Who is the murderer?

There is a secret in my family.

A madman with his whole body burned was imprisoned in the basement.

She is a murderer.

One day, she escaped from the basement.

“Tomorrow is the anniversary of my parents’ death.”

During dinner, my brother suddenly spoke with a sad look on his face. He patted my shoulder and said, “It’s the same as before. I’ll ask Mrs. Zhang to take you to school, and leave the memorial service to me. You were frightened when your parents were murdered, so you’d better not go again to avoid being saddened by the memory.”

I nodded.

My name is Qin Lan and my brother is Qin Lang. After our parents’ tragic death, we have been dependent on each other.

I suffered a severe brain injury when I was a child and lost my memory. I can’t remember anything before the age of six. My brother has been by my side all these years, taking good care of me and helping me recall the past bit by bit. It’s a pity that I really can’t remember it.

I felt sorry for it but my brother said it was okay, it wasn’t my fault, it was the crazy woman in the basement.

The crazy woman in the basement was named Musa. Her father saw her snatching food from wild dogs at the company gate and couldn’t bear it, so he took her home.

She lived and ate with me, and our whole family treated her as a family member, but we never expected that this was a story about Mr. Dongguo and the wolf.

Musa has serious violent tendencies and antisocial personality. She hates everything she sees. She is jealous and hates me for having parents and a brother who love me so much even though I am of the same age as her.

One night, she sneaked into the room and wanted to kill me and take my place, but she was seen by my brother who passed by.

Her brother wrestled with her, and she was outmuscled and fled injured. Her parents couldn’t bear it and wanted to give her a chance, so they did not choose to call the police.

However, the next night, she sneaked back and set a fire, attempting to burn our entire family to death!

My parents unfortunately died in that fire.

There was a crooked tree outside my brother’s and my room. My brother risked his life to save me, but his back was severely burned.

As for me, due to inhaling too much smoke which damaged my brain nerves, I can no longer remember anything that happened in the past.

I also had some ugly scars on my face, which was a fatal blow to a girl.

As a result, my personality became somewhat gloomy and cold, and my childhood playmates all stayed away from me. Only my brother never gave up on me.

He hated Musa to the core. After she set fire and ran away, he did not choose to call the police, but instead offered a large reward for her whereabouts.

Eventually her brother captured her himself, imprisoned her in the basement, and tortured her.

Every night, my brother would walk into the basement with a bowl of something dark and brown.

Soon, I could hear the girl’s screams and roars that could no longer be suppressed.

It was the same today. My brother quickly put down his chopsticks, and the hatred in his eyes slowly climbed up his eyeballs.

He got up and went out. I was eating with my head down when a pair of dry hands suddenly stretched out from under the table and grabbed my ankles!

I was about to scream when I saw a person leaning out from under the table. She looked emaciated. She opened her mouth desperately but could only make a whimpering sound. She trembled wildly and took out a piece of paper with blood writing on it:

“Hush! Your brother is the murderer!”

My whole body began to tremble. She quickly took out the second note, the blood on it was not yet dry:

“He is not your brother! He is the child adopted by your father! I am your biological sister!”

Suddenly, the brother in the basement noticed that Musa had disappeared and started yelling.

A series of hurried footsteps came from the basement. I was still holding the bowl and chopsticks in my hands when I saw my brother’s face flushed red from excessive excitement. His expression was ugly:

“Sister, Musa is missing!”

Just now my brother went to the basement, and there were only broken chains and broken furnishings inside. The most terrifying thing was that there were a few big words written in blood on the wall:

“I’ll come find you.”

The brother pounded his head in regret. He hated himself for being so soft-hearted when he saw Musa dying yesterday, and he loosened the rope around her a little more than usual.

I didn’t expect that she was just pretending. She actually broke free and escaped today!

“Sister, you have to be careful. Once Musa escapes, she will not let us go. She will definitely come to seek revenge on us. She has always wanted to kill us…” My brother’s voice was trembling. He gave me a few instructions and took people to search the rest of the rooms in the villa.

He was certain that Musa must be lurking in a corner somewhere, waiting for the opportunity to kill us with one strike.

The sound of his brother’s footsteps faded away, but Musa, hiding under the table, couldn’t help trembling.

Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

I somehow felt that she was not as vicious and cruel as my brother described her to be.

