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Just when Xia Qingxiao thought that Xiaobao still couldn't remember, Xiaobao suddenly opened a pair of big black and white eyes, and said glutinously: "I seem to have heard my mother say that it is dirty, and then I can no longer hear what my mother says." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Xia Qingxiao's body shook violently and rubbed Xiaobao's head, "Xiaobao is awesome!" ”

When the words fell, she looked back at Zhao and Siwen behind her, "You two lock the door at home, no matter who you are, you can't open the door, you can't respond under any circumstances, if I come back, I will tell you loudly." Mother, don't worry, I have found someone to protect us in secret, as long as we are in any danger, someone will appear. I urgently need to go to Xiaobao's house now, and after a long time, some evidence will definitely be erased. ”

"Xiao'er, you must be careful!" The Zhao family originally wanted to stop Xia Qingxiao, but when she heard Xia Qingxiao say that someone was protecting them behind her back, she suddenly thought of King Yan, who should be someone from the Yan King faction, so Xiao Er should be fine.

These are extraordinary times, and if the murderer is not caught, all the women in the capital will be terrified and difficult, and there will be no wonder how many people will die under the cruel methods of the murderer.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Xia Qingxiao nodded.

The night was hazy, and the moonlight covered the entire capital, and the streets were deserted, and the cleanliness was somewhat frightening.

You can clearly hear your own footsteps.

It's not far, but it's a small distance, and it seems like a long, long walk.

Xia Qingxiao's heart beat like a drum, and in the short distance she walked, she had a lot of guesses, and an intuition rose in her heart, she seemed to be getting closer and closer to the answer, and she was getting closer and closer to the perverted killer.

Soon arrived at Qin Sanniang's house.

The gates are sealed.

The doors of the neighbors' houses have been locked tightly, and some people have moved out temporarily out of fear and will return when the wind is calm.

The whole street was extremely lonely, and only Xia Qingxiao was alone.

She lingered in front of the door.

It's dirty......

Do these two words describe the murderer, or do they describe something else? For example......

Xia Qingxiao looked at a small mark by the door, she looked for a long time, this kind of mark was not easy to see in the moonlight.

Squatting down, she sniffed it carefully, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly stood up, and the answer was really the same as she guessed!

Immediately afterwards, she went to the front of the house of the two victims not far away, and found the same mark, but the mark was not obvious, and after many days of sun exposure, or someone walked over, she could only dig up the soil a little in each place according to her speculation, and pick up a piece of soil with a branch to smell it.

Same!

These victims should have been lured out of the house by the same method as the murderer!

How were the daughter of the prefect and a young lady from a rich family lured out by the murderer?

Don't......

Was he seen by the murderer when he was in love? And then trail and then start?

Generally, this kind of thing will be a big family will feel that they have lost face, even if they are killed, they will never let go of this kind of thing, so the answers given by the two families at that time were surprisingly consistent, they did not know the reason, it may be that the murderer used some method to break into the house and kidnap the two.

A big family like this basically has guards, how can a murderer break in without a long eye? What's the difference between that and looking for death.

Moreover, Master Jiao took some detours here, and always thought that the murderer was a flower thief, and he was very powerful. When the case became worse and worse, Jiao Da realized that the murderer could not be a flower thief with martial arts.

In fact, the murderer's criminal methods are not clever, and he used the cover of his identity, so that no one can suspect him, or no one will be on guard against him at all.

Because he saw it almost all the time, in the darkness of the night, in every household.

After getting the answer, Xia Qingxiao immediately prepared to go to Dali Temple.

Something suddenly occurred to her, she needed to go home.

After crossing a few streets, I quickly ran home.

Standing in front of the door, Xia Qingxiao looked sideways at the wooden barrel next to the door, a wooden barrel filled with night incense. Every few days, someone passes by and collects the barrels filled with night incense.

It seems that the people have not yet come.

She shouted outside the door, "Mother, Siwen, it's me." ”

After waiting for a while, I got a response from Zhao, "Xiao'er?" ”

"Well, it's me, mother." Xia Qingxiao replied.

