The Plow

Looking out from the window here, I happened to see a low building and the street in front of them.

This included the two houses that had just been burned to the ground.

If there are people coming and going at the entrance of Xiaoji Noodle Shop, if you look down from their direction, you can see them clearly.

"A hypothesis."

"If this Hong Xiaoguang is a demolisher who lured Du Yuning for the money of the Yuan family, after Du Yuning found out his true colors, the two turned against each other. Hong Xiaoguang became furious and killed Du Yuning by mistake, that would make sense."

"This also explains why he lives in this kind of place, but he comes in and out with a tie and glasses, and he can talk about poetry with Du Yuning. It's nothing more than a common trick to confuse the other party and tear down the White Party."

"He dealt with Du Yuning, he knew of your existence, and because he lived here, he could see you going in and out of Xiaoji Noodle Restaurant, so after he accidentally killed someone, he simply did nothing but kill the owner of the noodle restaurant, in order to eliminate you The alibi witnesses framed you as a murderer."

Ling Shu's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and finally he spoke when Yue Dingtang's words came to an end.

"No, there is a loophole in your speculation. I have handled many cases of dismantling the White Party. Generally, after the incident is exposed, the first reaction of this kind of fraudulent and dismantling of the White Party must be to run away, not to kill more. One person, just to frame me. Because their identities are also fake, and every time they deceive a person, they will change their name and origin, which is the most trouble-free and safest way."

"He didn't even take away any belongings from Du Yuning's room, but rushed to Xiaoji Noodle Restaurant to kill the boss and frame me. This is totally unreasonable."

"Maybe, we got it wrong in the first place."

Yue Dingtang nodded.

"Then the second hypothesis."

"This Hong Xiaoguang is not for the Yuan family's money, nor is it for Du Yuning's beauty, but he gave us such an illusion."

"Comparing the time when he and Du Yuning met, and the time when you reconnected with Du Yuning, he was in the front and you were in the back. In other words, Du Yuning didn't think of contacting you until he got to know him."

Ling Shu: "You mean, Du Yuning came to me, maybe it was at his behest?"

Yue Dingtang: "That's right, this Hong Xiaoguang is not simple. There must be something he needs in Du Yuning's place. Pure beauty may not be enough to satisfy his appetite. Even behind him, there may be other people who don't need money and can If you don’t want people, what do you want?”

Du Yunning's natal family has long been in decline, and she has also cut off contact with her natal family. Those who plot against the Du family will never think of Du Yuning;

Although Yuan Bingdao was a formidable figure in his early years, Yuan Bing's mud could not support a tiger's father and son, and there was nothing in him worth being used by others to frame him.

unless--

"Is it something Yuan Bingdao left behind? Or something in the Yuan family?"

Yue Dingtang was thoughtful.

"Yuan Bing has been deeply poisoned by smoking opium. He has been in a daze all year round, cursing and swearing. He was not at Yuan's house on the day of Du Yuning's accident, so we have not interrogated him for too in-depth and detailed things. We can try to break through."

Ling Shu: "It's too late now, will it be done tomorrow? I have to go home quickly, otherwise my sister will be in a hurry and won't go back on New Year's Eve. If she sees Du Yuning's report in the newspaper, she will definitely think about it."

Yue Dingtang turned his wrist to check the time.

"Alright, then at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, I'll ask the driver to pick you up. It's still the old place you're familiar with, the old gate arresting room. Yuan Bing is now arranged in a private room. He's living a good life. It's said—"

He said that he didn't see Ling Shu's response for a long time, so he couldn't help but look up at the other party, but he saw that the latter was staring outside intently.

The fireworks in the distance burst into bright light from time to time, and in an instant, they suddenly brightened and darkened, and also reflected the flickering light spots on the side of Lingshu, making it even more unpredictable.

"What are you looking at?"

Before the question was finished, he was violently pulled by Ling Shu and pulled to the edge of the wall by the window.

"Hush." ​​Ling Shu lowered his voice, "I saw someone go into the noodle shop just now."

Yue Dingtang frowned.

Since the owner of Xiaoji Noodle Restaurant died, where are there still people?

Even if it is a thief, it is impossible to choose such a place to go in and steal things.

Could it be a beggar sheltering from the cold?

As soon as this idea came up, Yue Dingtang immediately overturned it.

Who can spend a night in a place full of burning smells?It's better to go to the orphanage to try your luck.

If it wasn't for bandits and beggars, they would have gone there on purpose, that is, people related to the case.

The two went downstairs quickly, without even thinking about saying goodbye to the landlord, they left here in a hurry.

Although they didn't say anything, they all agreed on one thing: Hong Xiaoguang, if he is a little vigilant, he will definitely not come back here again. There are very few personal items in the room. The name is not even true or false.

