Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 342

The girl thought she saw Mu Qingwan and Mo Zhuang looking towards her, and she looked a little embarrassed, and said, "Anyway, our boss Lin can't go up and sing today."

"Where did your boss Lin go?" Mu Qingwan asked coldly.

The servant girl's face flickered, and when she opened her mouth and wanted to say that she didn't know, Mo Zhuang tossed a small jade bottle with a smile in her hand, and then easily dropped it back into her hand, and said lightly: "It seems that if you don't want to say it, then you can't say it." It's time to put some serious stuff in so the tongue doesn't get tangled."

At this moment, the expressions of the two maidservants changed, and they hurriedly said: "No, someone came to look for Boss Lin just now, and Boss Lin followed him out, and then he was dragged into a carriage and taken away. "

Mu Qingwan frowned when she heard the words, Mo Zhuang asked in a deep voice: "Can you see where you are going?"

"No, I don't know." The two maids quickly shook their heads, looking at Mu Qingwan and Mo Zhuang warily, for fear that they would pour the contents of that little jade bottle into their mouths.

"Let's go." Mu Qingwan said, and walked out quickly.

Mo Zhuang followed behind and came out of Baoyue Hall. Mu Qingwan said in a low voice, "Hurry up and find out if those people who have been staring at Lin Mingsheng are still there."

"Yes." Mo Zhuang replied, and then quickly left.

Mu Qingwan searched around Baoyue Hall, but she didn't find any clues, nor did she find anyone suspicious.

She had a hunch that the person who took Lin Mingsheng away must be inseparable from the person behind the scenes, and counting the time, it was almost the same. Recently, the play sung by Lin Mingsheng in the entire capital has become very popular, and there are even many plays The team all imitated this play on stage. If what Leng Tian's wife said was true, then the other party would definitely take action.

"Ah... dead, dead." Suddenly a scream pierced the sky, Mu Qingwan suddenly turned her head to look, and saw that the entrance of Baoyue Hall was already in chaos. At this moment, they all scattered on the street as if they were dead.

Mu Qingwan walked over there quickly, and saw the little guy who explained to everyone at the door just now fell on the ground, with a bloody flower in the center of his eyebrows, his eyes widened, and he had died.

"Dead, dead..." The screams of those people continued, the whole scene was in chaos, and people ran away as if they had seen a ghost, so there was no way to find out who the murderer was.

Mu Qingwan walked to the side of the deceased, squatted down to check the wound of the deceased, only to find that the wound between the eyebrows of the deceased had penetrated the entire head from the center of the eyebrows before, and blood gushed out from the back of the forehead continuously. Soon, the place where the deceased lay was stained red.

She frowned, raised her head and looked at the crowded crowd, so she couldn't find any clues about the murderer, and looking at the condition of the deceased, the wound should not have been caused at close range, it seemed to be fired from a long distance The sharp weapon directly penetrated the head of the deceased, so the question is, what about this murder weapon?

Mu Qingwan searched the scene of the crime, but couldn't find anything that could be regarded as a murder weapon.

"Woooooo..." There was a whimpering sound from beside her, Mu Qing turned her head and saw a thin body curled up in the corner.

It's a little girl.

"Little girl, tell my sister what happened at that time?" Mu Qingwan walked over and knelt down beside the little girl, trying not to sound so cold in her voice.

"Wuwu, dead, dead..." The little girl seemed to be able to say only these few words, repeating them over and over again.

Mu Qingwan frowned, and was about to continue asking, when she suddenly saw a cold light flashing beside her from the corner of her eye, she subconsciously turned sideways suddenly, and only heard a ding, and a shiny silver needle was nailed to the wall beside her .

Mu Qingwan's face turned cold, and she looked towards the source of the hidden weapon, but there was also chaos there, and she couldn't see anything at all.

She picked up the little girl and hid in the corner, avoiding the hidden weapon that was shot, and looked at the silver needle nailed to the wall just now.

It should be said that it was not a silver needle at all, but an ice needle. At this moment, the ice had already started to melt, except for a puddle of water stains on the wall, and then an extremely thin needle hole.

No wonder she couldn't find the murder weapon at all just now. Such a murder weapon would disappear into the invisible while killing people, so how could she find it.

Such a clever killing technique, the opponent's internal strength must be extraordinary, otherwise, how could the water be frozen into such an extremely thin ice needle, which can even penetrate a human head.

"Miss!" Mo Zhuang's exclamation came, and Mu Qingwan walked out from the corner with the little girl in her arms. At this time, the people on the street had almost dispersed.

"Miss, are you okay?" Mo Zhuang's face was a bit worried.

Mu Qingwan shook her head: "I'm fine, you take good care of this little girl, don't let her have any accidents."

"Yes." Mo Zhuang replied, took the little girl from Mu Qingwan's arms and hugged her well, and saw Mu Qingwan looking around.

Mu Qingwan's eyes fell on the opposite teahouse, where there was an open window, and her eyes were facing her. She checked again, and that direction was also exactly a straight line to the position where the guy was standing just now. There is no shelter at all in between.

"Go to the teahouse." Mu Qingwan said in a deep voice, then walked quickly towards the opposite teahouse.

Mo Zhuang followed behind, and the two of them went to the tea house, Mu Qingwan walked to the window, where there was a cup of tea on the table, still steaming, but the person had disappeared.

Sure enough, the person sitting here just now must be the murderer, even if not, then this person must be inseparable from the murder just now.

"You two girls, what do you want?" The waiter came up and said affectionately.

Mu Qingwan looked at the tea on the table, and asked in a deep voice, "Where did the person sitting here go?"

The waiter in the shop looked at it, heyed, and then said in surprise: "It was still there just now, why is there no one there all of a sudden, he hasn't paid me for tea yet."

Mu Qingwan frowned, and was about to speak, when suddenly the wind rang in her ears, before she had time to react, she only heard a ding, looked up, and saw a gold leaf nailed to the wall opposite her line of sight.

The shop waiter was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed and ran over to take off the gold leaf, and said happily: "Just now I was worried that this young man wouldn't pay for the tea, but that's good, I've earned it now."

Mu Qingwan looked at the traces on the wall, her eyes turned cold, sure enough.

(End of this chapter)