si-mexico Chapter 238 Witnesses
Chapter 238 Witnesses
Just as he was thinking this, the carriage suddenly started moving.
Several people were caught off guard, and Madam Hua hurriedly hugged the baby in her arms to prevent it from falling.
The curtains were lifted and the cold wind blew in.
With the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground with a "bang", a plain figure appeared in the carriage.
"Mom!" Yuanyuan stretched out her little hands and asked for a hug.
Shang Wan took the person over and bent down to kiss her soft little face.
Yuanyuan hugged her mother's neck, and her big eyes looked curiously at the big cloth bag twisting on the ground.
"What is this?" Madam Hua was so frightened that she pulled her feet back onto the stool, hugged her knees and leaned over to look.
Madam Lou kicked the bag with her foot, and the bag twisted more violently, making a "mumbling" sound.
"Oh my god, it's a person!" Mrs. Lou almost jumped up in fright and quickly retracted her foot.
Madam Shu calmed down a little. She moved closer to Madam Hua and asked, "Manager Shang, how did you bring back... a person?"
"Oh, I just caught him." Shang Wan said calmly, "He might be the murderer."
Girls: “!!!”
murderer!!!
Seeing the girls staring at him with wide eyes, Shang Wan explained, "There are too many officers and soldiers in the compound. It's hard to interrogate them and we'll be easily discovered."
Girls: "..."
There's no need to tie it back!
This is the murderer!!!
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The carriage sped all the way back to the Hongmei Inn. Madam Lou ran up to the second floor and opened the window of Shang Wan's room.
Shang Wan jumped up to the second floor carrying a big bag and flipped over to enter the window.
"Hurry, hurry, close the doors and windows!" Madam Hua was afraid of being discovered, so she quickly closed the windows while speaking.
Madam Shu also hurriedly closed the door.
Mrs. Lou held Yuanyuan in her arms, her eyes fixed nervously on the cloth bag on the ground.
Madam Meng, who was pulled over, looked confused. She was in such a hurry. What happened?
Shang Wan squatted down and untied the drawstring of the cloth bag, revealing the person inside.
A young man with a handsome appearance, looking a little weak.
The young man struggled all the way and was already sweating profusely. He stared at Shang Wan angrily with his eyes wide open and bloodshot, and kept making "mumbling" sounds from his tightly blocked mouth.
"Who is this?" Madam Meng fell back in shock. How could he go out and bring someone back?
Madam Shu took her arm and moved her to the side, explaining in a low voice.
After hearing the explanation, Madam Meng looked between Shang Wan and the man with a doubtful look.
"Don't shout if you want to live." Shang Wan tore the cloth from the young man's mouth and raised her hand at the same time, as if she would beat the young man if he dared to shout.
The young man glanced at her hands, stared at her and asked coldly: "Who are you? Why did you tie me up?"
"It doesn't matter who I am." Seeing that he didn't shout, Shang Wan put his hand down and stared into his eyes, "Did you kill the fat cook?"
"No." The young man's eyes flickered slightly, but his tone was very certain.
Shang Wan looked at his expression and asked, "Then let me change the question. Did you see the murderer?"
"No." The young man denied it without thinking, but his eyes avoided Shang Wan, not daring to look him in the face.
Seeing this, Shang Wan turned her wrist and a black dagger appeared in her hand.
The dagger spun beautifully between his fingers, and Shang Wan's lips curved into an icy arc, "People who lie will have their tongues cut off."
The cold blade gently moved along the young man's warm cheek, leaving a thin scar.
A trickle of bright red blood flowed down the wound.
A slight stinging pain came from the wound, and it felt like an ice cube was stuck to the skin, freezing cold. The young man couldn't help but shiver as his tense body followed the movement of the dagger.
"I ask again, did you see the murderer?"
The young man bit his lip and looked at Shang Wan as if he was looking at a dead object. An endless chill rose from the bottom of his heart.
This woman was not trying to scare him, she would really cut off his tongue or even kill him.
The women watching nearby were shocked by the sudden murderous aura from Shang Wan. Shang Wan now looked more like a murderer than he did when he was a young man.
Madam Hua opened her lips slightly and wanted to say something, but Madam Lou pulled her hand and shook her head at her.
Over here, the young man couldn't stand the evil spirit that seemed to be real, and he said hesitantly: "I, I did see a figure, but it disappeared in a flash, and I didn't see the face. I'm not sure if that person is the murderer."
Shang Wan stared at him for a while, making sure that he was telling the truth.
"What are the characteristics of the figure? Is he tall or short? Fat or thin? Are there any distinctive features?"
The young man lowered his eyes and said, "I only saw it once, I didn't see it clearly."
"It seems that you really don't want this tongue anymore." Shang Wan narrowed his eyes slightly, and while the young man's lips and teeth were not closed yet, he stabbed in with the tip of the dagger.
The young man's pupils constricted with fear, and just as he was about to shout, his tongue was pressed against by a cold, hard object.
Shang Wan was very sensible. Even though the dagger had touched the young man's lips and tongue, it did not cause any wound.
The young man tried to open his eyes wide and looked at Shang Wan pleadingly.
"Three times is the limit. Next time, this dagger will cut off your head." Shang Wan gently turned the dagger, scaring the young man so much that he opened his mouth wide, so stiff that he didn't even dare to move his eyes.
After pulling out the dagger, Shang Wan grabbed the young man's clothes and wiped the saliva off it.
The young man swallowed his saliva with his Adam's apple rolling, and said in a hoarse voice: "He is not tall or thin, but there is a piece missing from his left ear."
"What's missing?"
The young man wanted to raise his hands to signal, but his hands were tied behind his back and he couldn't move at all.
Shang Wan took the clean dagger and probed his left ear, starting from the tip of the ear. "Here?"
"No, go down."
"Here?" The dagger came to the middle of the earlobe.
"Yes." The young man answered while nervously watching Shang Wan's movements, fearing that Shang Wan would accidentally cut off his ear.
Shang Wan has no such plan for the time being.
"Since you are not the murderer, why are you hiding?"
As the dagger left, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing Shang Wan's methods, he dared not continue to hide it, and said honestly: "I was afraid that the murderer would come back to find me, so I wanted to find a place to hide first and come out after the officers and soldiers finished searching."
"Are you stupid?" Shang Wan looked at him speechlessly. "Others are not hiding, but you are. You are trying to cover up your mistake. Why don't you tell others that you have a problem?"
The young man was stunned. Is that so?
Shang Wan continued to ask: "Why didn't you tell the officers and soldiers that you saw the murderer?"
"I didn't see it clearly, and no one testified for me. I was worried that they would mistake me for the murderer."
This reason makes sense.
Shang Wan said: "One last question, what are you responsible for in the caravan?"
"Accounting." The young man replied, "I am responsible for the accounts of the caravan. The boss wants to sell the caravan and ordered me to take care of the accounts. I was tired of doing the accounts and went out for a walk. Unexpectedly, I saw a figure flashing out of the house."
There was fear in the young man's eyes, "I'm worried that he has seen me and will come back to kill me."
The girls looked at each other in bewilderment. If they were in the young man's situation, they would probably find a place to hide or just run away. Nothing is more important than life.
"Help me." Shang Wan put his hand on the young man's shoulder with a sweet and friendly smile.
youth:"???"