The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

Dip, point, pick and wipe.

In a few simple strokes, on the blank booklet that was spread out, there was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and small eyes and a bookcase [Sifang Pingding towel] on his head.

Huang Bin picked up the pen and looked at it carefully, but frowned unsatisfactorily, turned the pen in his hand, habitually tore off the two bifurcated purple hairs, and vomited to the ground with a puck—to be precise. , It was vomiting on Qiuyu's head, which was stubborn.

This prostitute has been with Duan Qingsi for more than two years, and there is a little friendship between each other, but it is just a little friendship.

Usually, it's okay to cover up casually, but how can you withstand the coercive torture of Huang and Hong?

After three or five attempts, he began to confess.

According to her rhetoric, she didn't know why Duan Qing quit the job here, but it was certain that she would never offend a great person like the rumors.

This can be inferred from the complacency that Duan Qing secretly came to find Qiuyu Wencun more than ten days ago.

That day, the two of them stayed together until the evening, and Duan Qing dropped a piece of silver for an unprecedented time, but Qiuyu yelled at him.

The two were quarreling in the room, and someone outside called Duan Qing's name. Duan Qing panicked and dressed neatly, and pushed the door outside, but no trace of the man was seen.

At that time, Qing asked Qiuyu to stay in the house, preparing to leave by the back door alone.

However, Qiu Yu insisted on sending him out, and that was why he saw the middle-aged man wearing a square scarf in the back alley.

At that time, Qing Qing seemed to be very afraid of the man, but according to Qiuyu's understanding of him, he just forbeared it for good, not necessarily in awe of him.

On the contrary, someone in the car yelled, Duan Qing didn't even dare to say more nonsense, and quickly jumped into the car and started as a coachman.

Based on Qiuyu's confession and time period speculation, it is not difficult to conclude that the man in the square scarf was one of the accomplices who poisoned Lu Jijian and strangled Wang Erhu.

Most of the people in the car are the masters.

This discovery made Huang Bin even more annoyed. If it hadn't been for a mistake this morning and hacked the Qing to death, at least he would know what the real murderer looks like behind the scenes at this time.

Nowadays, he can only take the second place and verify the appearance and identity of the gangster first.

but……

This middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, small eyes and a rectangular face has no one hundred thousand but eighty thousand in the capital.

Even if those poor people who can't afford to wear silk satin are removed, there are still thousands of them.

Therefore, after Huang Bin drew the figure according to her description, he wanted to ask another question to see if the gangster had any other physical characteristics.

Who knows that when I was about to speak, I heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"Uncle, two uncles?"

Listening to the voice is the old bustard.

And besides her, there were two figures standing outside, looking at the tall and burly stature, I am afraid it is not a tortoise or a prostitute, but this Man Tingfang's nursing home.

Huang Bin winked at Hong Jiu hurriedly, then frowned and looked at Qiu Yu on the ground, and quietly took out the ingot from his sleeve.

If the old bustard sees this scene now, he will either show his identity or be afraid that he will only be able to stage a full martial arts.

Regardless of which one, it will inevitably make matters worse, this is not what Huang Bin wants to see.

For today's plan, the only way to stop this Qiuyu's mouth is to use silver to plug this Qiuyu's mouth, and then...

"It's okay."

Unexpectedly, Hong Jiu waved his hand at Huang Bin, motioning him to stay calm, and then went up and down the latch, and opened the door to the left and right.

"Uncle, the slave family will give you some snacks."

As soon as the door opened, I saw the fat old bustard, smiling all over his face, coming in with a plate of peach cake, first set the snack on the table, and then looked down at the Qiuyu.

It's strange to say that Qiuyu was in front of her and didn't mean to call for help. He just lifted her neck and called out "Mom".

"Gluck..."

Hearing this mother, the old bustard laughed and trembled again, and covered half of his mouth with the veil, "My dear daughter, you have to be a good child, and if there is anything improper, my mother can't spare you."

"okay."

Hong Jiu waved impatiently with a big hand: "This hasn't moved the flesh and won't hurt the bones and muscles. When will you see it?"

"This master is an expert at first sight!"

The old bustard smiled and picked Big Thumb, but then he said: "But I can't play the piano or dance for a day or two..."

"Knowing that you know what you are doing, you dare to come here with me!" Hong Jiu curled his lips disdainfully: "If you can go with the nursing home, what else could be the top brand? I'm afraid it's in addition to'Blowpipe'. ', no other musical instruments, right?"

With that, he made a gesture to Huang Bin, and Huang Bin immediately threw the silver into the old bustard's arms.

The old bustard was unguarded for a while, and his chest, which was lifted purely by his underwear, was smashed into the face.

But instead of being annoyed, she threw the silver into the ditch with a smile, and even reported a few ‘sin’, and regressed out of the room.

Huang Bin stepped forward and lowered the latch again, but looked back but was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that the girl in the building is treated like this, and the old bustard should have some reaction. How...

"Brother Xian thought that Man Tingfang was famous for what?"

Hong Jiu smiled, and fiddled with Qiuyu's slightly mediocre hind **** with his toes: "It's not surprising that there are things like blowing, playing and singing, but there is something to look at on it-as long as it doesn't hurt the bones, bones and flesh~ www.wuxiaspot.com~There are many more equipment available."

"Grandpa spare the slave and maid!"

When Qiuyu heard him mention the equipment inside, his body trembling unceasingly, said: "This kind of errands like Jingui have never been on the slaves' heads. Slaves...the slaves are afraid that they won't be able to serve the two uncles."

Huang Bin suddenly realized it at this time. No wonder Hong Jiu easily found a slippery rope. At that time, he thought it was prepared by Hong Jiu in advance, but now it seems that it was originally Man Tingfang's standard equipment.

Looking at Qiuyu's panic look, it is obvious that these are not included in the ordinary'room service'. There are usually other specially trained prostitutes who conduct this business.

However, for the sake of silver, it is naturally not a big deal to let an inferior prostitute make a temporary cameo.

Therefore, after the old bustard entered the door, he just looked down and did not act excessively.

Of course, if Hong Jiu didn't know the depth and tortured Qiu Yu wantonly, then the situation would be another matter.

"Virtuous brother."

Seeing that Huang Bin was still a little awkward, Hong Jiu reminded: "Serious things are important, first ask clearly what should be asked-if you want to try in the future, my brother will accompany you at any time."

Bah~

What do you mean by "Brother always be with you"?

It sounds like he is going to **** him!

Huang Bin was nauseous for a while, but he didn't have the time to entangle these things, so he hurriedly held up paper and pen and questioned Qiuyu carefully.

Speaking of it, Qiu Yu only had a face-to-face meeting with the man, and had not even taken a closer look.

Fortunately, she is greeted and sent every day, but she can barely be regarded as some "insight".

Therefore, under Huang Bin's constant urging, he quickly remembered that the person speaking in the car did not seem to have a Beijing accent. He sounded soft and soft, but looked like a southerner.

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