Liu Mian wanted to open up the snake to see if there was anything inside, but the middle required a small screwdriver to open.
Liu Mian shook it softly, feeling something inside. She was dying of curiosity but couldn’t find a screwdriver, and so had no choice but put it aside.
Liu Mian continued to open the presents. Most were expensive, and Mu Rulan’s was the cheapest among them all. Initially Liu Mian was considering helping Mu Rulan by saying nice things for her in front of Huo Yalan, but now… hmph!
Mu Rulan was sitting in front of her desk, studying. She was looking at medical books for first-year university students. It started with the basics and slowly progressed to the more professional details. Mu Rulan would at times hit a wall, unable to comprehend it fully.
She used the internet to get more information. When she couldn’t find answers there, she had no choice but to search for professionals who worked at the school or hospital to question. That was what she had been doing.
But an idea struck her. At Liu Silan, she remembered seeing a few medical books alongside the psychology books in Mo Qianren’s office.
So she brought out her phone and gave him a call. Translated by The Novelst
Usually at this time of night, Mo Qianren was already in bed, since he typically slept early. But he was so sharp that he opened his eyes the moment his phone vibrated.
He grabbed his phone and picked it up after a glance at the display.
“Qianren, are you sleeping?” Her soft voice sounded intimately in his ear.
“No,” he said, laying on his bed and rubbing between his brows.
“Then I have a medical question. Can you help?”
“A study conducted in the US showed that the plumper a woman’s breasts were, the smarter she was. Females with plumper breasts had on average ten IQ points higher than the ordinary woman. Why is this? Is a woman’s brain connected to her breast size? But I heard before that you can’t sell the cow and drink the milk.”
“…” On the other end of the line, Mo Qianren was silent for a few seconds. “Why are you not sleeping at this time of night and researching that kind of thing instead?”
“Because this is a serious question, ya,” Mu Rulan answered seriously, but Mo Qianren heard a hint of a smile in her voice.
Mo Qianren remained silent for a bit, “Fine, then let us have a bit more beneficial question and answer.”
“Hm?” Mu Rulan seemed excited.
“When you killed two people, you had something on your hand – that’s why you didn’t leave any fingerprints on the weapon, right?”
The corner of Mu Rulan’s mouth lifted. “That’s right ya.”
That meant that it had probably been burnt already.
At that time, there was only a little bit of a fire in that warehouse. It must have been very thin and easy to burn, and even hard to notice with the naked eye once she had it on. Otherwise, Jin Biaohu and Huang Maozai wouldn’t have been so shocked to learn that Mu Rulan’s fingerprints weren’t on the knife.
“Was it a transparent plastic?” Mo Qianren asked after a bit of thought. That was his only theory for that kind of environment.
“Heh… Similar,” she chuckled softly. A slow smile crept onto her face, “It was a condom, ya.”
At that time other than the utility knife and a pen, there was a box of condoms in the car.
On the other end of the phone, he went silent. His eyes glazed over.
He had thought of all sorts of possibilities yet he had never thought of that! Putting condoms onto all ten of her fingers? Even though he knew that was a murder method, why did he find it so lewd?
Mo Qianren regained his senses, his eyes turning dark. Looking under the surface, it could be seen that Mu Rulan had planned this from the beginning.
When she prepared to murder them, she knew she had to hide her fingertips. She probably thought that Jin Biaohu would charge her with murder, so even as she nearly perished in the warehouse she still knew to take off the condoms and burn them.
Even in that kind of circumstance, she didn’t give up on the slight possibility that she would survive. There was an infinite number of possibilities and she took them all into account, just as she had calculated it all to this point, like she was setting out pieces on the chessboard, taking one step and looking a hundred steps into the future.
Maybe he was wrong. Mu Rulan’s brain wasn’t dumb; he could even say she could be compared to those psychos locked inside prison.
Mu Rulan’s voice sounded again, “I have another call. Qianren wait for a while, ya.”
She picked up the other call.
Mo Qianren looked at his phone, waiting for her instead of hanging up.
Uncle Bao was ringing.
He was looking suspiciously at Bai Suqing who stood before him, holding out the keys to Mu Rulan’s black villa.
Mu Rulan didn’t even allow Mu Rusen and Mu Rulin enter her home. Why would she suddenly let this stranger enter, and even with keys?
For safety reasons, Uncle Bao blocked Bai Suqing from entering and called Mu Rulan. When she picked up, he said, “Miss, there is a lady here named Bai Suqing saying that she wants to enter the house. This…”
The glass window reflected Mu Rulan’s serene face. “Ah, I’m the one who gave her those keys, Uncle Bao.”
He was surprised, “That means…” Translated by The Novelst
“It’s alright. If she wants to stay there, let her be.”
“Ah, yes,” Uncle Bao opened the iron gate for Bai Suqing. “You may enter, but please make sure not to touch anything in the house carelessly.”
Bai Suqing nodded tactfully. “I understand. Thank you, Uncle Bao.”
Bai Suqing entered the gate, a little annoyed inside. Wasn’t this just an old broken house? Don’t tell her there’s some sort of treasure here? Acting scared like she would break it, pfft!
Mu Rulan walked to her display, a smile creeping onto her face as she looked at the beautiful puppet dolls.
My dear little sister, you’re living inside Pandora’s house. Don’t carelessly open the door, or else you’ll get freaked out ya. Hehe…
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