fishing cliff

There was a cold feeling behind Luo Xin, I don't know if it was because of the coldness of the wall or because of Jiang Rou's horrible guess, his breathing was somewhat rough: "No, Sister Yang must have other considerations... "

"She calls you sister and brother, you are really into the drama." Jiang Rou really felt funny, "Silly brother, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and it is unbearable to be passionate when they meet. What is Yang Jing?" Man, will she be kind to you for no reason? It's just you, a soft persimmon, who is easy to pinch."

"You who wander around without a candle in the middle of the night are the least reassuring!" Luo Xin said angrily, "She only dares to be active during the day."

"What the hell is she doing? We'll find out when we go down and take a look."

The wait was not too long, maybe five or six minutes, and Yang Jing closed the cellar entrance and went back to the building.Jiang Rou changed her mind, and whispered a few words in Luo Xin's ear. Luo Xin hesitated after hearing this, but finally agreed.

Luo Xin ran into the living room on the first floor and shouted at the back of Yang Jing who was standing in the kitchen: "Sister Yang, come with me!"

Yang Jing was taken aback by him, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Jiang Rou and I met Yan Zong on the way, and he said that depending on the weather, it might rain for the next few days, and it would be inconvenient to go out, and we should run out of food, so he asked me to come back and call you, everyone Stock up on some ingredients, just in case."

This excuse was given by Jiang Roujiao Luo Xin. Sure enough, Yang Jing couldn't refuse at once. One was Yan Zong's request, and the other was related to the overall situation. It was difficult for the other party to refuse, even if she was not dressed well.

"He also told us to carry the empty buckets, as much as we can hold."

"That's good." Yang Jing went to the corner of the kitchen and took out two empty tin buckets. After thinking about it, she put two knives into it.

Luo Xin led the people towards the shoal where seafood was often caught before. Along the way, he was afraid of Yang Jing's questioning, and also afraid that his encounter with Yan Zong would be revealed.

"Xiao Luo, are you okay?"

"Eh? I, I have a stomachache..." Luo Xin was worried, and his face was wrinkled, which seemed to be real.

"Okay, why does my stomach hurt?"

"Actually, I wanted to go to the toilet not long after I came out, but I didn't have the nerve to say it, lest you think I'm troublesome."

Yang Jing laughed, and took the initiative to take the bucket in Luo Xin's hand: "How can you bear the discomfort? You go back and solve it quickly, and I will wait for you at the same place."

"Well, well, Sister Yang, you are not walking fast in high heels, or you can walk slowly in this direction, and I will catch up in a while."

Yang Jing didn't think too much, and nodded readily: "It's okay, anyway, I can't get lost here."

The two separated, and Luo Xin ran back to the cellar. Jiang Rou had already opened the cover with water milling skills, and greeted the person, "So fast? Didn't I ask you to take the person away."

Luo Xin panted and perfunctory her: "Anywhere further you will reach the beach, I run fast." But he muttered in his heart: "Who knows if you will take the opportunity to go down and do something, I have to hurry back and watch."

With every step, the light decreases step by step, and when it reaches the ground, there is very little left.

Jiang Rou shook the things in her hand, and smiled triumphantly: "Fortunately, I made an extra trip and went back to get the candles. Let's start with Yao Wenbing." There was a sense of impatience in her tone.

Thinking of Yao Wenbing's death, Luo Xin couldn't help shivering: "Let's start with Lu Yu."

Bringing the candle closer, Luo Xin pushed open the sliding door of the freezer, lifted the white blanket and piled it aside, exposing the entire body.

For safety reasons, Jiang Rou didn't dare to flip it around, and poked around with a chopstick brought from the kitchen.Luo Xin frowned when he saw it, and said with some disgust: "Remember to throw away these chopsticks when you're done using them, so don't get them mixed into our tableware."

"I was just going to tell you." Jiang Rou raised the chopsticks and shook them slightly, "Eight people, sixteen chopsticks, and now there are only fifteen left."

Luo Wen's words changed: "How did this happen? Is there another one missing? Or..."

"I'm the one who cleans the kitchen every day. How could I lose it? The missing chopstick is the murder weapon. If you don't believe me, why don't we directly compare it with Fan Yichao's body."

"Could it be the wound on Fan Yichao's neck?" Luo Xin really didn't believe that Jiang Rou could say everything right. Holding his breath, he took the candle and walked around the freezer to the middle. its open.

