Chapter 394: Drama Troupe
said that Xiao Yu'er and his party were taken to a room by a strange man. In that room, Xiao Yu'er met people she had met on the road before. This person is nicknamed the purple-haired uncle Ouyang Chun, the future Northern Hero of the Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness, where he and Xiao Yu'er said goodbye to An Lehou, he has never seen him again, what is the matter with the sudden coming to find himself today?
Ouyang Chun looked behind Xiao Yu'er, only to see two beauties, looking at him dumbfounded, and said, "I said Xiao Yu'er, why are you accompanied by beautiful women wherever you go?" "Sure enough, this guy doesn't have a special cold for women. Just a quick glance.
When Xiao Yu'er heard this, he was naturally happy, men like others to praise his women, I saw Xiao Yu'er holding Xiao Ling and Qiao'er with both hands, and said, "They are my friends." "But this hugging and rubbing oil is not something that just one person can do.
"Oops." The two women wrung hard around his waist. The little fish in pain was about to shed tears. Ma Xiaoling is like this, it is because Xiaoyuer has received a similar lesson, and Qiao'er is like this. It seems to have suffered greatly.
The strange man next to him smiled coldly and asked, "Is your friend reliable?" β
Ouyang Chun smiled: "Don't worry, just like you, it's absolutely reliable." β
Xiao Yu'er felt embarrassed, and quickly changed the topic and said, "Tell me, what are you looking for me for?" β
Ouyang Chun said: "That's the case, this is my friend, Zhihua." β
Xiao Yu'er heard the voice, and her facial expression was surprised: "Black Demon Fox Zhihua? He looked at Ouyang Chun and then at the black demon fox Zhihua, he really couldn't understand how these two could be good friends. A new good man values love and righteousness. How can a person who is deceitful, scheming, and unscrupulous be a good friend?
Xiao Yu'er asked, "By the way, didn't you call me to introduce me to a friend of mine?" β
Ouyang Chun smiled: "Not only that, a friend has died recently. So please help solve the case. β
"Oh, by the way," said Xiao Yu'er, "how many people do you have here?" β
He licked his lips and said, "Two cooks, two shopkeepers." Plus the shopkeeper and us. Rest assured, they are all reliable. β
Xiao Yu'er said: "I want to see the location of the crime first." "I wanted to open the room with the surname Luo, but the door was locked. Ouyang Chun took out a large key plate and pulled it one by one. He inserted a slender silver key into the keyhole. Push open the door. Walked in.
The little fish also went in. Zhihua followed, and at this time he drank while pouring his wine. The room is not big, about 20 square meters.
"I wish you didn't." Xiao Yu'er said, pointing to the cup in his hand, "These things will only make you fall." β
Ouyang Chun nodded and said, "Yes, Ah Hua, don't drink in the future." He and Zhihua have also been friends for many years, and they also have good intentions.
Xiao Yu'er looked at the corpse, he was sitting behind the table in front of him, with a dagger stuck in his back. Judging from the wound, it killed with a single knife. Leaning forward and slumping on the table, his face contorted in pain.
A porcelain cup lay on the floor at his left foot, the liquid spilling into the crack. Xiao Yu'er touched his neck to see if there was a pulse. Not at all, but the body was still warm and soft.
Qiao'er asked, "He's dead, isn't he?" β
"Yes." Xiao Yu'er looked up and asked, "What does he do?" β
Zhihua introduced: "He is a Henan opera actor. There is a troupe living here, ready to sing in the town. β
Hearing this, Xiao Yu'er looked at the corpse with a surprised expression, and then asked, "Who found it?" When? β
"It's the shopkeeper," Zhihua said, "and their head of the class was greeting the guests, but the deceased was late." He sent the shopkeeper to take a look. I found him and told me. β
"So you've checked it out?" Xiao Yu'er asked, his eyes wandering around.
Ouyang Chun said on the side, "No, I sue SΓΉ Zhihua to guard the door." β
Xiao Yu'er asked, "Who saw the deceased last time, and when was it?" β
Zhihua hesitated for a moment, and then said, "We ate early, and then he went back to his room, changed his clothes, and made preparations." About a quarter of an hour. β
"Okay," Xiao Yu'er said, nudging Ouyang Chun with her elbow, "we don't have much to do here." Go around. β
When Xiao Yu'er and his party walked towards the door, something suddenly sounded under the soles of his shoes. After the little fish looked down to see what it was, we went out. He told Ouyang Chun to lock the door again.
Ma Xiaoling approached Xiao Yu'er and asked, "Is he really dead?" β
"There is no doubt about it," Xiao Yu'er said.
Ouyang Chun asked, "What now?" β
Xiao Yu'er said: "Suppose the murderer is still in this house. β
"Maybe it's a woman," Qiao'er said with a smile, "It can't be too arbitrary, can it?" β
Xiao Yu'er stopped and rubbed her chin with her fingers, "Inform the yamen if necessary." β
"Inform the yamen?" Ouyang Chun asked, "Isn't it okay if you don't notify you?" β
Zhihua said: "Yes, the rivers and lakes are in trouble. β
"Understood." He agreed with a grin on his lips.
