On the second floor, a door creaked in the autumn wind, and the footsteps of Hua Lang matched it, setting off the entire inn as if it were a ghost inn.

Everything is so palpitating.

Hua Lang walked towards the door step by step, and then he saw the corpse in the house, it was Xiao Yuncai's corpse, Xiao Yuncai was handsome and extraordinary in the past, but at this time he was like an indescribable monster.

Xiao Yuncai's clothes have been stripped naked, and it is precisely because the clothes on his body have been stripped off that the wounds on his body are so shocking.

The horror is not horror, but it makes people a little unable to believe that it is real, because under the deceased, the totem representing the male is gone, and the place is full of blood, very scary blood, and the blood is shocking after seeing it.

The deceased's face was distorted, and it was clear how painful he was when the deceased was killed.

However, after Hua Lang carefully examined the corpse, he found that the fatal wound of the deceased was not the thing underneath being cut off, but a strangulation mark on the neck, which was very similar to the strangulation mark on Yeludie's neck, of course, this does not mean that the two of them were killed by the same murderer, after all, the strangulation of people with ropes or other things leaves almost no big difference.

The murderer cut off the things under him after strangling Xiao Yuncai, but what did the murderer do when he cut off those things, did he want Xiao Yuncai to try the taste of being humiliated?

Hua Lang carefully inspected Xiao Yuncai's room, there is nothing worth noting in the house, after all, this is an inn, all the configurations here are given by the inn, and the guests only need to come to eat and drink, of course, if you want to do the bliss of men and women, it is not impossible.

The deceased's beneath had been cut off, so it was difficult to know if he had done that kind of thing with people before he died, but from the fact that the deceased's clothes had been taken off and there were some marks on the bed, it was not difficult to surmise that the deceased was doing that kind of thing with people before he was killed.

In other words, the murderer is a woman, and when he figured out that the murderer was a woman, Hua Lang thought of what Xiao Yuncai said to him when he went to Xiao Mansion yesterday, he has a woman he likes, her family is also in business, her talent is very good, if she is born as a man, his reputation is no less than Xiao Yuncai.

At that time, Xiao Yuncai did not say anything about the woman, nor did he mention his name, but Hua Lang believed that it was not difficult to find that woman, but now Hua Lang was puzzled, was the person who killed Xiao Yuncai that woman?

The two of them must love each other very much, but since they love each other, why did they kill Xiao Yuncai, and cut off the things under Xiao Yuncai, does she want to keep it as a souvenir, but this sounds too incredible, could it be that the woman has a mental problem?

If she didn't have a mental problem, how could he do such a crazy thing?

After coming down from the second floor, Hanaro called the boss and the shopkeeper, and although they were still nervous and scared, they were at least able to answer Hanalang's questions.

"You know that Xiao Yun just came, but who did you make an appointment?"

The innkeeper and the shopkeeper glanced at each other, but the two couldn't tell why, because the literati and scholars in the inn were spelling words at that time, and they only cared about the elegant things, so they didn't notice whether Xiao Yuncai had made an appointment, and they didn't know what guests on the second floor had come down and left and gone up.

Anyway, in a word, they don't know anything about Xiao Yuncai.

This is a very helpless thing, but at this time, Hua Lang and Wen Meng had nothing to do, and at this time, Xiao Qingyun, the father of the deceased, hurriedly came with a sad and panicked expression, and after he came, he shouted: "My son......"

Xiao Qingyun exhaled like this, but he didn't know if it was because he was too old, or because he was stimulated by this kind of thing, he just rushed into the inn, and as soon as he shouted such a sentence, he suddenly fell to the ground and fainted.

Seeing Xiao Qingyun like this, Hua Lang couldn't help but worry, if he was allowed to see his son's body destroyed, would he be shocked and lose his mind, or would he just faint again, and then never wake up?

Xiao Qingyun, who was lying on the ground and fainted, was pale and terrible, which made Hua Lang faintly think of a face, and at this time, two officials had already hurriedly ran up, and they choked Xiao Qingyun's people and finally woke him up.

After Xiao Qingyun woke up, he immediately shouted that he wanted to go upstairs to see his son's body, Hua Lang stood there and looked at Xiao Qingyun, and said after a long time: "Boss Xiao, Ling Lang's body has been destroyed by the fierce light, so I suggest that you better not look at it." ”

However, in the face of Hua Lang's persuasion, Xiao Qingyun didn't take it seriously at all, his son died, how could he not even look at his son for the last time? Ignoring the obstruction of others, he kept crying and shouting, and climbed up to the second floor, and when he saw his son's body, he was suddenly stunned.

He didn't panic, he didn't scream, he was just stunned, as if at that moment, time had stopped, he looked at his son's corpse, he couldn't speak for a long time, Hua Lang stood aside and looked at him, and he was a little puzzled for a while, according to his understanding, this should not be the performance that a father should have, he has solved the case for so many years, and he has seen a lot of things about white-haired people sending black-haired people, like Xiao Qingyun can be regarded as a calm performance, he is indeed the first time to see it, according to his understanding, Xiao Qingyun should cry.

But Xiao Qingyun didn't cry, and at this time, Xiao Qingyun suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth, the scene was shocking, and it was only at this time that Hua Lang finally understood that if a person doesn't cry, it is because there is greater sadness, and this sadness is something that others will never experience.

After Xiao Qingyun spurted out a mouthful of blood, he fell, several officials carried him up, and Hua Lang, Wen Meng and others also followed one after another, and now this situation is indeed heart-wrenching.

The autumn wind outside the inn was a little more bleak, the autumn rain was also a little heavier, those who wanted to see the excitement had left one after another, the night was gradually darkening, Hua Lang looked at everything outside the door, couldn't help sighing, and then left with Wen Meng.