The corpse came into view, and both of them exclaimed.A thick purple-red line runs through Fan Yichao's neck. The wound is not smooth. It was obviously cut forcibly. Now it is barely stuck together by the cold air of ice cubes.

Jiang Rou's hand holding the wooden chopsticks tightened almost invisible, and her voice was slightly cold and trembling: "Someone actually cut off Fan Yichao's head... What the hell is he trying to do!"

Speaking of this, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in the minds of the two of them, and they realized it almost at the same moment, and their eyes suddenly met: "Lu Yu!"

"Lu Yu has a heart problem. Could it be that the murderer used this method to frighten him into getting sick? But why did he choose Fan Yichao?"

Luo Xin thought about it roughly, and guessed: "Maybe it was chosen randomly, or maybe it was because Yao Wenbing's corpse was too disgusting."

"No." Jiang Rou categorically vetoed it, "For such a premeditated and planned crime, every move of the murderer must have been carefully thought through."

"But we just stand here and guess, and we can't decide who the murderer is!"

"Why not, Yang Jing is quite suspicious."

Luo Xin shook his head and argued with her: "It's not that I want to excuse her, then she may have come here because she wanted to find clues."

"You don't believe me anyway, okay, then I'll tell you more." Jiang Rou knew that Luo Xin was quite wary of her, so she didn't force her. "When Yao Wenbing's body was found, the chopsticks were still intact, but in the After Fan Yichao died, there was only one missing. That is to say, the chopsticks were the murder weapon used to kill the second deceased, which is very intriguing."

"If the person who killed Yao Wenbing had his own weapon, that means he didn't have to bother to get a chopstick to kill the second person. Thinking about it this way, could there be more than one murderer?"

Jiang Rou finally smiled knowingly, and praised: "Fortunately, you are not a rotten tree. I have a very bold idea. The person behind the scenes who cut off the head and scared Lu Yu to death is the same person who brutally killed Yao Wenbing."

"It's possible! Moreover, Yao Wenbing and Lu Yu have been old friends for many years. It makes sense that the prisoner has something to do with these two people. However, he chose to use Fan Yichao's head in his second operation.... Don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night when you do something bad, so it’s possible that Fan Yichao was killed by Lu Yu, who just happened to be spotted by the murderer, so he just came up with a trick?"

"It's about the same as I thought." Jiang Rou nodded frequently, "Unfortunately, what kind of festival is between these few people, I can't get the result just by imagination."

"After all, I still don't think it has much to do with Yang Jing... Can she have such a big relationship with Yao Fanlu and the three of them? Even at the expense of killing people?"

"Then do you doubt Yan Zong? Do you doubt your good friend Nie Heng?" Jiang Rou held back her breath and said, "After all, you just want to talk about me."

Embarrassed, Luo Xin covered the body with the quilt again, and urged, "Hurry up after reading it, Yang Jing will definitely become suspicious after waiting for a long time."

"We have already lied to her. In this environment, cheating is tantamount to completely tearing apart. Anyway, I don't care. If you are really worried, go back and find her first."

"No! That's the lie you taught me to tell. Now let me go back and face her alone. How can I explain it?"

Seeing that Luo Xin was anxious and bewildered, Jiang Rou smiled softly: "You are too... Forget it, I will help you again, leave Yang Jing alone, go directly to Yan Zong , pretending to be cheated by me, and put the matter of distracting her on me. Anyway, I am 'willful', and even if I don't explain you and Yang Jing, she can't do anything to me So. Besides, she's not me, but she's not me."

Luo Xin is most afraid that Yan Zong will find out that he and Jiang Rou are cheating together. If Yang Jing is not the murderer in the end, the days of bowing his head and not seeing him when he looks up will be very long. up.Immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, then I'll go first, you can see that it's almost done, but don't mess around."

Jiang Rou nodded to express her understanding, and waved her hands to make people go faster. After Luo Xin ran out of the cellar and saw no one, she opened one of the corpses again, carefully placed the candle on the edge of the freezer, and observed it seriously, resisting nausea.

I don't know if I watched it for 3 minutes, or 6 minutes, or longer, Jiang Rou suddenly felt that the light in front of me was bright and dark, and a very narrow, two or three meter long gray-black demon holding a sharp weapon was sticking to the cellar wall. Swish over like a gecko.

At this moment, the hairs all over Jiang Rou's body stood up suddenly, there was a buzzing in her ears, the muscles in her neck tightened again and again, and she took a big step to the right, before turning around in time, a single-sided thin knife came out of the corner of her eye It leaked out and plunged into the frozen corpse, making an indescribable puffing sound.