I quickly asked the little mute where this vegetable came from. The little mute gestured for a while and said that it was picked from the vegetable patch behind my house.

I quickly put down my bowls and chopsticks, walked around the vegetable patch behind the house, and sure enough I found a few scattered locust leaves. These locust leaves looked a little withered, but they shouldn't have been there for too long.

I asked the little mute, besides her, who else had been to this vegetable field in the past few days.

The little mute shook his head first, then seemed to think of something and hurriedly gestured towards me for a while.

"You mean the second aunt came here today?"

The little mute nodded. I pondered for a moment, and suddenly a terrifying thought emerged in my mind that I could not believe!

After thinking about it for a while, I asked the little mute not to reveal this matter to anyone, and then returned to the house calmly. I happened to meet my second aunt just coming back from outside.

"Zhan Ning, why don't you look right? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" The second aunt glanced at me and asked.

I felt a little nervous and quickly said perfunctorily: "No, maybe it's because I didn't sleep well last night."

The second aunt said "Oh" and asked me to pay more attention to rest. She sat on a chair and embroidered a pair of insoles. I pretended to be casual and asked her, "Second aunt, you said that my second uncle is so timid. He went into the mountain to dig that day."

Why did you let him follow me to protect me when I was laying the corpse? Aren't you bullying my second uncle for being timid, haha."

The second aunt was sewing when she suddenly raised her head and looked at me with a strange expression on her face, "I never said this. Who else can he protect with his courage?"

"But the second uncle said that day that you asked him to follow me."

"Don't listen to his nonsense, I never said this." After the second aunt finished speaking, she continued to immerse herself in sewing, and suddenly pricked her hand.

I kept calm and pretended that nothing happened, but I was very nervous. Why did my second aunt lie? Why didn't she admit that she had called my second uncle? Could it be that this matter really had something to do with her?

About half an hour later, the second aunt suddenly put down her sewing and said she had to go out for something. She also locked the bedroom before going out. This move aroused my suspicion even more.

I grew up in my second aunt's house, and this is my home. However, I have never entered the bedroom of my second aunt and my second uncle a few times. My second aunt would lock the bedroom door before going out. I didn't think it was a big deal before.

But the more I think about it now, the more I feel something is wrong.

After the second aunt left, I quickly walked to the bedroom door, pulled the big lock, and found that it was very strong. Just when I was thinking about how to get in, the little fat man yawned and said: "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

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I was worried because this guy had eaten just now and now he was hungry again. He was reincarnated like a starving ghost.

"Little mute, can you help me cook two dishes?" The little fat man stared blankly, trying to be as thick-skinned as possible.

"Fuck you uncle, eat, eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat all day long, little mute, just ignore him!"

I was angry because this guy gave me the impression that he would never wake up and never have enough to eat. The little mute didn't like him very much, so he naturally ignored him.

Unexpectedly, the little fat man suddenly laughed and said, "If I help you open the door, can you let the little mute cook some vegetables for me?"

"How do you do it?" I asked doubtfully.

"Don't worry about it, just decide whether to do it or not." The little fat man looked confident.

I said yes, if you can really open the door, I will ask the little mute to cook you some more side dishes later.

The little fat man smiled happily, stood up, moved his body, and asked me to step aside. Then he suddenly yelled and ran towards the door.

"stop!"

I was startled. I looked like I was going to kick down the door. Who can't do that? But the key is not to let the second aunt notice!

But it was too late. The little fat man looked chubby, but he was very agile and had already rushed to the door in the blink of an eye.

It's over! I thought to myself, if there really is any secret inside, it will be completely exposed now, and the second aunt may come back later and tell us how to deal with us.

Unexpectedly, after the little fat man rushed to the door, he suddenly stopped, and with a soft white palm, a crooked steel needle appeared in the palm of his hand as if by magic. The little fat man inserted the steel needle into the lock.

The eyes were opened in a few moments.

"Holy shit, what a thief!" I exclaimed, looking at the little fat man, I suddenly felt that he had suddenly become a bit taller.

When I opened the door and walked into the house, I immediately felt a cool air coming over my face, and there was also a faint smell of plants.

I rummaged around the room, and finally I lay down at the foot of the bed and found a box under the bed. I pulled the box out and found that it was full of fresh locust leaves!

I don’t know how I feel. This result is the last thing I want to see. I grabbed a handful of locust leaves and took them out. I was shocked at the same time, and my nose also felt sour. Could it be that the instigator behind all this is really

Is it the second aunt who looks fierce on the surface, but has been caring to me since childhood?

The little fat man took a locust tree leaf and put it in front of his nose and smelled it. His face became a little solemn and he said, "Locust locust leaves are inherently yin. So many locust leaves are placed in the bedroom, and they are also packed in the coffin.

