--Leng Beicheng "ah-" sounded, woke up from his sleep, his forehead and the tip of his nose were full of fine beads of sweat. The fatigue of seven days and seven nights of long-distance travel made this amorous man fall asleep for a day and a night.

"Master, I dreamed of her again......" The beauty under the lamp looked at the knife, and her voice was cold, and there was a little resentment.

Leng Beicheng had a headache and struggled to sit up: "Yan Niu'er, did you find the person I asked you to find?"

Leng Ruoyan bowed his head and said, "Mr. Dawn and his son-in-law are already outside. ”

Dawn.

Before dawn in "Liaocheng", the sky is gray, the sleeping city has not yet begun to wake up, thousands of households, it is still like a faint ink painting, all the colors, all dissolved into this gray before dawn.

There are occasionally a few dogs barking in the distance, and there is an inconspicuous small inn opposite the "Xiuchun Building", with a narrow door, a narrow staircase, and a narrow room, Leng Beicheng and two men are sitting in front of the window and looking out.

It was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure, long eyes, a square face, well-dressed, looking very majestic, with long nails on his little finger, which showed that he rarely did things.

The second person is similar to him, he is too young, his face is as white as jade, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he is simply a big child, his crown is inlaid with beautiful jade, and his eyes inadvertently reveal this rebellious taste.

"Xiao Po, do you know what happened?" Leng Beicheng asked.

The middle-aged man's sharp eyes stared at the opposite "Embroidered Spring Building" like a hook, and he muttered: "Since Guo Ershao's accident, there have been three leading figures in the city who have died in this 'Embroidered Spring Building'. ”

"Which three?" Leng Ruoyan felt that the young class horse beside Dawn was peeping at his arrogant breasts, and said quietly.

Dawn said: "The first is Guo Ershao Guo Shuzhong, who came to 'Xiuchun Building' to seek pleasure, died naked on the bed, and his penis was cut off; the second is Zhao Sanhao, the old bustard of 'Xiuchun Building', she died in the bathroom of her room, the cause of death is unknown; the third Peng Wuhu is the head snake here, and the body was found in the backyard corridor of 'Xiuchun Building', and the same penis is missing. ”

Seeing the owner's white eyebrows, Leng Ruoyan said in a low voice: "It is said that after Guo Ershao's accident, the second young grandmother, Lei Xiaoya, took Miss Qingqing back to her parents' house 'Little Lei Gate' and stayed at home. The people of the Lei family didn't say a word about this matter, and they were very taboo. ”

Leng Beicheng was silent for a while: "Who else is there in the Guo family now?"

Breaking Xiao didn't want to say authentically: "Guo Dashu has a son and a daughter left in front of him, the male is Guo Shuzhong, Guo Shuzhong also has a sister named Guo Meimei, people go to their names, I heard that she is still a rare beauty!"

Ban Ma'er suddenly sneered and said with a hint of annoyance: "What's so rare? It's just a stinky bitch, the master spends some silver, you can sleep with her if you want!"

Dawn was furious and glared at his son fiercely.

Ban Ma'er said viciously: "Guo Shuzhong's prodigal son lost money in gambling with the 'God of Wealth Gambling Group', so he sold his sister into the 'Xiuchun Building' to be a kiln sister to pay off debts, thousands of people pillowed, ten thousand people slept, and that bitch couldn't keep it and caused a flower willow disease!"

Leng Beicheng was shocked: "It's the 'God of Wealth Gambling Group' again?!"

The three deceased, Guo Shuzhong, Zhao Sanhao, and Peng Wuhu.

One is the young master of the "Iron Sword Gate", the other is the old bustard of the "Xiuchun Building", and the other is the chief dart head of the "Five Tiger Dart Bureau", and there seems to be no connection between them.

Leng Beicheng has a feeling that there must be some mysterious connection between these three people, and the fate of the three people is tied together by an invisible thing.

What exactly?

Leng Ruoyan's eyes suddenly lit up, and Leng Beicheng's eyes immediately lit up: "Yan Niu'er, after Guo Ershao's accident, you were in the murderer's hiding room, what did you find?"

Ruoyan said: "This murderer is used to using his left hand. ”

Dawn looked up sharply: "Oh?"

Leng Ruoyan said: "This person likes to eat spicy food, the chopsticks are on the left side of the bowl, and the other dishes are almost unchanged, only the plate of spicy tofu is left, almost bottoming out." ”

Dawn couldn't help but exhale, her face a little strange.

The young Ban Ma'er laughed and said: "Uncle Leng, no wonder my father and my aunt both said that the eldest girl who shows off her beauty is as careful as her hair and observant, and she is one of the top killers in the contemporary 'killer world', and now my nephew finally believes it." ”

Leng Beicheng avoided the compliment of the young man, but suddenly asked a very strange question: "What gods are enshrined in the three murderous rooms of the 'Xiuchun Building'?"

"God of Wealth. Leng Ruoyan's eyebrows jumped, and his eyes lit up again.

"Could it be...... The mysterious gambling syndicate in the legend has something to do with this series of mysterious murders......" There was too much surprise and uncertainty in Dawn's tone.

"Quite possibly. Leng Ruoyan said: "Because although the identities and industries of these three deceased are different, they are all local leaders who are worth a lot of money, and before they died, they all had a large amount of money to spend, but even their closest people don't know where this money has gone." I wonder if they ever had some kind of shady deal with the God of Wealth during their lifetimes, and that kind of deal would usually kill them. ”

"Moreover, I dare to conclude," Leng Beicheng said, "there will be a fourth 'Liaocheng' local celebrity today, who will die under the killer knife who is used to his left hand." ”

Dawn said: "'Liaocheng' is a small city, there are not many celebrities in the small city, three have died, and the rest are even more few." ”

Leng Ruoyan smiled: "So no matter what, 'Iron Sword Tragedy' Li Eighteen should be counted as one." ”

-- Li 18 was eating breakfast, sitting in a sedan chair to eat breakfast.

In the morning, there was a rain of falling flowers in the sky, and the small noodle restaurant located opposite the narrow alley at the back door of the "Xiuchun Building" had not yet officially opened, but there were also customers sitting in it.

He sat opposite Li Eighteen.

The furnishings of the noodle restaurant are a bit simple, in addition to selling noodles at noon and evening, it also sells some simple breakfasts, there is a kind of raw noodle bun, and there is a very spicy "haggis soup", which is not particularly good for people with a good stomach, it is really difficult to digest.

Now the guest opposite Li Shibai sat in the position by the door to eat breakfast, a bowl of red oil spicy haggis soup, drank most of the bowl, it seems that he is a very spicy person.

This eccentric guest, dressed in clothes that did not match the humble noodle shop, although his clothes were not luxurious, but the cut and materials were very good, but he wore a nondescript bamboo hat on his head, which was tightly covered with his eyebrows, and he did not take it off when he ate, as if he did not want others to see his true face.

The rain was pouring outside, and a rain umbrella appeared on the rain street, like a small flower.

Under the umbrella, there is a little girl in a flower dress.