Among the three, the most confused is Qiusheng.

He had never heard the story of Mr. Danzhu and Yang Cuilian like Shi Chen, nor had he read the case files at that time like the four-eyed Taoist.

So he didn't know what this disabled man who called himself Mr. Tamitake was doing.

However, seeing that Uncle Four-Eyed and Wen Cai had walked in, he had to follow in.

Shi Chen didn't think about it so much.

After entering the bamboo house, I found that it was much more spacious and tidy than I imagined.

The interior of the house is simply furnished, a small bamboo bed covered with old but clean bedding.

There is also a comfortable small living room, in the middle of which is a coffee table also made of bamboo strips.

There are three or two straw futons next to the coffee table, a jar of rice wine is placed on the table, and there are several wine glasses made of bamboo tubes next to it, which is quite an artistic conception.

Mr. Danzhu is the main one, when he takes the first step, he bends down to place the futons on the ground one by one, and then slowly sits on the main seat facing the door, puts the crutches away, and leans over slightly to invite.

All hospitality etiquette is meticulously done, which makes people feel comfortable.

Shi Chen and the four-eyed Taoist were not polite, and sat on the futon.

Then Qiusheng walked into the house.

Mr. Danzhu picked up the flask and began to pour the wine one by one, the self-brewed rice wine was slightly milky white, not as clear as the soju in the restaurant, but the wine was fragrant and smelled very good.

After pouring it full, Shi Chen and the others did not clink glasses.

Mr. Danzhu smiled indifferently, picked up the bamboo cup with both hands, and saluted Shi Chen and the others.

"A certain master, drink a cup of yourself first!"

With that, he tilted his neck and drank all the wine in his glass.

"Happy!"

Seeing this, Shi Chen no longer hesitated, picked up the bamboo cup, and drank the rice wine with a "goo-dong-goo-dong".

The four-eyed Taoist shook his head, and picked up the wine glass with a smile: "It's not strange, drink and talk about true love." ”

Then I drank the rice wine in one gulp.

Mr. Danzhu saw that everyone was drinking happily, but he thought a little more highly of Shi Chen and the others in his heart.

As the saying goes, wine shows character, and the wine table shows heroes.

The kind of person who shrunks his head and is afraid of his brain, he disdains it.

"You are all happy people, and you don't hide it, Danzhu knows what you are doing."

Mr. Danzhu said slowly while pouring wine again for Shi Chen and the others.

"The death of Yang Fu's husband last night is not directly related to X and XX's deceased wife."

This answer was straight to the point and straightforward, but it couldn't eliminate the doubts in Shi Chen's heart at all, and seeing that Uncle Four-Eyed didn't mean to speak, he took the initiative to ask.

"Let's put aside the husband's advance, but ten years ago, on the 7th day after Yang Cuilian's self-spillage, none of the 37 members of the Yang Mansion survived, and all of them died mysteriously and violently, what is going on."

Mr. Danzhu seemed to have expected Shi Chen to ask this question, and took a sip of the freshly poured rice wine in the cup, and then said slowly.

"Cuilian is too kind, and kind people can't even be ghosts, I don't know if it's a kind of happiness or a kind of sadness?"

At this time, the streets in the county town were deserted, and there was no trace of bandits.

Only a few bandits were found near the county government and a few mansions, and the number was roughly estimated to be no more than a hundred.

"Where have all those vigilante bandits gone?"

Qiu Sheng felt a little strange in his heart, he naturally didn't know that the army of militia bandits had attacked Taiping Town tonight.

He still wanted to assassinate Zhou Tianmin, but he didn't know that Zhou Tianmin had already taken most of the bandit army to Taiping Town, and he was afraid that it was almost there at this time.

Since you have come to the county seat, it is better to take the initiative to go down and investigate.

Thinking of this, Qiusheng walked quickly towards the bottom of the mountain, ready to enter the county seat to inquire about the situation.

Since the army went out with Zhou Tianmin, at this time the county was only garrisoned by more than 100 bandits, and the patrol ability was greatly reduced, and it was impossible to garrison and monitor every street in the entire county as before.

Qiusheng cautiously entered the city from the edge of the county seat.

The huge Shicheng County is also inhabited by tens of thousands of county residents, all of whom were imprisoned by Zhou Tianmin in several large venues on the outskirts of the county.

At this time, the defensive force was empty, the patrolling bandits were gone, and the entire street was empty, as if it had become a ghost town.

This is true in several places.

The bandit army did leave the city, and it is not known where they went.

It is not an option to go around like this, and the top priority now is to find out the situation in the city, and only in this way can we accurately judge the next steps.

"I'm going to have to find a way to grab my tongue and ask about the situation."

Qiusheng thought about it, but decided to take a risk.

At this time, although the bandits' strength was empty, and there were only more than 100 people left in the entire county, this also meant that the possibility of the bandits being alone was very low, and it was more common to report to the group for warmth.

This also leaves it difficult for Qiu Sheng to want to scratch his tongue.

However, Qiusheng still decided to go to the vicinity of the county government to see if there was a chance to subdue the bandits who were left alone in the future.

He removed the bird gun and loaded it with iron sand and gunpowder, an old firearm with an extremely short effective range, not as good as a rifle at medium and long range, but an absolute killer at short range.

Once launched, the dense iron sand inside will definitely shoot everything in front of you into a sieve!

It can be called an absolute killer weapon in the short distance, with a bird gun, grabbing a tongue, it is not a big problem, any normal person as long as he is pointed at by a bird gun, he will be scared to swing his legs.

Qiusheng put the bird on the ammunition and tiptoed towards the county government.

All the remaining bandits are stationed in groups around the county government, and the county government only has a few people at the door, Qiusheng I don't know what is going on, it seems that they don't dare to enter the county government, and it seems that there is something in the county government.

None of this was something that Qiusheng could predict.

At this time, he had come to the nearest street entrance to the county government, and not far from his hiding position, several bandits were lighting a bonfire and chatting at the street entrance.

"Dashuai went to Taiping Town overnight, and among the three of them, the most confused was Qiusheng.

He had never heard the story of Mr. Danzhu and Yang Cuilian like Shi Chen, nor had he read the case files at that time like the four-eyed Taoist.

So he didn't know what this disabled man who called himself Mr. Tamitake was doing.

However, seeing that Uncle Four-Eyed and Wen Cai had walked in, he had to follow in.

Shi Chen didn't think about it so much.

After entering the bamboo house, I found that it was much more spacious and tidy than I imagined.

The interior of the house is simply furnished, a small bamboo bed covered with old but clean bedding.

There is also a comfortable small living room, in the middle of which is a coffee table also made of bamboo strips.

There are three or two straw futons next to the coffee table, a jar of rice wine is placed on the table, and there are several wine glasses made of bamboo tubes next to it, which is quite an artistic conception.

Mr. Danzhu was the main one, and when he took the first seat, he bent down to put the futon on the ground