There was a sigh of relief in the audience.
"Miss Chen's skin is indeed white and tender if she is not afraid of murder."
Shen Yinqiu then thought again, what would the murderer do to skin him?
The storyteller sighed again before continuing: "It seems that seven days have passed since the last victim, and today is the eighth day.
If you have beautiful daughters at home, please protect them carefully.
Most of the murderers are women who are traveling abroad.
Start."
There were boos and boos below, "Now that the old guy has finished speaking, shouldn't he give us some other clues?"
Storyteller: "Oh, I'm a bad old man and I'm not from the yamen.
Where did I get so many clues?
I only analyzed the news that everyone knows to give everyone a warning.
Don't think that this capital is too safe."
The guest said: "We have to thank you, this old man, for your kindness.
Let me tell you, everyone here doesn't have to worry about this.
There are a few of us here who have raised their daughters until they are white and tender.
My baby is gray and gray."
It’s not as good as those raised by wealthy families.”
"That's right, I haven't given birth to a girl yet."
"Haha, I don't know when I will get married even if I am single."
The guests in the audience quickly started laughing together, and no one took it seriously.
Shen Yinqiu shook his head helplessly when he heard this, turned around and asked Qian Guang, "Why have I never heard of this?
Is it true?"
Qian Guang was also helpless: "Master, we are in the palace all day, how do we know?"
Shen Yinqiu knew that he had asked a stupid question, and his attention quickly returned to the downstairs.
The storyteller said: "This is wrong.
How do we know that the murderer only kills women?
Just because he is killing women now does not mean that the target has always been a woman.
If you think about it carefully, which one of those rich girls who can expose their whereabouts can go out without a group of people?
This is enough to show that they have been attacked repeatedly.
This murderer has a careful mind.
He has been lurking for a long time and has figured out the whereabouts of his target before committing the crime.
He who does such things as scalping is not vicious, mentally distorted, not violent, not petty, and will seek revenge.
Maybe whoever is here is already the target of the other party.
It’s not necessarily the eighth day after all.”
There was a commotion among the guests, and the teahouse manager hurriedly stepped forward to calm him down.
Shen Yinqiu had already rolled up the black gauze to reveal his profile because he wanted to take a closer look.
The storyteller had already left, and many of the guests had dispersed.
Shen Yinqiu was still looking at the situation downstairs when a knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door.
The knock on the door was a bit abrupt.
Shen Yinqiu turned around and saw a vague figure standing outside the door.
She looked at Qianguang in confusion, and Qianguang understood and went to ask who it was.
I don't know if it was due to the influence of the storyteller just now, Qianguang's face was still a little pale, Shen Yinqiu couldn't bear it, and just when he was about to call her to stop, Qingye had already stepped ahead of Qianguang.
Qian Guang was stunned, glanced at Qingye's back with some gratitude, and then retreated to his master's side.
Qingye asked coldly: "Who."
It was a haunting voice, "Hey, sister-in-law, please open the door.
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Brother-in-law, please take me in."
Shen Yinqiu was extremely annoyed.
Qingye turned around to look at Shen Yinqiu's face, and then stood at the door with no intention of opening the door.
Qian Guang whispered: "Master, this second young master is so insulting.
A lonely widow wants to come in and share a private room with the master.
She has ruined the master's reputation."
Shen Yinqiu stood up, patted his cheek and asked Qian Guang: "What is my expression now?"
Qianguang is serious: "very serious, very unhappy, very cold" Shen Yinqiu hummed and walked to the door.
An afterimage of Qingye's arm flashed in front of her eyes, and the door opened almost in the blink of an eye.
Standing outside the door was a smiling and cheerful Wan Qisheng.
"Sister-in-law, it's getting late, let's go back home early."
Shen Yinqiu raised her eyes to look at him, showing no indifference at all, "Don't make it sound like I'm going out with the second young master.
It will make you misunderstand.
You go your way, and I'll go mine."
Wan Qisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, finally smiled and turned around and left, if the sleeves had not been flung so hard.
Behind him was a boy who was very brave and turned around to secretly give Shen Yinqiu a knife.
Shen Yinqiu was a little surprised by his mysterious smile and then turned around and left, but this did not affect her mood.
The point was that Wan Qisheng's servant was so courageous.
There were many people walking in the corridor.
Perhaps because the storyteller left, guests were leaving the private rooms one after another.
The corridor was in the shape of a zigzag, and a person came around the corner.
Shen Yinqiu heard the footsteps and looked up at him.
The ordinary young man's face was a little sickly pale.
She put down her veil and turned to go downstairs.
Qianguang Aoba just I glanced at him without paying attention.
He missed the playful smile on the young man's face.
It was just too late to come out of the teahouse at this time.
Unexpectedly, Wan Qisheng was still sitting lazily downstairs.
When he saw her coming downstairs, he glanced lightly and looked away.
Shen Yinqiu felt funny in her heart.
For some reason, she suddenly felt that Wan Qisheng was childish and childish.
Qian Guang looked at the crowded streets and asked a very practical question: "Master, where should we go next?"
Shen Yinqiu was also a little hesitant about where to go.
It was still early and naturally she didn't want to go back home so soon.
