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Han Ce also knocked a few times.
Finding that there was really no response to Han Ce, he slowly put his hand down. It seems that there is really no one.
"Is there no one? I've said it all."
Xia Chuchu said.
"Sister Chuchu!"
Han Ce and Xia Chuchu were standing at the door of Caiju, and were about to leave when a woman walked over to meet her. She had a sweet appearance and a lively personality.
"Autumn Bamboo!"
The person who came was Qiuzhu of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. Qiuzhu was about the same age as Caiju, and the two usually got along very well.
"Is Caiju not here?"
Seeing that Xia Chuchu and Han Ce didn't get a response when they knocked on the door, Qiuzhu looked at the closed door and asked curiously. She remembered that she had seen Caiju this morning.
"Didn't you go home from picking chrysanthemums?" Xia Chuchu asked in surprise.
"Chrysanthemum picking has returned!"
Qiuzhu said, Caiju's younger brother got married, and Caiju went back to the house. The family thought that Caiju's strings were insulting to the lintel, so they didn't let Caiju into the house.
After picking chrysanthemums back, I also cried for a day.
"When are you coming back?"
"I came back yesterday, and she cried a lot at that time, saying that she would no longer care about the family!" Qiuzhu told Xia Chuchu what happened yesterday.
"This is too heartless."
Xia Chuchu said angrily that all the expenses in the family this year have been supported by Caiju alone, and even this younger brother's wedding is also the gift money from Caiju.
Now it's time to unload the mill and kill the donkey.
It really is ruthless.
"Then has she gone out today?" Han Ce stood in front of Qiuzhu and asked, he felt that something was wrong, he felt that he might be one step too late.
"I don't know about that."
Qiuzhu shook his head.
After listening to Qiuzhu's words, Han Ce didn't hesitate, and stepped back a few steps, stood in front of the door of Caiju's room, and kicked the door open.
"boom¡ª¡ª"
The door was kicked open by Han Ce.
When everyone heard the movement, they immediately looked towards Caiju's room. It was difficult for people not to notice such a big movement. Everyone looked at Han Ce in surprise.
"What's the matter?"
"I do not know!"
"Could it be that Miss Caiju refused to receive Han Ce, and Han Ce became angry and broke in?"
"It's possible, he is the Marquis of Zhenbeihou Mansion."
Some people thought that Han Ce was out of embarrassment, that's why he broke in.
"My Lord!"
Xia Chuchu didn't expect that Han Ce would use such a barbaric method, kicking open the door directly, Xia Chuchu followed Han Ce and walked in.
"My Lord!"
"ah!"
Xia Chuchu followed Han Ce to the living room and screamed when he turned around. Han Ce immediately stepped forward and covered Xia Chuchu's eyes.
"do not be afraid!"
Han Ce said softly.
Xia Chuchu leaned tightly on Han Ce's chest, her body trembling a little. Qiuzhu who followed behind was so frightened that he fainted when he saw the scene in front of him.
Caiju is dead.
A piece of white silk was hung on the hanging beam.
"Do you want to avoid it for a while?" Han Ce asked gently to Xia Chuchu in his arms. Xia Chuchu worked hard to calm her heart and then slowly took Han Ce's hand covering her eyes.
"I'm fine."
Xia Chuchu said with a vibrato.
"Qiu Ju?"
"Notify the bustard, take him down!" Han Ce asked Xia Chuchu to notify the bustard to call someone to come over and take Qiu Ju down from the top. It can't be hung like this all the time.
"what happened?"
Soon many people surrounded the door, and some even came in curiously.
"died!"
"Who died?"
"The girl picking chrysanthemum hanged herself!"
Soon all the topics in Fengyue Tower became the topic of picking chrysanthemums and hanging themselves.
"Oh, I've been murdered by God, and I'm not going to do business in the future, I won't be able to die!" The old bustard rushed in and saw Caiju hanged himself, and immediately said in a crying voice.
She opened the door to do business, and it was the money that shocked her. What she felt distressed was not Caiju, but Caiju's death. After all, the death of someone in Fengyuelou would make people feel unlucky and affect her business.
"mommom! "
Although Xia Chuchu felt disgusted by the madam's indifferent attitude, she couldn't help herself.
Two people came and carried the man down.
"Hurry up and throw it away!" The old bustard ordered the two of them to take Caiju's body out and throw it into a mass grave outside the city. In this era, some people's death is even worse than a dog.
Han Ce looked at the scene in front of him and didn't speak. He was resentful, but he couldn't change anything. The world is cold, and no one can change it all.
Especially a girl like Caiju, even if she died, she would not file a case for investigation, let alone commit suicide.
A person's life ends like this.
"Everyone, let's go, there is nothing to see here! Burn all the things in this room to me, and then ask the mage to come and save me!"
The old bustard said that what she has to do now is how to make up for the loss and how to recover the loss of Fengyuelou.
"This may be the best home for her!"
Back in the room, Xia Chuchu took a sip of tea and said.
At the beginning, the family couldn't live on, so they sent Caiju to Fengyuelou. They finally lived a good life relying on Caiju.
Now it is indeed like throwing away chrysanthemums like throwing away broken shoes.
In Xia Chuchu's view, death may be a relief for Caiju.
Han Ce looked, Xia Chuchu's complexion was still a little pale at this time.
Obviously frightened by the scene just now.
"It's better to die than to live. It takes a lot of courage to commit suicide!" Han Ce said with a smile, facing death requires great courage.
Most people can never do such a thing.
"What's the meaning?"
Xia Chuchu looked at Han Ce.
"It's not suicide, it's murder. Someone should have found Caiju before me!" Han Ce said with a wry smile, but he was still one step too late.
Sure enough, he is not a smart person in this world.
"Murder?"
"That's right, didn't you notice? The stool under Caiju's feet is too short. Caiju can't catch Bai Ling when she stands on it. Secondly, the strangle marks on her neck are obviously backwards, not upwards. The strangulation that appeared when hanging herself Stretch marks are completely different from man-made strangle marks!"
Han Ce slowly analyzed the situation at the scene, restored everything, and explained the doubts inside layer by layer.
Xia Chuchu sat aside and listened quietly to Han Ce's explanation.
Xia Chuchu found herself a little mesmerized. Han Ce's explanation attracted all her attention and firmly grasped her thoughts.
All kinds of suspicious points on Caiju's body, and all kinds of decorations in the room.
"How could a person who is about to commit suicide arrange the dressing table so neatly? Judging from the dressing table, Caiju should be ready for a new life and decide to live for himself!"
Han Ce said.
After entering, everything in the room was neat and tidy, as if it had been carefully cleaned.
How can a person who has expectations for life commit suicide, so all this proves a problem, picking chrysanthemums was murdered.
"Who would be so cruel then?"
Xia Chuchu couldn't believe it was true, but everything Han Ce said was reasonable, and she still thought it was like what Han Ce said in retrospect. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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