But my brother is the best person in the world to me, and I believe that he will not lie to me.

“You said you are my biological sister and he is not my brother, do you have any evidence?”

“I do! Of course I do!!”

Musa’s lips were trembling violently and white foam was oozing out of them. Her whole body was shaking even more violently, but she carefully took out a blood-soaked photo from her arms.

It was a family photo, with mom and dad sitting on chairs, with a little girl sitting on each of their laps.

From the two girls’ eyebrows and eyes, I can vaguely recognize that they are Musa and me!

There is indeed no brother in the photo.

Could it be that what Musa said was true? !

My pupils trembled and my back felt cold.

Musa couldn’t hold it in any longer and cried out while hugging my legs: “Sister, I am your real sister!”

My fingers were numb from extreme shock and fear, but at this moment, my brother appeared at the door without me noticing.

He looked at me expressionlessly, while the big yellow dog beside him was howling excitedly towards the house.

“Sister, Maomao smelled blood near this room.”

At this moment, I felt that my brother looked so strange and cold.

My hands were tightly grasping my pants and I was shaking uncontrollably.

Maomao, the big dog who often accompanied his brother on hunting trips, suddenly raised his head and whimpered twice. Then he broke free from his brother’s grasp and ran in, heading straight for the table in front of me!

“Brother, I’m scared!” I blurt out and look at my brother for help.

But he looked at me as if I were a stranger and walked towards the door step by step.

“Sister, if you have anything to say, you must tell me. After all, I am the only person you can rely on in this world.”

Maomao rushed to the table and stopped moving. He shouted excitedly at the table and stuck out his tongue at his brother as if inviting a reward.

“Sister, tell me what’s under the table.”

My brother looked at me with cold eyes.

“No, nothing…”

I avoided his gaze and my brother stopped looking at me.

The next moment, he raised his hand and overturned the table.

“ah–“

I screamed, and my brother was also stunned. He rushed forward quickly and grabbed my hand, crying distressedly: “Sister, why is your arm bleeding so much? What is your injury? Why didn’t you tell your brother!!”

Yes, there was nothing under the table, only my injured arm was bleeding, giving off a smell that excited Maomao.

My brother quickly carried me into the bedroom, and the family doctor gave me a thorough bandage.

After everyone left, I said weakly, “You can come out now.”

The closet door beside him moved, revealing Musa’s dirty feet.

She said apologetically, “I’m sorry, you could have avoided hurting yourself.”

I waved my hands. “It’s okay. He has always known that I have stress syndrome and I will hurt myself unconsciously when I feel scared. If you hadn’t heard the noise just now, I’m afraid he would have discovered us.”

“So you, you believe me now?”

Musa’s voice sounded a little excited.

I shook my head and answered truthfully, “No, I just don’t think you’re a bad person who would hurt me. But I can’t conclude that my brother who raised me is the murderer of my family just based on a photo of you. If he really is a murderer, why didn’t he kill me as well and continue to take care of me?”

Musa didn’t quite understand this either. She pounded her head hard, looking at the ground in confusion, as if she was thinking, and kept repeating in her mouth: “Yes, why doesn’t he do it, why doesn’t he just kill everyone, why…”

I couldn’t bear to see her like this, so I sighed and said, “Forget it, just assume that he really wants to have a complete family, but do you have any other evidence?”

The light in Musa’s eyes flickered on and off. She lowered her head helplessly, looking at the two deep handcuff marks on her wrists. After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly raised her head firmly:
“Yes! I remember that my father had the habit of keeping a diary. When I was imprisoned by this murderer, I escaped once. I saw with my own eyes that he threw all of our parents’ belongings into the attic! You will know if you look for it!”

I looked into her anxious eyes and fell into deep thought.

It was already dark. My brother always had the habit of going to bed early, and he didn’t like any light when he slept. Now the lights in the villa were being turned off one by one, and I thought my brother was about to go to bed.

“I beg you, sister, you must believe me, let’s kill this murderer together to avenge our parents!” Musa looked at me with tears in her eyes, with surging hatred in her eyes, “He destroyed our originally happy family, and now he is occupying the property left by our parents as the master. I hate him to the bone, I wish I could kill him with my own hands!!”

“Don’t get excited!”

Seeing Musa’s eyes bloodshot and almost insane, I gritted my teeth and removed the needle from my arm.

