No one knows what Chen Xiao and Luo Dali's mood is at this moment.

Surprise?

Ecstasy?

Expect?

These words are not enough to describe!

They just want to see those knives of Grandpa Huang now!

Pushing Grandpa Huang's wheelchair, Luo Dali felt like he was about to take off.

Fortunately, Grandpa Huang's mobility was arranged to live on the first floor, otherwise Luo Dali would have been ready to carry a wheelchair and Uncle Huang upstairs alone.

When I got to the room, I saw more than a dozen swords hanging on the wall of the room where Uncle Huang lived.

"In the past, like you young students, I also liked to dance and play with swords, and I always felt a chivalrous heart in my heart. Compared to your current mix, when we were young, it was a real thing. ”

Listening to Uncle Huang's words, Chen Xiao nodded and asked, "Then Grandpa Huang, can we see these swords?" ”

"Look, look at it."

Chen Xiao was talking about swords, but in fact, all he saw was knives.

Especially the two ghost-headed knives hanging on the wall are the most important thing he wants to see.

Chen Xiao pulled out one of the ghost head knives, looked at the heavy back of the knife, and the sharp blade, and couldn't help asking:

"Grandpa Huang, are all these swords open?"

"Yes, the one you took and the other ghost-headed knife on the wall, I made it from the knives of those executioners who used to cut people."

When Chen Xiao heard this, he turned his back to Uncle Huang and asked again: "Hey, then you mean that this knife can cut off people's heads in one fell swoop?" ”

"Pretty much, but boy, I'm telling you that cutting off people's heads isn't what you think. When I was younger, I fought in battles, and you can see that this knife is thick and fast, but it is not easy to cut off a person's head in one stroke, it requires skill! ”

Technique?

Chen Xiao's eyelids jumped, and Uncle Huang continued: "Have you seen the old movie called "A Thousand People Killed"? The executioner inside is thousands of people, and the golden knife in Yuan Detai's hand is fast and sharp enough, right? But it also requires a technique to make a U-turn, otherwise it is easy for the blade to get stuck in the neck. ”

Hearing this, Chen Xiao couldn't help but look back at Uncle Huang: "Then do you have that kind of technique?" ”

"Hmph, when I was fighting, I stabbed a stinky monkey!"

"Have you ever taught anyone how to do that?"

As Chen Xiao spoke, he couldn't help but smell the blade.

Uncle Huang frowned at his actions: "What are you doing when you smell the knife?" I have these knives in my precious possession, and I wipe them every ten days and half a month. ”

"Have you rubbed it lately?"

"Not lately, no...... Xiao Chen, what do you want to ask? ”

"Just the question just now, Grandpa Huang, have you ever taught someone that kind of knife technique?"

Uncle Huang couldn't figure it out, but shouted very sternly: "You kid don't play tricks in front of me, what age is it now, it's a society under the rule of law, don't think about those crooked things!" ”

Chen Xiao suddenly smiled bitterly: "Grandpa Huang, you really misunderstood. I've been investigating something recently, and the question I just asked you is important. ”

"Investigate what?"

"My wife is a policeman, a criminal policeman! Recently, when investigating a case, someone was cut off by a knife, and there was no mud and water. ”

Chen Xiao knew that it was time to say something.

When Uncle Huang heard this, his pupils widened.

He looked at Chen Xiao and said in a deep voice: "The person you are talking about won't be Xiaohong, right?" ”

Chen Xiao nodded without concealment.

Uncle Huang sat in a wheelchair and was silent for a moment, his throat rumbling but he couldn't say a word.

A few seconds later, Uncle Huang opened his mouth, and Chen Xiao saw that he wanted to cry, and the cry was definitely a howl, as if his grandson was gone.

Chen Xiao immediately walked over and put his hand on Uncle Huang's shoulder, and comforted: "Grandpa Huang, you alone know about this." I don't know how the other grandparents in the hospital are doing, but I think the less people know about this, the better. ”

Uncle Huang swallowed back his sadness, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What the hell is going on, how can Xiaohong ......be so good." ”

"We don't have much information to tell you about the case right now, but you must say who you have taught you that kind of knife technique."

"I, I've taught Xiaohong!"

This answer was completely unexpected by Chen Xiao.

With such a clean and neat knife technique, Uncle Huang only taught Zhao Xiaohong alone?

"Then did Zhao Xiaohong learn? Did he tell you who he taught himself? ”

"He won't teach others, he knelt in front of me and swore that he would never teach the sword! You know that old antiques like us sometimes want to guard something and die with a knife, so I taught him when Xiaohong begged me like that. ”

Chen Xiao's eyebrows never stretched, and the picture of Zhao Xiaohong kneeling on the ground and begging Uncle Huang to teach sword techniques came to his mind.

Such a picture made Chen Xiao feel that there must be a deep meaning in it.

After all, it's not a martial arts game now, and if you play the knife well, you can become a hero or a bully.

No matter how good the knife is, at most it can make yourself more advantageous when you have conflicts with others.

In the face of the gun, no matter how clever the knife technique is, it is in vain.

Therefore, there must be a reason for Zhao Xiaohong kneeling and pleading.

"Grandpa Huang, did Zhao Xiaohong say what he learned the knife for?"

Uncle Huang raised his head and looked at Chen Xiao, and then said: "He said that I am just like his own grandfather, he likes to play with knives and admires my knife skills, so he doesn't want that kind of knife skills to be lost." In fact, I know in my heart that an old thing like me has long been abandoned by the times, and sometimes bragging about how it was when I was young is nothing more than a good face. So when a little doll suddenly says that she wants to inherit the mantle, we old guys can't refuse. ”

That sounds a bit hilarious in these days.

But if this comes from the mouth of an old man who really knows how to play with knives, it is not funny at all.

Chen Xiao pulled out a knife again, and sniffed the clean blade again, but unfortunately he didn't smell anything different.

It's just a keen grasp of the eye, and at this moment, I suddenly found that there was a slight red at the junction of the handle and the blade!

That touch of red made Chen Xiao's body tense suddenly.

His instinct told him that it was blood!

Chen Xiao immediately put the knife in front of Uncle Huang, pointed to the faint and imperceptible "red" and said:

"Grandpa Huang, what do you think this silk screen is?"

Uncle Huang tried very hard to identify it, but unfortunately he didn't see anything at all.

At this time, Luo Dali leaned his head over, and it took him a lot of effort to be sure: "Brother Chen, it looks like light blood." ”

After speaking, Luo Dali's face changed: ", blood!" It's not going to be ....... ”

It won't be Luo Dali didn't say it, and Chen Xiao didn't wait for him to say it, the person had already stepped aside and dialed Lin Xi's phone.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, are you and Sister Liang with you now?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Tell Sister Liang that I have a good chance of finding the murder weapon."

As soon as these words came out, Liang Yan on the other end of the phone exclaimed, "What? You've found the murder weapon! ”

"I'm just suspicious and can't be sure."

"Whether it's or not, tell me the location and I'll bring someone over right now!"

Chen Xiao: "Okay, I'm in the Lanting Street Nursing Home now!" ”