It is said that no matter how good a person's amount of wine is, in the three-cup inverted inn, drinking three cups will be drunk.

Although this is very similar to the situation that Wu Song encountered when he didn't drink three bowls, it is also unlikely that there were no people who drank no more than three bowls in their inn and got drunk.

Xu Sanbei is a slightly thin person, giving people a very shrewd look, after Hua Lang saw him, before he could speak, the man hurriedly saluted Hua Lang, and said a lot of words of admiration.

Hanarang just smiled indifferently at these words, and then began to ask about the deceased.

"What do you think about the deceased being found dead outside the city?"

Xu Sanbei sighed and said: "That grandson Hao is a guy in my inn, after doing a thing yesterday, Zi Hao, he is ready to go home, oh yes, his family lives in a place called Sunjia Village outside the city, there are several families there, but not many, Sun Zihao has an old mother at home, he has to go back to see his mother every other day, I know this situation, so I also allow him to go back every other day, but I didn't expect that he actually encountered an accident outside the city." ”

Xu Sanbei's words were full of sadness, but he was too good at acting, and his expression made people not see a little sadness.

After asking this question, Hwarang went on to ask other questions.

"How is this grandson Hao's conduct, has he offended anyone?"

Xu Sanbei shook his head: "This grandson Hao is filial, and he never causes trouble, and he is extremely diligent in working in my inn, I really can't think of anyone he will offend." ”

"Isn't there one?"

"Not one!"

Hua Lang doesn't believe that a person has no enemies in this life, and Xu Sanbei said no, which can only show that he doesn't know Sun Zihao very well, maybe there is, otherwise how could this Sun Zihao be killed?

"What friends does this grandson Hao have?" Hua Lang felt that if it was not easy to start from the enemy's side, then start from the friend's side, and it was not necessary that Sun Zihao's friends could know some.

This question is a little embarrassing, but in the end, Xu Sanbei still said a few names intermittently: Zhang Yi and Hu Qi.

Among them, Zhang Yi is Sun Zihao's old friend, he has played since he was a child, once he went to the Three Cups Inn to find Sun Zihao, so Xu Sanbei remembers, and this Hu Qi is another guy in the Three Cups Inn Restaurant, usually has a very good relationship with Sun Zihao, and he may know a little more about Sun Zihao's news.

After listening to Xu Sanbei's words, Hua Lang ordered someone to find Hu Qi, he was a slightly short man, not very good-looking, his eyes were slightly small, he liked to laugh very much, and when he laughed, his eyes became squinted.

He didn't have a sad expression, thinking that Xu Sanbei and saying that they were good friends was not very realistic, maybe the friendship between them would only be revealed in front of Xu Sanbei, after all, no boss would like his employees to fight with each other.

Glancing at Hu Qi, Hua Lang immediately asked, "You work with Sun Zihao, you should know something about him, what enemies does he have?" ”

At the mention of the enemy, Hu Qi's expression changed slightly, and then he shook his head again and again: "I don't think he has any enemies." ”

Hua Lang smiled indifferently: "So what friends does he have?" ”

"I don't know about this, I only know that in the past few days, Sun Zihao suddenly fell in love with a girl, and I persuaded him not to be delusional."

Things finally came to an end, and Hua Lang hurriedly asked, "Sun Zihao fell in love with a girl?" Who is that girl, and why did you persuade her not to be delusional? ”

Hu Qi snorted coldly and said: "That girl is Wang Wandie's daughter, Miss Wang, Miss Wang is beautiful, how many rich sons have proposed marriage, she didn't agree, that Sun Zihao is just an inn guy, he fell in love with Miss Wang, isn't it wishful thinking?" ”

In ancient times, many things were done in the right place, but Hua Lang didn't think that a poor person didn't have the right to pursue love, but it was useless to say these opinions, and Hua Lang couldn't say much, but continued to ask: "Does Miss Wang know that Sun Zihao likes her?" ”

"I should know, but I don't think Miss Wang cares, that grandson Hao only met once or twice when Miss Wang came to the Three Cups Inn to eat, Miss Wang may or may not have an impression of him, I'm not sure about this."

After hearing this, Hua Lang nodded, and then, he suddenly asked a question that startled Hu Qi.

"Have you ever hated Sun Zihao?"

Hu Qi was startled, and then shook his head again and again: "What do I hate him for?" ”

"Because the two of you are both innkeepers, you can be regarded as competitors."

Hu Qi frowned slightly, and then shook his head again and again: "No, no, how can I hate him, the two of us are half a catty, there is really nothing to hate, even if he dies, the boss will find another buddy, and my competitive relationship with him is really not to the point of murder." ”

There is some truth in this Hu Qi's words, if you kill people just because of a little contradiction at work, it is really indescribable, and it is such a small job as an innkeeper.

If this Hu Qi can't kill people, and they can't find anything from him, then they can only start from other places, maybe they can start from that Wang girl, and then Zhang Yi.

After thinking about it carefully, Hua Lang felt that it was better to see Zhang Yi first, after Hua Lang ordered to go down, about half an hour later, that Zhang Yi was brought by the officials, but when Hua Lang and they saw this Zhang Yi, they had a feeling of being deceived, because the Zhang Yi brought to them by the officials was the person they met next to the small house along the stream today.

The man said he hadn't found anything last night, but now it turned out that his relationship with the deceased was unusual.

Zhang Yi's face was very bad at this time, and he was a little puzzled, after he saw Hua Lang and the others, he immediately said: "Why did you arrest me, I have already said it, I don't know anything about the murder you said, even if the place where I live is relatively close to the murder scene, you can't just think that I am a murderer, right?" ”

After hearing Zhang Yi's words, Hua Lang frowned even deeper, and after a long time, he snorted coldly and said, "The deceased's name is Sun Zihao, and now you still say that the murder has nothing to do with you?" ”