“Forget it, just hide here and don’t go out and get discovered. I’ll go to the attic and look for Dad’s diary.”

“Okay! I’ll wait for you!”

I lost too much blood just now, and my head was a little dizzy. When I got out of bed, I felt weak on my feet. I walked out of the room softly. When I turned the corner at the stairs, I suddenly had a very strong feeling.

It was like there was a pair of eyes in the dark, staring at me without blinking.

But when I looked back, I found that there was clearly no one there.

I was a little scared and wanted to back out.

But when I thought that this matter was related to the truth of my parents’ death, I quickly suppressed my fear and tiptoed up to the attic.

The doors of all the rooms in the villa were open, except for the attic door which was locked, which was a bit weird.

But fortunately, I used to like to study lock picking when I was bored, so I found a piece of wire nearby and quickly opened the attic door.

The smell of decay mixed with dust hit me in the face. I couldn’t help coughing. After I came to my senses, I quickly covered my mouth.

I turned on the flashlight and shone it into the dark house with fear and trepidation.

There were miscellaneous items piled everywhere, and I couldn’t help but wonder, is my father’s diary really here? Did my brother really pack all of my parents’ belongings here?

I looked around the corner and kicked something. It rolled on the ground with a gurgling sound. I quickly shone a flashlight on it and found that it was my father and mother’s wedding rings!

My parents have a very good relationship, and my mother always wears this ring on her hand.

It seems that Musa did not lie to me, my brother did put all their belongings here.

I picked up the ring and put it in my pocket, feeling a little sad.

My brother always said that we were the happiest family of four in the world, but how could he treat our parents’ belongings so carelessly, even throwing their rings away in a corner?

I squatted on the ground, feeling sad in silence for a while. When I was about to get up, I suddenly found a yellowed notebook in front of me. On it were written two big, blurry but still powerful words: Diary.

Could that be the dad’s diary that Musa mentioned! ?

It must be!

The truth was right before my eyes, and my heart started pounding wildly.

I was overjoyed and immediately bent down to pick it up, but when I looked up, I happened to bump into my brother’s expressionless face!

Under the flashlight, his eyeballs flashed a faint green light like a wild wolf.

He clearly had no expression, but his face looked so ferocious at this moment!

I screamed “Ah”.

“Sister, why are you here? I saw a light in the attic and thought there was a thief in the house.”

He narrowed his eyes at me, and from the corner of my eye I saw that he had a sharp knife in his hand.

At this moment, there are only five words in my mind: “It’s all over.”

I hurriedly put my hands behind my back, but he grabbed them.

“Let me see what you’re holding!”

His voice was stern and his strength was frightening. I had never been treated like this by him before, and in desperation I tried my best to push him away.

At this time, I had completely believed what Musa said. I had lost all reason. Extreme fear gave me courage. With the generous determination of a brave man ready to die, I shouted to him:

“Stop pretending! You are not my brother Qin Lang at all. You are the child that Dad brought home. You are the murderer!”

Seeing him looking at me in shock, I became even more emotional: “Musa told me everything. She is not the murderer you said. She is my sister, my biological sister! Don’t try to deny it now. I know everything. What I have in my hand now is my father’s diary from that year. Everything must be recorded in it!”

Qin Lang looked at me quietly and stopped making excuses, as if he wanted to give me a chance to reveal the truth before he died.

I opened the diary with tears in my eyes. Before I die, I want him to admit that the child his father brought home was not a girl but a boy.

I was stunned.

On the third page of the diary, it clearly reads:

“Shasha was really pitiful. She only knew her own name, and nothing else. I couldn’t bear to see her fighting with wild dogs for food, so I took her home and took good care of her. But I gradually discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with this child. She would always appear at our bedside in the middle of the night, and a few times she even had a knife in her hand…”

My arms went limp and the diary fell to the ground.

Qin Lang turned on the light in the attic.

The blinding white light made me raise my hand to block it. He sighed and said, “Sister, you are too naive. I knew that Musa must have come to see you and told you something.”

My brother’s voice was a little painful: “Why, why would you rather trust a stranger than me?”

“I……”

I hung my head limply like a fool who had been fooled.

