When the little widow had told me everything, she said suspiciously, "I think it's so strange, and the big smoking gun doesn't have much money, and no one will beat him." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Besides, he's a bastard, and people can't hide from him, who dares to run to provoke him. ”

I'm also a little confused, supposedly, even if a person like a big smoking gun makes a little money, it won't be too much. He belongs to the kind of loser who earns one and spends one.

The little widow said faintly, "I think about it, but there is only one person who is the most suspicious. ”

"Who?" I asked.

"Ali!" The little widow said hatefully, "On the night the big smoking gun disappeared, only Ali had ever been to his house. Although Ali was only at Smokegun's house for an hour, I'm sure: Ali slept with Smokegun. ”

I asked, "What do you mean: on the day the Smoking Gun went missing, Ali lured the Smoking Gun." ”

"Yes!" The little widow affirmed.

"How was Ali's mood when she went out?" I asked.

According to the little widow's account, that evening, it was Ali who took the initiative to find the big smoking gun, so even if the big smoking gun slept with Ali, it was a willingness to fight, a willingness to suffer, and there was no ** problem.

"When Ali went out, she looked back at the house of the big smoking gun, which was a bit strange." The little widow said.

"What's so strange?"

The little widow said faintly: "Although it is late and I am already dim in my vision, I feel that Ali has some resentment at this glance. ”

"Resentment?!" I was taken aback.

From what I know about Ali, she's not enough to kill.

However, I'll have to ask Ali what she thinks about the "disappearance" of the smoking gun.

I said to the little widow, "If you think of anything else, come to me, and I will stay at the house of the Looplegs." ”

The little widow said, "I know." I had long heard that there were two painters in the village. Later, I heard that there was a painter who was a pervert and took Ali **. I thought: another painter might not be a good thing either. Today, I met you and I realized that you are a good person. ”

"You think I'm a good person?" I was a little surprised.

The little widow nodded and said, "Of course you're a good man." If you were a bad person, give me a hundred dollars and take off my pants. ”

"Haha......" I laughed.

I think: although the country girl looks at the problem simply, it hits the nail on the head. The little widow is right, those men who want to take off their pants at the sight of a woman are indeed not good people.

"What are you laughing at, am I wrong?"

I stopped laughing and said seriously, "Girl, you're right, I'm indeed a good person, a good person." ”

I said goodbye to the little widow.

I immediately went to Ali's house.

Ali wasn't at home, so I said to Ali's mother, "When Ali comes back, ask her to come to Luo Quanleg's house to find me." ”

Now, Ali's parents have a good impression of me, because I helped her family come up with an idea that made Ali easily earn 10,000 yuan.

As soon as I got back to the house, Ali came.

As soon as Ali entered the door, she said delicately: "Brother Liang, do you miss me?" ”

Liu Xiong glared at Ali and said, "Leader Liang never plays ambiguously with women, he only thinks about his wife, not about other women." ”

I explained to Liu Xiong, and when I met people in Dagou Village, they said that I was married, and I didn't want to mess with flowers and grass in Dagou Village.

Ali pursed her lips, squinted at Liu Xiong disdainfully, and said, "I know, you have an opinion about me, but after all, we are husband and wife, as the saying goes: a husband and wife for a hundred days in one night." ”

"Who is husband and wife with you, it's shameless." Liu Xiong said angrily.

Ali stared at Liu Xiong and asked, "Hey, have you slept with me twice?" ”

"What if you slept twenty times, two hundred times?" Liu Xiong rolled his eyes.

Liu Xiong planted on Ali's body, and made a big ugly, which made him angry. Think about it: It was obviously Ali who seduced Liu Xiong, but she bit back and said that Liu Xiong ** her, which is really unreasonable!

"If you sleep once, you're like a husband and wife." Ali said eloquently.

Liu Xiong snorted and said, "I'm unlucky to meet a woman like you." ”

"I'm unlucky to meet a man like you." Ali retorted.

I waved my hand, frowned, and said, "You two don't quarrel, I still have business to do." ”

Ali twisted her waist and walked to my side, she took my arm and said, "Brother Liang, my mother said you were looking for me." ”

"Yes, I have something to look for you." I pointed to the stool and said, "Sit down." ”

Alisa said, "Brother Liang, my butt hurts, so I can only sit on the sofa." ”

I smiled and said, "There is no sofa at the Luo Quanleg house." ”

Ali grinned, pointed to my thighs, and said, "Brother Liang, your thighs are meat sofas." ”

Ali wants to sit on my lap, it's so bloody.

I smiled, pointed at Liu Xiong and said, "I don't have meat on my legs, Liu Xiong's legs have a lot of meat, you can sit on his legs." ”

Liu Xiong pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "No matter how much meat I have on my legs, I won't serve bad women." ”

Ali's eyes widened, and she asked viciously: "Liu Xiong, you make it clear, what's wrong with me?" ”

"Hey, what's wrong with you, don't you have self-knowledge?" Liu Xiong said hatefully.

"Liu Xiong, no matter how much meat you have on your legs, I'm not uncommon. Now, I'm only interested in the legs of good men. Ali said ambiguously.

I hate a swinger like Ali the most, so it's impossible to have her sit on my lap.

"Sit down." I pointed to the stool again.

Ali pursed her mouth and said, "Brother Liang, you really don't give face. ”

I thought to myself: I give you face, do I have to be harassed by you?

Seeing that I wouldn't let her sit on her lap, Ali sat down on the stool with a stumbling back.

"Brother Liang, what are you looking for me?" Ali asked.

"Ali, I want to get you to know someone." I said quietly.

"I'm familiar with the people in Dagou Village, just ask."

I stared at Ali and asked, "What's the big smoking gun like?" ”

Seeing me ask about the big smoking gun, Ali asked in surprise, "Brother Liang, why are you asking him?" ”

"Just ask." I say.

Ali said a little embarrassed: "This person rarely lives in the village, and he has been doing business outside for a year, and I haven't seen him for two years." ”

Ali obviously did that kind of thing with the big smoking gun a week ago, and now she even says that she hasn't seen the big smoking gun for two years, obviously, Ali is trying to hide something.

Could it be that the smoking gun was really killed by Ali? A big question mark hangs over my mind.

"I haven't seen a big smoking gun in two years, and what you're saying is a bit inconsistent with the facts." I smacked Ali.

Ali looked at me and said, "Let me think about it again, well, I remember, I saw a big smoking gun once a week ago. ”

"Oh. Have you spoken to Smoker Gun at this meeting? ”

"It's like a hello, nod." Ali seemed to just remember.