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"Qi Fangyu doesn't seem to be back yet. What are we going to do at his house?"
Wei Jiawei frowned, looking puzzled as he followed Xiao Ying to the door of Apartment 605, unable to hold back his question. His steps halted as he spoke.
"Waiting for a rabbit to come by, do you understand?"
Xiao Ying replied, narrowing her eyes slightly as she scrutinized the door of the Qi Family. The lock and surrounding area appeared intact, with no signs of having been tampered with.
She pondered silently. If what Xi Yue saw was indeed the Qi Family, then both the murderer and the victim must have been people who could come and go freely, even without a key—likely someone well-acquainted with the owner.
Qi Fangyu, his yet-to-be-seen wife; Fan Wei; and that unknown woman—what connection could there be among them?
Were there any other key individuals involved? And who exactly was the victim?
"Who are you? What are you doing standing at my door?" A woman's voice rang out clearly from behind them.
Xiao Ying and Wei Jiawei quickly turned to look in the direction of the voice, spotting a short-haired woman pulling a suitcase. Dressed in a gray suit, she was tall and slender, with a natural face devoid of makeup or embellishments, exuding an air of competence and subtle elegance.
"Are you the lady of this house? Qi Fangyu's wife?" Upon hearing the woman's words, Xiao Ying reacted swiftly and almost instantly asked.
The woman nodded in confusion, stepping closer to the door and sizing up Xiao Ying and Wei Jiawei. "Do you know Fangyu? Are you here to see him?"
"Yes, that's right. He agreed yesterday to let me view his artwork, so my friend and I came by today for a visit, but it seems he isn't home."
Xiao Ying stared intently at Qi Fangyu's Wife, her azure eyes sparkling with earnestness. "Can we go in and wait for him for a while?"
Qi Fangyu's Wife glanced at the two of them, hesitated for a moment, then took out her keys and opened the door. "Come in."
"Thank you." Xiao Ying beamed, revealing a set of pearly white teeth as she pulled Wei Jiawei along, following behind Fang's wife into the house.
As soon as they entered, the large dog that Xiao Ying had seen earlier bounded over joyfully, affectionately rubbing against Qi Fangyu's Wife's pant leg.
She smiled slightly, bent down, and whispered a few words before gently leading the dog into another room.
After ushering Xiao Ying and Wei Jiawei inside, Qi Fangyu's Wife seemed disinterested in her husband's acquaintances. Instead, she opened her suitcase and began to meticulously organize her belongings.
Xiao Ying sat nearby, her eyes fixed on every move the woman made, her mind racing with thoughts that never ceased.
Her presence indicated that the deceased was not Qi Fangyu's Wife; this increased the likelihood that it could be Fan Wei.
However, it was unclear whether Qi Fangyu's Wife was truly as oblivious as she appeared after just returning home. If that were the case, she should be completely unaware of everything happening around her.
With this in mind, Xiao Ying subtly probed, "Did you just return from a business trip? May I ask how to address you?"
Lin Hui paused momentarily in her task but quickly resumed organizing without looking up. "My name is Lin Hui. I just got off the plane today. Why?"
Xiao Ying shook her head with a smile. "I was just asking; I didn't see you when I came yesterday."
Lin Hui paused her actions and stood up, a slight frown creasing her brow, her tone laced with annoyance. "Don't call me Mrs. Lin; just call me Lin Hui."
Xiao Ying's blue eyes flickered with contemplation, yet she displayed no further emotional turbulence. Her gaze shifted back to the large portrait of the Red-Dressed Woman on the wall. Suddenly inspired, she continued to steer the conversation. "When I came here yesterday, I saw that painting; it's so beautiful and incredibly well done."
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