Chapter 182: Eating without knowing the taste

Nie Xiaoman smiled again, nodded and said, "Jingmo, your analytical ability has indeed improved very quickly. But since the inside line had thrown the stolen goods down from above, the rope was still hooked to the window railing, and the window was still open. Such a minion, if he were working in partnership with you, I think you would call him a 'stupid', right? ”

Jingmo was refuted by Xiao Man, feeling that it really didn't make sense, and he couldn't find anything to say for a while.

After thinking about it, Jing Mo said again: "Nie Xiaoman, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?" Doesn't this sentence contradict your own assumptions? ”

Nie Xiaoman smiled and followed Jing Mo's tone and asked, "Self-contradiction?" ”

Jing Mo responded: "Yes, according to what you said, doesn't it mean that there is no inside line in this case?" ”

Nie Xiaoman held his hair again, and then looked at Jing Mo and smiled. He was about to answer when there was a sudden soft tapping sound on the door. Nie Xiaoman immediately made a gesture to tell Jing Mo not to be silent, and then walked over softly, opened the door and walked out.

When Nie Xiaoman opened the door and walked out, Jing Mo was still puzzled and uneasy. Since he said at first that there was an inner line, and now he said that this inner line is too stupid, as if there is no one, it really teaches people to be inexplicable, is it possible that the inner line that Xiaoman said before is not a true opinion, just a hypothesis, the purpose is to deliberately make people unguarded?

Jing Mo speculated on Xiaoman's tone, as if this case was completely done by someone in the inn, and there was actually no outsider. The rope on the window was only a suspicion of the thief. If this is the case, the stolen goods may not have been taken away so far, so Xiao Man can see that this robbery is so easy, but will it really be that simple?

And why didn't Nie Xiaoman do it immediately? Aren't you worried that thieves will flee to the ends of the earth with stolen goods at any time? And who is the thief? Could it be that Nie Xiaoman already knew at this time? Will the frustration surnamed Wang, who blindly shirks it, also be a little suspicious? And is it okay to have a tea doctor Li Yousan who asked for leave?

The more Su Jingmo thought about it, the more he felt suspicious everywhere, and when everyone was suspicious, Nie Xiaoman had already returned. Jing Mo wanted to continue to ask him, but he saw Xiao Man's eyes turning leisurely, looking very excited.

Xiaoman asked Jingmo in a low voice and asked, "Your head really doesn't hurt?" ”

Su Jingmo's heart moved, and he immediately responded: "It's completely good." ”

"Good. It's much colder today. Add another piece of clothing, and come with me." ”

Jing Mo was overjoyed when he heard this, only to see Nie Xiaoman suddenly leaning into Jing Mo's ear and saying in an inaudible voice: "Take the stolen goods." ”

Jing Mo stared at Xiao Man in surprise, but Xiao Man's expression was by no means like a joke.

"Where's the stolen goods?"

"Don't ask, this case will be solved in a moment. But be light, don't disturb people. ”

Xiao Man hurriedly took off the clothes he was wearing before, opened the baggage, and changed into a gray squirrel fur with dark blue and plain silk. Jing Mo thought to himself, why did Xiaoman modify it? However, there was no time to ask questions. Xiao Man had already walked out of the room first, and Jing Mo followed him downstairs in the same way.

The two walked out of the inn and walked towards the east side of Zuowei Street. The weather was much colder than the previous night, and the bitter north wind was tingling on the face. After turning two corners, Nie Xiaoman stopped at the corner. Jingmo just followed silently all the way, not knowing what Xiao Man's destination was, Xiao Man suddenly pointed to a tea shop around the corner.

Xiaoman said: "This is Yuqing Teahouse. Let's go up for a morning tea. ”

The two of them went upstairs, because it was still early, and there were not many people except for a few old tea customers who drank morning tea. Some people are saying hello, others are eating buns. But looking at the relaxed and calm expressions of these Yangzhou old customers, you can know their sophistication in tea drinking qualifications. A table near the stairs happened to be empty, so Xiao Man sat down and soaked a pot before the rain. At the same time, Xiao Man's gaze slipped around, and he suddenly whispered to me with a grin.

"Jingmo, Minghui really helped me."

This sentence is too abrupt. What do you mean? Jing Mo was puzzled, and Jing Mo also asked in a low voice, "Nie Xiaoman, what do you mean?" ”

Nie Xiaoman shook his head, and said to Jing Mo in a low voice, "I'll go downstairs for something." You wait a minute. With that, he got up and walked down.

Jing Mo sat silently in a state of no choice, so he first ordered a few baskets of three dingbao and prepared to make snacks for himself and Xiaoman. Since the case with Xiaoman, I have experienced a lot of strange cases, but it is the first time that a case like this that seems simple but not very simple, and makes people feel headless and unpredictable. After touching about half a pillar of incense, Nie Xiaoman went back upstairs.

Jingmo asked, "What are you doing down here?"

