My wife is not a demon

Chen Mu thought to himself, and searched the house carefully again, but found no other abnormalities.

He returned to Master Bu and asked, "When you were making out with Lan Xiaoxiang last night, did you notice anything unusual about her?"

"No, it's normal."

"Did she say anything strange?"

"This..." Mr. Bu frowned and thought carefully for a long time before speaking slowly. "I didn't pay much attention. It seemed that I cursed a few words, such as 'hypocrite'. I didn't pay attention to it at the time. After all, you understand in that situation."

hypocrite……

Chen Mu took out a small notebook and wrote down this sentence.

Then he asked others, but found no useful clues.

No one saw anyone entering Lan Xiaoxiang's house, and no one heard anything, everything seemed normal.

If it wasn't for Mr. Bu's fingers, Chen Mu would have suspected that this guy was the real murderer.

"Whose piano is it?"

Chen Mu's eyes fell on Guqin on the wooden table beside the screen and asked.

The whole body of the piano is black, with rounded ends, and the end of the piano is inlaid with hardwood "dragon gum" engraved with shallow grooves for strings. The material and shape are of top grade.

A woman from the Jiaofang Division should not have such a top-grade guqin.

"That's Mr. Xueyi's piano."

A woman with clear eyebrows and a slender figure said.

Chen Mu showed doubts.

Mr. Ruan said in a low voice: "Do you still remember the Mr. Linghu I introduced to you last night? He once married the 'Xueyan Shuangshu' from Jiyuelou, and the "Xue" in it refers to Miss Xueyi."

It was him.

The handsome and friendly middle-aged man appeared in Chen Mu's mind.

"Miss Xueyi's piano skills are not as good as Xue Caiqing's, but she is quite brilliant. Ever since she left Jiyue Tower, she has been teaching others and is known as Mister."

Mr Nguyen added.

The slender woman said: "A few days ago, Mr. Xueyi came to us to teach art, and Lan Xiaoxiang even wanted to worship her as his master. Although he failed, Mr. Xueyi still taught her piano for a few days, My favorite violin stays here."

It sounds like this girl Xueyi has a pretty good personality.

Another woman wondered: "It's strange to say that Lan Xiaoxiang said yesterday that he was going to deliver the piano, but why hasn't he delivered it yet?"

Chen Mu looked at the guqin on the table and picked it up.

It's not very heavy.

"Did Miss Xueyi come here yesterday?"

"No."

"Has her husband Mr. Linghu been here before?"

"That's not true." The beautiful woman said. "However, before Mr. Linghu got married, he came occasionally."

Mr. Ruan said with a smile: "That guy Linghu used to be very flirtatious, but he has become a good man since he got married, and he doesn't go out for flirting. He is a standard good husband."

Hearing these words, Chen Mu's cheeks felt hot.

Although I don't know why my face is hot.

"Okay, I'll send this Qin over there." Chen Mu said, holding the Guqin in his arms. "First find a coffin and put people in it."

When leaving Jiaofangsi, a girl's voice came from behind.

"grown ups……"

A timid soft call pulled Chen Mu out of his thoughts of thinking about the case.

Chen Mu turned around.

In front of me was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Holding a wrinkled rag tightly in his hand, he was looking at him anxiously.

The girl's skin is a bit dark, but her facial features are pretty delicate.

If she matures a bit more, she will probably transform into a small class figure in later generations.

"What's wrong?" Chen Mu asked.

Judging from the girl's dress and temperament, she should be a servant girl of the Jiaofang Division.

She looked a little shy, but she still summoned up her courage and said, "I... When I woke up last night, I seemed to hear some movement in Sister Lan's room."

Chen Mu's gaze moved, and he walked up to the girl and asked softly, "What's going on?"

Perhaps it was because she was not used to being in close contact with the man, her face flushed a little, and she took two steps back before timidly saying, "Eat."

"Eat?"

"Yeah." The girl nodded her head and said. "It seemed to be the sound of gnawing corn. I didn't care too much at the time."

The sound of gnawing corn...

Chen Mu fell into deep thought, and took out a small notebook to record it down.

"Anything else?"

"No more." The girl shook her head vigorously.

"Okay, thank you."

Chen Mu smiled and patted the girl's head. Seeing that the girl was not very pretty, but had cheeks like jade, she suddenly felt moved and asked. "May I have your name."

"How sweet."

"Which crime officer's daughter are you?"

"..."

Seeing the girl's silence, Chen Mu said, "Then I won't ask any more, take good care of myself, and I'll bring a friend over when I'm free in a few days, I guess he'd be happy to be your friend."