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Pei Qingcheng was wronged.

Clearly, it was Yu Qingqing who followed her, but she did not say that she was Yu ziyue. She just admitted that she was wrong.

Pei Qingcheng squatted down and took out a paper towel from her bag and handed it to her. She said with a light smile, "Miss Yu, how come you are a sister who is more afraid than me, the murderer?"

as like as two peas, she did not take the paper towel from pee's hands and stared at her with hatred. "You face is exactly the same as my sister!"

"Do you think your face is not like her? Why am I not afraid?"

From the beginning to the end, when Yu Qingqing appeared in the studio, she did not have the slightest fear.

Even if it was yuziyue, she would like to ask her, what did she see that day that would cause her heart attack?

"Ah." Pei Qingcheng sighed: "it's not your sister. I'm really sorry. I want to talk to her."

"Pei Qingcheng," Yu ziyue held the door several times, but she couldn't stand steadily. Pei Qingcheng gave her a funny hand.

"Pei Qingcheng, don't be complacent. You are two people. If you are one person, you will not be afraid?" She calmed down a little and said a little more coherently.

"Is it?" Pei Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked behind her: "Oh, Miss Yu is here!"

"Ah! What... "Yu Qingqing screamed in surprise. The scream broke through the sky, and quickly hid behind her and Wendy, shaking their arms.

Pei Qingcheng jokingly pointed to the place she had just seen: "Miss Yu, what are you afraid of? Now the three of us, aren't you still scared? "

Yu Qingqing lowered her head and did not dare to raise her head. She was really afraid, and the fear rose from the bottom of her heart.

If we say that Pei Qingcheng suddenly appeared in the dark and uninhabited environment just now, it is not unreasonable for Yu Qingqing to be afraid.

But just now, the three of them, she was so scared, what does it mean?

Wendy said coolly, "if you don't feel guilty, you're not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door. I don't know what Miss Yu has done. I'm afraid it will be like this."

"Don't mention that word, don't mention that word!" She buried her face in Pei Qingcheng's clothes and did not dare to open her eyes.

If you scare her again, you're going to pee.

Pei Qingcheng and Wendy look at each other. They haven't finished their purpose of coming today, so they don't bother to pester her again.

Pushing aside Yu Qingqing, Pei Qingcheng looked at her impatiently: "I'm so frank in my heart. Why are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Don't mention that word again!" Yu Qingqing screamed.

Pei Qingcheng sneered: "follow us in and do what? Do you still want to stay here to see my face? Are you afraid to see it at night? "

"What are you doing here?"

"What's your business?"

"Then go out!" She came forward shaking the cord, trying to reach her arm: "let's go."

No wonder she didn't go. She didn't dare to go out again.

I think I was scared to death just now.

Wendy blocked her hand and said, "we're not going now."

"Why?" She looked at them stupidly: "want to spend the night here?"

"Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng has many comfortable rooms. Why not

"You are insane She looked at Pei Qingcheng and Wendy like a Madman: "there is no electricity or water here. It's an empty city. What do you do here?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Lazy to talk to her, Pei Qingcheng and Wendy turn back to the studio.

Yu Qingqing followed them, looking back at the door from time to time, for fear that something might suddenly appear.

However, she stood in the room full of portraits, as if not so afraid.

She is not afraid of the countless faces of yuziyue?

Wendy finished the studio and went into the warehouse where they had been hiding. "What's this place?"

Pei Qingcheng followed him in and said, "I haven't come in here either. It seems that ye is tired of painting. The discarded paintings are all piled up here."

"Is it?" Wendy looked up at the stacks of paper on the shelf and exclaimed, "he's painted a lot."

There are portraits and landscapes.

The portraits are basically Yu ziyue or Pei Qingcheng.

Wendy looked very carefully. Yu Qingqing looked around and urged them: "let's go. It's a musty smell here."

"Don't make any noise." Wendy turned her head and looked at her. Suddenly she found something. She waved to Pei Qingcheng in a hurry: "Qingcheng, come to see it!"

"Eh?" Pei Qingcheng walked over and Wendy pointed to the neck of the man in the painting: "you see, there are no moles on it."

Pei Qingcheng looked at it carefully and found that there was no such thing.

Wendy looked at Pei Qingcheng thoughtfully for a moment, then put her mobile phone into Pei Qingcheng: "you can help me to take care of it, and I'll see the others."

She climbed onto the easel, then held down a pile of paintings and put them on the ground to see one by one."Qingcheng, you see." Wendy's voice trembled with excitement and pointed to the necks of the paintings: "there are no moles in these paintings!"

Indeed, Pei Qingcheng tried to think about it, but didn't think of the reason.

Yu Qingqing is anxious to turn around, the voice is all erratic: "go, please, these moldy waste paper have what good-looking?"

Wendy took some pictures and rolled them up. She stood up and said to Pei Qingcheng, "let's go."

Yu Qingqing likes to follow them out of sight. She holds on to Wendy's skirt tightly. Wendy doesn't shake her hand off several times.

"If I don't have the guts, I'll follow you." Wendy sneered, and several people soon walked out of Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng.

Standing at the gate, I felt that Yu Qingqing had a long sigh of relief. When she opened her mouth again, she recovered the soft and coquettish viciousness of the past: "a fugitive can only show up at night?"

