After Zheng Junli and Yang Mingdong left the room, Yang Mingdong began to mumble and complain.

"I didn't expect this trip to be so smooth, the identity of the deceased was found, and the murderer was also found. Why do you say this Chen family is so pretentious? The corpse in the well is related to them, and the corpse of the woman in the painting boat is also related to them. If you make a lot of money, you will bother to spend it, and you will spend your mind on killing people and setting fires, which is not cheap! ”

"We'll have to find a way to ask someone else." Zheng Junli only listened to the one-sided words of the girl in the wing, and was not prepared to condemn the case to death.

"Bang-" The two of them had barely taken two steps before a heavy object suddenly fell in front of them from the top of the beam. There seemed to be some water dragging on the object, splashing them both in the face as it fell to the ground.

Zheng Junli came back to his senses, lowered his eyes to look at the thing, and it was a bloody woman's head.

Yang Mingdong was silent, and his tongue was numb and trembling.

"Bang-" Two more severed arms fell from the top of the beam, followed by the torso and thighs...... The body fell like rain, and the blood flew sideways.

After living for 20 years, except on the battlefield, Zheng Junli saw such a scene for the first time.

This movement attracted a few turtle guards, and when they saw this, their faces were shocked, but there was little fear.

The turtle male led by him rolled his eyes, and before Zheng Junli and Yang Mingdong could speak, he grabbed the conversation and bit the two of them. "You two actually dare to kill people in our drunken moon painting boat! What a guts! ”

"Hey! I'm afraid you didn't kill this person, are you so anxious to blame us? This corpse is broken into pieces, and we don't have a murder weapon, how did we get it? Besides, we chopped up the corpse pieces for so long, and you didn't find it, co-authored, you didn't hear it until after chopping, right? Yang Mingdong's mouth is naturally unwilling to fall behind.

"Tie them up first." The turtle prince led by him didn't have much to do with Yang Mingdong, and only ordered his subordinates to tie up the two policemen.

Yang Mingdong clenched his fists, and just as he was about to fight back, Zheng Junli stopped Yang Mingdong.

Yang Mingdong was puzzled, but he still obediently put down his clenched fists and grabbed them.

Gui Gong tied up the two of them and threw them into the Huan Hao room in the painting boat. At that time, the remaining turtle men were already cleaning up the corpse pieces that had fallen from the porch.

The corpses were hard to hide, and the blood was splashed all over the corridor, which was really difficult to clean up, and the mother of the drunken moon painting boat had to make a decision to delay the start of today's livelihood.

The turtles closed the door of the Huanhao room, leaving only two people to take care of it.

"Two little brothers, that person really wasn't killed by us. We just heard that the girl of the drunken moon painting boat is quite amorous and admired. Zheng Junli's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and his words were sincere.

Yang Mingdong realized that Zheng Junli was arrested for the sake of clichés.

"Siwan? Didn't she die early? A turtle said.

Seeing that he was open-mouthed, the other turtle immediately gave him a slap in the eye. He was suddenly silenced and stopped talking.

"When someone dies, you don't report it?" Zheng Junli's eyes were as clear as promised, and even with some ignorant stupidity.

Yang Mingdong occasionally sighs at Zheng Junli's good acting skills.

"Officer, are you so idle? There are dozens of painting boats on this golden river, and there are countless girls, and there are girls who die every day. In this world, a poor girl is a cheap life, where is the death of a girl in the skin and meat business really investigated as a murder? Gui Gong half-squatted down and looked at Zheng Junli, as if he had seen through all the thoughts in his heart.

Gui Gong is reminding him not to meddle in his affairs and cut off his career for the sake of his cheap life in the eyes of the world.

Zheng Junli saw that the turtle prince was not in the trap, his expression suddenly changed, and he didn't pretend to do anything.

Zheng Junli had only heard of the black heart poison of the turtle in the Fengyue Field before, but he had never been so difficult to deal with.

When Zheng Junli and Yang Mingdong were thrown in the Huanhao room, Jiang Fei's boatman was sailing to the shore.

