After Lu Qinghuan took Helan Xuanyi's medicine, he really got better, and soon recovered his body. Pei Yuan and Helan Xuanyi had dinner with her again, and then they went out to the suburbs of Merlin.

This time it was unusually smooth, but when a few people rushed to the flowerbed in the depths of Merlin, the owner of the flowerbed was not there, and it seemed that he had gone out to sell flowers.

This flower garden is not large, there is only one thatched hut, and there is a courtyard behind the thatched hut, which is opened up into a dragon, and is planted with all kinds of flowers and plants.

The yard was not locked, and several people entered the yard and looked around the yard.

Lu Qinghuan's eyes were sharp, and he saw a few green plants in the corner of the flower garden, faintly exuding a familiar smell.

She hurriedly called Helan Xuanyi over and asked him the name of the flower.

Helan Xuanyi walked over, carefully inspected the leaves and roots, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and he stood up and said to Lu Qinghuan: "This is a purple mandala, also called a golden flower, which is used to make zuò drug......

Foreign goldenrod, Lu Qinghuan is no stranger. She had been drugged in the Sacred Heart Nunnery before, so she was very sensitive to the smell of these plants just now.

Why does a flower seller who makes a living from flowers grow mandala that is used to make zuò ecstasy?

Lu Qinghuan's heart was full of questions, and at this moment, Pei Yuan also made a discovery.

He came out of the hut with a large pair of scissors for pruning branches and a machete.

"Looks like we've come to the right place."

Lu Qinghuan looked at the dark red smudge faintly revealing on the scissors, and couldn't figure out why such a flower seller who lived alone wanted to kill those people......

"Shu Ming, have you checked the cut surface of the corpse, you may be able to see if this is a murder weapon?"

Helan Xuanyi took the big scissors, carefully examined the blade he saw, and then nodded definitely: "Yes, this is right, the dark brown stained on the cut surface of the corpse is most likely the residual branch sap on this scissors, and this scissor has a place where the blade is curled, which is just consistent with the scar on the corpse." ”

It's really hard to imagine that after the deceased was stunned by the mandala, the murderer cut it into pieces with scissors, Rao was the bloodier she had ever seen, and this one also made her feel palpitations.

Several people found the murder weapon, and basically determined the identity of the murderer, and were about to go back and send some more people to find out the whereabouts of the flower seller, but saw a person outside the courtyard walking in with a burden.

Seeing Lu Qinghuan and the others, the man was a little flustered, and when he was about to question, he saw the big scissors in Helan in his hand, and immediately dropped the burden and ran away.

Lu Qinghuan subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but Pei Yuan stretched out his hand to catch him, and turned around strangely, but saw a black shadow flashing past several people.

Ajia!

Lu Qinghuan almost forgot that Pei Yuan also had a martial arts master Ah Jia beside him.

Ah Jia was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and he had already grabbed the back collar of the flower seller, and the flower seller was lifted up by him, and he could only kick his legs indiscriminately, and his mouth screamed wildly.

Ah Jia threw the flower seller in front of Pei Yuan and suppressed him with his hands, making him unable to move.

Only then did Lu Qinghuan see the appearance of this flower seller, nearly fifty years old, full of white hair, because of perennial labor, dark skin, and hands full of tears.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine that such a seemingly simple old man would kill four lives!

Seeing that Pei Yuan didn't intend to ask, knowing that he didn't plan to meddle in his case, Lu Qinghuan felt a trace of joy in his heart for some reason, cleared his throat, and asked the flower seller: "Are you the owner of this flower garden?" ”

The flower seller was forced to kneel on the ground, struggled for a while, and realized that he could not escape at all, so he gave up the struggle, closed his eyes, and looked like he was at home.

"Yes."

"These scissors are yours?"

"Yes."

"Merlin's corpse, but you killed it? Or are you buried? ”

When it came to those corpses, the flower seller's feelings changed significantly, he tried to straighten up, but he was forced by Ah Jia and couldn't move at all, but he still shouted angrily: "Yes! I killed them all! I want to have them torn to pieces! ”

Lu Qinghuan bit his lip, why does this person have such a deep hatred for those people? It's incomprehensible......

"What is your relationship with them? Why kill people and bury corpses? ”

Listening to Lu Qinghuan's question, the flower seller was shocked, as if he remembered something, but he didn't want to say it, he shook his head: "No need to ask, I killed the person." ”

The flower seller's confession was really unexpectedly smooth for the case, but Lu Qinghuan's heart was full of doubts.

According to the missing persons investigation, the identities of the bones have gradually surfaced, and the four deceased are all from different backgrounds and have nothing in common.

That's why they haven't been able to get started.

If it weren't for the golden plum and the clues of the flower sellers, they would never have found out here.

In the records of Ming County, she couldn't find clues about a few people, so she used Pei Yuan's relationship to check the background of a few people before they arrived in Ming County, but this result has not yet been replied, and they still need to wait patiently.

"Whether you want to say it or not, we'll find out one day."

After the flower seller confessed, he was like an old monk in his mind, no matter what Lu Qinghuan asked or said, he didn't react.

Knowing that she couldn't ask anything more, Lu Qinghuan was a little discouraged, she glanced at Pei Yuan, and said very frustratedly: "It seems that the way I ask questions needs to be improved." ”

Pei Yuan shook his head with a smile and comforted her: "It's not that there is a problem with the way you ask, but that this person is already dead, and he is not afraid of anything." ”

When Lu Qinghuan watched Ah Jia escort the flower seller away, the dead air in the flower seller's eyes made her feel compassion.

Not long after returning to the Yamen, I heard that when Lin Xianling was interrogating the flower seller, the flower seller suddenly bit his tongue and committed suicide, but fortunately, he was rescued in time and did not die, but it was more difficult to speak.

In this way, the interrogation can only be suspended.

On the second day, the news of finding the background of the deceased was sent back, and it turned out that the four of them did not have contact in Ming County, but they were all from the same place - Longshan.

This investigation revealed a lot of information.

Several people were originally from Longshan, but more than ten years ago, the boundary of Longshan was redivided, and some of the residents were assigned to the obvious.

Obviously, these people moved to the county seat of Mingxian after that in order to seek development.

I just don't know what happened in it, not long after this, three of the four disappeared, and those who knew them thought that they had just moved somewhere else, and no one would have thought that several of them would have been broken into pieces and buried under Merlin.

After reading the news about several people, Lu Qinghuan vaguely felt that the reason why the flower seller committed murder was related to what happened during the relocation of several people to Ming County.

It's just that what the hell is going on, she is at a loss!