Chapter 921: Homicide
Regardless of what Huang Qi's purpose was, for Linlang, blindness was another matter that was more important.
Xuanwu City was sealed this morning, and when he was leaving, Linlang realized that neither he nor Nie Qingge could take a step. The two investigated on the street and soon found that the faces of the pedestrians were inexplicably wary and hostile.
Nie Qingge is no stranger to such a look, but this time it not only affected the four major families, but also affected ordinary people. Linlang was confused, although she had already obtained the antidote in her hand, but she was deeply trapped in the shackles of Xuanwu City, and she was anxious.
"What to do, what to do." Linlang pressed the disguise to hide his identity and looked down at Nie Qingge.
The latter didn't answer, but just grabbed Linlang's wrist and hurriedly asked from the teahouse in the north of the city to the theater in the south of the city. After they investigated, they learned that something big had happened in the city, and it was inevitable that different people would spread false rumors, but Nie Qingge analyzed some clues very calmly.
"Since yesterday's banquet, there have been deaths in the city." After Nie Qingge summarized the information, sorted it out properly, and came to a conclusion.
"Dead people?" Linlang was a little surprised.
"That's right." Nie Qingge was not so surprised by the matter of "human life", but what he didn't expect was that this case did not involve the disciples of the four major families, but ordinary people: to be precise, it was an unspecified person in Xuanwu City.
"It's hard to say the exact number at the moment, but it has happened at least seven times." Nie Qingge said: "At the beginning, the Elixir Valley didn't regard this incident as a vicious case, only as an ordinary case, but since the end of yesterday's banquet, such a similar incident has suddenly exploded. β
A worried look appeared on Linlang's face: "That...... Is there someone who is against us? β
Nie Qingge nodded, affirming Linlang's thoughts: "I drew this atlas in the city according to the time and place of the crime, although the number of people and the density of the case are not enough now, I can also see some things." β
Nie Qingge spread out the scroll.
Linlang pouted, half curled up on the table, her eyes staring at the scroll.
"I can't see it." Linlang shook her head honestly, and could only see that Nie Qingge had deliberately connected these dots into a zigzag line, but she never understood what the use of these connected lines was.
Looking at Linlang's frank and blank "I don't understand", the corners of Nie Qingge's mouth gently hooked up a smile.
"Look at this again." Nie Qingge casually drew another line on the picture scroll, the line was hard and clear, and it was natural. Linlang squinted and looked closely, and found that the two lines coincided in many places in their contours and positions.
"What is this?" Linlang wondered.
Nie Qingge said in a low voice: "In the past two days, we have been going around and around in Xuanwu City. β
Linlang's mind hadn't turned around yet, racking her brains to think about it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared in her mind.
"You say, someone is following the two of us and making trouble in the city?" Linlang suddenly realized.
Nie Qingge nodded and said, "Not only that, their purpose is far more than just creating trouble for Xuanwu City and disregarding human life. They're going to put these pots on us. β
When Linlang heard this, she trembled all over, and couldn't help but say, "What kind of person is this, it's too vicious." β
Nie Qingge didn't say anything, picked up the pen, and circled a location on the picture scroll.
Linlang squinted and asked, "Here it is." β
"If I'm not mistaken, the next murder location is here."
Linlang swallowed her saliva, this place she a
When I saw the name, I blushed and my heart jumped.
- Quhuan Pavilion.
The name sounds very elegant, and it is also quite famous in Xuanwu City, and it is the most prosperous restaurant in the near and far neighborhoods. But at night, this restaurant is not simply a restaurant, with red tassels everywhere, with Quhuan Pavilion as the center of the circle, and a street of acquaintances with red lights hanging high.
It is also commonly known, song and dance street.
Quhuan Pavilion is one of the famous seats, the building in the green building.
Linlang coughed, for fear of being famous. The beard sticking to the corners of her mouth is a little soft, and she is always afraid that the two sides are not neat and tidy, which makes people look at jokes. But what made her blush and heartbeat even more was to follow Nie Qingge and go to this "green building".
For a moment, she even suspected that this was Nie Qingge's deliberate evil.
But in any case, this place has value. After all, since the clues are here, it is not easy to get out of the city, and only by finding the murderer who framed them can it be possible to escape the search of righteous people.
But there are good things.
Linlang's greatest comfort to herself was Nie Qingge's words:
There is a situation on their side, that is, the Holy Sect on Lingtai Mountain is safe for the time being. Even if the four families join forces on the right path, they will not distract their energy, and at this juncture, they will investigate the case, which may also be beneficial to Qingcang.
It was also with this belief that Linlang reluctantly committed to men's clothing and followed Nie Qingge to this kind of place. Nie Qing was holding a folding fan that he didn't know where to find it, revealing a face that knew everything about it, and he felt weak when he saw it.
She stayed close behind Nie Qingge all the way, and she didn't dare to move.
"Boss, I'll bring my brother to open the meat today." As soon as Nie Qingge came to this Quhuan Pavilion, it was like a different face, which made Linlang feel a little worried: This guy won't come often, right?
Nie Qingge glanced at the proprietress of the hostess. The so-called proprietress is holding a square scarf in her hand, her face is thickly smeared, she has a thick and wide mouth, and the bumpy skeleton on her face is more rough than that of a man.
