The heroine has been with me for a hundred years

Chapter 123

Such a small nail is really a huge discovery for Jiang Yin.

She slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, took out a white handkerchief from her pocket, bent down and picked up the nail and pinched it in her hand.

Obviously, these are human nails, square and plump in shape, and there are even dried blood streaks and dots of flesh left on them.

"This is... Dong Che's nails." An He said softly, frowning tightly.

"Ah." Jiang Yin nodded, as a response to her.

"But there is a doubt." Immediately after she said this, she raised the fingernail in the direction of An He, motioning her to look down, "Li Mo, can you see it?"

"You mean these special water marks left on the nails?" An He finally came to such a conclusion after observing carefully for a while.

It was really strange, there were many weird water marks left on the front of the nails, An He couldn't see what kind of marks these were for a while, but he could roughly determine what kind of viscous liquid it might be.

"Yes." Jiang Yin smiled, and didn't say anything after that, but wrapped the nail in a handkerchief and stuffed it into her pocket.

"You..." An He was taken aback.

"Preserve the evidence." Jiang Yin snapped her fingers at her, "After all, there are still many doubts to investigate."

"Okay, okay." An He nodded, with an intriguing expression on his face.

Seeing her appearance, Jiang Yin couldn't help laughing, she shook her head, turned around and opened the refrigerator door again.

"Is there anything else you're looking for?" An He asked.

"Ingredients." Jiang Yin said, raising her eyebrows slightly, "Didn't you agree to cook?"

It turns out that this person can really cook.

Hearing what she said, An He felt a little surprised.

She thought that Jiang Yin's application to cook was just to find an excuse for Tan Tan. After all, Jiang Yin has always given her a cold and indifferent impression for so long. She looks completely different from ordinary people, just like She is like an elf who does not eat fireworks in the world, and everything in the world seems to have nothing to do with her.

But now hearing what she said, An He felt that she might also belong to the world.

With this in mind, An He leaned forward and took from Jiang Yin the ingredients she took out of the refrigerator.

"Help me wash the potatoes and cucumbers and other vegetables." Jiang Yin said, "Peel the skins for me later. Can all these be done?"

"Yes." An He nodded in response, feeling that this person underestimated him too much.

She sighed, took the vegetables and washed them one by one in the sink, then took out the skin scraper from the cabinet, and lowered her head to scrape the skin little by little.

During this period, Jiang Yin didn't move, she just stood there and looked at her with her hands folded, with an imperceptible smile on her lips.

She looked like an old mother who was relieved that her child had finally grown up.

What's wrong.

An He thought while peeling the skin.

Obviously they only met for the first time yesterday, but Jiang Yin acted as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Aren't you going to prepare something else?" An He was uncomfortable being stared at by her, so he raised his head and asked her while he was peeling.

"There's still plenty of time, isn't it?" Jiang Yin smiled, instead of looking away, she went directly to An He and squatted down, sticking her shoulder to shoulder, "Anyway, outside Those people don’t have anything to do, and it doesn’t matter what time they eat.”

It really makes sense.

An He couldn't think of anything to refute her for a while, so he just let her go.

But Jiang Yin didn't say anything after that, she just squatted quietly and looked at her.

It wasn't until An He finished peeling all the vegetables and handed them all back that she opened her mouth again.

It's about how are you doing these days.

"Huh?" Seeing her saying that, An He couldn't help being stunned, not quite understanding what she meant.

With the system not by her side, she had no place to ask, so she could only turn her little head to think alone.

Could it be that Jiang Yin knew the original owner of her body?

If this is the case, then it also explains why she wanted to sleep in the same room with herself when sharing rooms, why she only showed such a sincere smile to her alone, and why she had just After coming out of the bathroom, he hugged himself tightly.

Is it all because of Li Mo, not... because of her An He.

At the moment when he realized these things, an indescribable feeling suddenly rose in An He's heart.

Obviously she has only known Jiang Yin for a day, and she is not even considered a friend, let alone those more complicated emotions.

But she just felt uncomfortable, and she seemed to feel a little empty in her heart.

"Not bad." In the end, An He just said this.

"That's good." Jiang Yin nodded in response, and the smile in her eyes seemed to grow stronger.

Immediately afterwards, she didn't say anything more, but picked up the knife in her hand, lowered her head and quickly cut up the vegetables on the chopping board.

Her movements are very beautiful and neat. Those vegetables that are completely disobedient in An He's hands seem to be cast with a holding spell at this moment. kind of shape.

You're quite skilled in business, girl.

An He slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip.

……

Jiang Yin didn't take too long to cook this meal, and it was almost a little later when everything was finished.

But no one in the hall came to urge her, even though her chest was already hungry and her back was pressed against her back, she still lay motionless on the sofa and pretended to be dead.

Exactly five hours had passed since the discovery of Dong Che's body, enough to produce a lot of other emotions besides fear and tension.

Take, for example, suspicion.

At first they attributed this appalling case to Dong Che's suicide, and later attributed it to the crime committed by wild beasts, but now they have gradually evolved into doubting the people around them.

Although the wounds on Dong Che's body seemed to be torn off by wild beasts, the possibility of committing crimes with the help of tools is still not ruled out.

If this is the case, what was the reason for the murderer to kill Dong Che?

So the next turn, will it be me?

With such doubts in mind, almost everyone in the hall dared not act rashly. If they could weaken their sense of existence, they would try to weaken it as much as possible, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

So when An He served those delicious meals, what he saw was the muddled scene in front of him.

This made her suddenly feel a little dumbfounded.

"Dinner is ready." She said, raised her hand and clapped loudly, signaling for the group of people to come over, "Everyone, stop thinking about it, and let's talk about other things when you are full."

"Oh." Everyone responded, stood up reluctantly, and gradually walked towards the direction of the dining table.

