Da Song Private Investigator

Autumn is getting thicker, and it will be winter in a blink of an eye, and the winter in Chang'an is very cold.

Tian Hualang and the others had nothing to do this day, and wanted to take a stroll outside while the weather was still cold in late autumn.

There are many prefectures and counties outside Chang'an City, and Hwarang and the others don't have a specific purpose, so they walk around and play at will, sometimes they can stay in one place for a long time, and some just pass by with a glance.

In this way, at dusk, they came to a place called Fengyang Town in Chang'an City. The town was not very prosperous, but it seemed even more lonely under the bleak wind in the end of autumn. A few people entered Fengyang Town, and then found Went to an inn, ordered a few jugs of wine and food, chatted while eating, thinking about where to go to have fun after dinner.

This inn should be the largest inn in Fengyang Town, but at this time of year, the inn's business is not very good, there are only a few guests, and the innkeeper naturally doesn't like it when there are fewer guests, but for flowers But for Lang and others, they are happy, at least it is very quiet here, and no one will hinder them from eating.

However, things are not absolute, because when they were eating, a child's cry suddenly came from a corner of the inn, and the crying was so presumptuous that it shocked the entire inn.

The child's cry was very high-pitched, and it sounded harsh, but it was the cry of a child after all, so no one would feel the slightest bit of unhappiness because of it, or get angry at the woman in that corner.

Hwarang put down his chopsticks and glanced at the woman in the corner, he saw that the woman looked ordinary, slightly fat, with freckles on her face, and the baby in her arms was crying violently, she seemed a bit at a loss, coaxing and coaxing non-stop Yes, but the child was still crying.

There was only a pot of tea and a plate of side dishes on the woman's table, but judging from the woman's appearance, it seemed that she hadn't touched the food. I don't know if it was because the child was crying and couldn't move her hands, or she didn't have any appetite at all. Hwarang thought that she had no appetite because the woman kept looking at the door of the inn, as if she was waiting for someone.

In such an inn, a woman with a child in her arms, who would she wait for? The first thing Hwarang thought of was the woman's husband. After all, besides her husband, who else could a woman wait for outside?

The child's crying gradually became quieter, presumably because he had had enough crying and didn't want to cry anymore, but after the child stopped crying, the woman in the corner suddenly picked up the child and walked towards the door. Hwarang was a little surprised that her husband didn't come , why are you leaving now?

Maybe out of instinct, maybe out of curiosity, Hwarang turned his head and looked outside the door, only to see a woman's figure flash past on the empty street outside the door, and then there was no one else on the whole street , and the woman holding the child quickly disappeared on the street.

Hwarang looked at the empty street for a long time, until Wen Meng patted him, and then he was relieved, and at this time, Wen Meng asked: "What are you looking at?"

Hwarang picked up his chopsticks again, and said, "It's nothing, I just thought that woman just now was so strange."

"Strange, where is it strange?"

"She can't coax that child!"

"Children are hard to coax, so it's not surprising that she can't!"

Hwarang smiled, Wen Meng had never coaxed a child before, how did she know that the child was difficult to coax?But despite thinking this way, Hwarang didn't say anything, he just smiled lightly: "It stands to reason that mothers are very good at coaxing children."

This is a very ordinary sentence, but in Wen Meng's ears, she suddenly said in surprise: "You mean that the child does not belong to the woman just now?"

Hwarang didn't mean that, but after hearing Wen Meng's words, he suddenly felt that this might be the case, and the confusion in his heart slowly spread. Hwarang called the owner of the inn and asked: "Just now Do you know that woman sitting in the corner?"

The innkeeper stared at Hwarang with a pair of very small eyes, as if he didn't understand why Hwarang asked a woman holding a child, but he saw Hwarang's extraordinary temperament, so he didn't think it was easy to provoke, and Hwarang was him again. The guest in the inn smiled and said: "I don't know her, she doesn't seem to be from our Fengyang Town."

"Have you been here before?"

"Come here, but she may have relatives here." After the innkeeper said these words, he went to work, but Hwarang and the others didn't take this matter to heart, after all, it was just a matter How could they care about something so small that it couldn't be smaller?

After eating, Wen Meng said that he wanted to walk around Fengyang Town. Hwarang couldn't refuse this request, so he had to accompany her. When they passed a house, they suddenly heard the sound of children crying from inside the house. The sound was very high-pitched and harsh.

Hwarang and Wen Meng stopped suddenly, wondering if it was because they had listened to the crying for too long when they were eating at the inn, but after hearing the crying today, they suddenly felt uneasy.

Why do I hear crying one after another today?

The voices in the room kept coming, there were the cries of children, the singing of women, all kinds of voices were mixed together, which made people's ears unbearable. Wen Meng suggested to leave early, but Hua Lang But he felt that things were weird, because he felt that the crying of this child was very similar to that of the child he met in the inn today.

If Hwarang spoke out his thoughts, Wen Meng would definitely make fun of him, so he didn't say it, but found another reason, saying that he wanted to see why the child in it was crying.

There is a window in the house facing the street. Hwarang approached the window quietly, and then looked in. He saw a child in the house being hugged by a woman, walking back and forth, presumably coaxing the child. Still crying hard, after Hwarang saw the child through the window, he was shocked suddenly, and under this shock, there was a sound, and the people in the room seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly shouted: "Who is it?"

Hwarang ran down quickly, took Wen Meng's hand and ran forward, when the door creaked open and a woman came out, the whole street was empty, only the autumn wind blowing heartbroken.

The woman was a little puzzled, and after standing in front of the door for a long time, she shook her head: "Maybe I heard it wrong, this child is crying really hard."

After speaking, the woman turned back to the house again, but she didn't care about what happened just now. After returning to the house, she picked up the child, coaxed it non-stop, and finally even sang a lullaby.