That is, the old bustard in the store, as soon as she saw Nie Qingge's eyes, and then looked at Linlang's panicked and awkward gaze, she immediately understood what was going on. I saw her chuckle a few times and said, "Don't worry, Childe, I'm sure you're satisfied." β
The brand of Quhuan Pavilion is very particular, the pear blossom song wood is carved and engraved with gold characters, and the patterns are more, and all of them exist in singing, singing and dancing. The proprietress took off the sign for the two, but Linlang refused to leave.
Seeing the two glued together, the surrounding spectators couldn't help but boo.
The proprietress also looked embarrassed and said, "This ......"
Linlang panicked at the moment, and thought that she had exposed her feet, and rubbed and rubbed her hands on her face, for fear that something would go wrong with her makeup. Nie Qingge pinched her slender wrist and said in a low voice, "Let's act separately here." β
"Separated?" There was a "boom" in Linlang's head, as if the strings had been broken.
"That's right." Nie Qingge nodded: "There are many people, we have been acting together, and it is easy to attract people's eyes." Besides, this place is not suitable for that. β
As soon as she heard the words "this place", Linlang's face was flushed to the root of her ears, her mind was blank, and she listened to whatever Nie Qingge said, and she didn't think about refuting it.
Seeing that she didn't refute, Nie Qingge nodded, shook the folding fan, greeted the proprietress, let go of Linlang, and took her into a boudoir, shaking the fan himself, and sitting in the hall.
"Childe doesn't play by himself?" The proprietress landed one, and when she saw that the other had not yet gone there, she came over and asked with a smile on her face.
At first, Nie Qingge
also pretended to excuse himself.
But how can this proprietress be so easy to deal with? Seeing that he was magnificent, he thought that he was the son of a big family, and he refused to let go of the fat on the side of his mouth, so he didn't let Nie Qingge simply resign.
Later, Nie Qingge was annoyed when he saw it, so he simply kept a cold face and didn't interact with this boss lady.
Seeing that he was really a difficult bone to gnaw, the proprietress also had a knot in her heart - she had been picking up customers for so many years, and she had never seen such a stubborn man, so she was a little unhappy in her heart, and called a few girls who were on the cards to serve, this Nie Qingge was still drunk and refused to appreciate her face at all.
"Cut, it turned out to be a rotten wood that smells bad and hard." The proprietress cursed viciously, and no longer entangled with the hard stone.
She gave up Nie Qingge and returned to the other guests to raise her eyebrows, and suddenly there was a scream in the boudoir, and her sharp voice carried a miserable despair - it was the girl's voice.
The proprietress secretly said that it was not good, touched the moldy head, turned her head again, and followed the sound to see that it was the boudoir where the shy little boy was.
It was the room of her Quhuan Pavilion's top brand.
The proprietress trembled in her heart, and she lifted her skirt and was about to rush back to the house, but she saw another figure even faster, and her figure was blurred almost instantly, and disappeared from her sight in an instant.
This person is naturally Nie Qingge.
"Yo, I'm still a famous monk." The proprietress sighed.
But said that Nie Qingge heard the voice, without saying a word, an arrow stepped into the house, and at a glance saw Linlang who was huddled in the corner trembling, the latter raised his head, half of the two fake beards were folded, and the other half was crooked and poked at the side of his mouth, and in addition to panic, there was also a touch of incredible shame and anger in a pair of watery eyes.
"You, you, why did you come!" Linlang couldn't help but rush up with a crying voice.
Before Nie Qingge came back to his senses, the girl just hit her head into her arms. He blinked his eyes, and there was a pain in his abdomen, and Linlang rushed to almost squeeze his soul out.
"What's wrong?" Nie Qingge asked.
Linlang was a little incoherent, her cheeks flushed, and she said, "I...... I don't know, but as soon as I came in, this girl suddenly wanted to pick off my clothes. β
Nie Qingge couldn't cry or laugh, came to the couch, and saw this girl.
But obviously, the accurate name is no longer a girl, but a "female corpse". Nie Qingge stretched out his fingers, and the two fingers scraped from the forehead of the female corpse to the chest little by little, and his whole face was like dead ash, with a touch of marble-like mechanical feeling in the coldness.
After examining the corpse, Nie Qingge hastily came to two conclusions.
First, the female corpse did not have any external injuries, the corpse was well preserved, and the cause of death could not even be investigated. There was a slight bulge on both cheeks and a slight bruise in the throat, but neither was fatal.
Second, judging from the death traces of this female corpse, it has been dead for twelve hours.
Linlang was still crying, she spent most of the tea time talking about changing clothes, sobbing and explaining for a while, which was a little incomprehensible.
"When did she get into trouble?" Nie Qingge then picked up the key question.
Hearing this question, Linlang suddenly stopped crying, her face was dazed, and she stared at Nie Qingge with a pair of big eyes.
"βWhat's wrong?"
Linlang got up, suddenly realized something, trembled, and came to the side of the bed with Nie Qingge's support, gasped, and trembled all over.
"This, she, me?!" Linlang stared at Nie Qingge and this girl back and forth, speechless.
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