Chapter 221 [Warlords of the Republic of China] Doubt
Chapter 221 [Warlords of the Republic of China] Suspicion
"Young madam, why are you here?!" Zhang Shen was stunned when he saw Jiang Zuilan. After being stunned, he quickly saluted respectfully.
"We'll talk about it later," Jiang Zuilan said casually, and then entered the young marshal's residence.
When Shen Zhongqi heard that Jiang Zuilan was back, he dismissed his entourage and walked towards the room where she lived. He strode over. Jiang Zuilan took a sip of water and looked up at Shen Zhongqi.
Shen Zhongqi glanced at Jiang Zuilan, who had not changed much, with a gentle look in his eyes, "Where are you going?"
"Go out for a walk." Jiang Zuilan said casually, without telling what happened before.
"Is this really the case?" Shen Zhongqi's face was straight, showing no emotion at all, and his eyes were calm and unwavering.
"Um."
"You have been out for a long time. From morning to sunset, where have you been?" Shen Zhongqi stared at Jiang Zuilan and asked.
"Walking around on the street." Jiang Zuilan remained calm and unhurried.
Shen Zhongqi frowned and said nothing. He had no intention of looking for Jiang Zuilan. After all, he had the arms and it didn't matter whether the Liu family's daughter lived or died, let alone his adopted daughter.
But when he knew that she might be in danger, he couldn't help but worry.
He immediately issued a death order, even if Xizhou City was turned upside down, he still had to find her. Unfortunately, he underestimated her again. This woman was able to come back unscathed and so calm.
When Zhang Shen reported to him the next day that the son of Commander Ling of the Beiyang Government was dead, he became even more confused.
"You said that the other three were all killed with one shot, but that Young Master Ling died from a very thin hard object that penetrated his throat?"
"Yes, Marshal, I heard from the forensic doctor that the hard object is probably a hairpin used by women, and the technique is very skillful, killing with one blow, and those who were shot were all shot in the head, very similar Agents with assassination skills!" Zhang Shen was a little solemn. If there were really agents sneaking into Xizhou City, it would be troublesome.
"Okay, you go out first."
After Shen Zhongqi finished speaking, he was thoughtful. Before that, he went to Liu Wanqiu and asked her again and again. Liu Wanqiu revealed Jiang Zuilan's purpose of entering the house. She actually wanted revenge.
But based on her experience, it was impossible for her to be that capable, but he always felt that she was the one who killed Mr. Ling. Shen Zhongqi looked at where Jiang Zuilan lived and thought deeply.
After Jiang Zuilan came back, she had just asked her maid Qiuxia to serve her food. She had only eaten a few mouthfuls when she heard the housekeeper inform her that Mrs. Shen was waiting in the hall and asked her to come over immediately.
Jiang Zuilan calmed down and ate a bowl of rice before slowly getting up.
The atmosphere in the hall was extremely strange. Mrs. Shen had a stern face and her cold eyes were dark.
All the women in the back house were present, including Liu Wanqiu.
"You are really getting more and more unruly. Why are you here after half an hour?" Mrs. Shen's face was as dark as water.
"Old Madam, everything Wan Qiu said is true. She entered the Shen family just for revenge!"
Liu Wanqiu stood confidently beside Mrs. Shen, and it was obvious that Mrs. Shen really looked at her differently.
After listening to Liu Wanqiu's words, the lid of the tea bowl in Mrs. Shen's hand slipped down on the coffee table. The crisp sound made the air a little depressing. Mrs. Shen raised her eyes in panic, with fear in her eyes that turned into anger in an instant.
Jiang Zuilan felt that Mrs. Shen was suspicious at this time, but it was still unclear why. According to her, the Liu family and the Shen family were the ones who were suspected now, but she was not worried at all. She had always had the most Given time, the murderer will be found.
Chapter completed!