"There. Carambola Xi took Aunt Cheng to the toilet.

The toilet is built in the corner, with a gap between the back and the wall.

The person before was relatively thin, and the five flowers were tied to the side and stuffed in just right, and he was not afraid of people falling.

It's a dead end, and you won't see it from any way you go, so there's nothing to hide.

Aunt Cheng approached and was stunned: "How did you find out here?"

She felt that when her family came back, she had to touch all the corners of the courtyard and outside the courtyard, otherwise, the next time a killer came and found this kind of place where people could hide, the old man would be in danger.

"Unexpected. Carambola Creek grinned and casually gave a reason, "I'm bored, I found it out blindly." ”

"People aren't dead, are they?" Aunt Cheng stretched out a finger and probed.

"Not dead. Carambola Creek shook her head.

"Let her stay here first, and I'll call the young master. Aunt Cheng thought about it and pulled Carambola Creek to the front hall.

Carambola Creek obediently followed.

She didn't use her watch to contact Xia Zecheng, because she didn't think there was anything big about it, and it would be the same when he came back.

Aunt Cheng made a phone call, said a few words and hung up.

The voice over there is not Xia Zecheng.

Carambola Creek sat on the side and didn't move.

Within minutes, the phone rang.

Aunt Cheng picked it up and listened to it before replying: "Young master, something happened at home, can you come back now?"

"I'll be back. Xia Zecheng didn't even ask anything, and directly agreed, "It'll be there in half an hour." ”

Hanging up the phone, Aunt Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Carambola Creek: "The young master said that it would be there in half an hour." ”

"Aunt Cheng, is the smell of gunsmoke very strong?" Carambola Xi nodded and asked curiously.

Her five senses have been nourished by Xinghui, and she has been promoted, which is different from others.

Bai Xiao is a professional, and his ability is not small, and it is normal to be sensitive to that taste.

But what about Aunt Cheng?

"It's not thick, and the average person can't smell it. Aunt Cheng smiled and sat aside, explaining, "I have participated in professional training, because we are responsible for the daily life of the leaders, and of course, we must be more vigilant against some potential dangers in life, such as fragrance. ”

Carambola Creek suddenly realized.

It's also said, like those palace fights, all kinds of murders are silent, colorless, and tasteless.

Aunt Cheng is also a professional, she looked at Carambola Creek and sighed with relief: "It is also his blessing that the young master can find you." ”

"......" Carambola Creek didn't know how to pick it up, so she had to laugh and say nothing.

She can't be cheeky enough to say yes, right?

"Are you hungry? I'm going to fry a few side dishes for you to serve porridge?" Aunt Cheng looked at the wall clock on the wall and got up and asked.

"Okay, it doesn't take much, let's eat together. Carambola Creek followed out.

So, the two went back to the kitchen.

The two jars of porridge were also brought back.

The ingredients in the kitchen have been replaced by Carambola Creek, and there is no need to do anything at this time.

The two of them each had a small low stool, sitting at the door of the kitchen, choosing vegetables and chatting while watching the movement in the yard.

"Pap~Pap~Pap~"

Half of the dishes were chosen, and the courtyard door was knocked vigorously.

"Who?" Aunt Cheng put down the dishes and got up to go out.

Carambola Xi frowned, she "saw" that it was not Xia Xuecheng who came outside, but a group of people, all with guns at their waists, and two carrying boxes in the back, which seemed to be some kind of instrument.

That's not right!

Her divine sense expanded again, and she "saw" Zhu Yunkou, who was standing in the distance looking at the Xia Mansion, and was shocked, stood up, and shouted in a low voice: "Aunt Cheng, be careful." ”

Aunt Cheng paused and looked back at Carambola Creek.

"Lots of people. Carambola Creek whispered, comparing the direction of the toilet.

Aunt Cheng looked suspicious, but she quickly calmed down, waved her hand at Carambola Creek, and walked to the door by herself: "Which one?"

Carambola Creek ran quickly to the toilet.

She felt that those people must have come for this killer.

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