My brother picked up the diary that I had thrown on the ground. He didn’t blame me, but patted my shoulder gently: “I saw everything. Just now, there was a trail of bloody footprints leading directly under the table. But I don’t want to force you. If you don’t say anything, I won’t ask. If you are injured, I will take you to get treatment…”

“Brother!” I couldn’t hold it back any longer, tears burst out, I hugged my brother tightly, my heart filled with thick regret.

I was hugging my brother and crying, when I suddenly remembered something and shouted:

“Brother! Musa is hiding in the closet in my bedroom right now, go catch her and kill her!!! She deceived me, I hate her!!!”

However, it was too late. When we hurried back to the second floor, we found the bedroom in a mess, the window was open, and Musa jumped out of the window and escaped!

My brother immediately took people to chase after her. I hated Musa so much and really hoped that she would fall to her death from here.

I cried for most of the night before I fell asleep on the bed in a daze. In a daze, I suddenly heard a rustling noise under the bed.

It seemed like something was slowly crawling out from under the bed…

When I opened my eyes, I saw Musa, with blood all over his face, standing at the head of the bed and looking at me!

I opened my mouth to call for help, but she was quick enough to cover my mouth.

I stared at her with great resentment, but she shook her head desperately: “No, believe me, you are my biological sister, I will not hurt you.”

Even after this, she still wants to make excuses!

Does she really think I’m still a fool?!

But the next second, I saw Musa take out a diary from his arms.

Just like what I just saw from the attic!

My pupils suddenly shrank.

“This is Dad’s diary!” Musa cried. She looked at me desperately and said, “The one you saw was replaced by him. It’s a fake one!”

She slowly loosened her hand, and I snatched the notebook from her hand in disbelief. The handwriting on it was obviously much more mature and neat than the one I had just seen. Dad’s name was also written on it. The first few pages were filled with trivial matters, but starting from a certain page, it read:

“My wife has always wanted a son, and I happened to meet Alan. Although this child has some violent tendencies, and the doctor also told me that he is a rare high IQ person with a strong antisocial tendency, and there is a 90% chance that he will become a dangerous person that endangers society in the future… But I still took him in, just because he called me dad.”

I was completely mentally devastated!
Which one was the real one and which one was the fake one?

Who is lying!!!

Musa looked at me with tears in her eyes, her hands tightly grasping the front of her shirt: “Sister, you can’t be deceived by him anymore. I swear to God that I will never hurt you. If I really was the murderer, why would I tell you so much? I would just kill you. From the beginning, what your so-called brother said was full of loopholes…”

Her expression suddenly became painful and distorted, and I knew it was because of the toxicity of the medicine my brother fed her every day.

Musa looked at me sadly, her voice miserable: “We were such a happy family of four. If that murderer hadn’t come in, Mom and Dad wouldn’t have died, and you and I wouldn’t have fallen to this point. He was the one who set the fire… Oh, right! It suddenly occurred to me that the murderer had a hobby of collecting criminal tools. The gasoline barrel and lighter he used to set the fire must have been hidden in his bedroom. Sister, you must go and look for them. Maybe you can find evidence!”

I was shaken again.

Yes, if Musa was the murderer, why didn’t she just kill me? She hated us so much, why did she come to me and say these words to sow discord? Wasn’t she afraid of being exposed? Wasn’t she afraid that I wouldn’t believe her and would just give her to my brother?

I saw my brother coming back with people outside the window, so I hurriedly told Musa to leave quickly. She looked at me deeply, climbed out the window and disappeared into the forest behind the mountain.

Before leaving, she told me that as long as I lit the fairy wand like I did when we were little, she would come to find me when she saw the fire.

Sparkler.

This familiar yet distant name seemed to suddenly evoke a long-dormant picture in my heart.

In front of the big tree, the man held the girl’s hand and led her to another girl. The girl was a little resistant and reluctant at first, but when she saw the girl’s bright smile and the fireworks stick in her hand, she couldn’t help but reveal a trace of yearning on her face…

Maybe Musa is really my biological sister.

The next day, my brother took people to look for Musa’s whereabouts again, and I took the opportunity to sneak into his room.

This time I’m going to be extremely alert and won’t be discovered by anyone.

Finally, I found an abandoned gasoline barrel and a lighter that looked quite old under his bed.

When these two things saw the light of day again, my heart sank to the bottom.

I forced myself to stand up, and by the time I walked out of his room, I could hardly hear any sound.

