When this murder occurred, Hu Xiucai, as before, was under the supervision of the government and had no time to commit the crime.

In this way, the government has no way to take Hu Xiucai.

At most, they will call people to the yamen for questioning, and then release them.

As for why, many of the plots of the murder are the same as those written in the book, Hu Xiucai doesn't know what to do, and no one can do anything.

Hu Xiucai, who returned home after being released, sat in the house a little quietly, motionless.

He knew that someone must be watching him at the moment, and at the same time, there were people waiting for him in the cellar, but he didn't want to do anything now, he just wanted to calm down.

Last night, he slept all night in the thatched hut of the wine store, and now his brain was a little stuffy, his nose was a little unsmooth, and he was infected with a cold.

But he doesn't care about his physical condition, he cares about how there would be a murder without him.

All those who are suspicious of him are right, he has nothing to do with the murder, and even he is the murderer.

But not every murder was committed by him.

For example, the murder case corresponding to the fifth script, this is the only murder case that he did not shoot.

And the murderer, he probably already knew who did it.

Holding his head in both hands, Hu Xiucai's expression was a little painful.

Some time ago, people from the organization suddenly came to him, and he knew that the peaceful days were gone, and even his life was difficult to preserve.

If there is anything you want to do, you must do it before it happens.

Then there was "Smelling the Fragrance", and the murders appeared continuously.

Everything was under his control until last night.

'Fool'

Hu Xiucai thought silently in his heart.

It's night again, it's a wine shop again, Hu Xiucai still ordered yesterday's wine.

There are still frequent drinkers in the wine shop, most of them are more casual, and when they saw Hu Xiucai, although they were a little uncomfortable, after all, a murder had just happened, but they didn't show the meaning of rejection.

"Xiucai, do you still have your words?" Someone asked.

Hu Xiucai shook his head.

"No, I won't write it again," Hu Xiucai said.

When the drinkers heard this, they all looked over.

Everyone knows that the script and the murder case are matched with each other.

Without this script, wouldn't there be no more murders?

"It's not good, it's not good," someone said with a smile.

Hu Xiucai was drinking alone, his body was already a little cold, but he was extremely drowsy today, and the wine was more drunk than usual.

This is a common occurrence in liquor stores.

Seeing that Hu Xiucai was drunk, he pushed it, and when he saw that Hu Xiucai did not react, he looked at Zhong Niangzi.

Mrs. Zhong shook her head.

"Old guest, let him sleep for a while," Mrs. Zhong said understandingly.

"Lady, it's cold, you have to cover him with a bed and quilt, preferably with a daughter's fragrance..."A drinker quipped.

"Get out, drink too much, there's no cover in your mouth"

Mrs. Zhong pretended to be angry and said, causing the other drinkers to laugh.

Jokes are jokes, Hu Xiucai is so asleep, it is really inappropriate.

"Help people to the backyard," Mrs. Zhong said.

The job nodded.

In the backyard, they slept in bunks, and occasionally there were drunk drinkers in the store, and if no one came to pick them up, they would spend the night with them.

In the dead of night, the restaurant finally closed, and the two small jobs in the store returned to the room.

There was a knock at the door of "Buckle", and a worker opened the door and saw Mrs. Zhong standing outside.

"Boss, who are you?" Jobter asked.

"It's cold, I cooked ginger soup, you can also drink a little and then sleep, warm," Mrs. Zhong said intimately.

The job naturally took over the ginger soup.

After Zhong Niangzi left, the two workers drank the ginger soup separately.

The hot ginger soup went down to the stomach, and the two of them instantly warmed up a lot, and when they got into the quilt, they only felt very comfortable, and they fell asleep after a while.

At this time, another person who was asleep in the bunk slowly sat up, and then quietly left the room.

This series of actions, the two jobs didn't know, and even the people watching outside didn't notice it.

Hu Xiucai's hidden skills were previously unknown to anyone.

The second floor of the wine shop is the residence of Mrs. Zhong.

It was late at night, but Mrs. Zhong did not sleep, but groomed in the mirror.

A cold wind blew into the room, and Mrs. Zhong's hand holding the comb paused.

"You're here," Mrs. Zhong said softly.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Hu Xiucai said.

Zhong Niangzi smiled lightly and shook her head.

"Why?" Hu Xiucai asked.

"I also killed someone now, can you know what you want to do" Zhong Niangzi said softly.

Yes, she killed someone, killed the person who would die in Hu Xiucai's fifth script.

Although she didn't know how Hu Xiucai killed people in the past, she read the script, studied it carefully, and killed a person according to the description in the script.

As for who she wants to kill, there is no clear designation in the script, but she just knows who deserves to die.

"I shouldn't know about me," Hu Xiucai said.

He is a member of the anti-party, and he should not involve Zhong Niangzi.

It's just that I didn't expect that the wine last night was drugged by Zhong Niangzi, so that he slept all night, and he was killed by Zhong Niangzi.

"I killed people, it has nothing to do with you, don't do anything superfluous," Hu Xiucai said.

Obviously, the person who was just killed, he was going to be charged with killing for Zhong Niangzi.

Zhong Niangzi put down the comb and stood up to face Hu Xiucai.

"It has nothing to do with me, hehe, then why did you kill the four people who either bullied me or wanted to bully me," Zhong Niangzi said.

"Before you killed the first person, you promised me that you wanted to live a good life with me, but after that, you suddenly started to kill, desperate to kill, completely disregarding our future"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Zhong suddenly hid her face and cried.

Hu Xiucai looked at her apologetically, but refused to move his steps and stepped forward to comfort her.

"I'm getting out of here," Hu said.

Zhong Niangzi, who was crying, was stunned, and her crying stopped, looking at Hu Xiucai stupidly.

"The previous promise was that I broke my promise, you forgot about me," Hu Xiucai said.

"No..."

Zhong Niangzi shook her head again and again, unable to believe that Hu Xiu would say such a thing.

She lost her mother earlier, guarded the wine shop left by her father, and kept it until she was almost thirty years old.

I met Hu Xiucai, and I was moved and moved.

Now everything is empty.

"What the hell is wrong with you, what the hell is going on?" Mrs. Zhong asked.

She didn't believe that Hu Xiucai was ruthless, and always felt that Hu Xiucai had encountered something recently.

Even she asked, but unfortunately Hu Xiucai refused to reveal half a word, and even gradually distanced herself.

Only on the eve of the killing, will come to the liquor store to drink a few jugs of wine.

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