The fast-traveling girl has no feelings for her

Chapter 51
"Mrs. Boss, good morning!"

"Morning, Boss Qin."

A well-dressed woman is walking on the street. Her usual smile is still on her face, and she will say hello when she sees familiar people.

But if anyone looks carefully, there is no sign of crinkling at the corners of the landlady's eyes, and the smile on her face is just a fake smile.

"Hey, the proprietress is here to go shopping again. Would you like to come to my place to have a look? I just got a few pieces of high-quality silk here. I'll give you [-]% of the price for the new ones. What do you think?"

The owner of the cloth shop enthusiastically blocked Lin Shu's way, and the latter shook the handkerchief in his hand with a smile, "I know that you, Boss Song, are the best at doing business. There are so many cloth shops in Xiancheng, but all these years, I Didn’t they all buy from your family? But I do have something to do today, so I have to take a step first, and I’ll come back to you tomorrow to look at the silk and satin.”

After hearing what she said, Boss Song couldn't stop anyone anymore. He saw the figure in the red dress floating further and further away until he entered a medicine hall.

He couldn't help but be curious. Did the proprietress of Fuxing Inn also go to the medicine hall?
He has been guarding this intersection all these years, but he has never seen her go to see a doctor. Could it be that she is really unwell?

When Lin Shu returned to the inn, the sun began to set and it was already late.

There were a few rooms left last night, and the guests from the morning moved in. There are not many rooms left in the inn.

Lin Shu ordered a clerk to make a pot of tea for herself and prepared a plate of snacks. While looking at the accommodation registration on the account book, she began to draw the layout of the entire inn in her mind.

Lin Shu entered the body of the proprietress last night.

Through her memories, she discovered that she had less than a day left because the original owner's memory stayed after she went to bed last night.

In other words, the original owner will die tonight.

She had gone through the memory of the original owner several times in her mind this morning.

An ordinary girl from Xiaojiabiyu married a middle-aged wealthy businessman as a concubine.

Later, the wealthy businessman found a new favorite, and she gradually fell out of favor. Finally, she asked the wealthy businessman for a sum of money and left the rich businessman's house by herself.

Speaking of this, Lin Shu also somewhat admired the original owner, who was able to persuade the wealthy businessman to let her go with a rap and a song, and even gave her a sum of money.

Because of this money, the original owner came to Xiancheng and opened the Fuxing Inn.

But Lin Shu sorted out the memories of the original owner and found that she had no enemies.

With no grudges in the past and no hatred in the near future, who exactly killed the proprietress?

By comparing the check-in records in her hand, a clear image of the inn appeared in Lin Shu's mind.

In terms of the overall layout of the inn, the first floor and the second floor are similar.

Apart from the lobby, the first floor is a common guest room from the passage on the left. If it is simply represented by numbers, it is one to ten, and the same is true for the second floor.

But the proprietress herself lived in the room No. 20 on the first floor, and the room above the hall was No. [-] No. [-] room.

There are 21 rooms in total, only one is owned by the proprietress herself, and the other [-] rooms are full of people.

Lin Shu combined the proprietress' past memories to rule out the possibility of acquaintances in the inn committing crimes.

The rest were either newcomers or people around her.

But the possibility of the latter is not great, because the original owner is not harsh on his fellows, and has a good relationship with them, and there have been no conflicts recently.

Lin Shu decided to focus on the newcomer first,
According to the memory of the original owner, there will be four groups of guests staying in the inn today.

One is the scholar who has moved in in Room [-] on the second floor in the morning.

One is an old man with a grandson who lives in Room [-] on the first floor, which is also downstairs from the original owner.

The other is a middle-aged couple who lived in Room [-] next door to the original owner.

The last one is the man in black who lives in Room 21 on the second floor. He was the last one to come last night and the one who behaved the weirdest.

She remembered that the original owner saw the hands of the man in black when he paid the house rent. They were a pair of...

"Miss Boss, come to a guest room."

