Yao Doudou walked into the white-faced boy and said with a happy face.

"Childe, do you just need to make lo mein? Do you want to order other food, our finger sucking chicken is good, do you want to have one? ”

As soon as Yao Doudou's voice fell, the white-faced boy said no.

Yao Doudou saw that this guest was a difficult lord to serve, so he glanced at Da Da Hai again, and Da Da Hai went to the back kitchen and asked Qiao Yunsong to cook a bowl of lo mein.

After the noodles were cooked, Qiao Yunsong personally walked out with the noodles, and when Qiao Yunsong put the noodles in front of the white-faced boy, Qiao Yunsong's face also became strange.

The white-faced boy took out the chopsticks from the bamboo tube, and then he coughed twice.

The white-faced boy felt very satisfied when he finished eating the lo mein, and he put down a piece of broken silver on the table, and then got up and left.

When Panghai was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, he found that a puddle of noodles had been left in the place where the white-faced boy was sitting.

Da Dahai thought to himself, but I watched this guy finish eating the noodles, why did the noodles fall to the ground intact, could it be that the noodles are not delicious, he secretly poured them out.

Although Panghai felt that this matter was very strange, he did not tell Yao Doudou and Qiao Yunsong.

Yao Doudou and Qiao Yunsong returned to the attic, and Qiao Yunsong seemed a little distracted.

"Qiao Mutou, what the hell has happened to you these days, since you saw that dead body at the entrance of the alley, how can you seem to be a different person, are you scared by the terrifying scene that day."

Regarding Yao Doudou's ridicule, Qiao Yunsong did not reply.

"It's strange to say, how did the boy just now look like that ghost, he looks like a dead corpse."

After Yao Doudou finished speaking, Qiao Yunsong said in a very low voice.

"You're right, he's a dead corpse."

Yao Doudou tightened his clothes after listening to Qiao Yunsong's words, feeling a little creepy.

"You dead ghost, don't scare me this big night."

Qiao Yunsong saw that Yao Doudou was very scared, so he smiled slightly again, and said Let's rest early.

At dawn the next day, there was another murder in the alley, and the victim was also dismantled by others, and the death was miserable.

Yao Doudou encountered this kind of thing, naturally she couldn't take it, she explained a few words to Danghai, and then followed to the alley.

Fan Daotong and Yao Doudou met each other, and the two began to discuss what was going on in this matter again.

"By the way, General Fan, have you checked the families and backgrounds of these victims, and who they may have had a grudge against before?"

Yao Doudou asked about this, and Fandaotong was also indifferent.

When he finished the autopsy, he didn't actually talk about the autopsy, he just saw it at a glance, and walked to the side of Fandaotong and reported the situation like him.

"General, although this victim died in a miserable state, it is not a rumor, he was killed by some monster, and the little one thinks that his death should be caused by some sharp weapon."

After finishing speaking, Fan Daotong stepped forward again to take a look at the remains.

"Ben will fight for many years, and I have never seen such a sharp blade, which can directly dismantle people into eight pieces, one is a murderer and I don't know what kind of grudge he has with this person, and then this blade should be heavy and big."

After Fan Daotong finished speaking, he shook his head slightly.

"The general's words are wrong, and from the perspective of the victim's facet, it happens to be a thin and sharp thing."

Speaking of this, the Brahma Taoist boy stroked his beard, looking a little anxious.

Yao Doudou saw that Fandaotong was no longer talking, and she asked Qi Zuo another question.

"Then this master, do you know the time of death of the victims, and their gender identity?"

Yao Doudou asked about this, and he stroked his beard.

"The two victims are both male, and they are both around 20 years old, and the time of death is roughly at midnight, judging from the situation of the previous victim, it seems that they are not locals, because it stands to reason that when a person dies, his family will come to claim it, but the first victim is still in the temple of the city god."

After finishing speaking, Yao Doudou asked again.

"Then what kind of person do you think the murderer of this crime will be?"

After Yao Doudou finished speaking, he said with certainty.

"Although this blade is thin and sharp, the murderer's strength is also amazing, you see this hand, it was completely torn off."

Picking up an arm from the ground, Yao Doudou looked indifferent, and Fan Daotong looked at the arm and said curiously, really.

Yao Doudou returned to the convenient canteen, and Qiao Yunsong was gone, after she asked Danghai, Danghai didn't know where Qiao Yunsong went, Yao Doudou thought, this guy might also run to see the excitement.

At night, Yao Doudou was dozing off in front of the counter, and Da Da Hai accepted the signboard and prepared to close the store.

It was also at this time that the white-faced boy stepped into the threshold again and wanted to eat a bowl of lo mein.

"Guest officer, why are you again, can't you come during the day, as long as we are ready to close, you will come in, you won't be pinched to play with us."

After the huge sea finished speaking, the white Lian Gongzi gently pushed the huge sea, and the whole person retreated a foot away, and rolled twice in the lobby.

When Yao Doudou saw this, he was muttering in his heart, this huge sea can't also practice volleying strength, otherwise people would have pushed it so lightly, and he would have fallen out of so many tricks.

Yao Doudou wanted to help Dang Hai up, but Dang Hai got up by himself, but blood flowed from both of his nostrils.

"Look at you, why don't you go to the back kitchen and wash up."

Yao Doudou said with great concern, Da Dahai touched his nose and found that his hands were full of blood, and he didn't dare to find a white-faced boy to theorize, so he just scolded and went to the kitchen.

After the white-faced boy sat down, Yao Doudou also walked to his side, but Yao Doudou was full of curiosity about this boy with a dead face.

"Hey, why do you come to eat a bowl of lo mein every night, do you fall in love with my noodles or me...... The noodles of the home. ”

Yao Doudou said a little teasingly, and the white-faced boy smiled rarely.

"Of course, it's because you like your noodles, and you can't eat them."

After the white-faced boy finished speaking, Yao Doudou was very unhappy to say a cut.

"Who said the old lady can't eat it."

Da Dahai blocked his nostrils with straw paper, and then brought a bowl of steaming lo mein, he thought that he would let this nasty ghost eat it and leave immediately, but the white-faced boy took it with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter, this son, isn't this lo mein to your liking?"

When Danghai said this, the white-faced boy said coldly.