Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

As Hongyong County's economy developed, many new residents moved in.

The cemetery opposite their hotel can be said to be the best cemetery in the vicinity. Many people come here to pre-order tickets in advance, and it has become the preferred venue for people to handle funerals and hold memorial services.

This also results in the hotel rooms being frequently fully occupied, especially the high-end rooms on the fifth floor.

The owner's eyes rolled, and I don't know what he was thinking of.

He said, "I have an idea. It depends on whether you are willing to do it. This room 503 was booked by a client a long time ago, but almost no one has ever stayed here. I guess it is used to store things."

Seeing that Chen Peiwen seemed to be hesitating, he added: "I will open this room to you, and I will take the things to the warehouse. As for the price, I will give you a discount of 50%. Even if the guest suddenly comes back, I will bear the responsibility and you two will not be implicated!"

"Thank you for your help." Chen Peiwen thanked him and handed over her ID card. "Let's keep the original price. Otherwise, I will feel bad."

She paid for the room, but the owner refused to take a deposit, saying they looked like the kind of people who wouldn't break their promise.

After getting the room card for Room 503, Chen Peiwen couldn't help but ask, "You said, the murderer has been sentenced to death, who is still living in this room?"

"Before opening the door, I also have a question for you. Do you think there are other murderers besides Huang Sanqian?" Chu Yao asked back.

Chen Peiwen said without hesitation: "Of course, such a sophisticated layout could never be planned by one person."

"So, have you ever thought about who the other murderers might be?"

Chen Peiwen burst out laughing. Neither the police nor the monks in the temple knew the answer. Although she had some money, she was just an ordinary person. How could she know?

She looked at Chu Yao and asked tentatively, "Do you know who the murderer is, and who is the person who continues to live in the house?"

"Before, I was only 80% sure. Now I am 20% sure." Chu Yao said calmly, "I can only tell you that, in addition to Huang Sanqian, there are 'two and a half' murderers. And the one who continues to live in the house is not a living person, but a dead person."

Two and a half, the dead continue to live?

Chen Peiwen was confused after hearing these two sentences. How could a person be divided into two halves? If he killed someone with his left hand, would it not be considered a murder if he used the right hand?

Besides, how can you continue to live in the house if the person has passed away?

She didn't understand, so she picked up the card and opened the door.

The garbage in the room had been cleared out a long time ago, and there was almost nothing left in the room, only a men's coat hanging on the hanger.

Chen Peiwen touched the pocket of her coat and found a plane ticket, which was the fake ticket found by the police.

She also used the alcohol cotton pad she had prepared to wipe off the other forged words, leaving only the word "沙".

"It's just like in my dream!" Chen Peiwen exclaimed.

No one responded to her. Chen Peiwen turned her head suspiciously, only to find Chu Yao squatting in front of the bed.

She put one arm into the gap between the bedside table and the bed, as if groping for something.

After a moment, Chu Yao stood up and spread out her palms.

They were a few pieces of paper, but they had been burnt so that almost no complete Chinese characters could be seen.

As soon as Chu Yao entered the room, he scanned the entire room with his Sky Eye.

Of course, she didn't pay attention to these garbage-like debris at first, but instead saw a rectangular black mark on the floor next to the bedside table.

It was obvious that something had been placed there before and had been piled up there, leaving traces.

The size of the mark is about the same as that of the bedside table, which means that the cabinet was not close to the bed at the beginning, but was about 20 centimeters away from the bed.

So, someone moved the bedside table, and must be trying to hide something.

Most of the scraps of paper were scattered behind the bed, and Chu Yao could guess what happened at that time.

Someone wanted to deal with some paper. He wanted to tear the paper into pieces and burn it, but accidentally scattered the paper scraps behind the bed.

The bed was very heavy and would make a loud noise if moved, so he had to move a lighter bedside table to block the traces of paper scraps.

"Hey, this is..." Chen Peiwen's attention was attracted by the lower left corner of a piece of paper, where a round stamp was stamped.

Perhaps because he happened to avoid the flames, the letters on the outer circle of the seal were still clearly visible.

"CZ9987." She read it out.

This order of letters and numbers can only be the flight number of the plane ticket.