There is only one thing left in my mind:

He was the one who harmed our family, and I want revenge.

When I went downstairs to eat fruit, I secretly hid a fruit knife.

In the past, my brother asked the servants not to bring any knives near me in order to prevent me from self-harming when my illness flared up. At that time, I just thought that my brother was so good to me and was always protecting me. Now thinking about it, he was just feeling guilty.

If you have a guilty conscience, you will naturally be afraid that the ghost will come to you with a knife.

What he was afraid of was not that I would hurt myself due to my illness, but that one day I would remember everything and kill him.

However, my brother brought a friend back that day.

I know that friend. His name is Xu Wen. He is a plastic surgeon at a famous hospital. He treated the burn scars on my face. Although they were not completely eliminated, they are much better than before.

As soon as Xu Wen saw me, his brows furrowed and he opened his mouth to say something. I hurried over to ask what was wrong.

Looking into my eyes, Xu Wen looked away unnaturally: “Nothing, I just think you look familiar.”

My brother was pouring tea. Hearing this, he smiled and said, “Of course she looks familiar. She is my sister Qin Lan. You were the one who treated her scars back then.”

Xu Wen suddenly realized, but he still frowned and said, “But I always feel that I have seen your sister before, but I just can’t remember it.”

“Hahaha, that’s pure nonsense. You have definitely never seen her before. I can guarantee that.”

My brother patted his chest and laughed. Xu Wen looked at me for a while before he lowered his head and drank his tea thoughtfully.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the elder brother suddenly remembered something and slapped his thigh: “Oh my god! Is that Musa you met?!”

When I heard these two words, I instinctively felt resistance and disgust. I didn’t expect that even at this point he was still pretending in front of the guests.

I want to see how he fabricates a story about a non-existent “Musa” again.

But what happened next once again exceeded my expectations.

My brother took out a stack of yellowed papers from the drawer, among which was a medical record with Musa’s name written on it.

After Xu Wen saw the paper, he suddenly understood. He laughed and said, “Yes! It’s her! I remember now! This Musa does look a bit like your sister. When she set the fire, she came to my hospital and I happened to be the doctor who treated her. She said she wanted plastic surgery and took out a photo of a little girl. I was wondering why she wanted to look like someone who looked like herself. Now think about it, the person in the photo is your sister!”

My neck felt cold.

It doesn’t look like Xu Wen has colluded with Qin Lang to deceive me.

Musa’s name was clearly written on the medical record, along with a photo of her before she was disfigured.

Is there really such a person as Musa! ?

She thought about getting plastic surgery to look like me and replace me! ? ?

Looking at the indifferent face of the girl on the medical record, the tear-stained and scarred face from last night appeared in my mind again.

I stood up suddenly after my emotional breakdown.

Xu Wen looked at me in surprise. My brother explained that I was traumatized and had a psychological trauma. Xu Wen touched his head apologetically and said, “I’m sorry, it’s also because my memory is not good now. I was unlucky enough to have a car accident that year, and my memory has been very bad since then. I have forgotten many things. I finally remembered some things just now, but I said them without thinking. It’s my fault.”

“It’s okay, Doctor Xu.” I comforted him, “It’s good that you can still recall it. Unlike me, I can’t remember anything from the past at all.”

He scratched his head, his eyes becoming even more apologetic.

“Alas, I have only seen improvement after taking medicine for the past two years. Wait, I will bring you the prescription.”

“Okay, thank you so much.”

Very good.

It turns out that lost memories can be recovered.

I looked at Xu Wen quietly and thought he was so lucky.

I decided to tell my brother everything. I would never believe Musa’s lies again. I would release the fairy wand to lure her out and let my brother catch her!

I waited patiently for Xu Wen to leave. I didn’t want outsiders to know what my brother did to Musa, as it would affect his reputation.

But it was too late. Xu Wen stayed overnight at his brother’s home at his invitation.

The next morning, when Mrs. Zhang went out to buy groceries, she opened the door and found—

Xu Wen is dead!

He was lying naked in a pool of blood in front of the door, his eyes wide open, as if he had witnessed something terrible before he died.

Judging from the direction of the fall, he jumped directly from the room and died!

What on earth frightened him so much? Who killed him?

A dense mass of fear crept into my heart.

I finally couldn’t hold back my tears and explained everything to my brother.

