It turned out to be a door-destroying incident!

Although Xiao Long had already thought about the affairs of Hao's second family enough, he didn't expect it to be so big. The destruction of the door is simply appalling.

There must be a reason for the destruction of the door, and it will not be destroyed for no reason. There are no more than two reasons, one is hatred and the other is profit. So, is the Hao family because of hatred or profit?

Seeing that Hao Lao Er is full of calluses, with a face of vicissitudes, and he doesn't look like a person with a solid family, then, is it hatred?

How much hatred does it take for people to do such a thing as destroying the door.

Xiao Long sat in the three horses, and couldn't help but fall into silence, his heart seemed to turn a hundred times but he didn't know the essentials.

Uncle Hao, do you have any enemies in your family? Xiao Long couldn't think of why, so he had to ask Hao Lao Er. Hao Lao Er thought about it, shook his head and said, "Our brothers are all honest people, and we have no enemies. ”

"No enemies," Xiao Long couldn't help frowning. He had no enemies, but he was destroyed. Or, Hao Lao Er didn't tell the truth and lied. If it's not seeking revenge, then it's for profit, is there really anything interesting about the Hao family?

"Xiaolong, have you heard something?" Hao Lao Er is a real person, but he is not stupid. Xiao Long hesitated, nodded lightly, and said, "I asked Uncle Li just now." He said your house was dead. ”

"I guessed it." Hao Lao Er was not surprised when he heard this, nodded slightly, and was silent for a while: "Who died?" ”

After a while, seeing that Xiaolong was silent, the corners of Hao Laoer's mouth twitched twice, and his voice was hoarse: "All, all dead." Speaking of this, the tears could no longer be held back, and they fell in a pour. This time it was Xiao Long's turn to be surprised. How did he know they were all dead? Could it be...... It can't be, it definitely can't.

Xiao Long trusts his instincts. If Hao Laoer was the murderer, he would definitely not have any good feelings for him.

Well, he must know why.

"Seven, Uncle Hao, you mourn." Xiao Long stretched out his hand and wanted to pat Hao Lao Er's shoulder, but he retracted halfway through.

"Seven, seven, why seven, who didn't die?" Hao Lao Er muttered in a low voice, suddenly raised his head, and looked at Xiao Long with bloodshot eyes, which startled Xiao Long.

"Who didn't die? Is there still a living pull-down? ”

Xiao Long was a little hairy by Hao Laoer, but he still calmed down and shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know.

Hao Lao Er fell silent again, and in the small carriage, the two sat silently, and no one spoke.

Twenty minutes later, we finally arrived at the Fort of the King of Servants.

Hao's house is located at the east end of Yuwangbao Village, connected to two sets of adjacent courtyards. At this time, a mourning shed has been erected in the courtyard, and under the mourning shed, there are seven coffins side by side.

The neighbor Ma Cripple was wearing a pair of shabby yellow army pants, barefoot, and was squatting at the door of his house with his arms crossed at this time. I saw Hao Lao Er in the car at a glance.

"Second child, you're back. You've made a big deal. All seven died. ”

"Who didn't die?" Hao Lao Er grabbed the collar of the lame horse, almost lifted him up, and shouted loudly: "I ask you, who is not dead?" ”

The lame horse seemed to be frightened by Hao Laoer's appearance, and held back for a long time before saying, "Old family." ”

"Where is she? I said where she was. ”

"No, I don't know." The lame horse stammered. "I don't know, I don't know, what else do you know." Hao Lao Er threw the lame horse out with his hand, and he was thrown out more than two meters away. Xiaolong looked at the lame horse, about one hundred and twenty or thirty pounds. This Uncle Hao's strength is really great.

Hao Lao Er came to the coffin, fell on his knees, and cried bitterly. Depending on the situation, it does not seem to be a fake.

"Uncle Ma, what did the police say, do you have any clues?" Xiao Long walked up to the lame man who got up and asked softly.

"Who are you?" The lame horse seemed to be very vigilant, looking at Xiaolong with some doubts.

"Oh, I'm a friend of Second Uncle Hao." Since Hao Lao Er is the second in line, Xiao Long naturally changed his words.

"It turned out to be a second friend. What else can the police say, isn't it that they will try their best to solve the case, alas, how can it be so easy. There is no clue at all, how to solve the case. The lame man sighed.

"Didn't you say that the eldest aunt was still or?"

"Alas, what's the difference between being alive and dead, that's just a madman."

"Madman" Xiaolong looked at the lame horse with some confusion.

"It's a long story, and it starts with ten years."

Xiao Long looked at the lame man who was ready to make a tirade, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Long story short, let's talk about what's going on." ”

"This, it seems that one night ten years ago, that girl was raped by the ** queen when she went to the toilet, and since then, she has gone crazy."

Xiao Long nodded slightly, this is simple.

"So, what about her now?" Xiaolong asked.

"I don't know." The lame horse shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe she went into the mountains, she used to run into the mountains as soon as she was seriously ill." ”

"It's important, you didn't tell the police? Perhaps, she saw something. ”

"This, I forgot. The police just came and said what kind of poisoning it was, and left when it was over. ”

"Poisoned?"

"You're saying they were poisoned?"

"I don't know, that's what the police said." Ma Cripple shook his head slightly, and turned his head to look at Hao Laoer, who was kneeling in pain in front of the coffin.

And at the moment when he looked at Hao Lao Er, Xiao Long suddenly felt a strange aura burst out from Ma Cripple's body. The target of that breath was obviously Hao Laoer.

"It seems that the only way to know how they died is to ask themselves." Xiao Long discovered the abnormality of the lame horse, but he did not break it.

"Yes, only they know, but alas, they are all dead." The lame horse was stunned when he heard this, and then echoed.

"How many days have they been dead?" Xiao Long asked.

"Six days"

"Six days, well, it's still too late." When Xiao Long heard this, he deliberately groaned.

"It's too late."

"Seven days after a man dies is the day of his soul. Just ask their ghosts who harmed them. Xiao Long said lightly. At the same time, he clearly felt the uncontrollable shock of the lame horse, and his heartbeat increased significantly, although it was not obvious, it was still detected by Xiao Long.

Xiaolong is sure that the death of the seven members of the Hao family is absolutely inseparable from the lame horse. The question now is motivation, and at the same time, how to find evidence.

Perhaps, finding the missing aunt of the Hao family is the key to solving the mystery.

"The little brother said that he laughed, people die like lights going out, where are there any ghosts." The lame horse laughed dryly and said twice.

"What? Uncle Ma doesn't believe it? I've seen ghosts with my own eyes, and I've spoken to them. Xiao Long shook his head disapprovingly, and said categorically: "Tomorrow, I will set up an altar here, and when the time comes, I will definitely know the truth of the matter." ”