Piece 166 Murder for money

Dong Lin knew that Zhao Qinghe didn't speak and do things without saying anything, and he was quite mysterious when he looked at and guessed, but he actually had a lot of confidence in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info In this way, if he wanted to ask again, it became a blind worry, so he didn't say much, touched his nose, and accepted his fate to be a coachman for this man.

The murder took place in a hidden small village on a hill south of the city, and the scene was really not deserted.

There are more than 20 corpses in the front yard, and it is not difficult to identify their occupations.

Suzhou's first big dart bureau "hurricane cloud" large and small dart flags are inserted in a carriage, the wind is mighty and fluttering, majestic and high-spirited, but unfortunately their owners have become paper tigers this day, although they are not sitting still, the resistance obviously did not play much role, the sword is critical, less traumatic, and dies quickly and quickly.

Outside the small door in Zhuang's backyard, Cen Xuemin fell on her back in an inconspicuous black car, with more than a dozen flying knives in her body, like a hedgehog. The stab in the center of the eyebrows was the most deadly, his eyes were frightened, and his expression was extremely painful. She was dressed as a coachman, and she had a horse-driving whip in her hand, and the car was empty.

"How?" Dong Lin followed Zhao Qinghe's footsteps in three or two steps, "Did you see Cen Xuemin's enemy?" I know that you are the most annoying, and I specially instructed you not to touch the corpse, not to enter the Zhuangzi, but to stay outside the Zhuangzi. ā€

Zhao Qinghe stepped forward, looked around the car, and if no one had searched Cen Xuemin's sleeve pocket, there was a sachet purse in the inner pocket and waist, and even the boots were pulled out and looked at.

It doesn't look miserable to die, but such a money-hungry person, with a huge amount of wealth, and after death, he doesn't even have any money left to buy a coffin, I'm afraid he will turn into a miserable ghost.

Zhao Qinghe sneered, "It's all gone." ā€

"Huh? Nothing? Dong Lin also reacted quickly.

"Silver, silver tickets, all sorts of valuable things." Zhao Qinghe said this and laughed, "If this girl can get on the right path earlier, she can actually live a very comfortable life." So far, the person who originally worked for her has died, and she has hired a dart bureau to escort her wealth, which is very bright, but it is too late. ā€

"Not really! Let's go around the casino rudder and other places in the past few days, and explore the two ways of smuggling in water and drought, who knows if she can find the dart game, or the biggest dart game in our Suzhou City. Even you didn't expect it, so she was a little better. "Anything that can hit Zhao Qinghe's brainpower, before dividing the nature of good or bad, Dong Lin will be secretly refreshed in his heart.

"A mountain is still a mountain high." Who knew that Zhao Qinghe didn't enter the oil and salt, "It's a pity that my father didn't teach me well." ā€

Dong Lin couldn't agree more, and after nodding again and again, he said, "Money must have made the enemy take care of him." ā€

"The group of people led by Cen Xuemin acted secretively, and the modus operandi was unaware, and the victims were either rich and wealthy, or weak and poor, so that people hated it was certain, but they were afraid of hatred and helpless, and they didn't know who to hate at all." Zhao Qinghe has never said vendetta.

Dong Lin finally realized, "Now this group of people has nothing to hide, and they have been served by you, and everyone in the city is talking about this case, and it will soon spread throughout the country." ā€

"I only solved the case a few days ago, and now the enemy will be able to come to the door? Besides, it is to let you from the Suzhou Mansion serve the whole pot, I just cooperate with the official errand and assist from the side, and I will never dare to take credit. "Just kidding, he is clearly a flat-headed common man, don't set up as a Qingtian master.

Dong Lin looked at Zhao Qinghe's eyes very clearly, "Your tone is exactly the same as that of the prefect, I am afraid that you will steal the credit, and I will not do your business." ā€

"At this point, I still admire your family very much, love the people like children, and know how to protect innocent people." Zhao Qinghe's tone was serious.

Dong Lin said, "What I admire about you is that black and white are at your disposal, and you are not disgusted." ā€

The prefect is usually selfish and snobbish, but he obeys Zhao Qinghe's words. If it weren't for Zhao Qinghe's willingness to take care of this series of cases, he, the master, would have gone to rest a long time ago. The prefect is now talking to him about everything, and he is very suspicious that it is precisely because he has a very personal relationship with Zhao Qinghe that he seeks a solution from Zhao Qinghe in disguise.

"I'm just saying something." Zhao Qinghe's cool face did not have a trace of arrogance, and he was upright.

Dong Lin wanted to laugh at him, but when he saw Zhao Qinghe squatting down to look at the wheel prints, he knew that although this person was cold and arrogant in his bones, he was really unambiguous in his actions. At the moment, he didn't want to say any more, obediently followed the other party, and carefully remembered the set of cases he handled on the spot.

Zhao Qinghe is not stingy, as long as he is more than six or seven percent sure, he will say his thoughts. And Dong Lin listened and listened, and finally was not surprised that Zhao Qinghe came to the possible conclusion of robbery and murder.

Master Dong asked, "Most of the ordinary robberies are committed by bandits, and they are chosen in the sparsely populated mountains and forests and wastelands. Could it be someone who knows each other? ā€

Praise Dong Lin's words, Zhao Qinghe couldn't say anything anyway, just followed it, "It's not impossible." The big shopkeeper under Cen Xuemin's hand once had the intention of embezzling famous paintings and openly causing chaos. Since Shopkeeper Fang dared to do this, it was difficult to guarantee that he or other subordinates would reveal the place where Cen Xuemin was hiding the treasure and plan to rob it this time. Now the shopkeeper Fang is dead, but you caught the other two, both of whom are Cen Xuemin's left and right hands, and they will be interrogated carefully, and they may not leak clues. ā€

Dong Lin said, "If you don't say it, I almost forgot about those two masters." By the way, Cen Xuemin is guilty or not guilty, and it can be determined by the two of them adding physical evidence. I patted my head, annoyed that I was stupid.

"I'm really convinced of you, Bai Chang has a good-looking head melon." Instead of boasting awkwardly, it is better to joke and joke, Zhao Qinghe and Dong Lin belong to the same kind of gathering, not fighting, not iron, not scolding and injustice.

"It's all because the very smart Miss Cen died too suddenly...... Huh? Where are you going? Dong Lin saw Zhao Qinghe striding out, and hurriedly followed.

Who knew that Zhao Qinghe suddenly jumped up and kicked backwards, forcing Dong Lin back, "Cen Xuemin is innocent of death, and her case is over here." Brother, next, you go yours, I'll go mine, for the time being, take care of each other. ā€

When he had to turn his brain, Dong Lin was not stupid, "Are you going to chase the girl?" ā€

Zhao Qinghe narrowed his eyes, "It's better to go and meet her brother for a while than to chase her." ā€

Dong Linqi said, "Sister Xia has a brother, why does she still live with you?" ā€

"My brother is not close, but there are four sisters and sisters." Considering that he gave Dong Lin a hint about Xia Su's background, Zhao Qinghe didn't look back, and called a servant to send him back to Zhao's mansion.

Dong Lin divided the weight, stayed in the village and slowly tidied up, and after about half an hour, he slapped his head and shouted, "Liu-"

He suddenly closed his mouth again, puffed out his eyes to look at the yacha around him, and waved his hand to whitewash the peace.

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