Chapter 13: Murder Occurs

Outside, the wind was cold.

When I woke up in the morning, the stove went out, so that the lobby of the hotel was as cold as an ice cellar.

A Celsius thermometer hung behind the counter showed that the temperature in the room was very low, only two degrees.

Fortunately, in Ma Sanyuan's scolding, the stove quickly heated up.

It's still cold, but it's much warmer than in the morning. At least, looking at the thermometer, the temperature in the house has risen to around 10 degrees. This temperature is enough to make people feel very comfortable.

At least, it's not so cold!

Su Wenxing sat at the dining table by the window, copying the account book one by one.

Josie sat on the bench next to her, watching Su Wenxing write, and from time to time she would whisper a few words of praise.

The sunlight shone through the window on the two of them, as if they were shrouded in a halo of holiness.

Xiao Jinzi walked to the counter with the kettle, and said with a smile: "Third master, don't say it, Brother Xiao Su and Miss Qiao look at it like this, it's really a little, a bit like that jackal, tiger and leopard, it looks like a good match." ”

"It's a talented woman!"

Ma Sanyuan rebuked in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "You are still jackals, tigers and leopards, you donkey balls, why don't you let jackals, tigers and leopards eat them?" Let your kid usually read more books, you just don't listen. You said that if you had studied hard back then, maybe you would have been the one sitting there here. ”

"Don't, I get a headache when I see the words on it."

Xiao Jinzi showed a frightened expression, shook his head again and again, and said, "I'll learn to be a cook with you."

What about knowing words? It's not like you're a handyman, it's better than me. If it weren't for the third master, you would have frozen to death outside. What's so good about reading? It's better to defend yourself. ”

Ma Sanyuan smiled and stretched out his hand to fight.

"As long as you rabbit cub can talk, donkey ball, you have to be able to put half of your cleverness into cooking, and you're going to fucking be out of the school now...... Just your half bottle of water, and your face to look down on readers? ”

Xiao Jinzi flashed, dodged Ma Sanyuan's palm, and ran to the back kitchen with a smile.

Looking at Xiao Jinzi's back, Ma Sanyuan couldn't help but smile and shook his head, with a kind look in his eyes.

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On the seventh day of the first month, it has been two days since Xiaohan.

Even without Ma Sanyuan's instructions, Su Wenxing didn't plan to go out today.

Today is the eighth day of the new year, tomorrow is the eighth day of the new year, and Haihona will arrive in Qi County.

After yesterday's twists and turns, he didn't want to make any more trouble. If something happens, it will delay the big thing. He lives cheaply, and it doesn't matter if he lives or dies. But Xiaosheng's dying entrustment, he kept in mind.

The physical condition is getting worse day by day.

Su Wenxing could clearly feel that life was flowing rapidly from his body.

It is necessary to keep up the spirit and wait for the arrival of Hayhorna. He also wants to protect Haihona and go to Nanjing.

In the lobby, it was quiet.

Su Wenxing was copying at the desk, and Josie was holding a cup of hot tea, admiring it with interest.

"Aren't you going out today?"

After Su Wenxing finished copying an account book, he put down his pen, moved his wrist, and asked with a smile.

Josie said, "I don't want to go out again, I'd better be honest in the store and wait for the professor to come over." ”

She said, a look of horror.

It's no wonder that any woman's family, after what happened last night, is afraid that she will have palpitations.

However, Su Wenxing only smiled.

"How's the copy?"

Ma Sanyuan walked over with a purple sand teapot in his hand and sat down next to him.

Flipping open the account book that had just been copied, he glanced at it twice, nodded with satisfaction, and showed an expression of appreciation.

"Xiao Su, don't really say it, you have worked hard with your handwriting."

Su Wenxing smiled, opened another account book and copied it.

Josie asked, "Third Master, there aren't many guests today." ”

"Today, November 30, tomorrow is the local New Year in Qi County."

Ma Sanyuan replied with a smile: "At this time, everyone is preparing for the New Year, and they are all busy at home."

In this store, except for you, a college student, most of them are people who have fled from the three eastern provinces...... Alas, the times are not good! You say this little devil is really that powerful? The three eastern provinces were snatched away, and our national government didn't even have a fart. And that young marshal! It's really not like a handsome species. ”

"Has the third master seen Zhang Zuolin?"

"That dares!"

Ma Sanyuan came to his senses, took a sip on the spout of the teapot, and gushed endlessly: "I think when I was in the Great War, I saw the old man in Beiping. It doesn't look good, but that spirit is ...... In the words of the three eastern provinces, Biao Huhu is not the kind of master who can suffer at first glance.

As for the young marshal, I've seen it too.

The fat powder is too heavy, like a rich boy, better looking than the old handsome, but not as good as the old handsome. ”

"Third master, you are really well-informed."

"Of course, I was also the one who opened restaurants in Beiping and Xi'an."

The more Ma Sanyuan spoke, the more energetic he became, and the spittle stars flew sideways.

Su Wenxing stopped his pen, glanced up at him, and said coldly: "That's right, although the door is closed." ”

One sentence made Ma Sanyuan suddenly close his mouth.

He stared at Su Wenxing and was speechless for a long time.

And Josie on the side giggled non-stop, making Ma Sanyuan feel disgraced.

"Third master, third master is not good!"

At that moment, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a cold wind rushed in, blowing the pages of the account book into a mess.

Su Wenxing hurriedly stretched out his hand to suppress it, and turned his head to look at the door.

I saw a guy running in in a hurry, and as soon as he entered the door, he said, "Third master, Luo Er's stick is dead!" ”

"Who died?"

Ma Sanyuan was stunned for a moment, and stood up with a sigh.

"Luo Er Stick!" The guy panted and said, "Just now, Zhang Shun and I slipped away to buy vegetables, and when we passed by Luo Erzhu's house, we saw a lot of black skins outside. As soon as I inquired, I found out that it was Luo Er's stick who died...... Director Liu personally led the team, and he was checking in Luo Erzhuzi's house at this time. ”

Su Wenxing put down the brush and looked at Ma Sanyuan.

I saw Ma Sanyuan frowning, took a sip of tea, and showed an annoyed expression.

"What a fucking donkey ball, seeing that New Year's Day is coming, but you get into this mess."

"Third Master, what's wrong?"

Josie couldn't help but speak: "Luo Erzhu died in his family, who knows how he died, maybe it was suicide?" It has nothing to do with you, can it still cause you any trouble? ”

"That's what I said, but ......"

Ma Sanyuan scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not that simple!" In short, unlucky, this thing is too unlucky. ”

Josie furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, a little confused.

She was about to open her mouth to ask again, when she saw Su Wenxing shake her head at him, signaling her not to ask any more.

Confused, Josie watched Ma Sanyuan walk into the counter.

It was at this time that there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the hotel, followed by the opening of the door curtain, and a man in a black police uniform walked in from the outside, and as soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Who is Xiao Su?" ”