There were two major unanswered questions so far.
First, why had An Yutong wanted to harm Liang Yi, and why had she conspired with someone else to do it?
Second, why had Liang Yi gone to see An Yutong?
Even Sherlock Holmes would probably have spent days scratching his head over those two questions.
We had fallen into the habitual trap of preconception, treating the missing person as the victim and the other person as the perpetrator.
But the missing person had not been declared dead. She had simply vanished, and the hexagram I had cast also indicated that she was still alive.
This missing person, Liang Yi, had almost no reason to be a victim other than the fact that she was "missing."
She studied hard, was insecure and introverted, and could not possibly have made enemies. In beauty and bearing, she fell short of An Yutong. To put it more harshly, that sickly body of hers, which had had blood drawn for sale several times, was not even healthy. Why would anyone want to harm her?
Without sufficient conditions and reasons to support her being the victim, I could only make the bold assumption that she was the perpetrator.
That was why I had tested her just now.
And her reaction at this moment had confirmed what I had been testing for.
The An Yutong before me-or rather, Liang Yi-had nothing left to say. Her various reactions could no longer conceal her secret.
More than anything, she was shocked.
"You used soul possession on An Yutong. You forcibly took over her body. That person who knows hypnosis helped you."
I frowned and said, "When he left An Yutong's house, he was carrying a duffel bag with your corpse inside. If I hadn't happened to expose you, no one