Suddenly, Chen Peiwen thought that the word "Sha" on the fake ticket was replaced from a real ticket.

Could it be that these crumbs are the real plane ticket?

She quickly opened her cell phone, entered the flight number, and adjusted the time to the day Yuan Jiahao disappeared.

"I found it! It was at 3:15 pm. It flew from Xijiao Airport to Yinsha Airport!" Her excitement was extinguished in an instant. "But there were so many people on the plane, dozens or even a hundred. We still can't find the real kidnapper."

Chu Yao reminded: "Western Suburbs Airport can already reveal the identity of the kidnapper."

"Xijiao Airport?" Chen Peiwen turned her head and thought for a while, "Why...it's just one of the many airports in the capital. Is there anything special about it?"

"Among the Yuan family members you know, only one person would fly from the imperial capital to Hongyong County."

Chu Yao hadn't finished his sentence yet. He lived near the Xijiao Airport. If he took off at three in the afternoon, he could definitely get back to the capital in the evening.

The moment she thought of the answer, Chen Peiwen took a step back in disbelief.

In fact, they ignored one person from the very beginning - Yuan Jiaxiang.

"No... it's impossible. How could Axiang kidnap Jiahao? She's his biological sister!" Chen Peiwen bit her lower lip tightly. "It can't be Axiang. He treats Jiahao very well. Moreover, the police also said that the kidnapper is an educated person. Axiang didn't even finish junior high school..."

Chu Yao lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Yuan Jiaxiang treats my sister very well, but that doesn't mean he won't kidnap her. As for your second point, this is the police's 'blind spot'."

The police judged that the kidnapper was a well-educated person based on the words used in the first recording, but in fact the flaw was hidden in this recording.

"According to the recording you played to me on the plane, there was a sentence in it that said 'I have some unspeakable difficulties recently.'" Chu Yao said slowly, "In fact, this is a faulty sentence, and it is a very easy-to-see faulty sentence."

She paused and asked, "If the kidnapper is really a Chinese teacher or a magazine editor, how could he not notice this grammatical error?"

The implication is that the kidnapper is not really educated, he just disguised himself as a well-educated person.

"It could be someone else. It's just a coincidence that Ah Xiang and these two points match." Chen Peiwen still didn't want to believe it. "Besides, he is a kidnapper and he wants a ransom from me. Is this possible?"

Chu Yao continued to analyze, "Asking for ransom is not his real purpose. I guess he has at least two real purposes. First, he wants to know the position of himself and his sister in his mother's heart."

One million and a half can only save one person.

It is precisely because Yuan Jiaxiang is very clear about this that he wants to know his mother's attitude.

Save him or save his sister?

Over the years, his mother gave up many important things, including her son, in order to treat his sister's illness.

He would naturally feel confused. Does his mother love him?

She put all her energy, time and money into her younger sister. She had to go out to work after finishing junior high school, and all the money she earned was given to her mother and younger sister.

However, Yuan Jiaxiang didn't seem to gain anything.

His mother never asked him if he was tired or sick in the capital. Even if she occasionally showed concern, it was to ask Yuan Jiaxiang for money.

Yuan Jiaxiang had to delete all the text messages from his mother until there were only four, because if there was one more, he would be exposed.

However, the answer he got was that his mother did not love him or his sister.

"Then...what about the second one?" Chen Peiwen asked in a daze.

No one can accept that someone close to you suddenly becomes a kidnapper.

What's more, the murderer and the victim were brothers and sisters who grew up together.

Chu Yao sighed softly, "Second point, I can only tell you when we finally return to the Yuan family. If you still don't believe it, do you remember the day you and he came out of the police station?"

Chen Peiwen recalled that night, Yuan Jiaxiang's cell phone was knocked down by someone and the screen was smashed to pieces.

He was obviously a stranger, but the man seemed to know him.

Chen Peiwen also gave Yuan Jiaxiang some specific advice, asking him to avoid associating with such unscrupulous people.

The question is, how could Yuan Jiaxiang, a middle-class man who has lived in the capital for many years, get to know a young man in his twenties who is not working properly?