A man driving an ox cart stops in front of each house, then lifts the bucket placed in front of the door and places it on the cart.

The man driving the ox cart was a middle-aged man of forty or fifty years old, slightly hunchbacked, with a dirty hat and some feces on his body, but he was used to it, and he had been exposed to these things all year round, and even if he hadn't touched them, he still had some of that smell. So he didn't have a wife, he was alone. Driving the ox cart, lonely repeating the boring things day after day.

He opened a pair of dark green eyes in the dark night and looked at a graceful young woman standing in front of the door not far ahead, and a bright light flashed in the depths of his eyes, the only light that seemed to interest him in his dark life.

Driving the carriage, he approached the woman step by step.

Xia Qingxiao looked at him sideways.

In the night, the middle-aged man didn't say a word, drove the carriage to stop in front of the door of one house after another, and took away one wooden barrel after another, which didn't seem to be unusual.

There were many people in the whole capital who were engaged in the same work as middle-aged men, and each of them was in a similar situation, with no relatives, no wives, and no friends. Although every family needs him, he is rarely respected by the world.

Hearing his mother's footsteps getting closer and closer, Xia Qingxiao's eyes moved slightly, and he changed his mind and didn't go in to appease his mother, and came back to tell his mother that she might not come back tonight, and to solve the case with her father and them in Dali Temple.

"Mother, don't open the door, I'm not going in. When I came back, I told my mother, close the doors and windows, don't open the door no matter what happens, I'll see my father. Xia Qingxiao raised his voice and said.

Zhao stopped in front of the door, and just about to open the door, he heard Xia Qingxiao's words, and was stunned for a moment, how could this kid say the same thing when he left before? She was smart enough not to ask why, but replied, "Okay, be careful on the road." ”

"Don't worry, mother." Xia Qingxiao said with a smile. As she turned to leave, she glanced sideways at the barrel by the door, and the carriage behind her was getting closer and closer to her.

The middle-aged man got out of the carriage.

Xia Qingxiao lowered his eyes and walked forward step by step.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a barrel falling behind me.

Look back.

It seemed that the middle-aged man didn't hold it steady, the barrel fell again, and some of the night incense spilled out, and suddenly a smoky rancid smell dispersed.

Xia Qingxiao's eyes moved slightly, and the words that Qin Sanniang and the others shouted when they saw this situation flashed in their minds, "It's so dirty." ”

The middle-aged man's figure seemed to stiffen for a moment, he raised his head to look at Xia Qingxiao, there was no emotion in his hazy eyes, he didn't say a word, and lifted the barrel again and put it on the ox cart.

Xia Qingxiao frowned and said secretly: "Isn't it this person?" Is it the other people who collect night incense at night? ”

With doubts, Xia Qingxiao continued to walk forward.

The carriage behind him creaked and creaked.

Suddenly, she felt that the middle-aged man behind her quickened his pace and walked towards her.

She stood and turned back.

I saw the middle-aged man close in front of me, holding a rusty axe in his hand.

"Sure enough, it's you." Xia Qingxiao hooked the corners of her lips and looked at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a fierce light, and without saying a word, he slashed directly towards Xia Qingxiao.

Xia Qingxiao turned sideways and easily dodged.

At the moment when she dodged, the middle-aged man slashed again, but this time it was completely hollowed, and a person suddenly appeared behind him, kicked it with one foot easily, and kicked the axe in his hand to the ground.

The Dark Guard then tied up the middle-aged man.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

The speed at which the guards moved was simply swift and ruthless. The middle-aged man didn't think that Xia Qingxiao would have someone around him to protect her, let alone that the person who protected her turned out to be a martial arts person, so he was knocked to the ground without the slightest defense.

At this point, he was finally scared, but not worried.

also said the first words of the evening, "Let go of me, who are you?" Why are you tying me up? ”

"That's a good question, why did you say you were arrested?" Xia Qingxiao raised his eyebrows, this person can commit one case after another psychopathically, which is enough to show that he is a very calm and bold person.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a fierce light, and he looked at Xia Qingxiao's gaze as if he wanted to tear her apart, but he couldn't escape from the feet of the secret guard.

