I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Sun Yaoting stared at Huang Gong and Ye Chongshan, and said lightly: "Tonight, I have a son and a cousin dead. I don't know how to explain to my cousin."

"But I can swear that the death of my son and nephew will not be wasted!"

After speaking, Sun Yaoting turned his head and continued to walk forward. The speed of his walking was still exactly the same as when he came, and there was no difference in the distance he took each step.

Ye Chongshan was counting silently behind Sun Yaoting. He finally found that when Sun Yaoting went back, the time and the number of steps he took were exactly the same as the time and the number of steps he took when he came down.

This is definitely not a coincidence.

Ye Chongshan only thought about it for a moment, and he felt that Sun Yaoting was an extremely terrifying existence.

He is now beginning to worry about others. He created this incident for that one, killing many people in the North Sea Escort, and also killed Sun Yaoting's original nephew, and the murderer behind the current son is worried.

Ye Chongshan felt that, perhaps, offending Sun Yaoting would be the least ought to be made, the greatest and the most unforgivable mistake that this person made in his life.

Perhaps this mistake of the person behind the scenes will cost him blood.

When Huang Gong led the crowd and returned to the lobby on the second floor, he found that Sun Yaoting had already returned to the lobby, and was already sitting in his seat in jeopardy, waiting for the return of the crowd.

After everyone returned, Gong Huang immediately turned his head to look at Sun Yaoting, and said loudly: "I have arranged it. Mr. Sun can leave the Huangyang Restaurant at any time and lead his own people to the South Lake of Huangyang Town. The location of the incident, check the visit, witness with your own eyes, where the whole thing happened, listen to it with your own ears, and everyone tells the whole process of the incident."

Gong Huang also prepared to tell Sun Yaoting about his specific arrangements and so on.

But Sun Yaoting, who was sitting at the bottom, listening to Huang Gong's words with a calm expression, suddenly waved his hand and calmly refused: "No need, this matter is well designed by the enemy."

"Almost all the people who have experienced this incident, and the incident, have all disappeared."

"The most obvious clue is that my son has also died and turned into a silent corpse."

"Even the singers on the irrelevant painting boats have disappeared. Even the painting boats Zhongren rode in are turned into wooden fragments. Even if we rush over now, what can we see?"

"In fact, we can't see anything."

"As for asking other people around, there will be no results."

"I heard that even the simplest sentence, after being relayed by a few people, will become very different from the original intention, let alone such a complicated incident."

"Instead of listening to other people's narrations, I don't know how many times, and I don't know how many boasts, but I think Huang Gong's narration is more worthy of my trust.

Having said that, Sun Yaoting did not forget to smile and nod to Ye Chongshan, who was on the side, to show his appreciation.

After hearing Sun Yaoting's words, Huang Gong thought for a moment, and immediately felt that Sun Yaoting's words made sense.

The others in the hall heard Sun Yaoting's words, and their eyes lit up, feeling that Sun Yaoting's words were quite meaningful.

However, Huang Gong thought for a while, frowned slightly, and looked at the head of Sun Yaoting again, and asked for advice: "Since the head of Sun Yaoting said, even if we go to the Nanhu incident, we can’t find anything important and useful. Clues and intelligence."

"Doesn't that mean that our clue was cut off?"

"Could it be that the death of the son of Mr. Sun's Darthead, just forget it?"

"Do we really have no way to find the real planner behind the scenes?"

However, when he heard the words of Lord Huang, Sun Yaoting on one side shook his head almost without thinking, before his face was calm, and he spoke confidently: "The clues are not broken."

"My son will not die in vain."

"The real murderer behind the scenes will definitely not escape."

Hearing Sun Yaoting's words, General Huang looked at Sun Yaoting suspiciously, but he didn't know that the other party would not make fun of his nephew's death, but he was a little unsure, so he couldn't figure out how to deal with this matter next.

So Huang Gong just continued to ask for advice humbly: "I can't think of what else can we do to dig out the murderer behind the scenes, and ask Mr. Sun to teach me."

A successful person must have a reason for his success.

Some people succeed because they are smart enough.

Some people succeed because they can make many smart enough friends.

Huang Gong may not be the former successful person, but it is obvious that he must be the latter.

Hearing Duke Huang’s words, Sun Yaoting was about to speak, but he listened to Xia Yu, who was sitting next to Qingxue’s stretcher in the middle of the hall, and said: "The clues are naturally not broken."

