The villains are all my vests

Chapter 302 The cripples were fooled into standing up by me (14)

Gu Zhihuan patted the crumbs on his hands: "What about the other kind?"

Han Yue opened his mouth, looked at Gu Zhihuan, and finally couldn't hold back, a little annoyed: "Master Gu, you clearly guessed it, why do you always ask me to say it."

Gu Zhihuan clicked his tongue: "This is amazing, Master Han guessed what I was thinking without saying anything."

Han Yue wisely didn't answer.

Gu Zhihuan looked like a cat that stole the meat, her eyes darted around Han Yue.

Han Yue has lived so long, and has never met such an unscrupulous person as Gu Zhihuan.

He felt that his back, which had always been sitting upright, was trembling uncontrollably because of Gu Zhihuan's abrupt gaze.

Gu Zhihuan looked away: "If Huai'an didn't lie, then there is more than one murderer in this case. After Liang Qiusheng left Silefang, he must have met someone. For some reason, he knocked Liang Qiusheng unconscious. "

"Then Huai'an passed by and found Liang Qiusheng unconscious. He was delusional and stole Liang Qiusheng's green fox fur for money. But after he left, another person killed Liang Qiusheng and hung his body in the At the city gate."

Gu Zhihuan stood up, stretched his waist, looked up at the boundless night sky above his head, and said lightly: "But I think the latter is more likely, otherwise Huai'an's timidity, if he finds out that Liang Qiu is dead It’s impossible to go to the pawn shop to exchange money with the green fox fur the next day.”

She was wearing a white robe, and her hair was pulled up high with a headband of the same color.

Just from the back view, there is actually a sense of distance that is difficult to get close to.

There is no such thing as the usual rascal who plays tricks on cats and dogs.

As soon as the wind blew, Han Yue smelled the sandalwood fragrance from Gu Zhihuan's sleeve.

Gu Zhihuan's voice came from the wind: "Liang Qiusheng's family has never returned since they left the capital. What made him get involved with so many people when he first arrived in the capital?"

Han Yue didn't answer.

He didn't seem to hear Gu Zhihuan's probing intention at all, he just lowered his head and poured himself a glass of wine.

Gu Zhihuan turned around and looked down at Han Yue condescendingly: "Liang Qiusheng has two obvious fatal injuries. One is on the back of the head and the other is on the neck. The cause of his death was suffocation by being strangled. Usually In other words, this behavior smacks of revenge and enjoyment."

Han Yue's tongue licked around the wine glass.

Gu Zhihuan put her hands on the stone table, and she slowly approached Han Yue: "What happened in Kyoto that year?"

Han Yue put down his wine glass and smiled, he couldn't tell how beautiful he was when he smiled, but the coldness in his eyes was like a snow mountain, heavy and lonely.

"Master Gu, I was still young that year, and I can't remember many things clearly."

"Then what does Master Han remember?" Gu Zhihuan asked.

Han Yue lowered his eyes, blocking the layers of emotions in his eyes, and said lightly: "The murderer is the old housekeeper of the Han family for many years. He saw the money and wanted to poison my family, but he lost his hand and accidentally killed the whole family. The people in the government killed together..."

He looked at his legs, and a half-hearted smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The murderer in this case has been executed by Ling Chi."

Gu Zhihuan's heart felt sore and soft.

Han Yue was not wrong in one point. He was still young when the Han family's massacre happened.

Before that, he may have had too many fantasies and ideas about the future, but now there is only Yushitai Han Yue who sits in a wheelchair all day long.

Gu Zhihuan suddenly took Han Yue's hand.

(End of this chapter)