Otherworldly Merchant
Chapter 1263: The Real Homicide.
I pretended to soften my grief into the house, but secretly pulled a piece of sand out of my pocket and rubbed it on the door frame.
This little girl looks weak, but most likely she's the real killer!
Moreover, the shadow behind her is extremely powerful. Don't let it fall lightly. Otherwise, even if I can escape, Zhang Xiaoai, who has not repaired it, will be very vicious.
The furnishings in the house are dilapidated and pathetic, with only one small wooden bed, a small glass desk and a few chairs. The sun was completely blocked by the pear trees in the courtyard, making the house look like Hunan, extremely shady.
As Zhang Xiaoai said, Qin Mengmei's wall was full of photos.
The photograph shows a handsome sunshine, smiling man in a camouflage dress and a solemn salute to the five-star red flag. There are other photographs of life, like training on the playground, in dormitories, like courier delivery.
But either way, a man's face is filled with a good smile.
Every photo is spotless. It seems that Qin Meng Meng and his brother's feelings are really deep and deep.
I looked at the photo for a long time and sighed and asked: "Your brother… how did he die? ”
“Killed!” Qin Mengmei could not control his emotions for a long time. Tears rolled off like a broken pearl: “He was kind and courageous, but he stabbed a bunch of little hooligans to death with a knife, completely knifed 28 times! ”
After that, she cried out loud.
Zhang Xiaoai did not know whether it was out of a woman's nature or touched. She handcuffed her shoulder and held her in her arms.
Qin Mengmei did not resist. He lay down in Zhang Xiaoai's arms and cried loudly. His weak body trembled and looked particularly distracted.
But I have not forgotten the purpose of the trip, and I have not forgotten that this little girl is most likely a bloody executioner with both hands!
While she was lying in Zhang Xiaoaihuai's arms crying, I quickly pulled out the compass and measured it. However, it was discovered that although there was no light in the house, there was no shadow, but soon the compass pointer began to shake quickly, pointing far north.
Northbound?
Isn't that the way we came? Did we find the wrong killer? Isn't Qin Meng Meng the real killer?
At this point, I suddenly discovered that the duvet drum bag on the bed, like it was wrapped in something, revealed only a dark yellow corner of paper money.
It was normal for my brother to die of grievances and my sister to burn paper in memory, but why should I cover it with a duvet? What's the secret in this?
I took two steps forward and gave Zhang Xiaoai a look. She immediately understood, slightly flanked her side, and helped me block Qin Mengmei.
When I lifted the quilt, what was hidden inside came out.
A box of sandalwood, a bundle of yellow paper, a few apples and a roasted chicken are all sacrificial items.
But these days are not Qing Ming Festival, and it seems that Qin Meng Meng's life is not very spacious. How can he go to worship every day?
Let me take a closer look, in a pile of sacrifices, there is also a plastic bag with six mud dolls inside, all of them broken together, one with a different head!
“What are you doing?” At this moment, Qin Mengmeng finally sensed something. He flushed open Zhang Xiaoai's embrace and shouted at me.
“What am I doing? Look what you've done.” I grabbed the mud doll and drank it out loud: "Your brother's life is life, isn't it? Six big living people look like mud dolls to you? ”
“You... who are you?” Qin Meng mocked that I seemed to know the details of her, suddenly stunned, extremely stunned to step back.
“You don't care who I am!” I lifted the plastic bag up in front of her: “When you were a little girl, you used pussy to hurt people. Don't you know how many causes and consequences you have to suffer? ”
“Cause and effect?” Qin Meng Meng smiled coldly. Qingxiu's face twisted suddenly: “If there is a cause and effect, whoever killed my brother should go to jail and be shot! And now they're all alive because of the fucking Minors Protection Act. ”
At this point, the whole case finally came to an end.
Even if I just found a mud doll in bed, I still can't believe this weak, windy little girl in front of me would be a killer.
But obviously things are clear - Qin Mengmei is the murderer!
While I was asking her out loud, my other hand squeezed the intangible needle tightly, and if she suddenly launched an attack, I would get out of the way.
But at this time, I saw her sober, only full of resentment, constant crying, I don't know what to do.
“They deserve to die!” Qin Meng Meng Pear blossom brought rain, covering his face: “I killed people, but I also killed them for the people. ”
“Not only did they kill my brother, but they kept the law out of sight because of their age. How many bad things have they done this year? How many people? Who cares? ”
Qin Mengmei's two little hands were tight, and his sick little face looked more miserable, coughing unrestrained.
Zhang Xiaoai sighed helplessly and held her down in the chair.
“What the hell are you borrowing? Just tell me that you have now been emptied of your body, and you will surely die a month later.” I asked eagerly.
“I won't say it!” Qin Meng said stubbornly: “It helped me avenge the deep blood, I would never betray it. ”
“I killed people, you can arrest me if you want! Big deal. Send me to the shooting. Is that all right? ”
“Shoot him?” I took two steps forward, grinning: “Do you think it's over to shoot you? ”
“Do you know how fierce this cunt is? The magic it has accumulated for centuries has been completely inspired by blood. If it does not surrender, it will not kill only evil people in the future, but if it sees people. ”
“Well... then I can't say either!” Qin Mengmei still stubbornly bit his lip.
“If you don't tell me, I know where it is. It's in the pavilion, right?” I stared closely at Qin Mengmei's eyes and yelled.