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"Girl in the silk skirt, why don't you buy breakfast for your aunt and grandmother again?" asked the elderly noodle shop owner in a local accent.

The little girl said crisply: "Uncle Guo, let's put down a bowl of 'haggis noodles', put less spicy seeds, since the second young master's accident, the eldest aunt and grandmother's appetite has not been good." ”

"It's no wonder that now the Guo family, isn't it left that the aunt and grandmother are left to run it alone, alas, she is a woman's family......" The owner of the noodle restaurant chattered, and made a bowl of noodles with hot "haggis soup" with his hands and feet, put it in a food box, covered it, and put his hands on the little girl's hands.

The little girl paid, didn't look at the noodle eater next to the door, held an umbrella through the rain of falling flowers, trotted across the street, and got into the dark corner door of the "Xiuchun Building" covered by the giant crown of the locust tree.

What Li 18 could see most clearly was his nose, mouth, and hands.

His nose was high and straight, and his lips were deep and distinct, giving him a very stubborn and perverse feeling, and he was usually closed, and he was not an unruly person.

His fingers are slender, and they should be very good-looking pairs of hands, but it can be seen that the owner of these hands should not be very old.

From these aspects, Li 18 concluded that this person should be a fairly decent and handsome young man with a relatively wealthy life and quite a personality.

What is such a person, such a rainy morning, doing in this humble little noodle restaurant?

Is it just to drink a bowl of "spicy haggis soup"?

Li Shibai smiled self-deprecatingly for his strange thoughts, ate a few raw buns, threw a few copper coins on the table, he opened the umbrella beside him, and walked to the "Xiuchun Building" in the rain.

Eat early, light rain rests.

The color of the fish's belly has just appeared in the east, the rooster cries can be heard in the distance, the sound of wheels rolling on the bluestone road is gradually rising, and the milky white fog has just risen from the surface.

At this time, under the locust tree, the small corner door opened again with a "squeak".

Probably because there are not many people who come and go often, the sound of the corner door opening is hoarse and dry, like the aftermath of a dying old man, which makes people very uncomfortable to listen to.

When Li Shibai came out of the corner gate, he was full of vitality and energy, not only his whole body was full of vitality, but also his face was radiant, and his face was full of red light, as if he had just done a very proud and comfortable thing.

As soon as the corner door opened, the soft sedan chair in Tsing Yi waiting outside rushed to come, Li 18 people walked out of the door, the soft sedan chair had arrived in front of him, the corner door was closed, the sedan chair had gone far, and in a blink of an eye, it turned out of this long narrow alley, and it was invisible.

The coordination between the sedan chair and the people is really good, as if it has been rehearsed many times.

Fireworks Willow Lane, with high walls and deep courtyards, has restored the mystery and tranquility of the past.

During the day, it is quiet and lonely, and only at night, it will be a world of busy traffic, men and women.

As soon as Li Shiba's sedan chair left, the young man in the noodle restaurant immediately stood up, put down the chopsticks, left the soup money, and quickly walked out of the door and followed the sedan chair out of the narrow alley.

His steps were light and sturdy, like a tornado.

When he puts down his chopsticks, he puts them next to the bowl just like everyone else, except that he places them on the left side of the soup bowl.

This boy holds chopsticks with his left hand, and he is a left-handed person.

When such people kill, they usually use their left hand as well.

- Li XVIII is dead!

The owner of the "Iron Sword Gate", a generation of heroes "Iron Sword Tragedy" Li 18, died in a sedan chair on the street in the early morning after the rain, and the penis was missing.

In the early morning of the day Li Shibai was assassinated, the only thing I saw him was the owner of the noodle restaurant.

And the eyewitness who saw the suspected murderer was also him.

Leng Ruoyan ordered a bowl of "Yangchun noodles" for the master: "Master, you have a bad stomach and can't eat spicy." The girl reached out and snatched the hot sauce jar that Leng Beicheng had already held in her hand, and her tone was full of reproach.

Leng Beicheng was silent, burying his head in eating noodles.

Leng Ruoyan gently stirred the noodles with chopsticks: "Boss, your shop seems to have opened very early today, do you usually open so early?"

The boss said fluently: "Yes, Li Sanye will come to the shop to eat every day before dawn, this habit has been more than a year, I naturally have to get up an hour early to prepare." ”

Leng Ruoyan asked, "In addition to Li Shibai, are there any other guests?"

The boss replied, "Yes, there is a little brother." “

Leng Ruoyan asked, "What kind of person is that?"

The boss replied: "He is a very decent little brother, very spicy, a small bowl of haggis soup, mixed with half a jar of spicy sauce, I don't eat much, but I give a lot of small accounts." ”

Leng Ruoyan asked, "Is there anything special about that little brother?"

The boss replied, "There's nothing special about it...... Oh, I remember, he's left-handed. ”

Leng Beicheng ate noodles for a while, and continued to eat noodles.

