In the evening, the sun is getting more and more sunset.

The houses on both sides are scattered, Yuan Liang and Xiao Ya are walking in the alley, and the sunset of the afterglow is sprinkled on the two of them, forming a long silhouette.

As the two walked and chatted about the clues they had discovered today, a little boy followed behind them, reaching out and pulling the corner of Hara's clothes.

Yuan Liang felt a tightness in his waist, and something grabbed him, so he immediately turned around, and what caught his eye was a thin child, he didn't know him, he didn't know what he was going to do, so he asked, "Little child, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

Xiao Ya stopped and turned to look at the little boy.

The little boy was only ninety years old, long and thin, but his dark eyes were very clear and bright. I heard him snort for a long time and say, "You are investigating the case of that dead man!" ”

"Huh?" Yuan Liang was surprised, how much does a child understand? He asked, "Is there anything you want to tell me?" ”

"Yes." The little boy looked at him firmly, pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and said, "The uncle who died is a well-known bad guy in our alley. When I passed by their house, I often saw him beating people. Just a few days ago, I saw him and a strange man sneaking into a small alley near the casino, muttering something, and the uncle happily came out and entered the gambling house again. I don't know if this news is helpful to you guys. ”

The deceased Wen Biao liked to gamble for money, but his luck was too bad, he often lost money, and when he lost money, he had a tendency to be violent, according to the little boy's mouth, there was nothing wrong with him associating with a strange man, maybe they knew each other?

Yuan Liang shook his head and asked, "Kid, why do you think there is something wrong with these two people?" ”

"I'm ......" The little boy opened his mouth to speak, and his pupils shrank suddenly, and his mind could not help but think of the events of that day, because after the uncle had left, he saw the evil smile on the strange man's face, which was eerie and terrible, and it was still unforgettable.

He told Hara Liang the truth about what he had seen that day.

"I see, thank you for telling me this message." After listening to this, Yuan Liang pondered for a moment, whether this was a clue or not, but it was always a breakthrough. He looked at the little boy's innocent face, was very grateful, and asked, "Hey, we don't seem to know each other, so why did you suddenly tell me about this?" ”

The little boy grinned, the smile was innocent, but there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes: "My family is poor, and my mother was sick and had no money to buy medicine, but a sister in Baicaotang gave me a wooden plaque saying that I could go to Fuyuan Grain Village to receive a pound of white rice for free, and go to Baicaotang to see my mother for free." ”

"I'm very grateful to that sister, if it weren't for her, I might never see my mother again, I also heard about the matter of Baicaotang, my mother said that you must know how to be a person, although I am old, I can at least do what I can to help my sister."

Don't look at his age, he actually has a bright mind.

These words came from the mouth of a nine- or ten-year-old child, it was simply shocking, Xiao Ya was deeply moved by him, she squatted down, looked up at him, and said: "Good boy, I thank you for that sister, we will follow this clue to investigate, hoping to rescue her as soon as possible." ”

Yuan Liang took out a white silver ingot from his sleeve and handed it to him, but the little boy did not accept it. Yuan Liang already knew that the little boy's life was very poor, and he was very puzzled that he didn't accept the money, so he asked, "Why don't you accept it?" ”

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