Yun Poyue remembered the first time he stabbed Meng Guanglu, the owner of the coffin shop, in the chest. When the pen and the www.biquge.info drew the knife, blood gushed out, but the flow was not very large.

Boss Meng staggered, but not only did he not fall.

Instead, he pounced with open hands.

This is a rather dangerous signal.

It shows that the knife is not the key point, or the assassination action is not standardized, or the depth is not reached, otherwise how could such a shameful thing happen?

That's the difference between full-time and amateur.

Yun Poyue had seen the killing of pigs when she was in the countryside, but it was four hooves tied up and placed on the board. Although the pig screamed loudly, it struggled desperately, and even slashed and kicked, trying to break free.

But he still can't escape the fate of being slaughtered.

The pig killer (the slaughterer is called "pig killer" in his hometown) grabbed the pig's ear, raised his hand and stabbed it into the heart, stirred it a few times, and pumped it out, and the bright red blood mixed with foam gushed out......

Seen the killing of sheep.

Killing sheep is much quieter.

The sheep were taken out of the fold by the butcher and curled up in horror. When the knife cuts the carotid artery, it only closes its eyes and wrinkles its mouth, showing an expression of extreme pain.

Just don't scream, don't say a word.

Why don't the sheep bark?

Kill by the neck.

If Meng Guanglu, the owner of the coffin shop in front of him, was also like that sheep, not humming or barking, and obediently waiting for death, how good would it be!

Yun Poyue was thinking like this, and Boss Meng had already pounced frantically, grabbing the wrist of his right hand with both hands, and squeezing it hard, trying to snatch the boning knife.

Although Meng Guanglu was short, he was stabbed again. But he is an adult after all, and compared to the fifteen-and-a-half-year-old boy Yun Poyue, he still has the upper hand in strength.

If he is pressed to the ground and then takes away the guy in his hand, or at this time, the woman in charge of Meng's shopkeeper suddenly rushes out of the house and joins the battle group, and the three of them are scuffling.

Then the outcome is really unpredictable!

Yun Poyue freed his left hand and grabbed the wound on his chest that was still bleeding, Meng Guanglu screamed, let go of his hands, and fell backwards.

Cover the wound with your hand.

Yun Poyue rolled over and jumped up, jumped over, pressed him with her knees, pressed her arm with one hand, and slashed at his throat with a knife.

As soon as Meng Guanglu stepped forward, he raised his head with dead strength, and pushed with both hands, and Yun Poyue shook down, causing the blade that should have been cut in his throat to the left side.

Puncture of the great arteries.

Slimy hot blood spurted out at once.

splashed the clouds and the moon on his face.

Boss Meng was lying in a pool of blood, screaming in his mouth and twitching his legs and feet. Seeing that it is almost gone.

Yun Poyue wiped her face, stood up, and walked towards the house with a knife in her hand.

He always remembered the purpose of his visit: not to kill people, nor to kill pigs, nor to kill sheep. but for the twenty-eight taels of silver.

Silver of white flowers.

The reason why he killed Meng Guanglu as soon as he entered the door was just because he was in the way and got in the way. If you don't clean up, you won't be able to move forward.

The clouds break through the moon and open the curtain.

Enter the inner room.

Yao was like a frightened ostrich, stuck in the quilt in the kang, and his buttocks were pouting high. The whole body shook like a leaf in the wind and rain!

Yun Poyue stepped forward and lifted the quilt.

Yao screamed and held his head in both hands: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"Make a little more noise, and I'll kill you right away!" Yun Poyue roared, "Money, give me money......"

Yao hurriedly got up, opened the cabinet on the kang, took out a white cloth bag from it, handed it to Yun Poyue tremblingly, and begged: "It's all here, twenty-eight taels, one tael is not less." ”

Yun Poyue took the cloth bag and tied it to her waist.

He glanced back at the stove, where a charcoal fire was blazing and the pot was covered with a lid. The steam was steaming hot. "What's in the pot?"

"White potatoes. Yao replied.

"Go get me two to eat. ”

"You wait. Yao looked panicked and got off the ground, put on his shoes, smiled flatteringly, turned around and was about to walk out, Yun Poyue took a knife in his hand and stabbed her heart from behind.

Yao snorted and collapsed at the bedroom door.

Yun Poyue didn't care about drawing the knife, so she first took off the bloodstained clothes on her body and stuffed them into the stove. I saw my clothes burn out. I took another basin of water and washed the blood stains on my body and face from head to toe. Then take out a clean men's suit from the cabinet and change it into.

Splashed with dirty blood.

When everything is cleaned up.

Only then did he leave the Guanglu coffin shop with the silver.

When you go out, don't forget to close the door of the house and the courtyard door one by one.

Three days later, he sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the Chenghuang Temple, munching on a sugar gourd, while listening to the old folks in Marco Polo Hutong say that after the careful investigation and investigation of the public security officers in the Dayuan Dynasty Police Patrol Hospital, the tragedy that occurred in the Guanglu coffin shop the night before yesterday has been successfully solved!

The murderer, of course, was Zhang Butcher, who sold meat on the street.

Because the murder weapon left on the deceased's back at the scene was identified by physical evidence experts, it was a boning knife commonly used by butchers. This greatly narrows the scope of criminal investigation.

Then there is patience and visits.

Finally, the murderer is locked.

Zhang Butcher naturally denied it in every possible way and refused to admit it. In the face of the patient persuasion of our people's police and a large number of irrefutable hard facts, they finally stopped resisting and pleaded guilty to the law.

Confessed to his murder.

The real culprit was caught.

The eerie alleys have regained their former tranquility.

Yun Poyue swallowed the flesh, spit out the hawthorn core in his mouth, and said, "What a stupid!"

The aunt of the street office with the red armband next to her didn't hear clearly, so she leaned over and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I said really capable. Yun Poyue said, "Such a big murder case was solved in three days, and the murderer was captured, comparable to the Sherlock Holmes ......."

Auntie hasn't listened yet: "What silk?"

"Spicy shredded chicken. ”

Two old men said while playing chess: "Butcher Zhang has committed a crime this time, and he will be arrested and put in prison, who can he go to if he wants to eat pork in the future?"

The other old man grinned disapprenosingly: "A living person can suffocate urine." There is only one emperor, and not everyone can build an atomic bomb, but when it comes to killing pigs, it's a trivial matter -- haven't you heard that a slaughterer dies and doesn't eat hairy pigs......

"As long as you old thing can lift the bar. ”

Yun Poyue opened the closed secret door to others in the early spring of the following year, when he was imprisoned for avoiding the capture of strong men and stealing bean cakes from the army's grain depot.

The prison was empty.

Silent.

He was taken into a separate cell by the guards.

In the room was an old man with long hair hanging down, dressed in a coat, sitting cross-legged on the bed. The jailer unlocked the door, pulled open the fence gate, pushed Yun Poyue in, and closed the door again.

He knocked on the iron lock with the water and fire stick in his hand, and shouted: "Liu Yidao, haven't you always wanted to find a little cub to be your companion? Work hard in the future......"

Yun Poyue took two steps forward.

Stop.

Gazing at the strange and immobile old man.

Liu Yidao?Why does this name sound so familiar, have I seen this person anywhere?Yun Poyue frowned, and couldn't help but meditate. (To be continued.) )