Chapter 275 - 174: Despicable Characters
Ran Yan had tried every method to recover her damaged vocal cords. Although it was impossible to return to the original state, speaking should not be a problem. Ge Lan’s inability to make a sound might be due to a psychological barrier.
They could only stimulate her unconscious vocalization. However, Ran Yan also felt somewhat vexed; Ge Lan’s composure was infuriating. No matter how Wan Lu tried to scare her, the result only elicited a faint glance.
Helpless, they had to put this matter aside for the time being.
After taking her medicine, Ran Yan lay down on the couch to contemplate the case. Zhuang Yin was arrested, yet another person had died. Was it his accomplice who committed the crime? Was there another murderer? Did Luo Ling really have a motive to kill?
According to Xiao Song, when the several criminals died, there was no proof of her whereabouts. If they could establish her motive for murder, then she was very likely the murderer...
These were all secondary issues. What puzzled Ran Yan was why Wang Si, who lived in Luoyang, would appear here? Also, Feng Zhao, who had no reason to be here would not run to the western city forest in the middle of the night for no reason.
The rain outside the window grew heavier, and all sounds between heaven and earth were drowned out by the downpour.
At the end of the hour of the Dog, the County Government was brightly lit.
Xiao Song had returned to the governmental office from the crime scene, changed his clothes, and sat drinking tea in the small eastern room, his ink-black hair casually tied back with a silk belt and the tips still dripping with water.
The steamy mist veiled his facial features, making it impossible to discern his expression.
Zhuang Yin, sitting across from him, had fine beads of sweat on his forehead and was secretly alarmed. If he hadn’t known that this man was only twenty-six years old, Zhuang Yin might have thought he was just an old hand at the bureaucratic game who merely maintained his appearance well. Xiao Song’s casual questions, which seemed simple at a glance, were now perceived as striking straight to the heart of the matter.