The riverside is crowded with people, most of whom have just come up from the Golden River.

In a moment, there were few boats scattered on the river.

Seeing this, Jiang discussed with the boatman: "Big brother, can you sell me your boat?" ”

Jiang Butai knew that everyone else was afraid of this vision from heaven, and he was definitely unwilling to send her back, so he could only take out a 100-yuan ticket from his pocket, prepare to buy a boat and oars, and row back by himself.

When the boatman saw the money, he was worried about what would happen to Jiang not too late to return to the drunken moon painting boat, but it was really difficult to resist the temptation of the 100-yuan ticket, and for a while, he hesitated very much.

The brains of seeking wealth occupied the high ground, and the boatman accepted the money, and waved his hand helplessly: "Take the broken boat, take it." You ask for a lot of blessings, don't come to me if something happens. ”

"Thank you!" Jiang walked quickly to the boat before he was late, and he had to paddle by himself with the oars.

"No, miss! Do you really want to go back? If the man who went to the kiln didn't look for him, he would be scared to death by the ghost. Seeing this, Scar's heart that he had just put down suddenly lifted it up again.

"He's going to investigate!" Jiang didn't have a chance to say this until later.

"Investigating the case? I'm not looking for a woman. Scar was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly followed the boat, snatched the oar from Jiang Buwan's hand, and said, "I'll row, I'll row." Miss, you have thin arms and thin legs, when will you be able to get to the drunken moon painting boat? ”

"What are you doing here? Aren't you afraid? "There was such a vision on the golden river, Jiang was not too late to see it, and he also beat the drum in his heart.

"My mission is to protect Miss. What are you afraid of? I will also go down to the Sea of Fire and Knife Mountain. Scar smiled and propped up the oars.

"The gangsters are really righteous enough." Jiang sighed without delay.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will definitely protect you." Jiang Buwan said with a firm expression.

When Scar heard this, he didn't refute it, but just laughed wildly, and didn't seem to believe that Jiang Butai had the ability to protect him. His eyes suddenly softened, and the wooden paddle in his hand splashed and touched the corners of his wet clothes.

Jiang Buwan and Scar rowed the boat to the Drunken Moon Painting Boat and forcibly climbed onto the Painting Boat.

The black 'snow' on the river kept stirring, falling on Jiang Buwan's shoulder, and then melted and disappeared in an instant.

"Bang bang-bang-" Jiang Fei was late and knocked the carved door of the painting boat. "Are you still doing business today?"

No one answered.

Jiang Bu was still beating hard.

The occupants seemed to be very annoyed, and finally opened the door a small crack.

"Master, we don't do business today." The woman who spoke was wearing a red cheongsam, older than the average painting boat girl, and there was a shrewdness in her eyes that could not be hidden.

"I'm looking for someone." Jiang Buwan chuckled.

"Today, the girls are resting, and it is useless to find anyone." The woman only thought that Jiang was looking for a girl who was not late, and she was about to close the door as she spoke.

Seeing this, Scar raised his leg and kicked the door open, and even the woman with the door was kicked to the ground.

Everything is clear behind the door.

There were many female ghosts here, and it was difficult to count the number of them, but they all hung their heads and stared at the woman who fell to the ground.

Hundreds of ghosts are resentful, and hatred is difficult to bear.

Jiang Butai finally understood why black snow was falling over the Golden River.

There is nowhere to disperse the resentment of the sky, but it will take shape.

"You're the mom here? We're not here to find a girl! It's for a man! Did the police come today? Scar asked, stomping on the woman's chest.

"Police?" The painting boat's mother naturally thought of Zheng Junli and Yang Mingdong, but still denied it: "No." ”

"Really?" Jiang Bu was hard to believe her nonsense.

Jiang Buwan lowered his head and condescendingly said to his mother, "You killed someone." A lot of people. They're all behind you now. Lying is an ostomy karma, and you can't die well. ”

Hearing this, the painting boat's mother was timid, her pupils trembled, but her voice was still loud: "Who killed someone?" I didn't. Come! ”

Under the order of the painting boat's mother, the twenty-four turtle guards in the boat quickly dispatched to surround Scar and Jiang Buwan.

