Chapter 1604: Who is the real murderer (3)

Chapter 1604 Who is the real murderer (3)
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Murong Xue said that there is a reasonable and correct evidence. The hurricane wants to refute and refute it. After a long while, he said: "...maybe, he went there to set flowers..." A lot of people have settled, and it’s no surprise that it’s so cold and empty.
Murong Xue: "... can't you fix the flowers when he is normal?" But he has to decide after he disguise himself. Doesn't he know that every minute after he disguise himself is dangerous? The country on the banned country banned officials from entering the casino to gamble. After he disguised himself, the wider the area of ​​the activity, the greater the possibility of encountering the same country, and the greater the danger. If he was not careful, he would be seen by his colleagues. When he arrived, he couldn’t help but use the golden scorpion to get into the casino. When he got there, he would have a bad luck...
"Probably... He is just a moment..." I heard that the scented flowers of Shajiahuatian are very beautiful, so I decided to make up my mind and not pay attention to my dress and identity at that time...
The hurricane racked its brains to make excuses for coldness.
Murong Xue was laughed at by his words and slanted at him: "So, you are calming down and smelling the fragrant flowers on the body, because he went to Shajiahuatian to set flowers..."
The hurricane nodded and shook his head again: "No... the job is not very sure..."
Murong Xue: "..."
"However, there is a way to confirm the job, whether there is a cold flower in the Shajiahuatian set." The hurricane said low.
"What is the way?" Murong Xue did not report hope for the hurricane, and asked casually.
The hurricane answered very seriously: "Follow the flower grower and see which people he sent flowers to." The middle-aged man drove the carriage into the city, just to give flowers to the people who dyed the fragrant flowers, and watched him go. Who knows which people are dyed with fragrant flowers...
Murong Xue nodded: "This is a good way." Although not very clever, but very useful.
If the cold flower is set to dye the fragrant flower, then the flower farmer will naturally send it to him. If he is not sure, then the flower grower will not send it naturally...
"If you don't want to be late, let's go find the flower grower." Murong Xue was in shape, his slim body was like a light cloud, chasing in the direction of the disappearance of the middle-aged man...
The middle-aged man’s horse was full of a car and running on the road. It was very conspicuous. Murong Xue didn’t catch up for a long time. He was not close to him, watching him order the family who sent the dyed flowers. flower.
The middle-aged man has a good flower, and his attitude towards the person is also very good. His hands and feet are also very profitable. When he is less than an hour, he will finish the dyed flowers on the carriage, driving the empty carriage, and rushing back and forth. .
Murong Xue stood on the top of a two-story building. He saw the middle-aged man sitting on the carriage and counting the number of copper plates and silver that he had earned. He said: "This flower farmer did not give the cold flowers a scented flower." Whether it is the chilly residence, the casino where he is gambling now, or the carpenter shop where the golden carp was unshelled, the flower farmers did not send the fragrant flowers. It is obvious that the cold scent is absolutely absolutely no scented fragrant flowers...
The hurricane thought a little and did not give up: "Maybe... this flower farmer's car is not big enough. He didn't finish the dyed flowers that all people ordered."
"Haha... The dyed flowers that have been ordered have already been delivered... I don’t have to travel anymore today... well, I made a small profit, go buy some pastry, small wine, small dishes, and work hard for the whole family..." Middle-aged man laughs Hehe said, the bag with the copper plate and the broken silver is tied around the waist, driving the carriage, and heading for the direction of the pastry shop...
Hurricane: "..."
This face is really fast...
Murong Xue scorned him and glanced at him: "You admit it, cold and disguise, dressed up and ran to the Shajiahuatian outside the city, not for the flowers!"
The hurricane has no choice but to sigh, admit, admit... things are in front of him, can he not admit it? However: "Cold and disguised disguised and ran to the Shajiahuatian outside the city, not for the sake of fixing flowers, then what is he for?"
Murong Xue’s gaze is faint:
I’m afraid I’m going to ask for coldness.
Only cold-smelling knows that he disguised himself and went to Shajiahuatian outside the city to do what...
Hurricane: "...so?"
"So, let's... Hey, isn't that cold?" Murong Xue had a topic and was surprised.
The hurricane looked down at her gaze, and saw a long figure walking on the remote road not far away. The figure wore an ordinary moon-white robes, without any ornaments on the body, and a brocade-like ink with a blue ink. The color hair band was simply tied, and the forehead hangs down, covering most of the face, and suddenly I can't see who he is, but the hurricane that is impressed by the coldness is 100% known, the slender figure It’s undoubtedly cold, and it’s true that Cao Cao Cao Cao’s:
He’s disguised as a look, where is it going?

Murong Xue looked at it carefully and said: "Look at the direction of his departure... It seems to be going out of the city..."

Out of town?
The hurricane glanced:
Is it not going to the Shajiahuatian outside the city?

"Follow it, you will know." Murong Xue said leisurely, plunging into the cold and rushing past: The time is still early, they have time to investigate their deep doubts.
Not as Murong Xue expected, Lengbu turned left and right on the lonely road and turned four or five bends. He came to the gate of the city and covered the city. Then, the footsteps turned to a path. Go running.
Murong Xue, the hurricane followed him slowly, walked through a piece of farmland, crossed a house, and came to a flower field. There were all kinds of flowers in the flower field. It was beautiful, it was beautiful. Look at the most central piece, the flowers in the flower field are pink and white, one plant, fine and dense, very eye-catching.
The breeze blew, the white flowers swayed in the wind, not thick and not strong, not thin or not light, just the right flower lingering around the tip of the nose, let people like it...
Hurricane: "..."
It’s really coming to Shajiahuatian outside the city!
However, Lengbu did not go to Shajiahuatian to fix flowers, buy flowers, but went straight across the Shajiahuatian, followed a small road, and hurried forward...
After about a quarter of an hour, the cold squat stopped in front of a brick-and-red tiled courtyard, looking around at no one, and coldly raising his hand and ringing the door of the other house.
'Oh,', the door of the courtyard was opened, and a man wearing a green-green dress and a simple sly squatted out from behind the door and saw the cold, sloppy eyes. The bright light that blooms, the road full of joy: "The son..."
"Hey!" The cold-sucking index finger was placed on the lips and made a ban.
Xiaoxuan’s heart understands, hurriedly slammed his mouth, opened the door, and made a gesture of calmness to the cold: "The son is coming in!"
(End of this chapter)