So satisfying! The Great Demon King wiped out everyone equally!

As Cang Lan reached the alley entrance, she heard a commotion. A slight smile appeared on her lips, revealing a subtle curve. Without a doubt, they had discovered that the money was missing.

At this moment, the neighbors gathered around, discussing the matter animatedly.

"Have you heard? The Ding family was robbed, losing over two thousand yuan!" Aunt Zhang exclaimed in astonishment, forgetting to put down her vegetable basket. Her eyes widened as if she had heard a fairy tale.

"Huh? Do they have that much money?" Aunt Liang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, her eyes shining, but her eyes were full of schadenfreude. "Qin Guilan usually spends money extravagantly, she must have been targeted by thieves, but... they don't look like they have any money at all."

"Where did Ding Jianqiang get the money? It was left to Xiaoli by her biological mother. Now look what's happened, she's been targeted by thieves. That's Xiaoli's money." Grandpa Wang stroked his chin, his eyes deep, as if he had already seen through everything, his words carrying a hint of dissatisfaction with the Ding family.

Meanwhile, the police were busy investigating inside and outside the Ding family's house. However, after working for a long time, they found no suspicious fingerprints or footprints, and the lock showed no signs of being pried open, as if the money had simply vanished into thin air.

Canglan pretended to have just returned home and asked curiously, "Aunt Zhang, Aunt Liang, what's wrong with our family?"

Aunt Zhang quickly pulled Cang Lan over, "Oh dear, Xiao Li, your house has been burgled! More than two thousand yuan has been stolen! The police have already arrived."

Cang Lan frowned, a perfectly timed look of doubt flashing in her eyes. "More than two thousand yuan? How could my family possibly have that much money? Didn't my dad say that all the money was spent on my medical treatment?"

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, but it was like a bomb dropped into a calm lake, instantly making the onlookers prick up their ears.

Aunt Zhang's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly understood. Her gaze towards the Ding family held a hint of disdain, and the other neighbors understood as well, exchanging meaningful glances that contained condemnation of Ding Jianqiang and sympathy for Cang Lan.

They all knew that Ding Xianli's biological mother, Du Xinyue, was not only wealthy before her death, but also left her a house. However, Ding Jianqiang hid the money from his own daughter. In fact, there had been some rumors about this among the neighbors several years ago, but no one dared to say it openly. Now that this matter has come to light, Ding Jianqiang's true intentions are now completely clear.

Aunt Zhang looked at Cang Lan with heartache, her eyes full of love and pity. She held Cang Lan's hand tightly, patted it gently, and said, "Little Li, come to Auntie's house for dinner later. Look how thin your face is."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Canglan quickly refused, saying, "No need, Aunt Zhang. It's such a big deal that money was stolen from the house; I must go back and check on it." Aunt Zhang didn't want to persuade him any further, so she let Canglan leave.

As soon as Cang Lan entered the house, Qin Guilan stared intently at her, her face full of certainty, as if she had already decided that Cang Lan was the one who stole the money. She deliberately raised her voice and asked the police officer, "Officer, is it possible that this is an inside job?"

One of the police officers frowned and said seriously, "It's not impossible. There are no signs that your lock has been pried open. We can't rule out the possibility that the thief has the ability to pick locks and take the money quietly. But your house is very clean. The thief must have been to your house and carefully observed it before committing the crime when your family was not home."

Cang Lan sneered, a hint of mockery in her smile. She knew, of course, that Qin Guilan was referring to her as the "traitor within the family." She turned to Ding Hui, a sly glint in her eyes, and said, "Xiao Hui, if you took that money, just admit it. I saw you bought a bunch of clothes and some gifts the other day; none of those things looked cheap."

Cang Lan's words, though seemingly unintentional, caused Ding Hui's expression to change slightly, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes. However, she quickly concealed it, and her eyes returned to their usual aggrieved look.

Seeing this, the police left the Ding family home. As soon as they left, Ding Hui couldn't hold back anymore and said to Qin Guilan with a sob in her voice, "Mom, does my older sister mean that I stole money from home?"

Canglan ignored her and looked at Ding's father with a troubled expression. She slowly said, "Huihui, if you took the money, just admit it. I saw you come out of Dad's room with my own eyes, and then you brought back a bunch of clothes and jewelry. Today Dad said the money is gone."

Upon hearing this, Qin Guilan flew into a rage, pointing at Canglan and yelling, "Xiao Li, how have I treated you all these years? How has Xiao Hui treated you? How can you slander your sister like this?" As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, but there was no sadness in her eyes, only hostility towards Canglan.

Mr. Ding frowned, a hint of suspicion creeping into his eyes as he looked at Ding Hui. Although he doted on Ding Hui, the thought of money made him waver. In his mind, Ding Xianli was very much like her mother; the two of them, like mother and daughter, didn't concern themselves with money. Compared to them, he was more suspicious that Ding Hui had taken the money.

"Ding Hui, did you take that money...?"

Cang Lan then dropped an even bigger bombshell: "I also saw Xiao Hui and a man frequently going to the woods next door. I even saw her bring that man home once."

Upon hearing this, Ding Hui immediately wilted like a frostbitten eggplant and hurriedly retorted, "You...you're talking nonsense!" A hint of fear flashed in her eyes, and her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

Qin Guilan and Ding's father exchanged a glance; they sensed something amiss from Ding Hui's reaction. Qin Guilan immediately turned to Ding Hui, her voice rising several octaves, and asked, "Huihui, are you dating someone? Where is he from? What's his family situation like?"

Mr. Ding's face immediately darkened, and he said from the side, "Why did you bring your girlfriend home? What about our money? Did he take it?"

Ding Hui was speechless with fear, her face flushed red with nervousness. She hurriedly said, "Mom and Dad, believe me, I definitely didn't take that money."

“If you didn’t take the money, then it’s possible that the guy you brought back took it, little sister, you’ve been tricked,” Cang Lan added fuel to the fire.

Ding Hui was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. She said, "Impossible. Brother Weiguo wouldn't do that."

Upon hearing the name "Wei Guo," Qin Guilan's face turned even uglier. She raised her hand and slapped Ding Hui, yelling, "Xiao Wei Guo? Don't you know who he is? His family is dirt poor. He's just a temporary worker at a steel factory, earning only a dozen yuan a month. With so much money in our family, how could he not have designs on us?"

At this point, Mr. Ding realized what was happening. Now, all he could think about was getting his money back, so he said angrily, "Go and call Xiao Weiguo over right now and find out what happened!" As he spoke, he slammed his fist on the table, making the teacups on it shake.

Ding Hui burst into tears, crying as she said, "Mom and Dad, Wei Guo would never be that kind of person."