When Xiao San pretended to be carefree and very smooth, the master had already begun to lie in bed, looking haggard and looking like time was running out, Xiao San told the other party about the current situation, hoping that the other party could help find a way.

In the end, the master told him how to make the metal ball sachet, saying that after wearing it on the body for a period of time, it can confuse his mind, and with the unique sound of the flute, he can bring people to the designated place unconsciously...

After saying this, the master broke his breath, Xiao San was very grateful to the other party in his heart, and he would go to worship regularly when he was ready, and the other party was his reborn parents, without each other, he was still begging on the street, and everyone shouted and beat like a mouse.

During this period, Mo Ziyu asked him if he would take anything with him every time he killed the girl, and Xiao San seemed to be smiling and very proud, looking a little weird.

"That's right, it's all my trophies, and it's wonderful that I carefully put them in my pillow and sleep with me every night."

At this time, Xiao San was completely immersed in his own world, and after finishing speaking, he changed his words, talking about the first time the girls who were killed went to the store, how to talk to each other, and how to lead the selected target to the designated place in the heavy rain of lightning and thunder.

Mo Ziyu and Ling Lan glanced at each other, and fell silent in understanding.

This time, the junior explained in great detail, and responded truthfully in the face of some questions, and his attitude seemed very good.

However, Ling Lan found that the other party's demeanor was sluggish, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know whether he was physically and mentally exhausted or mentally stressed.

"I, I'm not cured yet! Why do you doubt me? I'm going to be cured, and I'm going to find a silly girl. The junior began to murmur in a low voice.

Ling Lan shook her head slightly, signaling Mo Ziyu to say more useless, the other party's mental state was problematic.

Wu Xianling, who had always been standing aside, stepped forward slowly, looked at Xiao San and said in a deep voice: "Where did you bury the body of worry-free?" ”

Xiao San raised his eyes and looked over, and said with a straight look: "Worry-free, I am worry-free, worry-free is me, that's right, I am worry-free." ”

Wu Xian Ling couldn't stop his anger, he explained it well just now, why did he start pretending to be crazy and stupid again when he asked, it was really hateful.

"It's really worry-free, where was you killed and buried in the wilderness?" He asked, holding back his anger.

It's a pity that Xiao San didn't seem to hear it, and he was still muttering that he was worry-free...

When Wu Xianling was anxious and angry, Ling Lan softly reminded the other party to go out first, tossing for so long and letting the other party stay alone for a while.

Thinking that the case is now clear, the other party is the murderer of those girls, and it is not too late to ask about other things later, so I asked the two to go out.

The sky was bright in the courtyard, and Wu County Ling said that he was ready to leave them early before leaving, but Mo Ziyu directly refused, saying that they would go back to pack their things and leave.

Seeing that the other party had made up his mind, Wu Xianling didn't dare to stay any longer, and directly knelt down on his knees to thank them for helping, and also implicated Ling Lan in being injured, expressing deep guilt.

Because of her inconvenience, she couldn't step forward to help, so Ling Lan immediately spoke: "Wu County Order doesn't have to be so polite, although the case is understood now, you still have a lot to do, if you have a fate, see you in the future." ”

Wu County Ling agreed, and gave Mo Ziyu a big salute.

On the way back, Ling Lan stretched her arms and moved her muscles, for some reason she always felt that something was wrong, as if there was something missing in this case.

The thought flashed through her, and she looked at Mo Ziyu seriously and asked if the other party had such thoughts.

The man was closing his eyes to recuperate, and when he heard the inquiry, he slowly opened his eyes, and a faint cold light flashed.

"It's too smooth to get used to?"

The other party was obviously ridiculing, Ling Lan pursed her lips and was silent.

It was indeed very smooth, she found Yunjin Buzhuang from the location, and she was suspicious of Xiao San in Yunjin Buzhuang, but she did not disappoint her, and she took action that night and fell into the encirclement.

What's wrong?

After thinking about it, I didn't get a result, so I simply left it behind and let it be.

If he hadn't delayed before and had already arrived at his destination at this time, thinking of Mo Ziyu's rush before, there would be no accident if he was delayed for two days now.

Despite this, they can't be careless, after all, Mo Ziyu and Ye Feng experienced a night attack on the first night of staying in the city.

"Don't think about it, pack your things when you get back and let's go."

The man's voice interrupted her thoughts, and Ling Lan raised her eyes to look over: "Will there still be danger?" ”

"Yes, the road has always been dangerous." The man responded without hesitation.

Ling Lan frowned slightly, moved her lips but didn't make a sound, and chose to be silent.

After all kinds of news and the current situation, she suspected that the accident in the Ling Mansion was the work of the Sixth Prince, Duan Xiyao, but she just needed evidence.

Thinking that she was afraid if she didn't speak, Mo Ziyu suddenly smiled: "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, I will be by your side." ”

Forehead!

It was a surprise.

Ling Lan looked at the man's clear eyes seriously, although it was a bit exaggerated, but she liked it.

"Good!"

The carriage only stayed at the inn for a moment, and soon Ye Feng drove the three of them to continue their journey, striving to reach their destination tonight.

When passing through the lively long street, the carriage drove towards the city gate, Ling Lan raised the curtain and looked out, for a moment she smelled a familiar smell again, uncomfortable, after taking a deep breath, it was sure that it was right, it was a pungent fishy smell and a complex mixed perfume smell.

She looked around but didn't see anyone familiar, the smell lingering on the tip of her nose and gradually dissipating, and she couldn't help but wonder if she was mistaken.

Starting in the bright sunshine, the clear weather made people's mood better, Ling Lan looked at the vibrant scenery outside and adjusted her mentality, leaving the previous case behind.

They were able to leave, but Wu Xianling was busy, and there was also a junior, and the other party's mental state had problems.

Thoughts flashed to her and she tilted her head to find a comfortable position, and suddenly there was a sparse sound in her ears, and she didn't care at first that she didn't know what the man was doing, but soon turned her head to check and found that the man was already sitting on her lap.

"What's wrong?" She was dazed.

Mo Ziyu didn't respond, and raised her hand lazily and shook it.

Ling Lan was slightly stunned, and found that she was holding a white porcelain bottle in her hand: "What is that?" ”

"Doesn't it look familiar?" The man said quietly, as if smiling rather than smiling.

Recalling, it was indeed a little familiar, and at the same time, the man uncorked the bottle, and a strong smell of Chinese medicine suddenly spread in the carriage.

Ling Lan: "... Gold sore medicine? ”

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, as if to say that she wasn't too stupid.

Originally, she was leaning on the soft couch and looking at the scenery outside the window, at this time, Ling Lan's feet were on the edge of the soft collapse, and Mo Ziyu was not shy about taking off her shoes and socks, and gently applied the gold sore medicine to the puffy area.

Feeling only a chill coming, Ling Lan subconsciously avoided it.

Thinking that she was shy, Mo Ziyu chuckled: "Don't move, it's not that I haven't touched it." ”