Chapter 391 An acquaintance commits the crime

Author: He Yesu

Chapter 391 An acquaintance commits the crime

Nan Zhen looked at her smart eyes and raised her eyebrows, "Okay."

The woman touched her belly. She was really hungry, so she was not polite to Nan Zhen. "There is a noodle shop on East Street. The portions are large and the taste is good. The sliced ​​beef is very rare, but it is a bit expensive. Would you like to buy it?"

"Walk."

Nan Zhen walked forward side by side with her, and Xiao Rongxi fell behind her, just one step away.

"My name is Fang Yao," the woman said as she walked, "Just call me by my name."

Nan Zhen nodded, looked at her uninhibited walking posture, and asked, "How long have you been working as a widower? To be honest, this is the first time I have seen a female widower."

Fang Yao clasped her fingers and said, "Two years and four months."

"It's quite complete."

"I took over my father's position," Fang Yao said nonchalantly, "After he passed away, the yamen was in urgent need of a job and there was no suitable candidate, so they found me."

"But to put it into detail, I have been following my father around since I was seven years old. I have seen many cases, big and small, otherwise the Yamen would not trust me with this job."

She suddenly turned to look at Nan Zhen, "What do you imagine a heroine to be like?"

Fang Yao lowered her voice deliberately, trying to scare her, "I deal with corpses all day long. I have seen all kinds of death methods, including those with bloody flesh, those with missing arms and legs, and those with half of their heads cut off...

…Are you afraid?”

Nan Zhen thought about it seriously and said, "Have you ever encountered a pig?"

"..."

Fang Yao choked, "That's really not the case."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Nan Zhen suspiciously, "How can you, a rich lady, come into contact with these things?"

"Life was hard in the early years, more or less," Nan Zhen said casually.

Fang Yao knew at a glance that she was not telling the truth, nor did she go into details, so she just walked forward faster.

If it drags on any longer, she will starve to death.

Nan Zhen kept up with her and continued to ask, "Does your stepmother treat you badly? She doesn't even give you food?"

"When she occasionally shows kindness, she will still leave food for me." Fang Yao smiled, "After all, I will take some copper coins back from time to time."

"You don't seem to hate her?"

Fang Yao shrugged, "There is nothing to hate, she is also a poor person, and she did not live a good life for a few days after marrying my father. My father and I are married, and the neighbors are not very popular, so she suffered a lot of ostracism

, I must feel uncomfortable, and being scolded is not a loss of flesh, so just let her be.

Besides, whoever dies will be nothing more than a handful of loess, exhausted from worrying too much."

Perhaps because she has been exposed to the dead for many years, although she is young, she is more open-minded than most people.

It’s okay to live as long as you’re alive.

Anyway, you didn’t bring anything with you in life, and you can’t take anything with you when you die.

"arrive."

While they were talking, the three of them had arrived at the noodle shop on East Street.

It had only been two hours since lunch, and there was still some time before dinner, so the noodle shop was empty and cold.

When they walked in, the boss was dozing off with his head propped up. His eyes were half-lidded when he saw guests coming in. He immediately cheered up and asked, "What do you guests want to eat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized who the person opposite was, "Fang Yao?"

"Uncle Lin."

"Clear soup noodles, right?" Uncle Lin didn't even ask, and went directly to the stove, "Did you bring any money today? I'm not in the mood for credit now."

After saying that, he looked at Xiao Rongxi and Nan Zhen, "What do you two guests want to eat? The beef in this shop is excellent, do you want a plate?"

"Uncle Lin, they don't want to eat," Fang Yao found a seat by the window and sat down, "Bring me a plate of beef, a big portion!"

Uncle Lin's busy hands paused and he raised his head, his eyes full of doubts, "What big errands have you done recently, and the Yamen paid you? It's so generous, but you want a big portion."

Fang Yao stretched out a finger and shook it, "Someone is treating me!"

"Hey, you girl, are you threatening me?" Uncle Lin smiled, but his movements of cutting the beef were not awkward at all.

Soon, a large bowl of noodles with toppings and a plate of beef were served.

Fang Yao was so hungry that she started to suck noodles while snoring.

Xiao Rongxi and Nan Zhen were sitting opposite her without disturbing her. They really looked like they came here with money to treat someone to a meal.

The noodles are chewy, the soup is clear and delicious.

Fang Yao ate more than half of the bowl before slowing down. She raised her head and put a piece of beef into her mouth, "You really don't want to try it? There is no such store after this town."

Nan Zhen chuckled, "Eat yours."

Four people suddenly passed by on the long street outside the window. They were tall and tall, with earthy complexions and sunburned faces, and they were mumbling something.

They were a little far apart and couldn't hear what these people were saying, but Uncle Lin followed them with his eyes and sighed, "These were the coffin bearers in the morning and they just came back at this time."

Xiao Rongxi was stunned for a moment, then turned to look, "What about the Water God?"

Uncle Lin: "Yes, several young people died this year. Fortunately, things will be better after tomorrow."

He seemed to be just sighing casually, but the three people at the table fell silent at the same time.

Fang Yao's chewing movements slowed down, and then returned to normal, with a playful expression.

Nan Zhen couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and looked at her, "Hey, Fang Yao, have you done an autopsy for them?"

"Uh-huh." She didn't deny it.

Nan Zhen continued, "Is this 'water god' really so mysterious that he uses his divine power to kill people and let these young men drown?"

Fang Yao heard the meaning of her words and asked, "You don't believe it?"

"What matters is whether you believe it or not. If everyone else believes it..."

"Then there is no need for Wu Zuo to exist." Fang Yao took over her words.

Seeing that the two of them were curious and this matter was not a secret, Fang Yao did not hide it, "It is true that the murderer was not found, there were no injuries on the body, and there were no signs of poisoning. I guess he was knocked unconscious in some way and then soaked in water."

.”

Only this explanation is the most reasonable.

But why these people died and what was the connection between them, the Yamen really didn't find out.

Of course, this does not mean that the Yamen has given up the search and allowed such absurd rumors to spread. Instead, it has chosen to follow the public opinion and hold tomorrow's Water God Festival to see if it can take the opportunity to find out the person behind it.

Xiao Rongxi thought for a while and suddenly said, "An acquaintance committed the crime?"

Fang Yao was startled and looked at him with a bit of admiration. She didn't expect that he could guess this step.

"It can only be said that we cannot rule it out," she said. "After all, this method is very similar to revenge, and the possibility of an acquaintance is very high."

However, Pingyu Town itself is not very big, and people in the town basically know each other. From the perspective of "acquaintances" alone, there is no reference value.

The few people who died were not closely related, and it was difficult for the yamen to determine who would be murdered next.
Chapter completed!