The cunning rabbit's three caves, this person must have more than one stronghold.

It is very close to the noodle shop from here, just turn across a street and step over a few houses, and you will be there in a short while.

Next to the noodle shop was the ruins of a family of three who died tragically. Although the fire was not affected on the other side, only the old and the young were dependent on each other.

The surroundings are calm and quiet, in stark contrast to the fireworks across the street.

Ling and Yue split into two groups, Yue Dingtang walked in the front, Ling Shu walked around the back door.

If the person who went in just now was really Hong Xiaoguang, he was blocked from front and back, and he could only advance and retreat without any hesitation.

The back door of the noodle shop is ajar. It was originally designed to avoid encounters with customers, to transport ingredients for the owner to enter and exit, etc. No matter how large or small, many restaurants and hotels have such a back door.

The fire may not have spread to the back first, because the wooden door was not completely burned, and more than half of it was left hanging alone on the door frame. The smell is inhaled into the nasal cavity.

Ling Shu reached out to push the door.

boom!

The broken wooden door fell straight from the door frame!

If he hadn't retreated so fast, it wouldn't be the ground that hit him now, but his feet.

Without the cover of the wooden door, the darkness rushes towards him, like a wild beast eager to devour people, opening its bloody mouth, waiting for him to throw himself into the net.

Ling Shu turned on the flashlight that had been brought over from Yue Dingtang just now, and walked in.

He put the scarf over his nose and mouth.

The flashlight passed by, and the noodle shop no longer looked like it used to be.

Ling Shu still remembered that he and Lao Xiao were sitting there, three points drunk, chatting freely. Lao Xiao waved his arms and said that he would expand the noodle restaurant within three years, and later open it to the scale of an international hotel, allowing foreigners You can also see the profoundness of Chinese cuisine.

Although he knows that Lao Xiao is bragging, but he has no children and regards making noodles as his pursuit to relieve loneliness, so why not let others brag.

But now, even wanting to hear him brag has become a luxury.

Ling Shu couldn't help sighing slightly.

There was no one around, so that his breath directly echoed layer by layer, as if countless ghosts in the dark also responded at the same time.

All his hair exploded in an instant!

The noodle shop didn't feel very big before, but now that there are no tables, chairs and benches, the front hall and back kitchen are almost flattened, and it immediately feels empty.

The weak light of the flashlight allowed him to see a very small range, and most of them were shrouded in darkness.

Ling Shu even had a feeling that the shadow that entered the noodle shop just now was hiding in a certain place, observing his every move in secret.

He kept his footsteps as light as possible, and even his breath almost became one with it.

But whimpers still came from all directions.

It was the sound of the wind in the cold night, as if the substance penetrated into the gap of the collar of the scarf, and then pricked hard on the skin.

According to folklore, people who die innocently cannot be reincarnated, and the souls of the dead will always linger in the place before death, looking for a substitute, waiting for an opportunity to vent their resentment.

Ling Shu wasn't quite sure if what he just saw from the window on the second floor was a living figure, or his own illusion.

Or, is it really Lao Xiao's innocent soul?

It's okay if you don't think about it, but once you start to imagine, the cold hairs will grow wildly in your heart like weeds.

Yue Dingtang was in front, and he didn't know if he had come in. Ling Shu didn't see him, nor did he see anyone else.

In addition to the sound of the wind, there is only the sound of his slightly heavy breathing.

Old Xiao, old Xiao, you and I are friends. I’m here to help you find the murderer. You have to recognize the enemy and the friend.

Ling Shu was muttering and muttering in his heart, when he suddenly stepped on a piece of gravel and sprained his ankle.

There was a whistling behind him, as if something had passed by!

Ling Shu didn't care about the pain in his feet, so he turned around abruptly, and the flashlight followed him!

Nothing.

Dang!

The pot fell to the ground.

Forward right!

Ling Shu rushed over.

"Meow!"

A black animal with a long tail leaped out of the stove, and before Ling Shu could react, it ran out three times.

So it was just a cat?

Ling Shu's doubts did not dissipate, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another movement ahead.

boom!

It's gunshots!

Yue Dingtang is there!

Ling Shu's heart sank, he thought he was careless, and ran towards the front door without thinking.

Although Yue Dingtang, a literati who taught, was temporarily hired by Smith as a consultant, it is generally impossible to carry a gun on his body, so where did the gunshots come from? Someone must have shot at Yue Dingtang.

But just as he took his steps forward, a gust of wind from behind was aimed at the back of his head and swept it fiercely!

The author has something to say:

Ling Shu took out the passing cat actor with a blank expression: it is forbidden to show cuteness at critical moments

Black Cat: Meow?