"Xianggong, what's next?" Qiao'er asked, her face flushing with excitement.
Xiao Yu'er smiled: "We round up all the suspects. β
Ouyang Chun asked, "So you want to gather all the people in the lobby?" β
"On the contrary," Xiao Yu'er said, "this person Xiao Luo must know, otherwise he would have turned his head when the murderer sneaked close." It is likely that this murderer was very jealous of him. In this way, all the guests can be excluded, including myself, Qiao'er, and Xiaoling. β
Qiao'er giggled. Zhihua's eyebrows furrowed, and he asked what I wanted him to do.
"Let me talk to the others, starting with the second shop." Xiao Yu'er looked at them solemnly, and added, "I'll talk to all of them alone." β
Xiao Yu'er walked down the aisle and knocked on the moderator's door first. After a while, the door opened inward, and the moderator appeared in front of him. He was about fifty years old, stocky, and had what appeared to be saliva on his chin. His fingers were pressed against his bushy beard. "Is there something wrong?" β
"You wouldn't mind if we went in, would you?" Xiao Yu'er walked past him and went in, Xiao Ling and Qiao'er followed closely behind. His room was a little smaller than Xiao Luo's. "It's a bit new, Xiao Luo (the deceased) can't perform tonight?"
As he spoke, Xiao Yu'er wanted to observe his reaction. But his thick eyebrows seemed to protrude to cover his eyes.
"What?" He said. "Don't sue me, he's drunk again."
"It should be said that he is...... He didn't feel well. Qiao'er smiled.
"Oh, bad luck." Said the moderator. He immediately walked over to the bronze mirror and sat down, "Okay, I can change this performance, I'll play it myself." He combed his hair with a comb and said, "Sue you, I've played this role before." But you have to sue him, and I will come for him one last time. He threw the comb on the table.
"You can sue him, too, though I'm not as handsome as he is." He removed his gray-white mustache and traced it on either side of his lips with an eyebrow pencil.
"Handsome and dashing?" Xiao Yu'er asked in surprise,
"Yes," the moderator turned, "he's ready to jump...... his lips smacked. "This makes his already swollen pockets even more bulging, and how acting skills are meaningless to this person, I already know this."
"Sounds like you still have a lot of bitter water to vomit," asked Xiao Yu'er, "so much so that you stabbed him in the back?" Xiao Yu'er stared at him with a blank mouth, but the moderator's expression did not change in the slightest.
"Don't think I didn't think of that." He said, turning to his mirror.
"Where did you go after the meal?" Xiao Yu'er asked.
"Get here and change into my costume." He said.
"You're alone?"
"Of course, isn't that right?"
Xiao Yu'er thought for a while and asked, "When was the last time you saw Xiaoluo?" βγ
"I can't remember," he said, waving his eyebrow pencil, "I guess it's at dinner." β
The little fish raised his head towards the door and told him that everyone was looking forward to his one-legged performance. After going out, Xiao Yu'er saw Ma Xiaoling.
Xiao Yu'er asked, "Then what do you think?" β
"I don't know," she said, "it sounds like he despises the man, and I think he has a reason to kill him." Qiao'er nodded.
"Let's go see the others." Xiao Yu'er said, moving towards the room. Xiao Yu'er knocked softly on the door and heard a soft voice say, "Come in." "I opened the door and saw a beautiful woman changing clothes and putting on makeup,"
She sat with her back to the little fish, carefully tracing the black line of her left eye. "What's the matter?" She asked, her gaze still on the bronze mirror.
"Hey, beautiful young lady," Xiao Yu'er said, "My name is Xiao Yu'er, and there is something wrong with Mr. Luo." β
"Oh, really?" She said her hand on her left eyeliner still doesn't stop. "Don't sue me that he found a fan and tired him enough."
"Powder?" I asked.
"Yes," she said, "he didn't know I knew about it, but this time, the only thing that surprised me was how shy he was, like him. He usually boasted triumphantly after each conquest of a woman. β
Xiao Yu'er asked tentatively: "Can I assume this: then you are not very annoyed." β
She looked at Xiao Yu'er, smiled and said, "Yes, why should I do that? β
Xiao Yu'er said tentatively: "So, I heard that you have a warm relationship with him?" β
She giggled, staring intently at the shadow in the bronze mirror.
"The only thing on Mr. Luo's schedule is to sleep with as many women as he can," she said, "and he's obsessed with the parts of women's skirts, your sisters, your daughters, your wives...... They are all the objects of his next possible hunt. β
Xiao Yu'er glanced at Qiao'er, who was standing there with wide-eyed eyes. Ma Xiaoling's face looked gloomy, and she snorted angrily as she walked out the door. (To be continued......)