Lang Xiaobai leaned down to see an old woman with a scary and wrinkled face among the leaves. Her whole body is buried in dead leaves, and she can't be found if you don't look closely. The old woman was dry and thin, her skin dirty and withered, like a mummy. The shriveled and withered yellow face slowly raised to look at Lang Xiaobai who was standing in front of him, and his mouth showed a mouth full of old yellow teeth. Lang Xiaobai couldn't see her expression, his wrinkled face didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and he couldn't help but be a little scared in his heart.

The old woman stretched out her withered hands, and her long, sharp nails were full of dirt and oil. That terrible hand, obviously wanting to reach out to Lang Xiaobai's legs and grab his pants, Lang Xiaobai couldn't help but take a sharp step back, avoiding her "attack".

The old woman, who had tried to no avail, grabbed her fluffy and dirty hair with her withered hands, and at the same time, an unbelievably strange moan came out of her throat, terrifying, her eyes were full of mud, and her eyes were full of mud, and her eyes were welling up with two lines of cloudy old tears.

"Who are you? What happened? What are you doing lying on the ground?"

The terrible old woman looked at Lang Xiaobai, her chapped lips trembling all the time. Although she could hum words, she just didn't understand what she was saying or what she meant. And she still hummed her language over and over again, repeatedly, and kept shedding tears, which was sympathetic and confusing.

Lang Xiaobai also seemed a little at a loss, so he hurriedly rushed back to the fast food restaurant and told the owner that he had encountered a strange thing just now.

The shopkeeper explained to Lang Xiaobai.

"The person you saw should be Granny Liu, she is a little nervous. The tragic death of her son deeply irritated her, and she became delirious, and spent her days hobbling in the woods, shouting, looking for her son. She lives like this all day. ”

"And her son ......"

"The old woman's son is a lumberjack. Unfortunately, just a few months ago, during a logging process, he was crushed to death by a fallen tree.

So the old woman lived alone. She usually helps the Xie family manor to repair the grassland and clean the yard to make a living. However, her illness was always recurring, and when she was sick, she was also shouting something that others couldn't understand. The people in the village thought she was weird, and slowly, people called her crazy old lady or crazy woman.

"That old woman is really miserable! Just now, you said she was lying on her stomach in the pile of leaves in the woods? Alas, it must be the old problem that has flare up again. Well, I'll see if there's any way I can help her. ”

So, the shopkeeper and Lang Xiaobai went to the clearing in the woods together, and saw that the old woman was still lying there, still muttering those few words. Lang Xiaobai helped the shopkeeper carry the old woman into a thatched house at the edge of the woods, and placed her on the only broken wooden bed in the house.

Slowly, the old woman stabilized a lot, but her mouth was still muttering her own language over and over again.

Lang Xiaobai calmed down and listened carefully to what she was talking about word by word, but he didn't know the meaning at all. He heard the old woman seem to say, "...... Miss, Three Charlies. Three Charlies, you must remember, you don't forget three Charlies...... Miss, you also need to know, master...... The master wants to kill you...... You must beware of ...... You're going to die, miss, be careful...... Three Charlie ......"

The shopkeeper shook his head and looked at the old woman and sighed at Lang Xiaobai.

"Look, how pitiful and delirious, she's in a bad condition. However, good sir, rest assured, if she stabilizes her mood and rests well, she will gradually come to her senses. ”

After he said these words, he hurried to the store under the pretext that there was no one in the store.

Looking at the old woman again, I saw that she suddenly screamed and cried, like an innocent and ignorant toddler. She also stretched out her bony hands and covered her head firmly as if frightened.

Lang Xiaobai guessed that maybe she was injured in the head, so he leaned down to check the old woman's head. She was surprised to find that her head appeared to have been hit with a blunt object such as a stick or stone, and that her dirty, unkempt gray hair was stained with blood and scars from beatings.

He examined the old woman's wound in great detail. It didn't take long for the old woman to fall asleep in a groggy and peaceful way. Lang Xiaobai quietly exited the thatched house and turned around and walked towards the open space. He came to the bench, and gently picked up the dead branches and leaves where the old woman had been buried, and suddenly found a thick and heavy wooden stick lying inside. This is the murder weapon that wounded the old woman! It was stained with blood.

"I see. It turned out that someone had attacked the old woman with a wooden stick and knocked her unconscious. The murderer thought that the old woman had been beaten to death by him, so he buried the stick with her under the dead branches and leaves. And who will the murderer be? And what was his motive for killing the old woman? And what is his intention? Hey! By the way, the old woman's vague words may not be gibberish, there must be some mystery or some specific meaning hidden in it. ”

Lang Xiaobai was thinking about the old woman's words repeatedly, carefully scrutinizing. Thoughtfully:

The old woman's words mentioned 'Miss' several times, could it be that the 'Miss' she said was Miss Juanzi who asked me for help? Yes, it is. The old woman saw Juanzi sneaking here with Yang Yu's letter, so she followed Juanzi to this wood, and wanted to tell Juanzi the mysterious words she knew......

These mysterious words, when the old woman was sick, she did not discard them, and she still remembered to the death, then they must contain some deep mysteries. Did she know that someone was going to kill Juanzi or endanger her safety, so she tried to inform Juanzi?

"Miss...... Master, our master wants to kill you...... You have to pay attention...... Miss... Be sure to pay attention to the three Charlies......"

When Juanzi heard these words of the old woman, she was terrified and frightened, and when she thought of me, she went straight to me for help. That's certainly the way it is. In that case, what does the old woman's "Three Charlies" mean?

Lang Xiaobai rushed back to the manor's residence, took out a cigar, and just as he lit it, he saw Xiao Bin walking in.

"How's it going? Xiao Bin. Lang Xiaobai asked Xiao Bin very politely.

"Alas, there are no new developments, not even a single new clue."

"What about the investigators and prosecutors?"

"They have long since withdrawn. Oh my! I'm exhausted. I really should have recuperated. ”

As Xiao Bin spoke, he lay down on the long sofa, closed his eyes, and after a while, he snored and fell asleep. Lang Xiaobai watched Xiao Bin fall asleep, in fact, he was also very tired, but he was not sleepy.

So, he found dictionaries in various languages and looked them up. Disappointingly, the word "Charlie" was not included in the dictionary at all, and even similar words could not be found.

The red sun was setting in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun was lazily sprinkled, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost dusk, and it was time for dinner. Lang Xiaobai shook Xiao Bin's shoulder, woke him up, and went to the dining room for dinner together.

The two men ate and talked, discussing with each other the thoughts and opinions that the investigator had shared that afternoon. After eating, they each lit a cigarette and began to talk. Finally, it was decided to go back to the loft on the island in the evening to see if there were any new signs.