Xing Sang walked ahead and pushed open the door of the second carriage.

Suddenly there was a sultry sensation, accompanied by the smell of sweat and all kinds of strange smells.

There were so many passengers in this carriage that there was hardly a single empty seat as far as the eye could see.

Some people even stood in the aisle of the carriage, leaning against the seat next to them.

Others simply put their luggage on the ground, sat on it, and rested with their heads buried in their knees.

Babies crying and adults complaining and cursing can be heard from time to time.

There was a homicide on the train, and the train was forced to stop, which made many people feel uneasy and restless.

Jiang Shi touched Xing Sang with his elbow, raised his head to the second row of seats on the left, and whispered, "The silk thread should be tied there." ”

Xing Sang followed Jiang Shi's gaze and said softly, "However, the middle-aged woman sitting there doesn't seem to be easy to mess with. ”

Jiang Shi said disdainfully: "You can do it in the past, if it doesn't work, I'll pull her out and beat her." ”

Xing Sang glanced at Jiang Shi incredulously and said, "No, what are you beating her for?"

Jiang Shi flashed his eyes and said, "Of course, let her cooperate with the inspection." ”

"Stop! Don't speak! Don't say a word!"

"I'll just come, don't always use the same way you deal with demons! It's too violent!" Xing Sang complained.

Jiang Shi was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Even if it's people, what if they are murderers?"

"I said, this person is a suicide, there are no suspects and murderers. Xing Sang said.

Jiang Shi retorted: "If someone strangles this person first, and then sends him down, it is also possible. ”

When Xing Sang heard this, he asked rhetorically, "Then may I ask, where are the murderer's footprints?"

"The murderer can wipe the footprints off. Jiang Shi hurriedly replied.

Xing Sang continued: "Okay, then if he killed, why did the murderer bother to wrap the murder weapon around the leg of the chair so that we could find out?"

"Why didn't the murderer just strangle him to death, just throw him out of the car, what is the intention of leaving these clues?"

"Challenge us!"

Jiang Shi was asked by Xing Sang and didn't know how to answer, she waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, what I said is messed up in my head." ”

Her voice was so loud that it attracted the sideways glances of many passengers, including the middle-aged woman.

Xing Sang made a shushing gesture and said in a low voice: "Great Heavenly Master, I know you are powerful, but please be quiet!"

"We're just here to find clues, not to quarrel in public, don't startle the snake. ”

Jiang Shi asked suspiciously, "I don't know about one thing. ”

Xing Sang looked around, turned around and frowned and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"You're a detective, but why are you so cautious when investigating the case, and you can't seem to let others know that you're a detective?"

"And, from just now until now, you have not made any arrangements for the passengers in these carriages. ”

"Unless you!" Jiang Shi leaned close to Xing Sang's face and said.

Xing Sang paused, squinted his eyes and asked her, "Unless I have anything?"

"Unless you, no, Detective!" Jiang Shi said, pointing at Xing Sang's nose.

"Then who do you think I will be!" Xing Sang said as he took a slight step back vigilantly.

Jiang Shi Zhengse said: "You are a small soldier, a small character, and a little agent, right?"

"You don't have such great authority, but you have the world in mind!

"And your boss, the detective who is nowhere to be seen!"

"He is cowardly, or he is greedy for wealth and power, and he is in collusion with the dark Ones. ”

"You live carefully, just so that one day you can find him out, the public will be in the world, and you will be given a piece of light!"

Xing Sang listened to this basket of words, pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "You are really useless to be a heavenly master. ”

Jiang Shi raised his head and said magically: "Yes, I think so too, I should be the Heavenly Destiny Master." ”

"It's just that I'm still a little bit close, but it's going to be fast, I'm very capable. ”

Xing Sang shook his head and said, "No, this Heavenly Destiny Master has also succumbed. ”

Jiang Shi's eyes almost lit up, and she asked, "Is that the Heavenly Commander! No, no, you still have to be humble." ”

"That's the Heavenly Master of Heavenly Masters, how can I do it. ”

Xing Sang patted Jiang Shi's shoulder seriously and said, "You are so modest, of course you can do it." ”

"Qingshan needs talents like you, if you go to Qingshan, the sick people there will definitely get better soon!"

"Come on, you're closer to Aoyama. ”

After speaking, Xing Sang walked over to the middle-aged woman's seat, leaving Jiang Shi stunned in place, looking incomprehensible.

She didn't know what Xing Sang meant by Qingshan, and muttered to herself, "The patients in Qingshan will get better?"

"What is Aoyama? Is she complimenting me on my medical skills? But I don't know how to heal?"

At this time, an uncle sitting in the aisle looked up from the newspaper and said to Jiang Shi, "It's a psychiatric hospital." ”

Jiang Shi looked at this uncle's beard, and he wanted to pull it all off, and then stab it all on Xing Sang's head!

"You stinky warlock, you actually said that I was a psychopath!" Jiang Shi followed angrily, and wanted to reason with Xing Sang.

After a while, Master Jiang strode behind Xing Sang and said angrily in a low voice: "Stinky Warlock, Stinky Daoist, Stinky Woman!"

