I insist

Chapter 68: That person wasn't him

But anyone who pays attention will notice that Song Miqiu takes each step without making a sound, not even raising the dust on the ground.

She had thought the room would be quiet, but when she walked to the bedside and heard Qiu Tianlei snoring, her brows furrowed again.

"Yu Huailin?"

Having received no response, Song Miqiu knew the person was definitely not in the room and went straight to the closed window.

But whether someone deliberately jammed the window frame or not, it couldn't be pushed open even with half a force.

Song Miqiu sensed something was wrong and didn't use force again. Instead, he carefully moved to the edge of the table, picked up the only thing that could be called a weapon, the candlestick, and then stepped forward again.

This time, the window was easily pushed open.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, another hand suddenly grabbed her from the outside.

He grabbed Song Miqiu and pulled her outside, even trying to throw her from above.

If this were an ordinary person, they would definitely be half-crippled from this fall, but she has already transcended the realm of ordinary people.

With a sudden burst of strength in his waist, he forcefully twisted his body in mid-air, turning his face toward the wall.

He gripped the protrusion on the eaves with his palms to stabilize his falling body, then shoved his toes against the wall, propelling himself back up to land on a stable spot nearby.

Song Miqiu wanted to see the guy who attacked her more clearly, so she suddenly raised her head and was about to make another move, but she was forced back by the figure that attacked her again.

Is this a move by Yu Huailin?

Why attack her like that? Is there something you don't want people to know?

Before Song Miqiu could think any further, he raised his arm again to block the man's attack, but his body was forced backward by the immense force.

"Who is it?! It's so noisy!"

Hearing someone speak from below, Song Miqiu was worried that her secret would be discovered, so she could only look to the side.

Yu Huailin, however, did not want to give her a chance and raised his hand again to strike her on the top of her head.

Despite being on the brink of life and death, Song Miqiu suddenly sensed something amiss and couldn't help but frown.

"Your lower limbs are unsteady."

As her voice fell, her foot kicked the other person in the back of the knee, causing him to kneel on one knee.

But the man was not prepared to give up. He picked up a brick, crushed it into powder, and threw it at Song Miqiu.

Unexpectedly, the wind suddenly changed at that moment.

The powder that was originally flying towards Song Miqiu's eyes suddenly turned back and attacked him.

Upon seeing this, Yu Huailin's eyes widened suddenly, but he immediately covered his eyes with his hand to avoid the attack.

It was precisely because of this that Song Miqiu finally understood the part of her mind that felt strange, and reached out to grab the person.

But instead of retreating, the guy advanced, forcing the outstretched hand to retract.

"who are you?"

Upon hearing her question, Yu Huailin's brows furrowed, and his movements became even more ferocious, as if he wanted to kill her outright.

However, because he was not using his most proficient martial arts, he was somewhat restricted and was temporarily at a disadvantage.

Song Miqiu also noticed this and immediately seized the opportunity to reach out and press the person to the ground.

But the moment his hand touched the other person's clothes, that guy somehow produced brick dust and sprinkled it into his eyes.

Song Miqiu could only retreat two steps to avoid the attack.

Just kidding, that stuff isn't medicine powder; those shards of tile falling into your eyes could very well blind you.

She raised her hand and forcefully waved it towards the powder. When the powder scattered, she tried to grab it, but found that the guy disguised as Yu Huailin was rushing towards another window on the third floor.

He wanted to run away.

How could Song Miqiu let that imposter get away? Without thinking, she lightly touched the ground with her toes and quickly chased after him.

Who exactly is this person, and why does he insist on imitating Yu Huailin?

Could it be that this person is the real murderer, and this is an attempt to frame someone?

The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. Song Miqiu quickened her pace again, but still had someone rush in first to close the window.

Worried that there might be hidden weapons in the room, she didn't know what to do for a moment.

After searching his body for a while, he finally managed to quickly slip a piece of metal through the gap and forcefully pry open the latch.

After confirming that there was no movement inside, he carefully reached in with one arm.

There was no sign of an attack, and Song Miqiu assumed the person had left. She stepped onto the windowsill, only to find the person still sitting there.

The moment their eyes met, he raised his fist and attacked Song Miqiu once again.

But she rolled right there and went straight into the room, sweeping her leg and knocking her to the ground.

"Who are you? If you don't tell me why you're imitating Yu Huailin, I won't be polite."

The man remained silent, only staring fiercely at Song Miqiu, seemingly looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

But she wasn't about to give him a chance. She used her knee to pin him to the ground and raised her hand to deliver the final blow.

But just as he raised his hand, he heard another person's footsteps coming from the windowsill.

Song Miqiu looked up and saw an even more familiar figure standing in the moonlight.

"So you think I'm being unreasonable and you're trying to force yourself on me?"

"It's just a pity..."

Yu Huailin shook his head, looking at Song Miqiu with a mocking expression, as if accusing her of not being able to distinguish between the two.

"I noticed you weren't responding to me, so I wanted to get to the bottom of this. Who pointed at the guy and climbed out the window to leave?"

"I followed you out because I was worried you might want to risk it again, but who knew this guy would try to kill me."

Upon hearing the last three words, Yu Huailin's smiling eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept a chill over the man who was struggling to get up.

He didn't explain, he just stood quietly to the side.

Seeing this, Yu Huailin could only look away and turn to Song Miqiu, who was still talking eloquently, with a look of grievance on his face.

"But you still mistook me for a while, at least you didn't recognize me downstairs, right?"

Indeed, the two looked so alike at that time that no one could tell them apart if they didn't speak.

Song Miqiu didn't bother to explain, but instead turned her gaze to Yu Huailin, hoping to see the disheveled state of the other man.

But he didn't look like he had experienced anything major; even the creases in his clothes from before he left the house were gone.

"Where did you just come from?"

"How could that be? Wouldn't that be suicide?"

No matter what, I have to wander around and shake off everyone before I can come back.

But Yu Huailin didn't mention this. Instead, he looked at himself standing there motionless again and raised his hand to wave.

The man's face remained unchanged. He simply bowed, didn't even glance at Song Miqiu standing there, and climbed out of the room through the window.

Worried that the person might run off to do something dangerous again, she glanced out the window and saw that the person's voice had disappeared into the darkness before slowly turning her gaze away.

But as she prepared to go back, she found the figure inside the room behind her.