Scar recognized the current affairs and immediately retracted his foot that was pressing on the chest of his mother.

"Okay, there are a lot of you, let's not look for someone." Jiang was not too late to prepare for the torrent to retreat, and his left leg was already attached to the back of the door.

"Lock them up first, and when there are fewer people on the river, tie them up with the two policemen and throw them into the river." The mother of the painting boat got up from the ground and was ruthless.

Jiang Buwan smiled bitterly. Good guy, is she going to die before she can get out of school? Should I say it or not, at this moment, she still misses the rule of law society in the 21st century.

Jiang Buwan and Scar were also tied to the Huan Hao room by the turtle on the boat.

When the two of them entered the room, Zheng Junli and Yang Mingdong happened to raise their heads, and the four of them looked at each other.

Jiang Buwan and Scar were thrown opposite Zheng Junli and Yang Mingdong, and the two turtle dukes stood aside to watch over them.

"Jiang is not late? How did you? Zheng Junli saw Jiang not too late, and his eyebrows frowned.

"I'm ashamed to say that I was going to save you." Jiang Fuwan pursed his lips and smiled helplessly.

"It's really a husband and wife." Yang Mingdong drooped his eyelids, and his words of admiration were emotionless by him.

Scar stole his foot and touched Zheng Junli's shoe.

Zheng Junli looked at Scar. Scar squinted his eyes and glanced at the turtle who was guarding on the side.

Zheng Junli understood, and secretly touched Yang Mingdong's arm on the side.

Yang Mingdong froze, reacted for a moment, and then nodded lightly at the two of them.

The three of them secretly untied the hemp rope on their bodies together, and then covered the mouth of the turtle on the side with lightning speed, and knocked them out with a punch.

"Wow, what's going on?" Before Jiang could react, they were over.

Zheng Junli put the turtle in his hand to the ground, and then loosened the tie for Jiang Buwan.

"Let's go out first." Zheng Junli walked to the Zhu window, stretched it open, and then drilled out with all his might.

Zheng Junli stood outside the window, the carved railing behind him reflected the water, and the moonlight was slender.

Zheng Junli stretched out his hand to Jiang Buwan, Jiang Buwan climbed up to the window, held his palm, and jumped off the window with strength.

Yang Mingdong and Scar also followed closely behind and walked out of the Huan Room.

At this time, the black snow has not stopped, and the snow ash falls on the surface of the river, and the shape is melted.

The candlelight on the Golden River is still flourishing, but the figures are sluggish, not as lively as before.

"What's going on today? Isn't the Drunken Moon Boat open, and the next boat is not open? Yang Mingdong poked his head out and looked at the small painting boat around him, the hanging lights on the small painting boat were shining, the windows were wide open, and there were also a few guests inside.

"Where's the snow this early autumn?" Zheng Junli raised his hand to catch the falling snow, and finally discovered its differences. This is clearly the paper ash of the grave.

"Miss, this uncle has also been found, let's leave quickly, this place is strange and infiltrating." Scar said.

"Okay." Although Jiang Buwan wanted to find out what was going on with the demonic aura he heard last night and the hundred female ghosts in the painting boat, he didn't want to gamble with everyone's safety.

On both sides of the Drunken Moon Boat are strapped to a spare seven-plate boat. The crowd walked lightly and tiptoed towards the place where there was a boat.

"What do you do! Get out of here! ”

The four of them passed through a window, and a woman's scolding voice could be heard from the window.

This sound fell on Jiang Butai's ears, and Jiang Butai was shocked.

"Zhuo Feibai?" Jiang Buwan straightened up coldly and opened the red window.

"Jiang is not late!" At that time, Zhuo Feibai was being pressed on the tea table by a man, wantonly humiliated.

Jiang Butai had never seen such an emotion in Zhuo Feibai's eyes before.

The dull and empty eyes suddenly flowed again with grief and ferocity. Hope, which had been silent for a long time, exploded in despair for a moment.