The deeper you go, the more enchanted (thanks to me for gifting diamonds in High Castle)

  Gao Cheng spoke in a calm tone, telling a story about how evil thoughts grew in people's hearts. Those things all happened in the past, but he seemed to have witnessed them personally. Super fast and stable updates, this article was first published by... When I heard this, I already understood that the person who truly abused Wu Bingbing was not Wu Yan, but his wife Yu Xiuping. And Qin Yali saw and heard secrets that didn't stop there.

  "So that evening, you saw the injuries on Wu Bingbing's body and mistakenly thought that Wu Yan had beaten her?"

  Gao Cheng's mouth curled up in a mocking arc: "You think I'm such an idiot, and I've got nothing better to do after eating my fill?"

  My heart sank: "Isn't it just Xiu Ping bullying girls, but also Wu Yan like this?" This little girl is really too pitiful. Gao Cheng hummed: "Can't you see Wu Yan's motive so clearly?"

  "You mean... he did it on purpose?"

  "Otherwise? Such an obvious thing, I have to explain it too?" Gao Cheng started that impatient tone again.

  But I still asked suspiciously, "Does Wu Yan want to take the blame for child abuse on himself?" The high and distant gaze was not right. This road is not feasible, so I had to change my mind: "Can the tragic event be attributed to Qin Ya Li's affair?"

  "That's giving her too much credit, at most it can only be considered a catalyst. Moreover," Gao Cheng paused for a moment, "it was also well-designed."

  I suddenly opened my eyes wide and said, "You mean..."

  I wish I could crack open his skull and take a look at the structure inside. But even if I did, it would be useless, as many things still need to be explained by him in person. Because usually his thinking is so fragmented, making it hard for me to keep up.

  I had never ventured into this field of reasoning before, even when I was creating illustrations for some published books and came into contact with this type of reasoning story. At that time, it was just a cursory glance, grasping some character details to assist me in painting. Now, however, I am personally involved in the murder case, surrounded by layers of mystery. When I break through one layer of clouds and see the blue sky, I want to disperse all the obstructing clouds and fog.

  The deeper you go, the more enchanted you become!

  The person I've been thinking about in my heart, with a tired expression, leaned back against the chair, his eyelashes lowered to cover his black pupils. In this silent moment, he remained still in this posture, as if he had fallen asleep. Even though I still had unresolved doubts, I didn't dare ask again.

  Reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone to check the time, he couldn't help but be shocked, it was already so late, past twelve o'clock.

  Hurriedly getting up, my gaze fell on the cups and plates on the table for a moment before I took action to put them away in the kitchen. When I came out again, I was stunned - the wheelchair lay overturned on the ground, its wheels still spinning, but High Castle was nowhere to be seen. I looked around frantically, discovering that the front door was wide open. Without thinking, I rushed out of the door, only to find the corridor empty. I went to check the elevator floor display and found it stuck on the fifth floor. Just as I was about to take a step forward, I suddenly turned back.

  No, I was only in the kitchen for a moment and didn't hear any noise from outside. The wheelchair falling to the ground would have made quite a loud sound. What could be so urgent that Gao Cheng would rush out like that?

  He walked back inside the door, hesitated for a moment and then called out loudly: "Gao Cheng?"

  No one answered, it was so quiet that even a needle dropping on the ground could be heard. Staring at the wheelchair lying horizontally on the ground with its wheels already stopped moving, my originally slightly surprised heart became uneasy. The layout of his house is different from mine, relatively speaking, it's much bigger than mine, so the living room seems empty, except for the kitchen, there are four doors, which are all closed, and they are all part of the same series of red wooden doors, I have no way to measure whether what's behind each door is a bedroom or a bathroom.