"Then why don't you, Master Zhuge, come and investigate in person?"

Chen Mu said lightly.

Zhuge Fengchu's eyes widened: "I...I..."

"Don't worry, Brother Feng Chu, I have experience." Chen Mu patted the other person's chest and gave him a reassuring look.

Zhuge Fengchu rolled her eyes and simply sat on a chair beside her to rest.

Do whatever you want.

It's just a waste of a day anyway.

Chen Mu recruited Zhang Awei to his side: "Ask them about the situation when Mu Xiang'er left that day, make a record, and don't miss any details."

"No problem, boss."

Zhang Awei nodded.

After Chen Mu gave his orders, he wandered around in the yard.

Li's family background is very ordinary, and there are some old sundries in the yard, and there is also a carriage rented from Hongji Chefang.

It seems that Li's husband is a cab driver.

On weekdays, I make a living by running a taxi.

The carriage was washed very clean, including the wheels, which were carefully cared for. The horses in captivity were of average breed, with no hair left, but they were very energetic.

It can be seen from the feeding trough that they are usually fed with medium forage.

The horses were also washed.

As a coachman, he needs to take care of the carriage every day, but it is rare to see such meticulous care, which shows that he is a diligent person.

Chen Mu looked back at Li's husband who was cooperating with Zhang Awei in taking notes, and his eyes fell on his hands.

The knuckles are broad and rough.

There was a lot of black mud stuck between the nails.

Chen Mu frowned, his eyes fell on the carriage again, and he circled around it, his gaze patrolling like a scanning machine.

Suddenly, his body stopped.

Chen Mu bent down, and slowly pulled out a long hair from the gap on the side of the carriage, which was very clear in the sunlight.

Chapter 17 Do Crocodiles Cry?

"What did you find?"

Zhuge Fengchu leaned forward.

Seeing the hair in Chen Mu's hands, he snorted and said, "How many people do this car take back and forth every day, what's so special about a hair."

Chen Mu compared the hair with Mu Xiang'er's hair lying in the coffin, and then put it in a small notebook.

He turned his head and smiled slightly at the other party:

"That's right."

Zhuge Fengchu was a little dazed, always feeling that the other party's smile was crushing his IQ again, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Cut, play tricks.

After checking the carriage and horses again, Chen Mu entered the house.

The house was fairly tidy.

In the corner stood a small loom.

The wooden tables and stools are all made of ordinary wood, and most of the paint on them has been worn away. The only brand new thing is a water tank.

There are also some pulled white radishes on the ground.

Zhuge Fengchu followed behind, picked up a thin radish on the ground, rubbed it with his hands, and then gnawed it.

Click, click, click.

It tastes delicious.

Chen Mu was speechless: "Can't you wash it?"

Zhuge Fengchu looked at him with eyes like an idiot: "This thing is not poisonous, and besides, I don't even bother to wash my hands after pulling Xiang."

Chen Mu was speechless.

After careful inspection, enter a side room.

What came into view was a bathtub with some towels, soaps, etc. next to it, and the floor was cleaned very clean.

Here is the place to bathe.

"I really want to take a bath."

Zhuge Fengchu, who was sweating all over from casting a spell in Ju Chunlou before, was a little moved when she saw the tub.

But after all, it was someone else's house, so I had no choice but to suppress my desire to take a bath.

At this moment, he regretted that he came to investigate the case with this guy.

Lying in the bathtub of the restaurant and taking a comfortable bath, isn't it delicious to drink two sips of wine?Don't waste time here.

Seeing Chen Mu dawdling, he couldn't help urging: "Can you hurry up."

Hurry up Jill!

Chen Mu also gave in to this guy, and prepared to leave after a rough inspection.

But as soon as he reached the door, his body froze suddenly.

Chen Mu turned his head slowly, his eyes fixed on a table with a bronze mirror next to it.

His eyes moved down the table legs all the way——

There is a curved groove in the ground.

Although the grooves have been deliberately cleaned, the traces drawn by the corners of the table on the ground are still recognizable.

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