Da Song Private Investigator

On the second floor, a door creaked and creaked in the autumn wind, and Hwarang's footsteps matched it, making the entire inn look like a ghost inn.

Everything is so palpitating.

Hualang walked towards the door step by step, and then he saw the corpse in the room, it was the corpse of Xiao Yuncai, Xiao Yuncai was handsome before, but now he looks like an indescribable monster.

The clothes on Xiao Yuncai's body had already been stripped off, and it was precisely because the clothes on his body were stripped off that the wounds on his body appeared to be so shocking.

Horror is not horror, but people can't believe it is true, because under the deceased, the totem representing the male has disappeared, and the place is full of blood, which is very scary blood. People are shocked after seeing it.

The dead man's face has been distorted, and it can be seen how painful the dead man was when he was killed.

However, after Hwarang inspected the body carefully, he found that the deadly wound was not the lower part being cut off, but a strangle mark on the neck, which was very similar to the strangle mark on Yeludie's neck. Of course, this does not mean that the same murderer killed the two of them. After all, strangling people with ropes or other things leaves almost no difference in the traces left.

The murderer cut off those things under Xiao Yuncai after strangling him to death, but what did the murderer do with those things, did he want Xiao Yuncai to experience being humiliated.

Hua Lang checked Xiao Yuncai's room carefully. There was nothing worth noting in the room. After all, this is an inn, and all the configurations here are provided by the inn. Guests only need to come to eat and drink. Of course, if It is not impossible to want to do the ultimate bliss of men and women.

The things under the deceased had been cut off, so it was difficult to know whether he had done that kind of thing with someone before he died, but the clothes of the deceased were all taken off, except for some traces on the bed. It was hard to speculate that before the deceased was killed, he was doing that kind of thing with someone.

That is to say, the murderer is a woman, and when he found out that the murderer was a woman, Hwarang thought of what Xiao Yun told him yesterday when he went to the Xiao Mansion. He has a woman he likes, and her family is also in business. Well, if she was born a man, his reputation would be no less than that of Xiao Yuncai.

At that time, Xiao Yuncai did not tell anything about that woman, nor did he mention his name, but Hua Lang believed that finding that woman was not difficult, but now Hua Lang is puzzled by the person who killed Xiao Yuncai. Is it 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? Could it be that she wanted to keep it as a souvenir? But this sounds too unbelievable, could it be that Women have mental problems.

If she had no mental problems, how could he do such a crazy thing.

After coming down from the second floor, Hwarang called Kezai's boss and the waiter. Although they were still nervous and scared, at least they were able to answer Hwarang's question.

"Xiao Yun just came, you know, but who is the date?"

The owner of the inn and the waiter looked at each other, but they couldn't tell the reason, because at that time the literati in the inn were spelling words, they were only looking at the elegant things, so they didn't notice whether Xiao Yun was right. I have an appointment, and they don't know any guests on the second floor have come down, left or gone up.

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

This is a very helpless thing, but at this time Hualang and Wen Meng have nothing to do, and at this moment, the father of the deceased, Xiao Qingyun, hurried over with a sad and panicked expression. After he arrived, everyone Call out: "My son..."

Xiao Qingyun yelled like this, but he didn't know if it was because of his age, or because he was stimulated by this kind of thing. He just rushed into the inn, and just yelled a word, and suddenly fell to the ground. Passed out.

Seeing Xiao Qingyun like this, Hwarang couldn't help but worry, if he saw his son's body being mutilated, would he lose his mind in shock, or just pass out again like this, and then never wake up again Come.

Xiao Qingyun, who was lying on the ground and passed out, had a terrible pale face, which reminded Hua Lang of a face. At this time, two government servants hurried up, and among those who pinched Xiao Qingyun, finally put him Woke up.

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

However, in the face of Hwarang's persuasion, Xiao Qingyun didn't take it seriously at all. His son died, how could he not even look at his own son for the last time? Regardless of other people's obstruction, he kept crying and yelling Then, he scrambled up to the second floor, but when he saw his son's body, he froze there suddenly.

He didn't panic, let alone scream, he just stood there in a daze, as if time stopped at that moment, he looked at his son's body, speechless for a long time, Hwarang stood aside and looked at him, momentarily He was also a little puzzled. According to his understanding, this should not be the behavior of a father. He has been solving crimes for so many years, and there have been many cases of white-haired people giving away black-haired people. Xiao Qingyun's behavior can be regarded as a calm expression. It was indeed the first time he had seen her. According to his understanding, Xiao Qingyun should be crying.

But Xiao Qingyun didn't cry, but at this moment, Xiao Qingyun suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, the scene was shocking, and it wasn't until this moment that Hualang finally understood that a People don't cry 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 down. Several government servants carried him up, and Hua Lang, Wen Meng and others followed him one after another. Now this situation is indeed heartbreaking .

The autumn wind outside the inn became more bleak, and the autumn rain became heavier. Those who wanted to watch the fun had already left one after another. The night was gradually darkening. Hua Lang looked at everything outside the door and couldn't help sighing. , and then they left with Wen Meng.