"There have been many crimes, and I am becoming more and more arrogant, and I believe you have a lot to say to your lord." Xia Qingxiao sneered.

"I'm not a murderer!" The middle-aged man retorted calmly.

Xia Qingxiao smiled: "You are not a murderer, so who is?" ”

The middle-aged man looked at the axe that was kicked aside, and replied in a very cold voice: "Anyway, I'm not a murderer, and that axe is not a murder weapon, I just saw that you were beautiful and alone." ”

"Well, that's a good reason to get away with it." Xia Qingxiao nodded.

"Why?" Seeing Xia Qingxiao, the middle-aged man didn't hesitate at all, gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice.

Xia Qingxiao knew what he was referring to when he asked, but he only smiled and didn't answer.

"Help me send him to Dali Temple." Xia Qingxiao looked at the dark guard and said in a deep voice.

The Dark Guard nodded.

After walking a few steps away, Xia Qingxiao suddenly stopped, she looked at the middle-aged man sharply, and then at the axe in the hand of the dark guard.

The axe was rusty, but the tip could be seen in the moonlight.

Killing a few people, being able to chop human flesh and bones into pieces, the tip of the axe must be smooth, even slightly polished, and it must not be rusty at the moment, and the blade has a missing corner and is not sharp enough.

This person is not a murderer!

Xia Qingxiao's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly approached the middle-aged man, and asked with a cold expression, "What do you know?" Say. ”

The middle-aged man suddenly showed a rampant smile with yellow teeth, and in the night, the laughter was extremely harsh and hideous, but he didn't say a word.

Xiao Qianhan chuckled in his heart, jumped violently, almost did not hesitate, and ordered the secret guard: "Look at him!" She ran to her home, saying in her heart, "Don't be fine!" Don't be fine! There is a secret guard, no matter who it is, it is impossible to hurt Niang or Siwen.

"Hahahaha, it's late! It's late! Hahahaha! The meat filling, the meat filling is particularly delicious, the human meat filling, and the eyeballs, bite it down! Hahaha! The middle-aged man looked at Xia Qingxiao's departing back and laughed wildly, this laughter seemed that he or the real murderer had taken control of the world at night when he couldn't see the end of the night! In the posture of emperors, they choose beautiful women, enjoy their bodies, and enjoy their fears and begs for mercy.

Right.

The murderer is not alone.

It's two people!

Because she suddenly returned home, she happened to run into a middle-aged man who was one of the murderers, and the attempt to kill her was a temporary initiative of the middle-aged man.

When Xia Qingxiao ran home as fast as he could.

Sure enough, I saw a man standing in front of the door, he seemed to have knocked on the door, waiting for Zhao's response in the courtyard.

"Who?" The voice was trembling, but Xia Qingxiao could tell that it was Siwen.

"I don't know who touched the wooden barrel in front of your house, it's everywhere in front of the door, and the smell is really pungent when I pass by the door, and there is nowhere to put my feet." The man spoke, his voice very old, and he was hunched over, looking just an ordinary and kind old man.

But after the old man spoke, Siwen's voice was not so nervous, "Are you Uncle Liu?" ”

"It's me, little girl, just sweep the door when you have time, it's really not good for passers-by to step on it." Uncle Liu replied warmly, and coughed a few times.

"Thank you, Uncle Liu, it's just ...... I'll clean it up again tomorrow. Siwen hesitated, walked to the door and remembered the young lady's instructions, and did not open the door to go out, but she still had a good impression of Uncle Liu, selling steamed buns, I heard that the taste was good, every time I walked in front of his stall, I wanted to buy a few, once I bought a stray dog on the road, and the frightened buns fell to the ground. I heard from people nearby that although Uncle Liu was alone, he was a very good person, always liked to help people, and there were beggars who were hungry and had nothing to eat, so he also gave them all the leftover buns that day.

