After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

After walking out of the room, she looked at the fallen silk handkerchief in the yard. Out of curiosity, Qing Ning walked over and picked up the silk handkerchief on the ground.

"Why is there blood stains on it?"

With a bang, the door opened, and a group of people rushed in and surrounded her.

"It was her, she was the one who killed my brother!"

A girl in a green dress pointed at Qing Ning with an indignant look, as if she had done something evil.

"In that case, let's take him down first and interrogate him properly."

Qing Ning looked at these people who broke into the house in confusion.

"Who are you? Why are you breaking into my house without permission!"

"Your home? You broke into it without permission? You killed my brother and I want to avenge her."

The girl understood Qing Ning's expression as a sign that she was unrepentant, and became even more angry. She picked up the sword in her hand and stabbed her.

Upon seeing this, Qing Ning immediately dodged. The little girl was not strong enough, so she easily dodged several of her attacks.

The little girl saw that her attacks were dodged by the other party. The other party treated her like a kitten and became extremely angry.

While avoiding the other party's attack, she said, "What are you talking about? Killing. I didn't kill anyone at all. What is your purpose of breaking into my house? If you don't tell me, I will be rude."

Qing Ning's eyes are dangerous. If a few unknown people suddenly break into the house, the owner will be happy!

"You killed someone, and you still want a bad person to complain first? You ask why we broke into your home? I would like to ask you why you hurt my brother?"

The little girl's face turned red with anger, but she still looked at her without giving up.

"It's a joke, I don't know your brother at all, why would I kill him, and I have no motive!"

Qing Ning keeps explaining, her patience is gradually exhausted, and your expression has become impatient.

Just when she was about to take action, a man suddenly flew up to them. He put his arm around the girl's waist and blocked her with the other hand.

"Feifei, don't be impulsive. Things seem to be very complicated. I think he didn't lie. There must be some misunderstanding!"

Being hugged by the man, the girl's cheeks turned red, but when she thought of her words, she became angry again.

"I personally embroidered this handkerchief for my brother. I was worried that he would give it to someone else, so I specially sprinkled tracking incense on it. After my brother's accident, this silk handkerchief disappeared. It must have been taken away by the murderer. Now this silk handkerchief The handkerchief appears in her hand, she is not the murderer, who is the murderer?"

Qing Ning heard a dark clue, "Girl, is there a possibility that I was framed by someone else, and that person just wanted to frame this matter on me. I don't know him at all, how can I kill him? , Besides, after I kill him, I take the evidence home and wait for you to catch me? I don’t think I’m that stupid!”

Listening to Qing Ning's words, the other people who rushed in fell into silence. They were impulsive and rashly broke into other people's homes without figuring out the truth of the matter.

The girl also calmed down. She just saw her brother being killed and lying on the ground. It was a big blow to her, so she was a little impulsive for a while.

Walking to Qing Ning, he lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, I was just overwhelmed by anger for a moment. Can you forgive me?"

After the girl finished speaking, she stared at her with big eyes and looked at her pitifully.

Knowing that the person in front of her did not mean any harm, Qing Ning did not pursue it, "It doesn't matter. Can I know what exactly happened? This handkerchief is not mine. I don't know when it blew into my yard. I saw Finally, I picked it up. The blood stains on the handkerchief also made me suspicious."

After explaining the handkerchief in a few words, he looked up at the people opposite.

The leader was a tall man with an upright face and bright eyes, looking at Qing Ning with scrutiny.

"I'm Qing Yao, they are Zhi Feng, Zhui Ying, Yu Xiao and Xi Yue respectively. The girl's name is Situ Feifei and her brother's name is Situ Feixuan. This morning, we went to his room to look for him, and it turned out that he had been killed. Dead, Feifei found that the silk pa she gave to her brother was missing, so she followed the clues and found this place. What happened just now is so offending, I’m really sorry!"

This man was dressed in black robes and had an upright face. Although there was suspicion in his eyes, he was still very calm.

"Ning Qing, I can understand this matter. I don't know who dropped that silk handkerchief. It just floated into my yard and I picked it up by coincidence."

She randomly thought of a name for herself.

Situ Feifei looked sad and sad, and his eyes were filled with tears. He looked at his brother's friends and said, "My brother is usually kind-hearted and never offends people easily. How could he die unexpectedly? My brother and I have been dependent on each other since we were young. How can I live without him?"

As soon as the words fell, tears fell like broken beads.

Although she was misunderstood, seeing a little girl at a loss, Qing Ning decided to take a look at the body in person.

"Although I am a little offended by what I said, I still have to say that although this matter has nothing to do with me, I still can't bear to see Miss Situ so sad. Can you take me to see Miss Situ's brother?"

Everyone looked at each other without any objection, and now they had no clue. If she could sort out their thoughts, that would be a good thing.

"That's fine, there is strength in numbers. Maybe Brother Ning can help us think of places we haven't noticed."

He followed them towards a courtyard not far away.

This place is not far from his small yard, no wonder the handkerchief floated to him.

Looking at Situ Feiyuan lying on the ground, she looked left and right, observing his body.

Suddenly, there was a small red dot on Situ Feiyuan's left neck.

"Look, look, what is this? This red dot is too small. You can tell at a glance that it is not a birthmark or a mole. There is only one possibility. Someone stabbed it hard with a needle or a sharp object."

"You mean..."

"Yes, I suspect that someone stabbed his neck with a poisonous needle. The wound on his abdomen would not be fatal at all. You can see that his lips are purple and cyan in color, so he is not How many times have I lost blood, but died of poisoning?”

As soon as Qing Ning finished speaking, everyone looked at her in disbelief.

"You are right, there are indeed many."

Qing Yao knelt down and started checking again, and found that he died of poisoning as she said.

"Now that we have no other clues, can we just let this matter go? Could it be that Brother Situ lost his life in vain? Now we can't find the murderer for him. It's such a failure."

Zhifeng looked unwilling. Among these people, he had a good relationship with Situ Feixuan. Now that his friend died in his own home, he could do nothing.

"Everyone should look around. When that person comes here, I don't believe she doesn't have any flaws."

Qing Yao immediately spoke, maybe everyone is searching, and the chance of finding clues will be greater.

Qing Ning walked around the small yard, watching and complaining. The owner didn't pay much attention to this. Look, the beautiful garden has now become desolate. It's not as beautiful as the small yard I temporarily rented.

Suddenly, I felt something hard stepped on under my feet. I looked down and saw that it was a small bell.

"Whose bell is this? Why was it left here?"

"No, the owner of this bell has been here before. There is a high possibility that he killed Situ Feixuan."

"However, the appearance of this bell looks very familiar. I feel like I have seen it recently, but I really can't figure out who brought a bell exactly like this one?"

There were many figures echoing in his mind, and he suddenly settled on that weak and pitiful girl.