[But she knew very well that the biscuit crumbs were definitely not hers.]
[She didn’t like this kind of biscuit at all. There were so many different kinds of biscuits and snacks in the space, how could she eat this?]
[It couldn’t have been a mouse or something because the box wasn’t damaged, and even the paper wrapping the biscuits was not damaged.]
[Someone has been in her house!]
[Unfortunately, she came back late yesterday and didn’t look around the room carefully at all. She didn’t even know when the biscuit crumbs were left there.]
[She checked the door lock.]
[Legend says that if a door lock is pried open, there will be traces left.]
[She didn’t know what the specific traces were, but the door lock was still intact and there was nothing unusual.]
[Who is it?]
[The person Li Mengxue suspected the most was Liu Chunxing. After all, she had a criminal record.]
[Unfortunately, even if something was missing from the room, searching her place would not prove that it was hers because it seemed that all the things taken were food. The biscuits might have been eaten on the spot. Everyone also had brown sugar and grain.]
[She decided to try it again. Anyway, there was nothing to steal in her room. This time, she remembered the number and location of things.]
[If someone really came in and took only a small amount of things, it was probably to avoid attracting attention. But if there is a first time, there will be a second time. If there are too many times, there will always be flaws.]
[She also wrapped some banknotes in a handkerchief and placed a tiny dot in the middle of each banknote pattern with a red pen, which was perfectly hidden in the pattern and could not be found unless people looked closely.]
It ended here, leaving Yi Qingqing’s appetite fully whetted.
Yi Qingqing also felt that this person was Liu Chunxing, almost certainly.
Wang Lingling had a falling out with her when she had almost finished eating the things she had stolen.
Now Liu Chunxing must be running out of food, so there was a high possibility that she would steal again.
Li Mengxue thought well. Since Liu Chunxing only stole a little at a time, she definitely didn’t want to be discovered. Then, she would have to steal more times or even more than one house.
Previously, because it was just speculation and there was no direct evidence, this person was not harmed greatly. Instead, it was an opportunity for her to do something bad again.
Yi Qingqing put all the money and tickets in the room into the space, while the food that was easy to preserve was placed outside.
She often took these things and knew exactly how many there were. She checked again carefully with a flashlight and found that nothing was missing.
The box had not been touched, and the contents were all in their original state.
It should be that she didn’t get the chance to steal it.
She really didn’t expect that. Liu Chunxing must hate her to death, so how could she not steal from her?
If she could open the lock of Li Mengxue’s house, then the locks of other houses couldn’t stop her.
Then, if she wasn’t chosen, there was only one possibility, that was, she came back early yesterday and didn’t go to the county town today, so the front door had been locked from the inside.
She was afraid that she wouldn’t dare to do it.
Only Li Mengxue had been going out early and coming back late for the past three days.
As for Zheng Xiaolong, he might have also been harmed. He had been leaving home early and returning late these days to pick up Li Mengxue.
Qian Lailai had a bad day selling vegetables, so she stayed at home most of the time afterward.
Chen Zhihe didn’t go out today, and Yun Guyuan seemed to have come back at noon.
From this perspective, Liu Chunxing should not have succeeded in robbing many houses because, on the first day of the holiday, everyone went to the county town, including Liu Chunxing.
When Yi Qingqing and Yun Guyuan came back by bike, the commune’s tractors had not returned yet.
So, she must have done it yesterday or today.
*****
The author has something to say:
—Sugar-Sprinkling Little Theater—
Yun Guyuan: There has been no sugar-sprinkling in several chapters recently, and I feel bitter.
Author: This is a sugar-sprinkling little theater, if there is no sugar, please leave! It seems that the word count is watered down.
Yun Guyuan: There is today! My wife has also started to pay attention to my whereabouts, hehe!
Author: I live next door, and anyone with eyes will see it.
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