She decided to wander around.
As soon as she raised her feet to leave, two laughing and playing children rushed toward Shen Yinqiu from the side, chasing each other.
The running one used Shen Yinqiu as an obstacle to hide behind her, and then followed the chasing children.
I dodged left and right, and shouted happily that you can't catch me.
Qian Guang was not immune, he took off his clothes and hid behind him.
Before Aoba could say "go away", they had already run away.
Qian Guang glared at the two children who were gradually running away, while Shen Yinqiu looked down at the two black claws on her floral-colored clothes, and then looked at the black cloak on her own body, feeling a little lucky for no reason.
"Okay, okay, children are very noisy, let's go and buy something to eat to calm the shock."
Shen Yinqiu comforted Qian Guang in a good mood.
Qian Guang didn't dare to be coquettish and immediately calmed down.
The master wasn't even angry, so what could she have to be angry about.
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Shen Yinqiu walked down the street, looking at the products of the stalls as he walked, and then they walked to the food stall unknowingly.
Compared with the sweet and greasy food, this stall sold food, and the top floor was full of food.
It's sprinkled with a layer of blood-red chili powder, and I don't know what's added to make it fragrant and make people's body fluids flood.
Shen Yinqiu looked at Qianguang and then at Qingye, "Would you like to eat?"
Qian Guang swallowed: "What if it's not clean?"
Shen Yinqiu rolled his eyes, "Look at them all buying and eating.
Someone would have had a stomachache if it wasn't clean."
Just as she was talking, Qingye had already walked to the stall.
I don’t know how she squeezed to the front.
In just a few seconds, she came out with a bowl of chili tofu and ate it without any ceremony in front of Shen Yinqiu.
Light.
The bowl was indeed neither big nor big, and Qingye emptied it after only three or five mouthfuls.
She was silent for half a quarter of an hour after drinking, and Shen Yinqiu and Qian Guang also stared at her for half a quarter of an hour.
"Aoye, are you okay?"
Qianguang said with some worry.
She had seen Aoye's skills and knew that she was very good at following her master.
She was equivalent to a guard.
She never competed with her to serve her master.
Qingye put away his silence and replied seriously: "It's delicious."
Shen Yinqiu: ""It tastes so delicious but she still doesn't say anything.
It scares her little heart to death.
Qian Guang was still thinking too much and asked: "Is it spicy?"
They grew up in the south of the Yangtze River and rarely had spicy food.
But it’s because I’m young that I’m eager to try it.
Aoba said very honestly: "It's not spicy."
Shen Yinqiu and Qian Guang looked at each other.
Qian Guang turned around and approached the stall, ready to buy.
But she touched her waist and saw her money bag.
She lowered her head and rummaged around in shock, but there was nothing on her waist.
She was stunned.
She blinked her eyes and realized that she had lost her purse.
The stall owner's business was booming.
Seeing that Qian Guang was still in a daze without any money, he asked: "Girl, do you want more of this idiot?"
Before she could answer, a woman next to her snatched her away, "She doesn't want it, so I want it.
Here's the money."
Shen Yinqiu didn't pay attention to the situation of the stall, but looked around at the surrounding environment.
Qianguang walked out of the crowd.
Fortunately, the stall was not so popular that it was crowded.
"master" Shen Yinqiu turned around and saw Qian Guang lowering his head instead of tofu nao.
He seemed a little disappointed and said hurriedly: "What's wrong?
Is it sold out or the stall owner refuses to sell to you?"
Qian Guanghan, where did the master go?
Why would the stall owner refuse to sell it to her, if she had money?
"Master, I lost my wallet."
Shen Yinqiu was stunned and stretched out his hand to take off his money bag, "I still have it here, but your place is full of broken silver."
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But she looked exactly the same, the purse in her belt was also missing.
She looked stunned.
Both Qianguang and Aoye noticed it.
Qianguang hesitated and asked: "Master, have you lost your wallet too?"
Shen Yinqiu put down the hand touching her purse and recalled the people she met on the road.
Those two children were the only two children who were closer to her and Qianguang.
But that was only a child of eight or nine years old.
She couldn't think too darkly about the child.
Shen Yinqiu gritted her teeth and nodded, "It must have been lost accidentally."
Qingye looked at them and silently said one fact, "Just now, I didn't give you any money for that bowl of tofu."
Shen Yinqiu and Qian Guang asked together: "Did you drink without giving me any money?"
"I thought you would pay."
Qingye stopped looking at Shen Yinqiu.
For the first time, Shen Yinqiu saw an embarrassed look on her face.
Qianguang was heartbroken: "Qingye, do you have any money on you?"
Aoba shook his head.
Qian Guang refused to give up: "I don't have a single coin."
Qingye continued to shake his head and pointed the direction of the stall owner with his eyes: "She keeps looking at me."
Shen Yinqiu and Qian Guang turned around, and sure enough, the female stall owner raised her eyes from time to time and stared at them.
She probably saw that Shen Yinqiu and the others were well-dressed and had first-class jewelry.
However, they didn't even have a few copper coins to buy a tofu noodle.
A person's living environment can be seen from the way he dresses, which is why the landlady hasn't urged her to give him money
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