Meng Hui knew very well that the murderer was among the two families of Tianxianglou and Kemantang.

She kept an eye on Tianxianglou for a few days, and she didn't see anyone suspected of hitting people with a car.

It is unlikely that Wang Dongjia will hand over such an important matter to someone outside, and there are many people in the front hall and back kitchen who sign the death contract, and he can kill Zhao Runan if he finds a reliable one. Therefore, the suspicion of Mao Bu is getting bigger and bigger.

It's just that Meng Hui has been thinking about the carriage in the stable that is suspected of having blood, and has never completely ruled out the suspicion of Tianxianglou. The fire in the stables that filled the hall tonight almost made her sure that it was Mao Buba who killed Zhao Runan.

According to Yang Butcher, the carriage should have been very damaged, and it must have been stained with a lot of blood, and he did not dare to take it to the carriage for repair.

Originally, it was possible for the wheels to be soaked in blood and be brushed clean, as most of the wheels would be coated with a natural varnish that repellent and muddy resistant.

It's a pity that the varnish of this dynasty can't last long, and even the Tianxianglou carriage, which is often maintained, has many places where the original appearance of the wood is exposed, absorbing all kinds of stains and losing its original color.

There were too many pieces of wood that fell when he hit someone, and whether his car was painted with varnish or colored varnish, there must have been wood exposed in the crash and absorbed a lot of blood.

As long as someone sees it, they will suspect that his car has been in an accident, and then think of the recent boiling scandal in the kitchen industry, and his murder suspicion will be finalized.

"Brother Chang Lu, there is not a single car left in his stable? How did the fire start? Meng Hui saw that the cooking Changlu's breathing gradually calmed down, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Don't worry, there's not a single one left!" Chang Lu thought she was gloating, and happily assured her.

As for the fire, Lao Li Tou said that the fire should have started from the carriage. There is cloth and painted wood on the car, so it still refuses to burn? As soon as the roof shed burned, that formation! It's lucky that you didn't burn the horse to death! ”

Lao Li Tou is the master of a small restaurant nearby, who has survived two fires and has a large burn on the left side of his face.

Later, he was very experienced in the matter of water walking, from fire prevention to fire fighting to exploring the source of fires, and the government would sometimes ask him to discuss fire prevention measures in the city.

"Did Old Li Tou find anything on the side of the carriage?" Meng Hui asked again.

Chang Lu scratched his head, obviously only immersed in the unlucky joy of the full house before, and didn't pay attention to anything else: "Why don't I go out and ask you again?" Why do you care about this, it's over when you know he's unlucky! Whoever harmed him! ”

"Forget it, I'll go out and ask myself!" Meng Hui knew that Chang Lu was a boy who couldn't figure it out, and his focus was sometimes very strange, maybe he would pick it up and run away after listening to the first half of the sentence, and he couldn't find out what the key was. "Auntie, I'm going to see the excitement, will you go?"

"I'm not going, you come back early, go with Chang Lu, don't run around." Aunt Ma knew that she couldn't sit still, the full house was not far from here, and now there were many people outside, so she wouldn't be worried.

Meng responded and ran out of the door with Chang Lu, passing through a few small alleys and smelling the strong smell of smoke, not only was it difficult to breathe, but his eyes were also hot and painful.

"The fire is so big! Brother Chang Lu, you didn't say that the hall full of people was burned! ”

"Oh my God! I came back from there, and I hurried back to the river to drink water, but I didn't see it at all! Chang Lu stood at the door of the scorched hall and stretched out his head to look inside, "This is the ancestral industry of Mao Bu Pull, burned like this, hehe, it's over!" ”

Meng Hui felt that he was happy too soon.

Mao Buba's recent abnormal behavior is very suspicious, in addition to killing people and setting fires, he also sells cheap buns to welcome the poor people who used to be most despised.

Speaking of which, this incident is even more surprising than his arson, you must know that Mao Buba has been committed to making the ancestral industry bigger and stronger, and becoming a shining time-honored brand.

"How much money will it cost to rebuild!" Chang Lu kicked open a burnt wooden beam and continued to walk to the back stable with Meng Hui.

When Meng Hui heard his words, he pouted and said in his heart, "If people don't pull out their hair, they lack anything, but they don't lack hearts, eyes and silver!"

In just seven days, the fake crab roe buns he sold could go around Xijing City several times, and he had already made a lot of money! In addition, he used to search and even deduct Zhao Runan's salary, so you can imagine how much wealth people have saved.

The stables were noisy, and the people who came were all from the nearby restaurants, tea shops, and silver building pharmacies.

The men had been fighting fires before, and now that they were extinguished, they gathered together to trumpet their heroic deeds; The concubines gathered in a heap, many with a secret smile on their faces, and quietly applauded that the fire did not affect the fire of other families.

"How did you get out?" Fang Zhinan's face is black and dirty, and he is vicious, and he can go to the underworld to grab Heimo's job by changing his clothes.

The movement of his arms was a little strange, as if he was afraid of being seen, and he deliberately hid behind him, trying to make a posture of holding his hands. "Let's go, all go back, there's nothing to see here."

Meng Hui glanced at him with empty eyes, his clothes were intact, it was impossible that he was burned by the fire, he was hiding, he must have hidden something in his hand.

He has been probing around for Zhao Runan's affairs, and what he finds here is likely to be relevant evidence. "Brother Chang Lu, you go back first, I'll talk to Chef Fang about something."

Chang Lu was puzzled: "Why can't I listen?" ”

Meng Hui pointed behind him and said, "I just walked behind you and found that your clothes were rotten, and your butt was about to be exposed." ”

“！！！” Chang Lu was frightened, covered his back and ran away.

Fang Zhi looked at her calmly deceiving people, and was about to teach her to be honest, when he saw that her right hand was extremely fast and amazingly powerful, and he dragged his arm out from behind him.

With a clang, Meng looked back at the ground and smiled easily.

Falling to the ground was a wooden wheel shell with two axles, with black marks of burning, but more of it was dark red blood.

Meng Hui quickly remembered that the round wheels were nailed up with sections of wood, and when they were baked at high temperatures, they would expand and burst, and most of these parts would collapse to the point where they were not burned by the fire.

"Do you want to hand this thing over to the government?" Meng Hui returned the bloodstained wheels to him.

She saw it all, and Fang Zhinan no longer concealed it: "Well, I'll go tomorrow." ”

"Why don't you wait?" Meng Hui felt that there might be a moth in Mao's uprooting, "If you take this to sue the official, the yamen may not take care of you." If Mao Buba said that he likes to go to the carriage to kill chickens when he kills them, so he is stained with blood, what can you do with him? ”

"So what do you say?"

"I'll see tomorrow."

Let's take a look at the end of this fire, which demon Mao Buba wants to be.