Tang Ye looked at the two men and said with a heavy face: "we are the people of the city Lord's house. We came to investigate the murder of your daughter by the order of the Lord. This is our identification... "

With that, Tang Ye took out a silver lingjue equivalent to 1000 yuan from his arms.

When they saw the silver lingjue, the couple looked at each other, and the expression on their faces instantly became awe stricken. They did not dare to pick up the coin.

"Take it. This is the consolation money given to you by general Tang Ye, but please make it clear that this is not a benefit to you from the death of your daughter. If there is any bad atmosphere from you, general Tang Ye will not only confiscate your property, but also put you in prison! Do you understand me? "

Tang Ye warned seriously.

Hearing this, the parents, who were happy to get so much money after their daughter died, immediately bowed their heads in shame and repeatedly said yes.

"All right." Tang Ye also did not see, directly from the side of a small bench to sit down, said, "next tell me your daughter found missing time and some of the people recently contacted."

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After visiting the families of all the victims, Tang Ye walked on the street with a slightly dignified expression.

Yang Ke, who was beside him, said directly with emotion: "when I was a child, I practiced on the mountain, and later I met my Lord, and I had a good life. Now I know that the life I lived in the worst time was probably the life that these people would not be able to live in their whole life... "

Tang Ye was silent and did not respond to anything because of his depressed mood. But he also knew that although he had seen all kinds of slum life before, it was the first time for him to understand and deepen like today.

Looking at the slightly gloomy sky, he always felt that the weather was setting off his mood.

He didn't think too much about it. He still had something to do, that is, in talking with the families of the victims, he found that one person appeared among the people they were talking about.

That's an old man who lives in ordinary street.

It was a man who moved in after the battle. When they saw the man, Tang Ye frowned slightly.

Because this is an old man who has no hands, and the old man is using his mouth with a wooden stick shaped instrument to stir and turn the rice with stale flavor in the dustpan, as if to remove the taste of rice.

Tang Ye looked at a lot of small black insects crawling out of the rice, and her eyebrows suddenly slightly wrinkled.

The rice with rice weevil is not inedible, but the old man does not have hands, which makes it difficult for Tang Ye to imagine how the other party is washing rice and how to remove the black insects in the rice.

It is very likely that rice and insects are put together for cooking

Thinking of this possibility, Tang Ye couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The two of them stood beside the old man for a long time. The other side didn't respond. It seemed that they were doing things very seriously. Until Yang Ke patted each other on the shoulder, the old man suddenly raised his head. Tang Ye was surprised to see that the old man's right eye was like a chrysanthemum. Obviously, he had been injured. At the moment, his eyes were no longer there.

Looking at this scene, Tang Ye feels more and more that the old man in front of him can not be the so-called murderer.

"You Do you two have anything to do with me The old man looked at the two people in front of him in a confused voice.

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