The old man was not good at words, so he stretched out his hand and touched the mother who was sitting next to him, and Patriarch Gao said to the mother, Aunt Pan, you can say it! Where is your son?

I don't know wow! Last night the old man and I were watching acrobatics in the village, and when we came back late, we didn't see the sunspot, and we found that he went home and left, and I haven't gone home until today, and I don't know where he went.

Old mother, is Kuroko your son? When Wu Chengcheng heard Kuroko's name, he immediately remembered that the headless ghost in his dream had mentioned Kuroko, stood up vigilantly, stared at her and asked.

Aunt Pan said "um", and Patriarch Gao added that Kuroko's big name is Gao Youneng, and his small name is Kuroko, which is due to the fact that he has a small piece of black pot bottom on his chin, which is viviparous.

Wu Chengcheng made a gesture to let Aunt Pan leave her seat and come to the front of the hall, he asked, Old mother, how do you know that Heizi left after coming home last night? Is there any basis for this?

Wu County Order, that's the case, last night the acrobatics on the village ended, after I went back with his father, I found that there was some chaos in the hall, and a few piles of stove ashes were sprinkled, and then I went to the kitchen to see, only to know that the sunspot had cooked noodles and eaten, because there was still noodle soup left in the pot, and the two bowls that had eaten noodles were in the main room and one in the kitchen, and they were not washed. Judging from the two bowls, it seems that Kuroko has brought people to the house.

Aunt Pan was a little flustered at first, but she didn't panic when she continued to talk, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her, and she felt that she could get out of it after she finished speaking.

At this moment, Patriarch Gao approached Wu Chengcheng and whispered that Heizi likes to visit the kiln, maybe he is being happy in a green building in Jiangnan Town!

Old Mom and Uncle Gao stayed, and we will come to your house to see the scene right away. Wu Chengcheng said in a commanding tone.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and raised his voice to say, the villagers can leave, and if there are any clues, report to the official immediately, and if you can arrest the murderer and send it to the yamen, you can receive a reward.

Then he instructed the catcher on the right to quickly go to all the Qinglou and other entertainment venues in Jiangnan Town that provide erotic services to find sunspots. And said to the two big men standing on both sides of the platform, you two follow him to carry out the pursuit mission.

After the crowd in the ancestral hall of Gaojiazhuang dispersed, Wu Zhengcheng did not ask Aunt Pan and Uncle Gao who stayed behind, but asked them and his wife to lead the way, and went to his home with Hunt Kuai and Patriarch Gao to inspect it.

Aunt Pan said that the stove pot and two bowls with noodle soup had been washed, and the ashes of the stove in the hall had been swept away.

Aunt Pan walked through the middle hall and the main room, walked out of the back door, pointed to the tower-shaped firewood ashes piled up in the house with the slope as fertilizer, and turned to the catcher who was following behind her and said, Here.

Grab a handful of stove ashes and frown and smell it, saying that it smells bloody.

Wu Chengcheng also walked over and sniffed the ashes of the stove fire that he was about to grasp in his hand, and said in a speculative tone while nodding his head that it was likely that the murderer cut off the victim's head in this room after the victim died of eating the noodles he threw arsenic.

The shadow of the headless ghost appeared in Wu Chengcheng's mind again, as if urging him Wu Zhixian to personally direct the case, catch the murderer as soon as possible, and repay the blood debt for the innocent undead who were killed.

I don't know what kind of sin I created in my previous life, and there was such a rebel in my family. Gao Bo, who was silent, suddenly pounded his head with both hands.

Uncle Gao, I know this, you are also in the dark, we will not let you and Aunt Pan be involved, but if your son quietly comes home at night or at such and such a time, you must stabilize him, if there is any concealment or concealment of information or to provide convenience for your son's escape, once it is found out, you should know the stakes.

Wu Zhixian, I have no way to teach my son, I have already sinned against this rebellious son, I am really guilty, where do I dare to think about it? Now he only hopes that the official government will quickly catch the rebel, even if he is cut by a thousand knives, the old man will not shout half of the word "Qu".

Wu Chengcheng saw Gao Bo kneeling in front of him, kowtowed and admitted that he was wrong, and really didn't want to pursue him, and helped him up and said, Uncle Gao, as long as you and your wife try your best to cooperate with the tolerance to handle the case and be a good citizen of Gaojiazhuang, even if there is something bad, it will not fall on the heads of the two of you.

Besides, last night, Heizi carried the cloth bag containing Wang Jiamu's head and Wu Congcong to Majiazhuang, and found Ma Huangmao's home by a man in the hazy night.

It was almost the end of the day, and Ma Huangmao, who had not yet gone to bed, was talking to Huang Huiyun in a low voice about Wang Jiamu in his room with a soybean oil lamp.

Ma Huangmao told her that he had already taken out 200 yuan to ask Wu Congcong to buy a killer, and it was estimated that Wang Jiamu could be killed in a few days, and when the time came, we could be husband and wife for a long time.

Huang Huiyun said uncomfortably, if we don't kill him, the problem will be big, and if he goes to the yamen to complain, we will have a lawsuit.

Ma Huangmao didn't know how to answer, but saw that the soybean oil lamp, which was about to run out of oil, was getting dimmer and dimmer, and the lights on the twist of the lamp were getting bigger and bigger.

Huang Huiyun took a slender steel needle that usually gives Ma Huang Maona's insoles and casually picked out a lantern that turned into black ashes when it fell, and she said that it was not too early and it was time to sleep.

As soon as the words fell, I heard Zhao outside the wing room shouting to this side, Huang Mao, someone is calling you outside the door. Ma Huangmao, who was sitting on the chair, stood up with a bounce, he almost ran out of the room, and sure enough, he heard someone calling him outside the door, Ma Huangmao, help you get things done, open the door quickly.

Oh! Who is it? Ma Huangmao walked through the main room to the door of the hall and asked.

I'm Wu Congcong. After the person outside the gate answered, the door was still slammed.

I'm coming, I'm coming. Ma Huangmao opened the door and looked at Wu Congcong standing at the door with excitement and panic. But there was still a person standing next to Wu Congcong, carrying a heavy cloth bag in his hand. As he was looking, Wu Congcong introduced that his name is Heizi, and it is mainly up to him to handle the matter you entrusted.

Come in and speak, come in and speak. Ma Huangmao welcomed them into the house and closed the door.

Heizi bumped Wu Congcong with his shoulder, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Call this Ma Huangmao to get a reward, and we have to rush back."

Wu Congcong nodded, walked to Ma Huangmao, pointed to the cloth bag carried by Heizi and said, do you want to open it and see? Seeing that Ma Huang was stunned, he said in a soft voice, the cloth bag contains Wang Jiamu's head, you recognize it, if it is good, we will give a reward, and we will go back.

Ma Huangmao plans to let Huang Huiyun look at it to see if it is in the end? He said, "Wait, I'll go to the room and call someone to come and see."

Wu Congcong and Heizi were standing in the hall, Zhao was standing on the side with a soybean oil lamp to shine on them, she smelled a smell of blood emanating from the cloth bag, and asked the young man with a black pot on his chin, what was in the cloth bag?

Ask him! Kuroko pointed at Wu Congcong and motioned for him to answer.

It's what your son needs, and your son will tell you. Wu Congcong replied in a roundabout way, thinking that it was better than saying it directly.