"Mr. Sun's son will naturally not die in vain."

"The real murderer behind the scenes may not be able to escape."

Hearing Xia Yu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth to speak. Huang Gong was slightly surprised. However, the look of surprise in his eyes flashed away. He turned his head and looked at Xia Yu, interested in "Oh." "A sound, counted as a question.

"Because if my guess is correct, the three things that happened tonight are the same person behind the scenes."

"The incident at the Huangyang Restaurant is full of thunder and rain. It is just to disperse the staff, help the other two things, and do cover-ups, while the other two things can be successfully completed.

"Although what happened at the Huangyang Restaurant and what happened on the South Lake Painting Boat, there are no clues at all."

"Because the evil spirit who attacked the Yellow Goat Restaurant has died, and fled, we can check it wirelessly."

"And what happened above the South Lake was because it happened on the water. All the people involved died. The paintings that happened were also turned into pieces of wooden boards. No clues can be found."

"However, a painting boat can be easily destroyed and obliterated by people, but two manor houses are not so easy that they can be completely destroyed and obliterated by people."

"What's more, we still hope to find a witness."

Hearing Xia Yu's words, Huang Gong's originally dim and deep eyes suddenly lit up involuntarily.

Everyone suddenly understood the meaning of Xia Yu's words.

"You mean, those two narrow alleys outside the wall near Guilaixitang killed the Qingxue people. Old man, my manor, who else might have participated in the ambush and left clues?"

"And we might be able to find the woman who pretended to have a lantern to see and led Qingxue to the narrow alley."

"Because in order to win the trust of others, that woman must expose her face to Qingxue and the others."

"In order not to reveal the flaws, Qingxue and the others see through it. It is extremely possible that that woman will not use disguise and change her face through makeup."

"So, what we have to do now is to draw shadows and figures based on Qingxue's description, draw the true face of the woman, and then find the woman."

Having said that, Huang Gong thought for a moment, and already waved his hand, summoning one of his subordinates to his hand, wanting to order the other party to find a master who draws shadows and graphics to draw the appearance of that woman.

After all, the woman now has become the key to the whole thing.

But at this moment, before Huang publicly ordered the birth, a piece of manuscript paper had appeared in front of Huang Gong, and on the draft, a woman's fine brushwork had appeared vividly in front of Huang Gong.

Xia Yu handed over the sketches silently.

Huang Gong looked at the sketches handed over in doubt.

The woman in the painting, the first thing people see is the word heroine.

Women who can usually be called heroines are not particularly charming and charming.

Because the word heroine is always used to carry a woman like a man, with masculine spirit, decisiveness, and sternness.

How can such a woman make men feel charming and charming?

But the woman in the drawing is an exception.

She gave birth to a pair of slender, straight, heroic sword eyebrows, but also a pair of dimples on the side of her cheeks.

Duke Huang felt that this woman was special at first glance.

Could it be that this particular woman is the one they are looking for now, and the one who led Qingxue into the trap?

If it is this person, then it will be better.

Because this woman is special.

And usually special people are easily impressive.

Obviously, finding an impressive person must be a little easier than finding someone who was born with no distinctive character.

Huang Gong looked to Xia Yu to one side, waiting for her to explain.

"This is the one who I and Qingxue are busy with, and when you are going to the underground ice cellar, under the description of Qingxue, I changed the draft several times and finally drew it."

Gong Huang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately smiled and admired: "The girl is really versatile! It's admirable!"

Afterwards, he took it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, but there was no clue. Then he handed the drawing to his subordinates to check, in order to determine whether anyone knew the woman.

Everyone checked one by one, but no one knew this woman who was born very special.

Everyone looked at it at a glance, and couldn't even tell how old the woman in this painting was.

Someone saw his lovely pair of ice and snow dimples and concluded that she should be a 13 or 4 year old girl.

Others saw her straight sword eyebrows and the self-confidence that naturally permeated his face. They concluded that such a temperament is not what a teenage yellow-haired girl should have, so they think this woman should be at least twenty. Years old, even thirty years old.

There was also the trace of guilt and cunning that someone revealed from his eyes, which confirmed that this woman might be forty years away.

So that Xia Yu next to her sounded like a big head. She didn’t think so much when she was painting. She just painted according to Qingxue’s description. She didn’t even know that the characters she painted could actually be Express so much temperament and personality.