Although he was angry, he could do nothing about it.

“It’s not your fault, Lanlan. After all, you were seriously injured back then. You are simple-minded and easily deceived…”

My brother suddenly called me Lanlan. I was a little uncomfortable. I cried for a while and showed the fairy wand in my arms to my brother.

“Brother, this fairy wand will be extra bright at night. Let’s lure Musa here tonight.” I gritted my teeth and said, “Let’s not give her another chance this time, okay? Let’s just kill her and avenge our parents and Dr. Xu!”

My brother’s hand, which was patting me on the back, froze for a moment.

He finally softened his heart. I had seen that long ago. Even though my brother had been feeding Musa poison, he couldn’t bear to take a life.

But Musa is a murderer!

She killed our whole family, shouldn’t she pay the price?!

With my insistence, my brother finally agreed.

At night, I stood in the middle of the empty flower bed and lit the sparkler.

After a while, a sound was indeed heard from the flowers.

A pair of skinny hands slowly pushed aside the leaves.

Musa poked her head out cautiously.

It was late at night and the wild cat made a creepy cry, which was shrill and terrifying.

“Musa, come here. I killed my brother. Come with me to see what happened.”

My voice was exceptionally calm.

Musa’s eyes flashed with doubt. She took two steps forward and suddenly realized what was happening. She shouted, “No! You’re lying to me! You’re lying to me!!!”

She turned her head frantically and tried to escape, but I pounced on her and hugged her tightly. At the same time, my brother who was lurking in the dark also rushed forward to control her.

Musa was pressed to the ground with his shoulders down, still struggling and screaming wildly.

“You said you were my sister, then why didn’t you ever tell me your name?”

I squatted in front of her, looking at her face distorted with pain and fear.

Full of scars, so ugly.

Her eyes were dazed for a moment, and suddenly she started to tremble with her teeth bared, veins bulging on her forehead, as if she was trying hard to endure some severe pain.

White foam kept oozing out of the corners of Musa’s mouth. She bit her tongue tightly, and blood gushed out. She uttered something intermittently like a madman, “Qin Lan”, “Qin Lan”, “Qin Lan”. I leaned over and listened carefully. She seemed to be repeating my name all the time.

Suddenly, she seized the opportunity and bit my ear!

A heart-wrenching pain came over me, and she bit off most of my ear.

“Ahhhh brother, save me! Save me! Musa is going to kill me!!!!”

This time my brother finally stopped being soft-hearted.

The knife in his hand stabbed into Musa’s carotid artery cleanly.

I felt the heavy breathing next to my ear gradually weakening. She fell to the ground with her eyes wide open, spitting out blood. The look in her eyes when she looked at her brother was filled with sadness and grief that was hard to conceal.

“Why is she looking at me like that?”

My brother was frightened and staggered back two steps. I rushed forward and hugged his neck, crying.

“Brother, I’m bleeding so much, it hurts so much!”

My brother finally reacted and hurriedly picked me up and ran into the villa.

I looked back at Musa’s gradually stiffening body.

A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

You finally died.

very nice.

I finally, completely replaced you.

Qin Lan.

11.

I bandaged the wound and returned to the bedroom, touching the hideous scar on my face lovingly in front of the mirror.

I have to say that Dr. Xu’s skills are really good. He was the one who performed the plastic surgery on me.

Although there are some scars left, it gives me a face exactly like Qin Lan’s.

But fake is fake after all, so I had no choice but to pick up a lighter and add a few more scars on my face. In this way, when I lie together with Qin Lan, whose face is completely disfigured, my brother will believe without hesitation that I am his sister.

Thank you, Dr. Xu.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart, otherwise, I wouldn’t have stopped after hitting you with my car once that year.

I looked at the male corpse with his eyes still open under the bed and clasped my hands together.

In the final analysis, you didn’t have to die, but unfortunately this was God’s will. It was God’s will that allowed your dead memories to gradually revive, and it was God’s will that let you die in my hands.

I recalled the expression on Xu Wen’s face last night, as if he remembered everything, when he saw the mole on my arm. I couldn’t help but sigh that it is really better not to be too smart.

Just like my brother, he was stupid enough to think the murderer was his own sister.

