The lead officer, upon hearing the accusations, was so rattled by the complexity of the case that cold sweat slicked his forehead. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to storm into the house and search every corner.
Naturally, Jiang Nan couldn’t stop them — and judging by her demeanor, she hadn’t even intended to. She merely gave a cool, almost taunting smile and said, "The police have gone in now. If they don’t find anything, what will you say then?"
Lin Miao, utterly convinced that this was where the case would finally crack wide open, didn’t flinch. She immediately made a dramatic wager. "If they find nothing," she declared, "I’ll kneel in front of the entire village and apologize to you!"
Standing among the gathered crowd, Gu Zi’s brow furrowed in deep concern. She had read the original story, she knew the general outline of events—and even she, despite all her knowledge, could only suspect that Jiang Nan was guilty.
There was no concrete proof. So why was Lin Miao so recklessly confident that there was evidence hidden here? And how did she know so many specific details about the crime? Simply attributing it to the so-called ’halo’ of a heroine was starting to feel woefully inadequate.
A daring, almost outrageous theory sprang into Gu Zi’s mind, but it was still too nebulous to confirm. It seemed she would have to find a chance to test Lin Miao—and soon.
She tightened her grip on Big Yellow’s leash and elbowed her way through the crowd, pushing closer to the front.
Just then, Lin Miao happened to glance back and caught sight of her. A flash of genuine surprise darted across Lin Miao’s eyes, followed almost instantly by a flicker of secret delight. It was as if she hadn’t expected Gu Zi to appear here at all—and that her presence somehow played directly into Lin Miao’s plans. Yet the exact nature of that glee remained a mystery to Gu Zi.
Almost immediately, another expression slid into place on Lin Miao’s face—a thin veneer of smugness. She sauntered over and greeted Gu Zi in an exaggeratedly casual tone.
"Gu Zi, you’re living here in the capital? In a place this remote?" she said, the corners of her mouth twitching upward with faux innocence.
Gu Zi smiled, radiating calm. "Yes, I’m living here. But you’re even more impressive. You don’t live here at all, yet you seem so well-versed in all the happenings of this place. The way you spoke just now, it almost sounded as though you watched Jiang Nan committing her crimes firsthand."
A subtle panic flickered in Lin Miao’s eyes, but she quickly masked it and replied breezily, "It’s just coincidence—I happened to overhear a few things. You know how it is. We educated types can’t stand seeing superstitions and nonsense causing unrest. But don’t worry, Gu Zi, you’ll see soon enough—the evidence will surface."
Her voice carried a note of pride. Today would be her triumph.
After all, Lin Miao wasn’t just here to solve a crime; she was here to make a name for herself. She had heard that Gong Zhan had recently been transferred to the capital, and had even written him a letter before arriving. Once Gong Zhan saw her success plastered all over the news, surely he would agree to meet her. This time, she would be the one outshining Gu Zi.
Gu Zi, for her part, wanted nothing more than for this convoluted case to be resolved quickly and cleanly. She had no desire to stir up trouble without solid proof.
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