Chapter 39 chapter Five

It was one o'clock in the morning, and most of the women in the store had gone home. In the store where half of the lights had been turned off, people who knew about the incident were sitting around Qiuhua, each sitting in a suitable seat.The four people who hate Qiue, Amin, Hongzi, Yuka, the proprietress, and the bartenders, A Shao, Takato, and Junping——Qiue looked around triumphantly and was enthusiastic about the guests a quarter of an hour ago, but now Twelve people whose faces were covered with a different indifference and silence from just now. "I invited everyone here because I would be unwilling to force the murderer to confess in front of everyone. That's why I gathered everyone here. Ah Ming, confess your guilt! The person who attacked me was you..."

Qiu Hui's words were as fierce and forceful as her gaze, A Ming's face was pale, his lips trembled, and he could only whisper "It's not me...". "What are you talking about? Although it was dark and you couldn't see your face clearly, the smell of perfume couldn't hide it from me. When I was raided, I could clearly smell the Scandi perfume on your body..." Qiu Hui kept everyone here just to say this sentence!These words were hidden in Qiue's meaningful smile. Surprisingly, the person who answered the smug questioner turned out to be the laughter of the proprietress.

"Fool, Qiue, the perfume you smell is your own! Don't you also wear Scandi perfume?" "But--" "The person who attacked you didn't wear perfume! That's why you mistook the perfume on your body for the murderer's smell-so you understand? The murderer doesn't wear perfume, and you know that, in this shop There is only one person who doesn’t wear perfume.” The proprietress stared at Qiu Hui with eyes like hunting prey, and then slowly added: "It's me!" She took out a knife from the beaded handbag and threw it at Qiuhui.There was black blood clotted on the knife.

"You know the reason—because Hajima empathized with you, so I hold a grudge." "Madam Boss—it's you..." Qiue suppressed her anger and finally spoke. She reached into her chest with a hand trembling with anger, took out the money that the proprietress gave her in the lounge, and threw it at her with all her strength.The banknotes hit the proprietress on the forehead and fell to the ground one after another.The proprietress remained motionless, so calm that she was almost expressionless.Compared with Qiu Hui who was trembling all over, she was two or three times calmer, and a smile even appeared on her face.

"Didn't I say that I couldn't be at ease without this money as an apology? That's why I gave you this money. I'm sorry to hurt you—how? Are you relieved now?" Just when the ball was about to yell.Ah Shao, who was sitting next to Junping, said: "No, not the lady boss." "Miss proprietress, I'm sorry. I overheard you in the dressing room just now saying to A Ming: 'I will be responsible for the crime, you just have to pretend you don't know anything.'... So, the proprietress is the scapegoat!" Jun Ping recalled that Shao Zi had a different expression when he came back from going to touch up his makeup, and his tone showed that he was sure that the boss lady was definitely not the murderer.

"Ah Shao, what nonsense are you talking about?" the proprietress called, and Qiu Hui's eyes turned to look at the proprietress and A Ming. "What the hell is going on?" "It's just that Ah Shao lied!" The boss lady's calmness and calmness collapsed, and she said quickly in a disorganized voice, "Qiu Hui, I am the one who attacked you! I am not a scapegoat. Lamb." "Yes!" This time it was Junping who spoke. "The proprietress was not wronged. The person who attacked Qiue was indeed the proprietress—the only real victim in this incident is Qiue you!"

Do you not understand the meaning of Junping's words?Everyone, including Qiu Hui, focused their attention on him.Although he felt the sight of the visitor pricking like a needle, Junping still continued with his unfinished business. "There is the term 'unjust crime'. It means blaming others—if, on the contrary, being victimized by others is called 'injustice', this incident is exactly that. Qiue, are you Designed by real victims to become victims." Jun Ping's gaze shifted from Qiu Hui to the proprietress, and asked, "Can you roll up your left sleeve so I can see your left wrist?" The proprietress' face turned extremely pale in an instant.