"Where is that?" Zhou Fengchen asked curiously.

Wang Min shook his head, "I don't know, it's a completely unfounded sentence, but the three deceased people said the same thing before they died." ”

Zhou Fengchen pondered for a while, shook his head and asked, "Your colleagues, what do those experienced old criminal policemen say?"

Wang Min smiled bitterly and said: "They all suspect that this is a premeditated serial murder case, but ...... Who is the suspect and what is the motive for the crime, I don't have a clue at all, and I took this case, and I gave a half-month deadline, and now eight days have passed, and my pressure is very heavy, otherwise it would be impossible to come to you. ”

Zhou Fengchen couldn't cry or laugh, "I really don't understand these things, you should go to your cousin." ”

Wang Min said pitifully: "My cousin still has to go to school, don't you know how to spell?" Use that talisman to shake and shake and find the suspect! ”

Zhou Fengchen coughed: "What did I say just now?" Not to mention spells, I've been memorizing words lately, unlucky! And you're naïve to say that. ”

Wang Min thought for a moment, "That'...... You don't need spells, you can go with me tomorrow to investigate the case, okay? ”

Zhou Fengchen glared: "I'm not available!" I have to go to work tomorrow. ”

The proprietress said next to her at this time: "I will give you a vacation tomorrow, and the salary will be paid."

"Uh......" Zhou Fengchen was stunned for a moment and looked at the proprietress of the boss, "Who are you?" ”

The proprietress smiled and said: "It is the obligation of every fair person to help the police handle the case, and I support you."

Zhou Fengchen said seriously: "I'm sorry, my consciousness has not yet reached this height."

Wang Min smiled and said, "What is unconscious or not, it is so happily decided, sister eats."

"Uh-huh."

……

After the meal, Wang Min paid the money, made an appointment to meet him at the restaurant tomorrow, and left in a hurry, and the proprietress drove him back to the rental house.

On the way, Zhou Fengchen stared at the proprietress and said, "Boss, I've figured it out, I don't seem to have any charm, you ...... Is there anything you can ask me for help with? ”

The proprietress changed her face slightly, shook her head and smiled, "No."

"Really?" Zhou Fengchen was a little puzzled.

The proprietress drove by herself, "Really, what can I ask you for help with, hehe, I think too much." ”

When he arrived at the mouth of the alley of the rental house, Zhou Fengchen got out of the car, watched the proprietress leave, and walked into the alley for a while, always feeling that he had forgotten something, thought about it, patted his head, and was finished, Yuan Zhi had been hungry for a long time.

When I went back and bought a cold skin, a plate duck, and two fried chicken legs, when I arrived at the rental house, the monk Yuanzhi was lying on the bed, pinching the rice grains scattered on the table during lunch, pinching one and throwing it into his mouth, and then closing his eyes and savoring it.

Zhou Fengchen smiled dryly and said, "Monk boss, what are you...... Remembering the bittersweet thoughts, or the conscience discovers, knowing that the farmer's uncle has worked hard to farm? ”

Monk Yuanzhi glanced at him resentfully, "! It's 10:20 p.m., and I've only had one meal since morning, and I can see that I have to starve to death if I count on you to take care of it. ”

"Haha, it's not that serious." Zhou Fengchen smiled, opened the things he was eating, and while watching the Yuanzhi monk eat, he casually told Wang Min about today's matter.

Monk Yuanzhi said vaguely: "This person, you can't have some ability, otherwise the friends around you are too dependent, and you will come to the door for any bad things."

Zhou Fengchen scratched his head and said, "Then can you help with this matter?" How do I feel...... Things are a little quirky. ”

Monk Yuanzhi thought for a while, "Whatever you want, it shouldn't be a big deal, just go play, help the public with errands, and maybe you can transfer it." ”

"That's it!" Zhou Fengchen nodded.

The next morning, Zhou Fengchen bought a bunch of instant noodles and threw them in the rental house, kept the Yuanzhi monk to soak and eat by himself, and rushed to the small restaurant after finishing the matter, Wang Min was already waiting.

The two drove straight to the house of the first deceased, and Wang Min meant to talk to the deceased's family again.

When they arrived at the place, the deceased's wife and parents were waiting after receiving a call, Wang Min went straight to the point, asked about various things, Zhou Fengchen was idle, ran to the room where the deceased hanged for a while, and then went to look under the hanging fan.

He thinks that there is something strange about this matter, the three deceased all said the same sentence before they died, so there must be some kind of connection, but the strange thing is that Wang Min said that they don't know each other?

If someone murdered, what kind of enmity did this person have with the three singers? What method is used, and how high is the IQ?

After thinking for a while, he shook his head, feeling that he was really crazy, he didn't have a good life, and he came to investigate the case.

Out of the door, Wang Min kept asking the deceased's family, but there should be nothing to gain from looking at the expression, Zhou Fengchen listened to it for a while, and suddenly asked in his heart: "Who did the deceased often study singing with during his lifetime?"

The family of the deceased was stunned for a moment, and Wang Min was also a little confused.

The deceased's wife thought for a while and said, "Singing is my husband's job, and he studies with people almost every day, I can't tell."

Zhou Fengchen said: "Let's talk about a few important people."

The wife of the deceased said: "It was a few of his colleagues...... Belch! I remember, my husband once told me that there was an old madman in Old Terrier Town who sang better than him, this ...... Count? ”

"A madman can sing?" Zhou Fengchen asked curiously.

The deceased's wife shook her head, "I don't know, that's what my husband said, and later my husband went to the madman a few times and wanted to learn from him." ”

Wang Min was thrilled and asked, "Do you know the exact address of that madman?"

The deceased's wife thought for a while and said, "It seems to be at the gate of Fengqiu Hall in some old terrier town."

……

Coming out of the deceased's house, Wang Min was so excited that he said, "Master Zhou really has you, and he asked the key to the matter in one sentence."

Zhou Fengchen sneered and said, "Don't get excited, what if a madman can sing?"

Wang Min was deflated all of a sudden, "Then what do you say?" ”

Zhou Fengchen thought for a while and said: "The three dead people all said the same thing, there must be a connection, as long as this connection is found, you should be able to know why they committed suicide, now go to the other two dead people's homes and ask, do they know a madman in the old terrier town before they were alive, if they also know each other, it would be easy to do."

The two then drove to the homes of the other two deceased.

An hour later, Wang Min was completely excited, and sure enough! The three deceased all knew a singing madman in Old Terrier Town before their deaths.

"That might be the crux of the matter!" Wang Min acted resolutely, pulling Zhou Fengchen straight to Lao Terrier Town.

Old Terrier Town is a remote town, a hundred miles away from the city, because of the strange name, so it is easy to confirm.

The two set off in the afternoon, and when they arrived at the place, it was already dark, and it was raining lightly.

Wang Min parked the car, and the two searched for a long time in the town before finding Fengqiu Hall in a very remote corner.

Fengqiutang sounds high-end, but the façade looks dark, a bit like a grocery store selling dog skin plasters, candles, and needlework.

The two looked around outside the door, there was no old madman, entered the store, the pungent smell went straight to the nose, the owner of the store was an old man with gray hair, was pounding garlic, and saw the two come in, the eyes were not eyes, the nose was not the nose, and the expression was very annoyed.

Wang Min covered his nose and asked the shopkeeper about it, but he was dumbfounded, there has never been an old madman in the town who sings.