Moreover, he went to the police station to visit a friend, and Ding Jian was detained in the detention area.

Yuan Jiaxiang’s planning began several years ago.

He first met Ding Jian's friend, and perhaps the person he chose was not Ding Jian at the beginning.

But Ding Jian appeared. He was lazy and just hung out on the streets all day, so he became the best candidate.

Yuan Jiaxiang first tempted Ding Jian with high-end furniture. After Ding Jian tasted the sweetness, he offered the second bait - a used computer from a magazine.

This job is easy and profitable, Ding Jian will definitely not refuse it.

After he went there a few times, the time became fixed, and Yuan Jiaxiang could push him out to be the first scapegoat.

He needed someone to confuse the police and make them waste their time on irrelevant people.

The relatives of the Yuan family who were suspected at the beginning, Ding Jian, Yuan's father... these were all the backup pawns he prepared.

The air ticket is a coincidence, and the educational level can also be a coincidence.

But if four or five of these events happened to Yuan Jiaxiang, it couldn't be a coincidence.

In addition to these, Chu Yao also knew a more crucial piece of evidence—the mobile phone that she took by mistake on the last day.

She had seen that mobile phone in Room 503 before, but the appearance of all the phones was similar, so she didn't react immediately.

Now that I think about it, although in reality, Chen Peiwen did not come to this hotel with Yuan Jiaxiang, Yuan Jiaxiang must have brought Yuan Jiahao with him.

They always thought that the man in the green coat was Yuan's father, but they never thought that Yuan Jiahao's figure was similar to Yuan's father.

At that time, the hotel owner said that the customer of Room 503 was a tall man with a young man.

Chu Yao and Chen Peiwen mistakenly believed that it was Yuan's father and his assistant, Huang Sanqian, who was later identified as the real murderer.

In fact, the tall "man" is Yuan Jiahao, and the one who is considered a young man by the boss is Yuan Jiaxiang.

Yuan Jiaxiang is not tall, and as long as he dresses up a little, wears simple clothes, and wears a mask, he can easily be mistaken for a middle school student.

After listening to Chu Yao's speculation, Chen Peiwen's hands and feet turned cold.

If there is anything more terrifying than "my younger brother is a kidnapper", it must be "my younger brother is a highly intelligent, antisocial kidnapper."

She felt like her brain was going to explode, but she still managed to ask a question - "Jia Hao is mentally retarded, she can't possibly do those things."

According to Ding Jian's confession, he was fooled by Yuan Jiahao, who was disguised as Yuan's father, but can Yuan Jiahao perform these high-IQ operations?

She couldn't even speak complete sentences, and besides, there was no way her voice could be the same as Yuan's father's, right?

Chu Yao didn't figure this problem out at first.

But it was not until she saw the two letters left by Qu Huiqiao that she knew what was going on.

Chu Yao said, "Sister Peiwen, in your dream, I once told you about a tomb layout called 'Koi Spiting Pearls', right?"

"That's right." Chen Peiwen nodded.

"But Qu Huiqiao, the koi fish, did not come back to life. Do you remember the reason I told you?"

Chen Peiwen was so impressed by this that she blurted out without even having to think about it: "You said at the time that she was buried in the wrong direction. This turned the orb that was exported into dead bait that was imported."

"At first, I thought that there was an error in the placement of the body, so the 'Koi Spits Pearls' failed." Chu Yao smiled meaningfully, "But now it seems that it is very likely that Qu Huiqiao did it on purpose."

"How is that possible? If she succeeds, she can still survive; if she fails, she will get nothing."

Chen Peiwen doesn't believe that anyone would do such a thing that would harm themselves and others.

Of course, she couldn't figure out the reason because she was not a Feng Shui master.

Chu Yao asked in a persuasive manner: "Sister Peiwen, you often go to temples. You must have heard of people who want to change their fate? From poverty to wealth, from weakness to health..."

"Yes, this is not uncommon in Hong Kong." Chen Peiwen replied.

"'Koi Spits Pearls' requires decades of preparation, including making the heart-searching silk and building the cemetery... That's why Qu Huiqiao said, 'Use decades of hard work to make up for your life full of regrets.'"