"It's not just fugitives who show up at night, but also." Pei Qingcheng lowered his voice: "ghost."

Although it was at the gate, when Pei Qingcheng read out the word, Yu Qingqing was scared out of her wits and jumped to their side.

Pei Qingcheng and Wendy got into their car laughing and left in front of her.

Pei Qingcheng saw from the mirror that Yu Qingqing almost shot into the car parked on the road like a shell.

Inexplicably happy mood, especially to see Yu Qingqing scared to death.

Lou Yu Lou also told her a few days ago that Yu Qingqing had great suspicion. At that time, Pei Qingcheng was still suspicious.

But after watching Yu Qingqing's performance today, she felt that the truth of the matter was coming out.

If yu Qingqing did it, then human nature is really terrible.

"This Yu Qing is really suspicious." Wendy said to Pei Qingcheng as she drove.

"Her fear betrayed herself." Pei Qingcheng if thoughtful: "everything is only bad evidence."

"If you just continued to pretend to be yuziyue, could you frighten her into telling the story of her killing Yu ziyue?"

Pei Qingcheng was stunned for a moment and laughed: "do you think you are looking at Bao Qingtian? Didn't you see the way she was scared out of order? "

Back home, fortunately Lou Yu Lou has not come back, I don't know they went out.

Ruruan sleeps soundly in aunt Yan's arms. Pei Qingcheng doesn't disturb them and goes to Wendy's room to sleep.

After washing, she sat at the dresser, blowing her hair, and Wendy was lying on the table studying the portrait.

"Are you going to see it all night?" Her hair was half dry and Wendy wasn't ready to take a shower.

"Qing Cheng," she pointed to the two paintings on the table, biting the penholder. "This one is a waste painting in the warehouse, and this blessing is on the easel in the studio."

Pei Qingcheng walked over and leaned over and looked attentively: "well, what's the matter?"

"What's the difference?"

"One with moles, one without moles."

"There are no moles in the storeroom, but there are moles in the studio. Except for the moles, the expression and eyes are the same. Therefore, the painting must be a person."

Pei Qingcheng knew what she meant: "maybe, it's too late for the abandoned paintings to point out the black moles?"

"Do you think that a painter will ignore such a prominent feature? What's more, just now I noticed that the moles on the easel outside are in different places, some on the left and some on the right, and they are very rough

Wendy pointed to the black mole on the painting: "don't you think this is a black spot? Ye's painstaking painter is so delicate that he can't just have a black spot here."

"What do you want to say?"

"This black spot was deliberately lit up by someone later in order to make you misunderstand."

Looking at the people in the picture on the table, the more I look at the black mole, the more perfunctory and scribbled I feel. It really looks like the one randomly ordered later.

I don't rule out the possibility of Wendy's saying, but is it done?

"There are only two people, Yu ziyue and Yu Qingqing." Said Wendy.

It's not hard to guess that they are the only ones who have motives.

I remember that Yu ziyue wrote an invitation card by herself before she died. She lied that she was going to marry Ye Jue. She had a criminal record, but she was already dead. She died without proof.

As for Yu Qingqing, she has always been mean, and it's no surprise that she did such a thing.

Seeing that Pei Qingcheng had been staring at the painting, Wendy patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "it's very easy to know the truth. You can ask Ye tired who is the person he painted?"

Pei Qingcheng pulled the corners of his lips and pulled out a smile that was not sincere: "suddenly I felt that it was not important who he drew in the end."

"Do you think it doesn't matter, or do you dare not ask?" Wendy tilted her head and stared at Pei Qingcheng's eyes: "do you want me to ask for you?"

"Eight trigrams." Pei Qingcheng inclined her one eye, put away the painting on the table, pushed her to the bathroom door: "go to take a bath, a body of spider web silk.""I'm really curious if yu Qingqing can sleep tonight and be scared like that at night."

"I must not be able to sleep." Pei Qingcheng pursed his lips and laughed: "think of her just like, see me really with the devil."

"She has a ghost in her heart."

Pei Qingcheng's heart is open and clear. Even when he sees Yu Qingqing in the dark dream of Zhuangsheng, he doesn't feel terrible.

She just thinks it's Yu Qingqing, not someone else.

It was Yu Qingqing, who clearly followed them, but regarded Pei Qingcheng as Yu ziyue. It was not that there was a ghost in his heart.

Ye's family is as quiet as ever.

Ye's old lady is very old and goes to sleep early, so her home is quiet at night.

Yu Qingqing stumbles home, and sister Hua is just about to finish cleaning up and go to bed.

Seeing Yu Qingqing's pale face, sister Hua wanted to ask, but she refrained.

"Hello." Yu Qingqing called for sister Hua with a white face. She was very upset. As a result, the servant didn't dump her at all. She was even more angry: "can't you see people in your eyes?"

"Little grandma." Sister Hua called out reluctantly.

"Give me the bath water. Do you have wormwood at home? Go to hell. "

"No wormwood."

"What about pomelo leaves?"

"No grapefruit leaves."

"Why nothing?" Yu Qingqing said in a loud voice: "why do you ask three don't know?"

"Little grandma, what do you want that for?" Flower elder sister can't help but ask, look at her face, still really like to see a ghost.

"You, what do you say?" Yu Qingqing's screams resound in the quiet mansion.

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