When Uncle Liu heard this, he nodded with a smile: "I know what you're worried about, little girl, you will inevitably be stepped on by others, I'll help you clean it up." ”

"No, Uncle Liu, it's not early, you go back and rest." Siwen hurriedly said.

Xia Qingxiao had been standing aside and observing, and was not in a hurry to step forward.

When Siwen responded again, Uncle Liu still replied patiently: "It's okay. I'm an old man who can't sleep at night, so I'll help you clean up. ”

At this time, maybe some other people will be embarrassed to open the door, after all, it is really too bad to let an old man clean the filth in front of the door.

But Siwen remembered Xia Qingxiao's instructions and wandered left and right in front of the door, the smell of the night incense was indeed pungent, so that an old man couldn't clean her up, but she couldn't open the door.

The old man stood motionless in front of the door, perhaps after waiting for a long time, he picked up a broom in front of the door and really began to clean.

Generally, people will have a broom in front of the door, which is used to sweep the fallen leaves in front of the door, so Uncle Liu said that he would clean it.

After Siwen inside the door heard the voice and smelled the smell, she was very unhappy, "Uncle Liu, I really don't need you to clean up, I will clean it up tomorrow, and now it's getting late, basically no one will pass by here." ”

"Little girl, I'm too old to see these things. It's okay, you go inside and rest. Uncle Liu replied kindly.

Zhao was a little uneasy when he saw that Siwen had been talking to the people outside, and when he came out, he saw that Siwen was still in front of the door, so he shouted, "Siwen, come back." ”

Siwen bit her lip, "I'm sorry Uncle Liu, I can't go out, thank you first, I will definitely help you if you need help in the future." ”

After hearing the sound of Siwen running back to the house, Uncle Liu's hand holding the broom paused slightly, but he was still sweeping the stolen goods on the ground.

Xia Qingxiao walked over slowly, stood in front of him, and did not startle the snake, but said to him: "Trouble uncle, give me the broom, I'll sweep it." ”

Uncle Liu raised his head and looked at her, and his eyes seemed to be filled with fire.

"I'm the daughter of the owner, and I've just been out on a trip and I'm just coming back. Thank you, I'll clean up. Xia Qingxiao then said.

He didn't hand the broom into Xia Qingxiao's hands, but his eyes were half-narrowed, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and said softly: "You go in quickly, I'll clean it up immediately." ”

"It's okay, some of them are too dirty, and it's really not good for you to clean up with an old man." Xia Qingxiao continued. I have to say that the old man in front of him, no matter where he looks at it, seems to have nothing to do with the perverted killer.

No matter how much a person can disguise, he will not disguise to the end.

After all, murder is addicted, crime is addicted, some factors keep jumping in the blood, and in the end, they can no longer hold back.

"Okay."

He answered, and then prepared to hand the broom to Xia Qingxiao.

Xia Qingxiao took it.

Just when Xia Qingxiao just got the broom, she clearly heard a few words spit out from his mouth, "Girl, do you like to eat steamed buns?" ”

How would you feel when someone asked you what you like to eat in a stinking environment?

Others Xia Qingxiao didn't know, but she would feel disgusting. Perhaps the previous victims would have felt a little disgusted, she lowered her eyes and smiled: "I don't like it very much." ”

"That's what you haven't eaten from me, the meat filling is delicious, and it's definitely not comparable to other messy meat fillings." He talked with great interest about his specialty of steamed buns and minced meat.

Xia Qingxiao was still smiling, but did not say a word.

Immediately afterward, he asked, "Do you know why my minced meat is the most delicious?" ”

Xia Qingxiao's eyes moved slightly, and he gave the answer, "Because the meat is very fresh." ”

"Yes, but it's not true. Meat freshness is important, but the most important thing is what kind of meat to choose. He discussed with Xia Qingxiao with great interest, maybe it was a good night tonight, or maybe he wanted to share it with someone on a whim. After all, minced meat does make him proud.

"Oh? What meat? Xia Qingxiao asked with him.