461: Closing In

Closing In

Although they had brought the corpse here to cause trouble and let everyone see the charred body, as a 'wife', she had to let her 'husband' appear in front of the public with dignity. He couldn't appear naked.2

Hence, Zhu Yuhuan's problem now was that the male corpse was wearing clothes, and she had no idea what birthmarks were on his body. She couldn't just squat down and look for the birthmarks on his body in public.

Hence, after hearing Lin Yuelan's question, Zhu Yuhuan's eyes darted around. She immediately pointed at the other woman and retorted, "let her answer first, or she'll copy my answer."

Lin Yuelan had seen too many of these little tricks in movies from her previous life. It didn't matter who went first. She only wanted Zhu Yuhuan to give herself away.

Lin Yuelan nodded and asked the woman, "tell me what birthmarks or marks your husband has."

The woman said, "my husband has a black mole on his thigh." As she spoke, she shot an angry glare at Zhu Yuhuan, who claimed to be her husband's wife. The woman woke up after being scolded by Lin Yuelan. It was not the time for her to be dispirited. She had to find out the truth about her husband's death first. How could he be another woman's husband?

Without waiting for Lin Yuelan to speak, Zhu Yuhuan immediately said, "Bittch, how dare you seduce my husband? I'll beat you to death." as she spoke, she was about to rush over and beat the woman to death.

Lin Yuelan's mouth twitched.

'This woman is indeed a little smart. She reacted so quickly to reverse the black and immediately put herself in a very favorable situation.'

Lin Yuelan was standing between the two women. Although she was small, she was strong.

Just as Zhu Yuhuan was about to hit the woman, Lin Yuelan stopped her with one hand, rendering her unable to move.

Lin Yuelan threw the woman back to her original place and sharply shouted, "madam, why are you so anxious? I'm not done with my questions. After I'm done, you can get angry all you want. I won't stop you."

Zhu Yuhuan groaned in her heart. She had really underestimated this twelve-year-old young woman who was the manager of lin's medicine hall.

She didn't expect her tricks to fail. It seemed like she was going to be implicated. She had to find a way to escape as soon as possible. However, it seemed to be very difficult.

Lin Yuelan was too difficult to deal with.

Lin Yuelan didn't care about Zhu Yuhuan's inner turmoil. She asked Zhu Yuhuan the second question, "since this woman knows that this man has a mole on his thigh, then next question, can you tell me which leg your husband's mole is on? Left leg or right leg?"

How would she know? Zhu Yuhuan's heart was filled with anxiety again.

She wanted to repeat the same old trick. She pointed at the other woman and said, "Of course, I know that. But I'm testing this shameless bitch. Since you said that my husband is your man, tell me, which leg is my husband's mole on?"

As soon as she asked this question, some of the crowd around her immediately felt that something was wrong.

She kept deflecting the question.

When the woman heard Zhu Yuhuan's question, she answered reflexively, "his mole is ..."

"I'm asking you!" Lin Yuelan immediately cut off the woman and looked sharply at Zhu Yuhuan. "She has already answered the other question first. Now it's your turn!"

Zhu Yuhuan's face paled, and she was at a loss.

She couldn't answer at all.

Looking at Zhu Yuhuan's expression, the majority of the crowd began to understand.

Zhu Yuhuan simply couldn't answer.

"Could it be that that man really doesn't like her husband? Otherwise, how could she not know where the mole on her husband's leg is?"

"From the looks of it, it's really possible."

"So, everything she said before was a lie?"

"Who knows? What if this woman and that woman's husband are not the same?"

"You're right."

Someone who had just arrived shouted angrily, "What are you talking about? My sister-in-law is my brother's only wife. This woman must have impersonated my sister-in-law for some sinister reasons!"

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