An old voice brought Lin Shu back to her senses and looked up. Looking over the counter, she saw the old man with his little grandson.

"I'm too old to climb the stairs, so I asked the proprietress to arrange the room on the first floor."

The old man who spoke was about 50 years old, with a weather-beaten face hidden between his gray hair and beard.

The child standing next to him seemed to be very afraid of strangers. He kept holding on to the old man's trouser legs and leaning against him.

Lin Shu wore the original owner's signature smile, and handed the room number to the old man with a smile, "It's a coincidence that you are old here. On the first floor, there is only one room in the northeast corner."

The old man took the house number, gave Lin Shu half a tael of silver, and slowly turned right and walked towards the room.

And Lin Shu, at the moment when the child followed the old man and turned around, saw that the child's hand holding the old man's trousers had only three fingers, and the two vacant places were obviously broken at the root!
She withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and began to register for the accommodation.

Although the old and the young are a bit weird, they should not have the strength to kill people.

The sun finally set, and even the last trace of heat on the earth was taken back by it.

After finishing dinner, Lin Shu purposely wandered around the inn a few times.

She secretly marked all the objects that could be used as murder weapons, and after dinner, she hid all the knives that could be found in the shop.

into the night.

Beside the tables and chairs in the hall, the oil lamps on the wax table were flickering by the wind blowing in from the slightly open door, and they went out, but they were still burning.

Lin Shu gave a hutch, stood up, and Ahu, the man in charge of changing her night shift, came over.

He held a newly replaced oil lamp in his hand, "Madam proprietress, it's getting late, go and rest, I will guard the inn at night."

"Well, you first reconcile today's accounts, and I will wait for you to complete the reconciliation before going to rest."

Ahu let out an "hey", put down the oil lamp, took the account book that Lin Shu handed him, and took it to the other side to check the accounts.

And Lin Shu's eyes quickly slid across his calloused tiger's mouth.

If she remembered correctly, when this Ahu came to apply for the job as an inn clerk, he said that he was a countryman.

But shouldn't a countryman have callused fingers and palms?Why is the thickest part of the tiger's mouth?
Thinking of this, all kinds of doubts in Lin Shu's heart intensified.

She rubbed her forehead, it seems that the original owner really didn't pay much attention before, I'm afraid she still wants to bring some of the guys in the store back into the ranks of suspects.

With a bang, the door of the inn was pushed open vigorously.

man, here we come.

Lin Shu raised her eyelids, glanced at the visitor, and then lowered her eyes, "Guest officer, if the fire is turned off early today, the cook has already gone to sleep. If you stay in the shop, there will only be one room left in the shop."

"I just need a room.

"The hoarse voice made it difficult to distinguish between men and women.

Lin Shu picked up the house number of the room above her head, put it on the table, and said without raising her head, "One tael of silver."

The person who came did not bargain, put down the silver, picked up the house number and left.

When he stretched out his hand, Lin Shu saw a pair of pale hands under the black robe, with the blood vessels clearly visible.

As for the shape of the hand, it can be described as skinny.

Lin Shu collected the money and recorded the account, then turned around and found Ahu looking at the back of the man in black as he left.

She raised her hand and gave him a slap in the face, "What are you looking at? Why don't you check the account sooner?"

Ahu cried out in pain with a cooperative "Aiya", and obediently handed in the account book with both hands.

Lin Shu smiled, and put the reconciled ledger into the drawer of the counter and locked it. As for the silver, she was responsible for taking it away for safekeeping.

Late at night, the black wick in the oil lamp burns longer and longer, and the oil becomes shallower.

In the dim darkness, there seemed to be a slight creaking sound from the wooden stairs.

A mynah that does not return at night stays on the canopy of the big osmanthus tree in the center of the yard, preparing to spend the night temporarily.

However, the very weak sound coming into the ears caused it to tilt its head, and its yellowish-black pupils stared at the opposite side of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

(End of this chapter)