Hao Shoubei came over and whispered to Nie Xiaoman: "My lord, I'm afraid that the thief will run away if he gets the news." ”

Nie Xiaoman didn't answer, but asked, "What about Jing Kui?" ”

Hao Shoubei raised his right hand and pointed to the alley of the Runshen Fang, and replied, "He's still over there." I did see several people coming in and out of the alley, but I didn't hear Jing Kui cough, and none of those who came in and out looked alike. ”

Nie Xiaoman still didn't say anything, just let go of his footsteps and went into the main alley of Lotus Lane, while Jing Mo and Feng Zizhou followed closely behind.

The Hao guard and the catcher who reported the news also followed at the end.

When everyone walked into the alley, Jing Mo saw a man in a gray robe standing sneakily against the wall at the place where the shoemaker's stall was set up during the day. He was about forty years old, his hair was bald, and Jing Mo recognized this person as the person guarding the entrance of the alley.

Nie Xiaoman walked straight up to this person and asked, "Jing Kui, didn't he come back?" The streetkeeper, who was called Jing Kui, shook his head with wide eyes.

Nie Xiaoman said sharply: "This matter is very important! Have you seen it clearly? ”

The man uttered a rough and somewhat trembling voice, and replied, "My lord, there really isn't, I can swear to God, absolutely not." I didn't dare to be careless at all! Even my legs are standing hard~! ”

Nie Xiaoman nodded, said no more, turned back again, and continued to enter the alley. Jingmo also followed closely. And Feng Zizhou and Hao Shoubei were still standing at the mouth of the alley, talking to that Jingkui in a low voice.

Nie Xiaoman walked to the mouth of the fourth alley in the west and stopped, then turned to the left, and walked out more than ten zhang before stopping. Xiao Man turned around and made a gesture to Jing Mo, as if to tell Jing Mo not to follow up.

Then, Xiao Man entered through the hidden door. Jing Mo saw that the door number was thirty-two, and peeked inside through the crack in the open door, there was still an oil lamp lit inside, and there were many dilapidated things in the patio, piled up in a mess. The hall did not seem to be a hall either, with a wooden bed on one side and a half-dim oil lamp on a square table, which was obviously reluctant to put much oil. Nie Xiaoman was talking to a middle-aged woman in a low voice in front of the square table, and after a while, Nie Xiaoman turned around and retreated.

Xiao Man whispered to Jing Mo: "He really hasn't come back yet." ”

Jingmo asked, "Then why does Xie Lao Wu live in this house?" ”

Nie Xiaoman nodded and said, "I live in the back stove room." According to the second landlord, the surnamed Xie came back to sleep after drinking enough wine yesterday night, and did not go out to work the night before. He didn't come back today, probably going to the pig killing shop again. ”

Jing Mo asked again, "What?" What is the pig killing line? ”

Nie Xiaoman replied with a somewhat anxious tone: "Yizhiyuan Hongxing kills pigs." Let's go. ”

When the two of them retreated all the way out, when they reached the entrance of the second alley in the east, Nie Xiaoman suddenly stopped in surprise.

Jing Mo didn't know what the reason was, and he couldn't help but be stunned. But when I looked up at the mouth of the second alley to the east, there were two black shadows at the back door of the first house, and the black shadows were whispering very closely. Nie Xiaoman deliberately coughed loudly and continued to move forward. Sure enough, this coughing sound shocked a pair of wild mandarin ducks. A man in a long coat strode sharply into the depths of this second side alley.

The woman also pushed open the back door and turned around to go in, Jing Mo also saw from the dim light that the woman was short, wearing an eggplant purple round-necked narrow-sleeved dress, a light green long skirt and a big scarf around her waist, which was clearly the little maid Liu Qing of the Zhang family!

Jing Mo originally thought that it was someone related to the case, or some gangster, and he hid here in the middle of the night with the intention of committing murder! I didn't expect it to be the innocent and lively Liu Qing, who had such the courage to hide in this dark place in the middle of the night to have a tryst with a man!

Nie Xiaoman explained the results of the investigation to Feng Zizhou and Hao Shoubei, and then ordered Jing Kui, who was watching the street, and the catcher who reported the news to get into a four-wheeled carriage together. So the six people crowded a cart and hurried to the pig killing shop in a branch garden.

In the car, six men were huddled together on their knees, and everyone felt very uncomfortable, so everyone was silent. But Jing Mo's mind couldn't stop like his mouth, how could this murderer Xie Lao Wu, who appeared out of nowhere, be found out by Nie Xiaoman? And it hasn't appeared, will it get the wind and escape? Will you go to Yizhiyuan this time to make another move? Although the doubts in Jing Mo's mind did not come out of his mouth, after half a pillar of incense, he actually got a satisfactory answer.

The location of the Hongxing pig killing line is very remote, and there is no patrol in the vicinity. The six people in this group jumped out of the four-wheeled carriage, and couldn't help but let out a long breath, Nie Xiaoman first looked at the left and right of the pig killing shop, and then asked the person watching the street.

"Jing Kui, you accompany Hao Shoubei to take a look in first. If he's in there, you're going to beckon him out, you know? ”

Na Hao Shoubei waved his hand and motioned for Jing Kui to go ahead first. Then the two men walked one after the other, and entered through the two dilapidated doors.

The pig slaughterer was a row of five-bay bungalows, and the architecture of the houses was not only rudimentary, but also dilapidated. There were a few rudimentary windows on the walls, and a few of the wooden flutes were rotten and slatted with them nailed inside. From these windows came the sound of laughter, sharpening knives, and humming, and a foul stench mixed with the smell of blood irritating the nostrils.

It turns out that this pig killing line is really a place to kill pigs, because every morning market opens, there are restaurants, restaurants and large families come to buy pork, so this pig killing business is generally completed at night.

Jing Mo saw that although Feng Zizhou didn't say anything, he hurriedly took out a snuff bottle and smoked it, and it was clear that he had the same feeling as Jing Mo.

After a while, Hao Shoubei followed Jing Kui and withdrew.

Jing Kui was the first to speak: "He's not in there. ”

Nie Xiaoman bit his lip, showing a kind of chagrin and anxious disappointment.

Hao Shoubei said: "I asked a fellow, and it is said that he did not come to work the day before yesterday or yesterday. I guess he must have run away! ”

Nie Xiaoman suddenly crossed his hands on his chest, lowered his head and did not answer.

Feng Zizhou sniffed a few times before saying, "I think he probably won't be able to run far." Master Nie, what are you going to ......?"

At this moment, he suddenly heard Na Jingkui raise his voice and roar.

"Old Five! …… Old Five! ……”

All ten eyes turned their heads to look at the street. I saw a man in a short black coat, staggering behind the four-wheeled carriage in which the six had just ridden. Nie Xiaoman never hesitated, first let go of his steps and stepped forward. The rest of the group also followed behind like a backup team.

Nie Xiaoman asked casually, "Old Five, how much did you win today?" ”

The man suddenly let out two "Phew!" Bah! So he leaned against the carriage of the carriage, as if he could not stand and was about to fall. Jing Mo saw that this person was tall, with a black face full of flesh, and his appearance was very vicious and terrifying.

At this time, Feng Zizhou also led Jing Kui to the four-wheeled carriage. The fifth old man opened his eyes and seemed to have recognized Jing Kui.

He muttered uncleanly, "Jing Kui, what are you kid doing?" ...... You...... Are you here to touch Lao Tzu's moldy head? ”

That Jingkui: "Hmm... Hmm" snorted twice, as if his throat was blocked by phlegm, and he couldn't spit it out.