Alas, it’s a pity that he is too soft-hearted. If he hadn’t thought of letting Musa—oh no, Qin Lan—go, I wouldn’t have been so cruel as to use his own hands to get rid of his own sister.

Over the years, I have been secretly hypnotizing Qin Lan, making her believe that she is Musa. I also taught her many words to provoke her brother. The so-called father’s diary in her hand was also given to her by me. But why can’t her brother have the heart to kill her?

The Qin couple are so stupid. I originally wanted to set fire to scare them, but who let them urge the servants to rescue Qin Lan when they were trapped in the fire themselves?

If they had been willing to bow to me at that time and swear to only love me, their only daughter, then why would I have taken their lives?

Xu Wen’s eyeballs were still half hanging outside his sockets. He looked at me like that, which made me very uncomfortable.

I kicked the man’s head with my foot, and his broken neck immediately shrank back.

it’s all over.

From now on, I will live my life with dignity as Qin Lan.

I love so much everything she has, her family, her relatives… From the first second I was brought home by the man, I was madly envious of everything Qin Lan had.

She was loved by her parents, cared for by her brother, had servants to serve her, and had fairy wands to play with. She had everything she wanted.

But what about me?

I am just a wild child born of a prostitute and her client, who can only snatch food from the mouths of wild dogs.

Every day I live in the Qin family, I pray, if I were Qin Lan, if I were Qin Lan, if all of this belonged to me completely, how wonderful it would be…

Unfortunately, I am not Qin Lan.

Then I can only kill her.

I forgot to wipe the bloodstains under the bed.

Maomao started barking again as he passed my room.

It’s so noisy.

The big dog Maomao also died.

It died in front of the bamboo skewer meat that it loved to eat.

Alas, my brother will be sad for a while again.

It’s just that he was too sad and ignored me, his own sister.

I suddenly thought, how can I possess him completely?

“Sister, tomorrow is your birthday. Tell me what gift you want.”

During dinner, my brother still served me my favorite ribs, and I was so happy.

I enjoyed the meal with gusto and made several wishes in one breath.

He looked at me so lovingly that he even forgot to pick up his chopsticks.

Wait, why isn’t he picking up his chopsticks?!

My eyes went dark and I suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

When I woke up, I found myself tied up in the basement.

I was actually tied up in the same place where Qin Lan was tied up before! !

“Brother, brother, what are you doing? Let me go, I’m your sister!”

I yelled in panic.

My brother looked at me with a smile and put his finger in front of his lips.

“Shh.”

He looked at me tenderly, his lips moving: “Don’t waste your energy, Musa.”

!!!

My pupils contracted.

Mu…Sha?!

Qin Lang stood up, and his tall shadow completely enveloped me. His face was as terrifying as the god of death, revealing a deathly silence.

“I’ve always known that you’re not Qin Lan.”

He sighed softly, “After all, we are brothers and sisters, blood is thicker than water. How could I not know who my biological sister is?”

“You, you…” I was so shocked that I couldn’t speak.

“You must be wondering why I allowed you to get to this point if I knew that.” His eyes gradually became cruel. “You know, I have always hated you. We both have the last name Qin, but why Qin Lan gets all the love from my parents? Even when they were trapped in the room by fire, I wanted to rush in to save them, but when I knocked on the door I heard them shouting, ‘Mrs. Zhang, go save Lan Lan’… Hahaha, hahahaha, do you know how desperate I was when I heard this?! These are my good parents, good parents who always advocate treating everyone equally!!!”

Qin Lang laughed like a madman until tears came out. When he had laughed enough, he slowly put a rope around my neck and tightened it little by little.

I looked at him in fear and begged for mercy desperately, but his eyes were cold from beginning to end.

“Never mind. I still want to thank you after all.”

He smiled and patted my shoulder, just as he had comforted me countless times in the past.

Gentle to the extreme.

“Since you want me to kill Qin Lan, then Qin Lan will no longer exist in this world.

“You murderer. Musa, goodbye.”

He cut my throat without hesitation. My aorta ruptured and blood gushed out. Before I said goodbye to this world completely, I opened my mouth with all my strength and silently called out “brother”.

Where he couldn’t see, a twisted smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.

To ensure that you will always be my brother, I applied poison on my shoulder.

Thank you for finally taking photos of me like you did before, and for that, thank you…

Ken came down to accompany me.

This is the best way for me to possess you completely.

– over –