Chapter 171: It's hard to marry a lover

"Because of this, Xie Yan and Juanzi sisters are old acquaintances with me and believe in me. I'm sorry, but you don't know Juanzi for so long, do you? Come, let me introduce you to Miss Juanzi. ”

Of course, there is no need to be introduced, Lang Xiaobai and Juanzi have known each other for a long time. However, Lang Xiaobai still nodded to Xiao Bin with gratitude.

Juanzi was recuperating in the bedroom at that time, and after seeing Lang Xiaobai, the two of them made a look of meeting for the first time, and pretended to be strangers and said hello.

After introducing Lang Xiaobai and Juanzi to each other, Xiao Bin said goodbye and left Juanzi's bedroom, saying that he was going to persuade Mrs. Xie Yan.

After Xiao Bin left, Lang Xiaobai quietly told Miss Juanzi a few very important words: "Don't let anyone know about your coming to Dongzhou to find me, including Xiao Bin, don't leak a word." And you must tell me exactly what you have seen and heard or what you have discovered, and do not hide anything from it. Don't worry, I'll be sure to unravel this series of mysteries and avenge your brother-in-law's wrongs. ”

Lang Xiaobai comforted Miss Juanzi softly with concern. Juanzi looked at Lang Xiaobai gratefully, her eyes flickered, and she nodded resolutely, "Yes, don't worry, I will do that." ”

"Juanzi, you must not leave your room at will, and don't move around, because the unpredictable murderer nearby will suddenly appear next to you at any time. You have to be vigilant yourself, and if the prosecutor or investigator asks you something, you must pretend that you don't know. Remember, you have to remember that, you know?"

"I know, but I still can't ...... it"

"It's going to be fine! Juanzi, I'll protect you nearby, don't worry!"

After Lang Xiaobai gave Juanzi confidence and comforted her, he got up and retreated. He conducted a meticulous survey of the entire house. Of course, before that, he had already been approved by Mrs. Xie Yan.

Ah Cai led the way in front, and Lang Xiaobai started to check from the basement, went up from the basement to the first floor, and climbed from the first floor to the second floor.

The rooms on the second floor are not very large, and the height from the ground to the top is limited, but the doors of the rooms are facing the spacious and bright corridor, and the rooms are all placed with a bed covered with white curtains, and there is a bathroom next to it. The rooms on the east and west sides of the staircase are the bedrooms of Xie Yan and Juanzi.

Further up, you reach the third floor. As you go up to the roof, you will see a very large storage room, which is full of all kinds of old furniture.

The top floor of the whole building is the room where the servants lived, and naturally there were very few furnishings in the room.

The room on the right side of the top floor is the bedroom of the servant girl Ah Qiao, and the lower floor corresponds to Juanzi's room; The room on the left side is Ah Cai's bedroom, which is also directly above Xie Yan's bedroom.

The rooms on the second and third floors face the courtyard.

The case prosecutor and investigator looked around, took Xiao Bin back to the courtyard, and began to check around the yard, looking for clues.

Lang Xiaobai didn't want them to know that he was also investigating, so he tiptoed through the jungle and ran to the back door of the courtyard.

Yesterday Juanzi slipped out through the back door, which was full of low bushes and weeds. The greenhouse, which has long been useless, is surrounded by branches and vines, and it is almost impossible to pass through it, so no one seems to have walked back and forth here.

Lang Xiaobai took out the key he had prepared for himself, easily unlocked the lock on the door panel, opened the door, and walked out.

A path runs along the stone wall into the distance. Walk through this quiet path, then walk past an orchard, and then through a grove of trees, and you will come across a small hill. Perhaps more than twenty families live here. High up on the hill is an old manor, and around the manor are four large bunkers of the same structure and the same age.

The estate is also an integral part of the village of Rushbridge Village. However, now its owner is Yang Yu, a young man who loves Juanzi deeply, and his old mother who is stubborn and old-fashioned.

The old lady tried her best to interfere with the marriage of Yang Yu and Juanzi, and in order to dismantle them, she forced Yang Yu to travel for more than half a year. So the old woman was left alone in the manor.

Lang Xiaobai walked around the entire manor for a week, and after reading it, he went straight to the fast food restaurant in the countryside and asked for a simple lunch. While eating, I asked the villagers next to me for news about the manor.

"That manor is the residence of the widow of the old rich man and their son Yang Yu, who died ten years ago."

"Mr. Yang Yu is handsome and chic, and he is deeply in love with Miss Juanzi in the manor over there. The people of the village often find the two of them meeting cordially outside the castle and are happy for both of them. ”

The people in the village all said in admiration.

"Mr. Yang Yu and Miss Juanzi always sit happily on the bench and talk about each other. Every time we talk about the two of them, we think that they are a natural couple, and we hope that they can fall in love forever and stay together as soon as possible! Alas, now we can't see the two of them anymore, and we're worried. Is something wrong with them? Weird and scary!"

"We all know that the old lady is very good at managing her son. She prevented her son from dating Miss Juanzi, and forbade them to see each other. ”

"Not really! She always regarded her life experience as so noble and self-righteous, and claimed that her son would not marry a commoner woman, and her daughter-in-law must be of noble origin. ”

After Lang Xiaobai finished lunch, the conversation of the villagers was over, and he left the fast food restaurant. I suddenly woke up in my heart: "This is how it was!" The old lady forbade Yang Yu and Juanzi to interact with each other out of the concept of family, and forced Yang Yu to travel. So he wrote to Juanzi about all this. When Juanzi learned of the letter, she immediately sneaked out of the Gold Rush Bridge and ran to the woods where she often met early yesterday morning, waiting for Yang Yu to arrive. After waiting for a day, Yang Yu didn't show up, and then she thought of me, so she hurriedly rushed to Dongzhou to ask me for help. Poor Juanzi, I will do my best to help you!"

Lang Xiaobai was thinking about Juanzi and Yang Yu as he walked towards the woods. He had heard from the villagers that the place where the two of them often met was the circular clearing by the wooded path. There was a long wooden bench on the lawn that had been used for an unknown amount of time, and the wooden bench was almost falling apart. Lang Xiaobai tried, but he could still sit down. So, he sat down gently on a wooden bench and observed his surroundings.

There was silence on all sides, no noise of voices, and no neighing of animals. Looking up, surrounded by lush green trees, it gives people the strange feeling of being in the green deep sea.

The bright light passed through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled obliquely on Lang Xiaobai's body, and he vaguely felt as if he was floating on the turquoise sea, the green waves undulating, and his body and mind fluctuating together.

So, he closed his eyes tightly and pondered, as if he was thinking about something. After about two or three minutes, Lang Xiaobai suddenly perked up, straightened up, pricked up his ears, and listened to something with great concern. Since he had just heard a faint sound of "Xi Xi Suo", he began to carefully search the surroundings of the wooden bench with his eyes.

Lang Xiaobai found that the pile of dead leaves by the wooden bench suddenly trembled, so he stood up gently, quietly walked to the pile of dead leaves, and saw that the leaves moved a few more times, and faintly let out a miserable moan from under the dead leaves.