Nie Xiaoman said: "I'll write a note~, ask someone to send it to the king's tent of the inn, and inform Jia Huizhou to come here to collect the stolen goods."

Jing Mo was shocked: "Come to this teahouse to get it?" ”

"Yes."

"The stolen goods are here?"

"yes. You haven't seen it yet? ”

Jing Mo looked at the Sanding bun in front of him, and said strangely: "Weird! How can I see? …… Where is it? ”

Nie Xiaoman suddenly raised his chin towards a table against the wall. Jing Mo pretended to turn his head inadvertently, and saw a person sitting with his back to him.

Jing Mo was taken aback, this person was wearing a dark troll, which was a little dark, but he was wearing a dirty gown outside, which was a little nondescript. Jing Mo took a closer look, and the trolling was very similar to the one that Li Kerong once wore on the river boat.

However, this person's face was ugly and black, and one eye was not very good, and he was nearly fifty years old, but Jing Mo had never seen this person.

Jing Mo asked in a low voice, "Is this Li Kerong's dragging?" ”

Nie Xiaoman didn't answer, but nodded.

Jingmo asked again: "Did he steal it?" Why do you wear it on your body? ”

Nie Xiaoman's eyes lit up, grabbed a bun and said, "This is a three-ding bun!" It smells so good! Then, Xiao Man immediately pressed a school index finger to his lips.

Jing Mo pondered that since this person was a thief, why didn't Nie Xiaoman try to take him down immediately? And how did he find out these people in this teahouse? Jing Mo was about to ask again, but Nie Xiaoman pulled Jing Mo's sleeve and made a silent gesture. Jing Mo's afterglow saw a person wearing a gray troll, a black gauze round hat, and a short shirt hurrying up the stairs.

That person is Li Kerong with a square face and a high forehead. He must have gotten the news from Nie Xiaoman and rushed to collect the stolen goods. Looking at his hurried appearance, a small fight scene, maybe it will be performed immediately. However, this conjecture was wrong, Li Kerong took a look, and walked towards the table against the wall, but it didn't look like he was going to fight. What was even more surprising to Jing Mo was that the person dressed in dark color also stood up to greet Li Kerong, these two people actually knew each other!

Jing Mo couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Are these two people colluding?" ”

Nie Xiaoman shook his head and said, "Don't talk, the show hasn't started yet!" Just wait and see. But after Nie Xiaoman finished speaking, he hurriedly walked downstairs.

Jing Mo sat alone, took two sips of tea listlessly, and grabbed another bun and munched on it. The so-called "three dings", that is, made of diced chicken, diced meat, bamboo shoots, three dings are also called three fresh, three fresh in one, relish, early morning stomach, not hungry at noon. But no matter how delicious it was, Jing Mo only felt that there was some saltiness in his mouth.

This is another example of "absent-mindedness, eating without knowing the taste".

While Su Jingmo was eating, he squinted his eyes to look at the table against the wall. When the two men sat down, they bowed their heads to each other and talked to each other. After a while, the tone of their conversation seemed to change somewhat, and there seemed to be some conflict of opinion between them. Then, the more they talked, the less speculative they became, and their voices gradually became louder, and the two had a rather quarrelsome fight.

That's weird too! What is this all about? The Gao Chun dialect spoken by the two was too vague, and Jing Mo was inconvenient to get close to listen carefully, so he had to bite the bun and stare dryly at the side!

After a while, the situation deteriorated even more. Jing Mo heard the sound of the stool moving, and the two people had already stood up, as if they were about to use force. At this critical juncture, Jing Mo saw Nie Xiaoman running upstairs quickly. There were two people behind him - one was Jia Huizhou, who wore otter skin collar and black trolling, and the other was Mr. Wang, a bald man surnamed Wang.

Nie Xiaoman walked all the way to Li Kerong, and Jing Mo also turned around and stood up and walked to Xiaoman's side. Only then did Li Kerong turn his head, the color on his face changed greatly, and suddenly his expression darkened again. He saw that the crowd happened to be around him, and he looked even more frightened and frightened.

Nie Xiaoman smiled and said, "Li Kerong, why did you and your friends get into trouble?" Could it be that you want to ask him for those silver tickets and silver bills from Brother Jia? Hahaha, I can tell you that he didn't swallow the money. Don't wronged him. ”

Jia Huizhou shouted angrily: "Ah, Kerong, your trolling is here!" And what about my money? ”

Jia Huizhou pushed Huai on the shoulder of the black-faced man, who did not react like a mud tire. The dead ash on Li Kerong's face also turned into white paper. His lips twitched slightly, and then he lowered his head and said nothing.

Nie Xiaoman replied on his behalf: "Brother Jia, do you want to return your money?" That can't be so easy. …… Hey, you've got the two of you, let's sit down and talk. …… Brother Jia, first of all, tell me what you are going to do after all when you bring such a large amount of money to this Yangzhou City? ”