Whether it was Lao Zhao's matter or the dance teacher Zhang Chu's matter, she didn't hear any more new news. There's no way, she's not a person who runs social news, and these swords and swords are really far away from her. Alas, the news from the police won't let her know, do you want to ask your friends who run social news?

"Gurrah." A cup of coffee with a white steam look was placed in front of her. "What's wrong? Sullen look, not like your usual you. Tie Yirou said.

"Hmm-" she propped her head and said, "Lao Zhao's matter hasn't been found out yet." ”

Tie Yirou smiled, "Xiaosui, you write a travel column, not a detective investigating homicides, don't think too much." ”

"But I always thought it was a little weird." She said, "Both of them are people with inconvenient legs and feet, and both of them were cured after seeing a Chinese medicine doctor, and both were killed after being cured...... Hey, do you think it was the doctor who used some kind of deadly medicine to cure them, and he was afraid that what he had done would be exposed, so he killed the people who went to him to see a doctor? ”

"You." Tie Yirou smiled and shook her head, "Have you read too many detective novels and comics?" ”

"Maybe." She does enjoy watching "Detective Conan", but not to the point of going crazy. "Forget it, I'm going to take some pictures on the other side of Shuixi Road after I finish my coffee."

"Isn't it being rebuilt over there?"

"yes, tearing down the real old stuff to build a fake old thing." "That's why I wanted to take some photos of the old houses, so that when the street is built, it can be used as a comparison between the old and the new." ”

Tie Yirou nodded, "Then you have to be more careful." ”

"Be careful of what? Don't fall into the river? She asked inexplicably.

"Didn't you say that the Chinese medicine doctor is on the east side of the bridge? If it's really like you said, he killed everyone who went to the hospital, aren't you going to the danger zone where the murderer lurks now? Tie Yirou smiled, "Then of course I'm right to tell you to be careful." ”

She laughed, "That's right." "Anyway, I'm going to go over there, and by the way, I will inquire about which powerful Chinese medicine doctor is nearby, maybe I can really find the common ground between these two cases, and wait for the police to catch the murderer as soon as possible and avenge Lao Zhao."

This Shuixi Road is to be rebuilt into Lingnan houses in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and construction began four years ago. She took a few photos at random, and began to think about where to go to inquire about that powerful Chinese medicine doctor. If you want to find such a person, ask the people in the vicinity and you should know, right? She heard the boss of the herbal tea shop next to her speaking Huizhou dialect, so she walked over and also said in Huizhou dialect: "Boss, ask for a cup of wolfberry Luo Han Guo." ”

"Okay." The proprietress had a simple smile, "It's best to drink this wolfberry monk fruit in this weather, to clear the liver and fire." ”

"yes." She fanned the wind with her hand, "By the way, I heard that there is a Chinese medicine doctor around here who is particularly powerful, and even the leg disease that the hospital can't cure can be cured?" ”

"Oh, you know that too?" The proprietress said.

"I heard from a colleague of mine that he hit a lame leg a few years ago and recently healed." She took the herbal tea and chatted with the proprietress while drinking it.

"That must be lame in Bao Gong Alley!" The proprietress grinned.

"Lame Zhang? When I lived around here before, I didn't seem to have heard of such a powerful Chinese medicine practitioner. "When she was in the second grade of primary school, because of her parents' work, she moved from Yongping Road in front to Xiapu, and I remember that she was a frequent visitor to the hospital before the sixth grade of primary school.

"In the past, he worked as a plumber in Qiaodong Hospital, and learned a few tricks from the Chinese medicine physician there, and later opened the current clinic, and he sees some minor illnesses and pains on weekdays." The proprietress grinned, "Just this year, he suddenly said that he learned the magic formula for treating leg diseases from someone, and then he really cured people who couldn't be treated in several hospitals, and now he has become a famous doctor!" ”

"How many have been cured?" But there were only two people who had an accident, could she be wrong, it was just a coincidence? "How many are there?"

"I don't know." The proprietress smiled and agreed, and turned to greet the others.

Anyway, they're all here, so let's just go over and have a look. She asked for the address of the lame clinic, and then "gurgling" and drank the herbal tea before getting up to look for it.

After walking for about five minutes, she still hasn't seen the clinic that the proprietress of the herbal tea shop said. "Where the hell is this clinic?" She wiped the sweat from her forehead, a little deflated.

"Why are you again?" A familiar voice stopped her in her tracks.

The voice she remembered. "Officer Meng." Whew, even if she doesn't remember the appearance, she remembers his voice.

"What are you doing here?" Meng Fan strode towards her.

"Take." She wasn't lying, but she came to satisfy her curiosity by the way.

"Material?" Meng Fan half-narrowed his eyes, "What kind of material?" ”

"It's the renovation project of Shuidongxi Road." With a wave of her left hand, she could see the new building behind her. "What about Officer Meng? Investigating the case? ”

"Hmm."

Meng Fan's answer was not very clear, it was clearly perfunctory. She said: "Has Lao Zhao's case found anything? ”

"Irrelevant people don't inquire." Meng Fan glared at her.

"How can I be considered an unrelated person? Didn't you almost think of me as a suspect? "Uh-huh, she's very vindictive.

Meng Fan snorted and did not speak.

"Hey, what the hell are you here to check? I've been taking pictures around here for the past two days, and I might be able to give you some clues. Although she holds a grudge, she is not so stingy that she will take revenge.

Meng Fan frowned and stared at her for a while, and said, "Do you remember the photo of the woman you provided last time?" ”

She nodded.

"Someone has seen her in this area." Meng Fan closed the notepad and said.

"Did you find the common ground between Lao Zhao and that dance teacher?" She asked.

"Nothing special has been discovered for the time being." Meng Fan shook his head.

"I do have a situation, do you think it can be regarded as a common denominator?"

"Tell me about it." Meng Fan's expression was quite serious.

"The night I gave you the photo, I heard from an old lady on Housuo Street that the dead dance teacher had been in a car accident last month and had injured his leg and might not be able to dance anymore, and he was cured by a Chinese medicine doctor in Qiaodong." She said, "Lao Zhao too, I hit my leg a few years ago, and not long ago I went to see a Chinese medicine doctor and cured my leg." ”

"Oh?"

"I heard Lao Zhao say that the Chinese medicine clinic he saw was also in Qiaodong."