Chapter 1108 - His Highness Teases Helian Weiwei (2/2)

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This case seemed to be more complicated than she had imagined.

However, there was one thing that wouldn’t change. The murderer must be very hostile towards her now.

He wanted to use the idea of a ghost to cover up the crimes he had committed.

But she had been the only one who noticed the problem.

That person must want to find an opportunity to get rid of her.

Helian Weiwei smiled faintly, if that was the case…

That university student called Xiaoqing seemed to hate her very much.

Helian Weiwei looked at the cut wires in front of her and was deep in thought. She did not immediately come to a conclusion. Instead, she took out her phone and took a photo of the main switch.

Baili Jiajue was standing behind her, holding a pure black umbrella in his hand, just like a perfect demon butler.

Helian Weiwei took the photo and planned to bring a certain highness in. She did not expect to see Jing Zifeng standing outside the bathroom and muttering something to himself.

“What’s wrong?” Helian Weiwei walked to him.

The youth didn’t even use an umbrella, his hand was still wrapped in a black bandage. “It’s a bit strange.”

“Tell me about it.” Jing Zifeng was the only one who spoke sense now.

The youth didn’t care that he was caught in the rain and his handsome face was still dripping with water. “I can’t find the body.”

“Hmm?” Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows.

The small s.h.i.+kigami peeked out from her sleeve and interrupted, “If someone dies, young master can immediately locate them!”

“I can only locate that monk.” The youth finally remembered that he hadn’t brought his s.h.i.+kigami along with him, and he rather roughly stuffed these fellows back into his own jacket.

Jing Zifeng was very quiet. He had only recently come out from training in the mountain and wasn’t able to communicate well with others. He was still wondering if the other party couldn’t understand his words.

But he didn’t have to worry after Helian Weiwei asked in return, “In other words, besides Master Wufan, n.o.body else has died. The murderer didn’t kill the person who was dragged away.”

“Uh huh.” Jing Zifeng nodded, and then looked towards Baili Jiajue without concealing his hostility.

Helian Weiwei naturally also noticed the youth’s gaze, and smiled faintly as she said, “Don’t worry, he won’t kill anyone in front of me.”

“What is he?” Jing Zifeng was somewhat annoyed that he couldn’t see through the other party’s true ident.i.ty.

Helian Weiwei didn’t say anything. She could see that this youth was pretty formidable, but she didn’t want a certain highness to make another enemy. Even though she got along well with this young boy, as an overbearing CEO, it was more important to protect her significant other!

“I can’t say.” Helian Weiwei’s tone was very indifferent.

The fourteen-year-old Jing Zifeng frowned. “Why?” He thought that they were at a point where they could tell each other things. This was the first time he actually wanted to make friends with the people outside of the mountain.

“Because I’m an overbearing CEO.” Helian Weiwei very coolly threw a reason to the youth.

Jing Zifeng very much wanted to pull Helian Weiwei back and ask her how these two things were related!

Was she bullying him for just coming down from the mountains and not knowing the rules around here? He was certain that all overbearing CEOs were men!

However, the youth didn’t continue asking Helian Weiwei about this.

Because he had a faster way of finding out.

“All of you, come out.” After the youth walked into the villa, he began to shake his clothes.

The paper s.h.i.+kigami poked their little heads out.

The youth lowered his eyes. “What is that man?” These s.h.i.+kigami had been given to him by his master. They had been by his side for thousands of years, so it was impossible for them not to know exactly what Baili Jiajue was.

But the strange thing was that these s.h.i.+kigami began to look at each other, and then they began to shrink back. They were just going to play dead!

Jing Zifeng began to shake his clothes again, but this time, no matter how hard he tried, the little paper men didn’t want to come out. Even when he threatened to soak them in the rain, they only trembled for a moment and didn’t say anything else.

The youth frowned. What was going on?