didn't have any worries. Qin Fang turned on the lights in every room and searched carefully. In Xizhu's room, he saw the small schoolbag in Minnie's head. He remembered that he had sent back the sleeping Xizhu that night, and smiled.

Looking back, Xizhu was still standing at the gate, thinking about something.

Qin Fang walked over and touched her head: "Xixi, what are you thinking?"

She might have really been thinking about it, and she didn't bother to get angry at Qin Fang touching her head. She pointed to the low threshold after the security door opened, and pointed to the place outside the threshold: "Yiru fainted here."

"Um."

"Has Yiru entered the house?"

"I've entered."

The police said that the key was found in Yiru's pocket - Yiru did not break into the door, but opened the lock.

"So she didn't catch herself like that. She was attacked in the house. If that person was Kong Jinghua," Xizhu frowned and tightly said, "The floor here is so high, why didn't she throw Yiru down from the upper floor, or just throw her in the house and close the door?"

Indeed, it is unusual to open the door wide, and it is even more contrary to common sense to throw Yiru at the gates where people come and go. Any "criminal" with a little common sense will avoid making such low-level mistakes.

Qin Fang pondered: "Maybe it's because... Kong Jinghua is a monster. She is not afraid of being discovered or leaving traces."

"It's not entirely right," Xizhu murmured, "I think it's like..."

"Like what?"

“Like the old days, I swept out the lintel and swept out the floor.

It seems that Kong Jinghua has decided to refuse to recognize her daughter, so Yiru came back and was beaten out by her, and then ran out of the door.”

Xizhu stared at the low threshold: "Modern people don't pay much attention to this. It was not before. Are you worthy of being my family? Is it worthy of stepping into this threshold? It's worthy of being a person."

It seems to be reasonable. Xizhu mentioned that Kong Jinghua has always kept the photo of Yiru: It is ridiculous to say that it is left as a commemoration, but it is like a kind of admonition of hatred and evidence of the ugly.

Qin Fang's spine was chilling: "I have always advised Yiru to put down his burden and recognize Kong Jinghua. Now it seems that she can't recognize him just by wanting him. Kong Jinghua no longer wants her."

In the flash of lightning, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: "When I asked during the day, I said that Kong Jinghua was missing and could not be found everywhere, but actually..."

In fact, she has already returned home, just like Si Teng could transform into a vine, and Kong Jinghua could transform into a true form.

It seems that she is not a panda. After all, it is quite eye-catching that there is an extra national treasure in the house.

Could it be that it is a bamboo... a demon as Xizhu said?

Qin put down his mind and pulled Xizhu closer: "Do you have bamboo in your family?"

I don’t think that Kong Jinghua doesn’t look like a person who likes to grow flowers and grass.

Then... are there any bamboo paintings posted?

Or are there bamboo printed on the curtains or sheets?

After searching for a while, Qin Fang's eyes stopped on the glass door leading to the balcony.

A curtain was hung on the glass door. The curtain was white, but countless dense shadows were reflected on the curtain. The stems and stems were clear.

Could it be?

Xizhu saw his thoughts: "No, the curtain on the glass door is double-layered, the first layer is white, and the second layer is printed with bamboo."

The brush was opened, and sure enough, it was just a bamboo curtain cloth printed. Outside it was a black balcony with debris. Looking closely, it was no different from the balcony of ordinary people, such as mop, bucket, and broom.

Qin Fang smiled bitterly and pulled the curtain up again. Almost the moment he pulled it together, his heart suddenly moved.

When she looked back at Xizhu, she seemed a little nervous and said two words to him with her mouth.

broom.

That's right, a broom, a crude broom specially used to clean the balcony, is a bamboo broom.

Yi Ru's wounds, fine blood marks on her face, and the sharp and almost sharp branches of bamboo broom...

Xizhu tiptoed over, Qin Fang picked her up, pressed the nearby lights out, and then slowly retreated to the living room and turned off the lights one by one.

The room was pitch black and quiet and a little scary. I don’t know how long it took, but a strange sound suddenly sounded.

Rust, rustling.

Qin Fang whispered to Xizhu: "Do you have wine at home?"

"There is no wine, there is oil."

The shark sound became closer. Qin Fang opened the nearby cabinet and whispered to Xizhu: "Get in."

In the darkness, Xizhu used her hands and feet, and tried to climb deep into the cabinet. Qin Fang closed the cabinet door and carried a large bucket of oil beside the stove. Like the night before, he quietly walked backwards, and put his back on the top of the kitchen.

Rust, rustling.

At this moment, the cabinet door suddenly opened and his palm wide. Qin Fang was anxious and was about to get angry when he suddenly found an object that was about to fall into winter stretched out.

Qin Fang was really angry and funny: Little monster, can you take it away with your demon mirror?

The strange-shaped shadow finally entered the kitchen. Qin Fang didn't care whether it was the shape of a broom. He looked at the black shadow and was right under his body. He tried hard on his hand, and the barrel of oil was divided into two and poured all over the black shadow.

Qin Fang laughed and took advantage of the opportunity to flip from the top. When he landed on the ground, the lighter in his hand had already ignited the flame head.

With the glimmer of flames, he saw Kong Jinghua, with oil stains on the opposite side, and his hair was covered with oil, covering half of his face. Qin Fang smiled and said, "I have a friend, who is also a monster. When I first met her, she told me that she rarely smokes because she doesn't like fire."

As he said that, he raised the lighter forward quietly, and betrayed Kong Jinghua two steps back: "I don't think you like it either."

Kong Jinghua stared at him: "I recognize you."

"I recognize you too. At the beginning, you almost scrapped one of my hands."

After a long silence, Qin Fang spoke first: "Why should I kill Yiru at that time?"

“Yiru?”

Kong Jinghua was puzzled for a moment, and then she reacted: "Oh, you are talking about Xixi, the second Xixi."

"I'm punishing the child."

Qin Fang was so scared that he heard the plain tone: "You cut off her limbs, do you call this discipline for the child?"

"We bamboo, when we get sick, are all like this.

If the bamboo shoots have worms, they must dig out the pest-infected bamboo shoots; if the leaves have worms, they must cut off the victim bamboo plants.

If you have dry sponge disease, in order to prevent contagion and disaster, you sometimes have to burn the bamboo forest.

It is easy to be defeated and imperfect, and it is not necessarily useful to cut off all limbs. Who knows that at that time, if you rescue her, take her away and educate her, it will not be my business."

Qin Fang gritted his teeth: "Where is the first Xixi?

You killed it too?"

"She is sick, tuberculosis can be contagious.

Of course I have to kill it, otherwise what if the disaster is caused to others?"
Chapter completed!