An He looked at them and felt as if he was looking at a bunch of unconscious zombies.

"Hey." An He sighed softly, and goose bumps appeared on his arms.

It was at this time that Jiang Yin in the kitchen brought the last dish.

"Eat." She said, without any emotion in her voice, "Just do whatever you want when you're full."

"What kind of food are these?" Huang Qingyang seemed to be upset with her indifferent appearance, and asked immediately, "Is it not poisonous?"

"Hey, you really noticed it." Jiang Yin raised her eyes and smiled, with a hint of disdain in her eyes, "It's really poisonous. It's okay for others to eat it, but you will die if you eat it."

"You!" Seeing what she said, Huang Qingyang immediately raised his hand and patted the table, "Did you ever talk like that? I think you are..."

"Oh." Jiang Yin didn't wait for her to finish speaking. This man was really too noisy, which made her feel irritated from the bottom of her heart.

So she paused, and directly raised her hand to pick up the pair of chopsticks in front of Huang Qingyang and put them in the palm of her hand.

"What are you doing!" Huang Qingyang yelled at her.

"I don't think you're hungry." Jiang Yin said, and before Huang Qingyang could refute, she broke off the pair of chopsticks and threw them into the trash can, "Then don't eat, after all, there are not many ingredients. , One more mouth is one more burden.”

"If it's really gone, everyone will have to go to the villagers to borrow it in the snow, right?"

With her words, all the people who were about to speak up to persuade the fight immediately fell silent.

That's right. They were thinking a little too simply. The snow outside the window had no tendency to stop. I don't know if it would stop until the year of the monkey. Even if it stopped, there would still be a long distance from this villa to the village. , If you go out, you will be frozen to death.

Plus...they had heard before they came that the villagers in this village seemed to have some problems.

"Qing Yang." After realizing these things, an older person in the crowd coughed dryly, and pointed at her with chopsticks, "Since you are not hungry, go back to the house first, and don't interfere with our meal." Mood."

"That's right!" As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a burst of responses, almost with the same meaning, they all said that if Huang Qingyang is not hungry, he should go, and if you don't eat, we will still eat.

Such a scene was simply beyond Huang Qingyang's expectation.

Obviously when she was in the group before, she could be regarded as the favorite of the group. Every time she speaks out, there will be a lot of responses, and no one will go against her wishes.

Why this time...

"If you don't eat, don't eat!" She yelled at Jiang Yin, her eyes and cheeks were stained red with anger, "Who cares about your broken rice!"

After saying these words, she turned around and ran back to the room quickly.

"Is there anyone else who doesn't want to eat?" Jiang Yin stared at her disappearing back for a while, then opened her mouth again.

Everyone present shook their heads and picked up their chopsticks one by one.

Eat, of course you have to eat.

It is a fool not to eat.

……

After the meal, it was Wang Shanshan who took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Ever since Han Cheng regretted not cooking, there seemed to be a conflict between the two of them, so far that they haven't said a word to each other until now.

But it was probably a bit uncomfortable, so taking advantage of Wang Shanshan's time washing the dishes, Han Cheng came forward and sat opposite An He and Jiang Yin, as if he wanted to chat with them.

To be honest, An He's impression of Han Cheng is not bad.

Although this person is a bit short, he has an intellectual air about him, he is quite knowledgeable, and he treats people around him very politely.

The reason why he regretted not cooking before was probably because he was in a bad mood so he didn't want to move. After all, such a thing happened, no one can get excited.

"When do you think the snow will stop?" He sighed, with a cloud of sadness on his face, "I checked the weather before I came here, and said it won't snow in the near future. It never stopped."

An He discovered that when he said this, he originally said it to Jiang Yin.

But Jiang Yin obviously didn't want to talk to him, instead of responding, she even took out the earphones from her pocket and put them on, with a look of indifference in her eyes.

The current atmosphere suddenly became awkward because of her actions, causing Han Cheng's face to become uneasy for a moment.

"Yes." In order to prevent the atmosphere from developing in a more embarrassing direction, An He gave a dry cough, and took the initiative to answer Han Cheng's words, "I don't know when I can stop."

"Wait a little longer." Seeing that An He responded to him, Han Cheng's face gradually returned to his usual look, and he simply started talking to An He in front of him.

An He was actually not in the mood to chat with him, but he didn't really want to hurt Han Cheng's confidence, so he could only chat with him without saying a word.

Before I knew it, an hour had passed.

In this hour, the Hancheng in front of me has already talked about the small island from the snow, and then talked about work, and there is even a tendency to talk about social construction.

But before he could start the topic again, Jiang Yin's brows furrowed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm sleepy." She said this, took off the earphones, grabbed An He's hand, and pulled her up from the sofa.

An He was suddenly pulled by her, suddenly felt a little unstable, and fell towards Jiang Yin's direction uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yin hugged her, and even leaned her head on her shoulder, her tone sounded like she was being coquettish.

"Li Mo, can you go back to the house with me to rest, I'm so scared by myself."

An He: ...

If I hadn't seen you put that bloody nail in your pocket, I might have believed it.

She sighed, and knew that Jiang Yin didn't want her to continue chatting with Han Cheng, so she said that, so she simply nodded along with her words.

"I'll go back with her to have a rest." She said, with embarrassment on her face, "Let's talk later."

"Please do as you please." Han Cheng hurriedly responded, and even smiled politely at them with the corners of his mouth raised.

An He also returned his polite smile, and immediately coaxed and pushed Jiang Yin who was hanging on her body up the stairs without even looking down.

But Han Cheng didn't care, he still stared at her leaving back with a smile on his face, until he couldn't see anything anymore, and then he took his eyes back again.

Then...he casually picked up the pillow beside him, as if trying to cover something, and gently placed it on his pants.