"Rustle..."
Zhang Jiu gripped his blade and stepped over the thick layer of fallen leaves, walking toward them one step at a time.
A malicious grin twisted his face, and his eyes brimmed with hatred.
"Zhao Yun, you little bitch. So it really was you!"
He gritted his teeth, filled with resentment and fury, yet unable to believe it.
"I guessed it was you that night, you little bitch. But then you were suddenly bitten on the head and killed by a monster..."
"A cicada escaping its shell?"
"If the person who died wasn't you, then who was it?"
"Qingmei!"
He suddenly realized.
There had only been two people in that room that night, and they had been arguing.
If the one who died wasn't Zhao Yun, then it could only have been Qingmei.
"You deliberately lured Qingmei into your room to argue, then killed her right away, swapped clothes with her, and transformed into her!"
"What a scheme! What a scheme!"
"That way, you not only escaped the Town Guard Bureau's investigation, but could also keep killing me in Qingmei's identity..."
"But that night, I really did see a shadow leap out the window..."
"You had an accomplice!"
Zhang Jiu's gaze suddenly fell on the youth standing before her. With a malicious grin, he said, "Was it you?"
Then he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"No, no! You and I were both in the first-floor hall at the time..."
"Then who was it?"
At that moment, Luo Qingchen slowly turned around and answered his question. "Didn't you notice that Sister Sun's cat disappeared after that night?"
"Sister Sun's cat?"
Zhang Jiu froze at his words, then suddenly understood.
"So it was that black cat! It was the cat! No wonder... no wonder... no wonder Captain Zhou checked this little