Luo Er's death did not cause any sensation.

In the eyes of many, a scoundrel, bastard, is better to be dead than alive.

What year is this?

The war is chaotic, and everyone's life is already difficult. One less scoundrel toss, and everyone can live a more peaceful life. Although it is said that there is no shortage of scoundrels in the world, if there is a Luo Er stick, there will be Li Er Stick and Zhang Er Stick...... But, after all, it's a good thing, isn't it? Everybody can be quieter.

As for the murderer?

And no one cares.

The murderer has Liu Qiang's own policemen to find him, and he has nothing to do with ordinary people.

The days must go on as usual, and we can't spoil everyone's good mood for the New Year because of a Luo Erstick.

In fact, even Liu Qiang has this idea.

He sent a few policemen out into the streets, questioning and inquiring about them.

In fact, it was to find a few scoundrels who usually mingled with Luo Erzhu, and after a period of intimidation, they found that there were no clues, so they left this matter behind. As for Luo Er's body, it was placed in the police station's room. If there is no one to arrange the funeral after the first seven, dig a pit and bury it.

Hehe, New Year's Day is coming, and no one wants to be polluted.

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Su Wenxing copied the account books in the store all day and did not leave a step.

Today is the thirtieth day, and tomorrow is New Year's Day, which is the date of Haihona's arrival in Qi County.

Even now, Su Wenxing didn't understand why Hai Hona chose to meet in Qi County, and why it was the eighth day of the first lunar month? At this point in time, it's really interesting and unpredictable.

It was already dark, and Josie finished dinner in the lobby and went back to her room to rest alone.

Su Wenxing finished plagiarizing the account books, and it was almost ten o'clock.

He put the copied account book on the counter and was about to go back to the house to rest, but was stopped by Ma Sanyuan.

"Xiao Su, do you know how to shoot?"

Ma Sanyuan called Su Wenxing to the stove next to the stairs and asked in a low voice.

Su Wenxing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "The third master said that he was joking, when he rings the horse, who can not shoot?" ”

Ma Sanyuan nodded and stuffed an oiled paper bag to Su Wenxing.

"What is this?"

"I always feel a little unsure, you take it, in case something happens, you can defend yourself."

Wrapped in oiled paper, Su Wenxing's face changed slightly.

Although he hadn't opened it, he had already guessed what was inside.

"What you gave me yesterday, I put it here for you."

"Third master, it's not necessary."

"Whether it's necessary or not, I have the final say, take it."

Ma Sanyuan was resolute, and Su Wenxing was not good at shirking, so he put away the oil paper bag.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Day...... Hehe, this is the rule of our Qi County, the first day of the lunar month is the New Year.

Happy New Year, Xiao Su! ”

"Oh, Happy New Year, Third Master."

Ma Sanyuan nodded, turned around and went into the back kitchen.

Looking at his back, Su Wenxing's eyes narrowed into a slit.

This third master doesn't seem to be a simple master! He scratched his head and made his way down the stairs back into the house.

Light the lamp and close the door.

Su Wenxing sat on the bed and opened the oiled paper bag, revealing the big blue belly box.

The firearm was quickly disassembled and reassembled.

No questions asked!

Speaking of which, he is no stranger to this pot-bellied box. I think when I was in the Presidential Guard, I was equipped with this kind of gun at the beginning. How many years has it been? I didn't expect to touch this firearm again.

After confirming that there was no problem with the firearm, Su Wenxing put it at the head of the bed.

He blew out the oil lamp, leaned against the head of the bed, and half-closed his eyes.

Su Wenxing can be sure that Ma Sanyuan does not believe in his identity as a 'bandit', and similarly, Su Wenxing also feels that Ma Sanyuan is not a simple 'cook'. And Josie, too, suspicious.

She exudes the kind of beautiful temperament of everyone, and she is by no means an ordinary person!

Also, the 'Hahona', who will arrive tomorrow, is also an enigmatic figure.

Chinese? Foreigner?

So far, Su Wenxing has no clues.

The only clue I know is the 'Tianzi No. 1 room'.

If you follow this logic, as long as the person who lives in the No. 1 room of Tianzi is Hai Huona.

But for some reason, Su Wenxing felt that it was not so simple...... What's so strange about this?

Sleepiness, surging in.

Su Wenxing took out a pocket watch from his arms and looked at it, it was already past zero hour.

In the pocket watch, there is a photo, which is a very sweet looking woman, dressed in a military uniform.

"Happy New Year, Youjun!"

He whispered, then closed his pocket watch and lay down on his side.

One hand, on that pot-bellied box. The cold body of the gun gave him an indescribable sense of security.

This night, Su Wenxing didn't sleep well.

There was something in his heart that made him dream all night.

When I opened my eyes, I took out my pocket watch and looked at it, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

There was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and the sound of little gold talking. The people in the back kitchen get up early because they have to prepare breakfast. Su Wenxing couldn't sleep either, so he got up and got dressed, and put the gun in his arms.

"Brother Su, Happy New Year!"

Before dawn, Xiao Jinzi was boiling water by the stove, and when he saw Su Wenxing coming down, he said with a smile.

"Happy New Year, little gold."

Su Wenxing arched his hand towards Xiao Jinzi, took the washing water, and after washing up, he sat next to the stove.

In the back kitchen, Ma Sanyuan's voice came, seemingly urging the back kitchen to make breakfast.

"The third master got up early."

"Yes, on the first day of the new year, it will be busy."

"Do you all sit there and die? Come and work...... Little gold, go see if the porridge is ready? Xiao Su, go and bring some firewood, donkey balls, there is no work in each eye, I'm angry. ”

Ma Sanyuan came out of the kitchen and yelled loudly.

Su Wenxing and Xiao Jinzi looked at each other and smiled, and he said in a low voice: "Evil capitalist! ”

"yes!"

"Say what? Don't go to work yet! ”

"It's coming, it's coming...... Early in the morning, you can't be quiet, the third master, on the first day of the new year, the God of Wealth has been yelled at by you. ”

Dare to talk to Ma Sanyuan like this, except for Xiao Jinzi, there is no one else.

"I'm a donkey ball for you, fairy tales are unscrupulous, and good luck!"

Ma Sanyuan's voice was obviously much quieter, so he scolded: "Why did I accept such an apprentice as you, you donkey ball every day, can't you say something good or bad early in the morning?" Phew, see if I don't clean you up......"

In the back kitchen, there was the laughter of Little Gold begging for mercy.

Su Wenxing also smiled!

It feels so good...... It's like back then, at home.

He took a deep breath, went out the back door, and walked into the house with a bundle of firewood.

On his face, there was a sudden coldness.

He looked up at the dark sky. Snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on his face.

It's snowing!

Su Wenxing's pale face showed a smile.

Good luck, Ruixue Mega Year!