"You dare to say that I am mentally ill! Do you know that I am a Copper Coin Heavenly Master! If the two of us fight, you may not be able to beat me!"

Xing Sang glanced at her, didn't bother to pay attention to her, but stopped near the middle-aged woman's seat.

The middle-aged woman's wide round face plated had a pair of thin eyes, the corners of her mouth drooping, and she looked mean.

She wore a brown-red coat, and her somewhat chubby figure took up a seat and a half, and she was looking at a piece of letter in her hand.

Next to the middle-aged woman was a thin, gray-suited man sitting, looking out the window.

Xing Sang looked at the seat across from them, only to realize that there was no one there.

She smiled and politely asked, "Hello ma'am, may we sit here?"

There were two people's luggage on this place, and the middle-aged woman with a wide body heard Xing Sang's voice.

Raising his head from the letter, he glanced at Xing Sang and Jiang Shi.

She quickly put the letter in the bag next to Sheng, and said, "Whatever, it's just that there is still our luggage there." ”

The man in a suit next to the middle-aged woman heard their conversation, turned his head and said, "I'll move the luggage." ”

But I saw that this man was about 40 years old, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his eyes looked at Xing Sang and the two of them blankly.

But he showed a very strange smile, his eyes were dark and his lips were blue, and he looked like he was about to die.

Xing Sang hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, let's come, where do you say to put it?"

The man was just about to speak, when he suddenly coughed violently: "Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

"Are you alright?" Jiang Shi stepped forward to help the suffocating man who was about to cough.

Seeing that, the middle-aged woman stood up, pushed Jiang Shi to the side, and said, "No need, thank you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a glass bottle from his bag on his seat with white pills inside.

She unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took out a pill for the man to put in his mouth, but in a moment, he resumed his normal breathing.

"No, it's not good, me, I, ha... Hah," the man said with difficulty.

The middle-aged woman complained a little angrily: "Don't talk anymore, save some effort and live longer!"

Xing Sang saw the man glaring at the middle-aged woman dissatisfied, and she didn't dare to speak.

"I'll do it. Xing Sang paused and said, and lifted the two luggage bags onto the luggage rack above.

This series of actions was seen by the sick man.

He grinned as if he had seen something that pleased and amazed him.

The two of them also sat down, and the middle-aged woman said impatiently, "I see that you don't look like ordinary people in dress." ”

"What do you have to sit with us poor devils!"

Jiang Shi was just about to get angry, but the man who was very sick sat up straight, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Presumably, the two girls have nowhere to rest, in fact, college students like you are very hard. ”

Xing Sang smiled and said, "We are all children of poor families, working and studying part-time, in order to save money for our family. ”

The sick man coughed twice and said, "Cough, cough, women in the new era are more knowledgeable than us ordinary people." ”

"I'm actually a college student, I'm only 23 years old, but I took a break from school a year ago because of heart and lung disease. ”

Xing Sang and Jiang Shi were also a little surprised, perhaps because of his illness, which made him look dozens of years older than his actual age.

Looking at the middle-aged woman again, it should probably be his mother, and Xing Sang and the two thought they were husband and wife.

The sick man glanced at Xing Sang and Jiang Shi thoughtfully, and then continued: "I've scared you." ”

Xing Sang shook his head and said, "No, it's just that I'm thinking, why don't you go to the hospital to see a doctor?"

The middle-aged woman suddenly said: "Why didn't you go! The hospital said that it couldn't be cured, so we could only find a deviation!"

The sick man shook his mother's arm hard and roughly, glaring at her angrily, as if he disliked her for saying too much.

At this time, Jiang Shi sat on the inside, and his subordinates looked for the silk thread on the seat leg.

Xing Sang glanced at Jiang Shi with his spare eyes and said to the sick man: "Alas, this long-term tuberculosis is indeed not easy to heal. ”

The sick man didn't seem to be too sad, but he said with a smile: "There is a way to cure this disease, but the medicine is not easy to find." ”

Xing Sang asked, "What do you use as a medicine primer?"

The sick man just smiled and said nothing, and Jiang Shi nodded to Xing Sang at this time, indicating that she had taken off the silk thread.

"Thank you so much for letting us sit here. ”

"We've been standing all the way, and we're going to be tired. Xing Sang said casually.

The sick man thought for a moment and took out two packets of oiled paper from his mother's bag, and said, "It's so late, you must be hungry." ”

"We've brought some specialties from our hometown, so you can try them. ”

Xing Sang shook his hand with a smile and said, "No, no." ”

"You're too polite, it's still a long way to go, so you can keep it for yourself to make dry food. ”

The sick man seemed very dissatisfied that Xing Sang did not take his food, and he put the oiled paper bag on the table.

Pushed in front of the two of them, he continued: "You guys taste it, it's really delicious." ”

Xing Sang and Jiang Shi glanced at each other, and the sick man smiled and opened the oiled paper bag and pushed it and said, "Eat, it's okay." ”

"This thing can't be eaten on weekdays. ”

The sick man's smile was weird, and Xing Sang saw something unusual in his eyes.