Leng Ruoyan said quietly: "Go on." ”

The boss recalled: "As soon as the sedan chair that came to pick up Li Sanye left, the little brother immediately put down his chopsticks and followed, one person and one sedan chair, and soon turned out of the alley......"

Leng Ruoyan asked, "And then?"

The boss said, "Then I heard a cry outside the alley. ”

Leng Ruoyan asked, "Scream, what kind of scream?" ”

The boss replied, "It's a miserable cry, just ...... It was as if someone was cutting his neck with all his might, but the screams were short, as if he had only been cut back and forth twice, and then he had been cut to death. Later, after listening to Lord Ling's subordinates, I learned that it was Li Sanye who was killed......"

"It's not a knife," Leng Ruoyan smiled: "It should be a saw." ”

The boss breathed in horror, he wanted to kill a person with a saw, what would it be like to be sawed? What would it be like to be sawed?

Leng Ruoyan put down his chopsticks: "In the information collected by Sister Hua of 'Liangcheng', there are up to ten assassins with their left hands, and there will be no more than three who can take Li Eighteen's life in an instant, and there is only one young man between the ages of fifteen and twenty." So far, we don't know exactly what he is, but I can conclude that he must have been the murderer!"

Seeing that the master was listening intently while eating noodles, Leng Ruoyan continued: "According to the information of the inn, we are just this person's murderous and strange methods, the means of killing are different every time, and there are very few valuable clues left on the scene, and the debut time is definitely not more than half a year." ”

The bowl of "Yangchun noodles" in Leng Beicheng was eaten very carefully and slowly, and he asked the boss: "Guo Sho, why did you think of opening a noodle restaurant?

"I remember, you are Master Leng! You saved the second young master of my family (see Chapter 3 of the "Immortal Medicine")! Alas, when you are old, your memory is useless......" The boss sighed with emotion and chattered:

"Since the accident of the second young master, the second young grandmother took the young lady back to her parents' house, the eldest aunt and grandmother had already been deceived and abducted by the second young master and sold to the kiln. ”

After eating evening noodles, Leng Ruoyan stuffed a barefoot silver ingot into the old man's hand: "Take it, you don't need to make change." ”

"Leng Ye ......" Guo Shoi looked at Leng Beicheng with tears in his eyes, so excited that he couldn't speak.

Kindly patting the old man on the shoulder, Leng Beicheng walked out of the noodle shop a few steps, suddenly stopped and looked back and asked, "Does Li Shibai come to you for breakfast every morning?"

Guo Shovel nodded blankly.

Suddenly it snowed heavily, and the alleys in the snow smelled damp.

The first few yacha were maintaining order at the scene of the killing, and the two pretended to be discussing something with ugly faces, and did not pay much attention to Leng Beicheng and Leng Ruoyan who passed by.

Leng Ruoyan said in a low voice: "Master, is there anything wrong with Li Eighteen?"

Leng Beicheng said: "Li Shiba, as the third master of the 'Iron Sword Gate', still has some family background; just imagine, a successful person who lives a wealthy life, his daily breakfast is not a mountain delicacies, sea delicacies, big fish and meat, but a rain or shine in the dark alley, gnawing on the dough buns that are difficult to choke, what will be the reason?"

Leng Ruoyan said with a smile: "Maybe Li Shibai will be proud of this." ”

Glaring at Ruoyan reproachfully, Leng Beicheng spoke: "There is only one reason, that is, this person suddenly changed from a rich man to a poor man overnight. ”

Leng Ruoyan said mischievously: "How can a poor barehead still have the money to sit in a sedan chair?"

Leng Beicheng said: "Li Shibai is a face-saving person, he is the master of a sect, and he still has to pretend to be decent for outsiders." ”

Leng Ruoyan said: "A lot of men's money will be spent on women," Speaking of this, Leng Ruoyan glanced at the "Xiuchun Building" passing by, intentionally or unintentionally, with a pair of eyes that can talk about love, and added a sentence with a lot of experience: "Especially the women in the party." ”

"There is another possibility," Leng Beicheng said, "gambling." ”

I was confronted by a vendor selling rock sugar, glutinous rice, and sweet lotus roots, and just walked past them to the narrow alley behind the high wall to sell.

The back door of "Xiuchun Building" suddenly opened.

A little girl wearing a black silk skirt and combing big braids, holding a big bowl of blue and white porcelain, came out to buy sugar lotus, she had a pair of deep dimples, and a pair of bright eyes.

When she returned to the door, the little girl unexpectedly saw Lengbeicheng in the distance, and she nodded vigorously to him in surprise.

Leng Beicheng smiled from afar, Ruoyan glanced at it, and asked, "Do you know that beautiful little girl?"

"She is Xiaoya's maidservant, and in her early years, she accompanied Yaya to marry to 'Liangcheng' with stockings, and Leng Leng likes to let her hold her ......" Leng Beicheng's expression darkened, and Ruoyan didn't speak all the way......