I Just Want To Farm

After a short while, the two appeared in the small box on the second floor of the teahouse next door, and Qin Yu and Jiang Muchen were already inside.

Jiang Muchen felt that he was under Qin Yu and Yuyan, and Li Jian was older than him and an official of one party, so he stood up and poured tea to serve him.

Li Jian couldn't wait and asked Qin Yu.

"I really don't know the specific identity, but I can guess this way - the murderer is a master who has the habit of cooking and hides the strength of a master. He has lived in Yunxiang City all year round and is very familiar with Xiaoxiang Inn."

Chef habits?

Li Jian was surprised: "Is it because of meat-cutting knives and cured meat? That makes sense..."

"Not only that, but the kitchen is still very clean because of such things, right?"

The three of them were taken aback.

The news of Wang Ling's death broke out early in the morning. At that time, everyone was terrified. According to the owner of Xiaoxiang Inn, no one was working in the kitchen at that time, and they didn't even have time to make breakfast.

So the kitchen was left untouched.

Yu Yanzhi nodded and said in thought: "I also felt a little weird when I went in, it was too clean."

That's because it was cleaned.

"The deceased's room was so filthy, but the kitchen was well tidied up, not even a drop of blood was left. If the former was the murderer's intentional creation of a terrifying scene, then there is no need to clean up the kitchen. Anyway, bacon must be cleaned up." Wasn’t it the one who was discovered? Since we’re going to be discovered, wouldn’t it be a little bit scary together? It must be clean... it just shows that the other party has obsessive-compulsive disorder about the kitchen tidiness—out of a professional habit.”

This makes sense.

"Chef? Master-level strength?" Li Jian was thoughtful, as if he had someone to suspect.

Li Jian was eager to try and investigate, but was stopped by Qin Yu.

"Master Li, why do you think I avoided others and called you here?"

"Eh... isn't it to avoid Hu Yuanchuan?"

Hu Yuanchuan didn't deal with her, he could see it.

Qin Yu pouted, noncommittal, "I never shy away from idiots."

Jiang Muchen, who has been defeated many times by idiots: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that I was still so weak.

"that is because?"

"Because the murderer will strike again soon, if you don't want him to kill one after another and stir up the martial arts world before the martial arts conference, you'd better catch him early..."

Li Jian's expression changed.

Will that person kill again? soon?

"Mr. Yu, do you mean... to catch a turtle in a jar?"

Qin Yu smiled, turned the teacup, and said flatly: "Whether the person behind it is intentional or not, I don't like to take the blame anyway."

If that dog dares to take the blame, she dares to take the blame!

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The tragedy at the Xiaoxiang Inn really made the entire Yunxiang City terrified. In just one day, the hearts of the people were uproarious, and the martial arts disciples were also very restless, but there were still a lot of people entering the city. After all, for the martial arts people, such a tragedy added a lot to the city. The excitement of adventure. ． ．

About two or three days away on the official road outside the city, there is a well-equipped motorcade with strong personnel walking slowly.

This convoy is very tall, with a lot of masters and servants. It is a typical guard of honor for the powerful.

Flying pigeons delivered the letter, opened the letterhead, checked it, and then rode to the side of the luxurious carriage.

"Ma'am, something happened in Yunxiang City."

The curtain was opened, and as the first servant with her, this woman also had a beautiful face and a good temperament. After reaching out to take the letter paper, she handed it to the alluring beauty lying lazily in the soft collapse opposite.

"You read it to me, don't bother to read."

The woman nodded her head, read out the content of the letter in a cadence and softness, her brows gradually furrowed.

"Oh, cut the meat and pickled it? What a serious thought." Shangwen Yazhi put her palm against her delicate and charming cheek, with a calm expression on her face.

The woman frowned, "I'm afraid that someone is causing trouble, this is just a sign, for safety reasons, madam should go directly to Qinghuang Mountain?"

"Forget it, that hypocrite Qin Lin in Qinghuang Mountain can't even eat, so why not go to Yunxiang... to make troubles, it also means excitement."

Why did the other party come up with such a cruel and terrifying case? The timing was so coincidental, and the person who died was one of the disciples of the eight sects. After all, it was not a coincidence.

Shangwen Yazhi brushed the long eyelashes at the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Since there is excitement, there will always be some characters who will show up."

"I need to invest upfront."

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At night, the Xiaoxiang Inn is still guarded by soldiers and guards. The number of people who liked to go out for supper last night has dropped a lot tonight. Anyway, ordinary people dare not go out, and only some Wulin people who are as bold as cattle are still there Loitering outside.

This night, it seemed to be both quiet and noisy.

Seven or eight streets away from the Xiaoxiang Inn, there was a restaurant where the three disciples of Bailongshan were drinking. The old enemy Tianhuazong was dead, but their expressions were not good.

Because usually there are winners and losers in a fight, it's about face and fame, but once someone dies, it's a scapegoat.

Maybe my own sect is not afraid of Tianhua Sect, but they are both righteous. If they really get involved with them, this black and ash can't be removed, and the sect can only be punished.

Probably not miserable and not dead, but it will seriously affect their future prospects.

This is bad.

"Damn it, then Wang Ling died as soon as she died, and she also implicated us!"

"Don't let me know who did it!"

Two people were cursing, but the third person frowned, "It doesn't matter who did it, it couldn't be us anyway."

After a pause, he lowered his voice, "Actually, that young man Yu is the most likely murderer, isn't he?"

The other two came to their senses, "That's right, she was an evil person in the first place, and we are disciples of the famous sect, so it's impossible to say that we killed her..."

The three of them deliberately pinned the blame on Qin Yu, so they spent some money during the day to create public opinion.

But apparently not enough.

"After all, that guy is working under Lin Xiang's hand. The City Lord's Mansion will never dare to offend her. It is impossible to take her down..."

The three looked at each other.

Then we can only wait for the people from Tianhuazong to come, but before that, they'd better do something to make the lid of the pot tighter, so as to save Tianhuazong from making trouble for the three of them.

The three of them discussed the general strategy, and then got up and went back to the inn when they were drunk.

This inn is not as famous as the Xiaoxiang Inn or the No. 1 Inn. After all, they are not like Qin Yu, a ruthless prodigal like Qin Yu, nor are they rich like Lin Sang and Jiang Muchen.

The three of them returned to the inn while talking sparsely, and after washing, they lay down on the bed and went to sleep. ． ．

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Zhao He was lying on the bed, probably thinking about Qin Yu all the time during the day and night, and his brain power was exhausted, so he fell into a deep sleep soon, and the time passed by every minute. He slept very deeply, as if he drank at night Alcohol kicked in all of a sudden.

It was so heavy that no one came out from under the bed without noticing. ． ． ．

On the other side, in a room more than 20 meters away from the inn on the same street, the owner of the house was still awake, crouching in the corner and touching the warm gold in his arms, but he didn't dare to say anything, and only looked at the front of him from time to time. three people.

Two men and one woman.