This is obviously deliberately provoking those dirty things!"

I tried to calm myself down and continued to rummage through the box. I found a sewing box at the bottom. After a closer look, I saw that it was the kind of box used to hold fine needles made of fine ox hair. This kind of needle is used to make particularly fine needles.

I've seen it before, there are ten of them in a box.

Why did Second Aunt put her sewing box here?

I thought for a while, and a thought suddenly flashed through my mind. I quickly poured out the needles and counted them, and found that there were only eight needles left in it.

Logically speaking, this is normal, but my hands are trembling because I suddenly thought of the two tiny blood holes on Zhao Yazi's neck when he died. And now there are just two ox hair needles missing from the sewing box, plus

On the locust tree leaves, can all this be explained by coincidence?

"It turns out that the murderer is your second aunt!" The little fat man also thought of the same thing as me and picked up an ox hair needle and observed it carefully, "Yes, the small hole in the neck of that person that day was about the same size as this ox hair needle. He

His throat should have been sealed by a flying needle, killing him with one blow!"

"These alone can't explain anything, let's look again!" I gritted my teeth, and it was very difficult to accept this fact in my heart. My second aunt is usually a bit hot-tempered, but to say that he killed so many people, I

I really can’t believe it, and what’s her motive for doing this? Those people have no enmity against him, so why would she do this?

Then I flipped through a black and white photo on the bottom of a big red box placed in the corner. The photo showed a little boy about six or seven years old, riding a wooden horse and smiling innocently at the camera.

I looked at this little boy and thought he looked familiar, as if I'd seen him there before, but I just couldn't remember.

At this moment, the little mute suddenly gently pulled my foot. I turned around and found that the second aunt appeared behind us at some time, holding a sharp butcher's knife in her hand and looking coldly.

looked at us.

I shivered with fright and dropped the photo in my hand to the ground.

The second aunt took a step forward, and I quickly protected the little mute behind me, "Why do you want to harm others!"

When I said this, I felt my eyes getting hot.

"What are you doing to harm others? Tell me, why did you sneak into my house? If you don't explain the matter clearly today, the three of you will not be allowed to eat in the afternoon!" The second aunt threw the butcher's knife aside, "No wonder.

I always feel like my house has been ransacked these days, and I thought it was being robbed, but I didn’t expect it was you three brats!"

I looked at my second aunt, pointing to the leaves of the locust tree on the ground and a box of ox hair sewing box with two pieces missing, "Second aunt, stop pretending, what's going on, can you tell me? What on earth are those people doing?"

What hatred do you have that you want to kill so many people?"

"What's wrong with the locust leaves?" The second aunt looked confused, "Hey, where did you find my ox hair needle box? I've been looking for it for several days and couldn't find it."

I was stunned and asked doubtfully, "Second Aunt, do you really not know all this?"

"Why are you talking so fast today? What's going on?" The second aunt took the sewing box from my hand, "Hey, why are there two threads missing? I bought this new box and haven't used it yet."

I am getting more and more confused. I see that the second aunt is not acting like this, and even if she is the real culprit behind the scenes, there is no need for her to pretend anymore. And judging from her appearance, she looks like something.

I don't know either.

I told her everything that happened that day when Zhang Ya's body was dug up. After listening to it, she thought for a while, scratched her head and said: "There is such a strange thing. I only know that Zhao Yazi was dead at that time. It does not mean that he was killed by Zhang Ya."

Was it killed by a ghost?"

I asked her where the locust leaves came from, and the second aunt shook her head and said she didn't know either.

At this time, I suddenly calmed down. I had discovered locust tree leaves in the vegetable field before, so I focused all my attention on my second aunt.

Now that I think about it, I feel that my inference just now is full of holes. Even if Zhao Yazi was killed by the two ox hair needles thrown away by the second aunt, the second aunt was not present at all at that time.

But if it’s not the second aunt, how can we explain the locust tree leaves under the bed? There are no locust trees in our village, so why are there so many locust tree leaves under the second aunt’s bed?

"Hey, isn't this your second uncle? Why are his childhood photos here? I've never heard of him talking about it."

The second aunt suddenly picked up the photo from the ground and said in surprise.

"Is this my second uncle?" I asked in surprise.

The second aunt pointed at the photo and smiled, "Why not? Look at his eyes, nose, and the wrinkles on his chin. He looks so much like him. Hey, this old guy, I didn't expect him to be quite cute when he was a kid!"

I grabbed the photo and took a closer look, and realized that this little boy was really my second uncle when he was a child. No wonder he looked familiar just now.

During this time, the little fat man suddenly said quietly, "Your second uncle couldn't have done this, right?"

I was stunned, and the whole room suddenly became quiet.
Chapter completed!