Author: Terminal Shengyun

"Maybe your wording is not appropriate." Cradon said.

Juliez raised his hands and scratched his long hair, as if this could make his grievances be sorted out.

"Can this be my question? Who knows what taboos are there in this group of villagers?!"

He said yes, Cradon was also born in the countryside, but he did not expect that the situation would evolve like this.

"If you just hold the old man just now, I don't believe that he can win a werewolf!" The mage waved his fist enthusiastically, and he didn't say that Cradon had to go back to play with him.

Kreton will not respond to this expectation.

"Don't talk nonsense. If we play with him, maybe we can't get out of this town." He warned Juliez.

But Bartnby is much larger, but he also involved the hidden rules of the town.

Such a traditional town that does not even replace water mills of steam mills. The residents in it have lived in Changan for a long time here.

Just act carefully, master enough evidence to expose, or quietly kill that person.

The corpse will disappear in less than a week in the wetlands. This pair is the same.

Juliez was leaked: "What should we do now?"

"Wait here for a while, wait for Danny to go out, we will talk to him alone."

The toilets in the countryside are built outside the buildings of living, so as long as Danny is still alive, he must go out.

Cradon and Juliez quickly waited for the opportunity I wanted.

They peeped at the door of Lawrence's house behind the fence, and saw the son of the old jewelry go out, and Cradon immediately took the mage to stop him.

When Danny saw them, his expression was very uncomfortable. Obviously, he did not expect that the two people were still waiting for him outside.

"I know you have some problems, but I have no time now. Can we say it for a while?" He walked around and raised his palms to retreat at the outdoor toilet: "Just for a while."

Kreton did not intend to let him as expected, and went directly to the other side to block his way.

"Just a few simple problems, it will be fine soon."

When a person is in a hurry to go to the toilet, the level of his lying will decrease significantly -this is a small knowledge that a professional torture officer tells Credon when drinking.

The request of a six -foot -and -a -half -foot big man usually refuses, especially when he firmly blocked the previous road -Danny stopped helplessly and stood in the middle of Craston and Giilez.

He compromised.

"Okay, please ask quickly."

"Who has that foreigner still in contact with?" When Cradon asked, he paid close attention to the change of the young man.

Except for the surprise of being intercepted, he looked a little bit confused, but the overall was naturally natural.

"Are you living in a hotel now? The boss Pei Lun has seen him." Danny thought about it and answered it. It can be seen that he is really anxious.

"What do that foreigner look like?"

"The man had a eagle hook nose, and his long hair was placed on the shoulders. Looking at the age of 20 to 30,"

"It's so great, thank you for your cooperation." Cradon moved away from Danny's front road.

"I wish you convenient and pleasant." Juliez waved at him.

The son of the jewelry runs away like a ghost.

When they returned to the hotel, they saw Pei Lun shovel snow at the door.

There are also some open -air long tables and chairs outside the hotel for guests to rest, but now it is still during the day. Except for a few of them, no one else is here.

Cradon repeatedly repeatedly described the appearance of the foreigners in Danny's mouth. The latter thought for a moment, but shook his head.

"I don't remember very clearly. There are too many foreigners in the town last month."

"Who is there in the town?" Cradon asked him.

Pei Lun put down the iron pupa, with his fingers: "There is a circus and witch in the tour, and some people who come to find a job. They have made a lot of things after drinking, and then left.

A group of priests and civil servants from the Health Bureau came to conduct a sanitary survey for the town, as well as the soldiers with them. They lived here for a while, and took away some people with uncomfortable people to go to the city for treatment in the city for treatment.

. ""

Forget it, there are 40 or fifty foreigners who have met last month, and most of them have been on the table. He can't remember who bet with Danny at all.

Whoever hit one and suffered injuries, so he was unhappy.

As for those descriptions -unfortunately, they are not outstanding and have not impressed Pei Lun.

Kreton frowned and continued to ask: "Who died recently in that town?"

"What do you ask this?" Pei Lun was alert.

Lieutenant takes out the necklace.

"Do you remember it?"

Pei Lun looked at it and looked at Credon again. He nodded: "Of course, I asked me the night when you came."

"When we received it, it was covered with blood, so I was worried that the owner of it would be injured."

Cradon twisted some facts, and he expressed concerns with euphemistic words, and finally added: "We just went to Mr. Lawrence's home, and it was determined that this necklace was created by him, but neither he nor Danny Danny did not.

Fa contacted the buyer. Mr. Danny only remembers that he had played with that person in the hotel, so we came to you. "

Pei Lun's face was slightly stunned.

In any case, this does not sound bad.

But unfortunately, he still can't help.

"If you really want to know who the necklace is, it is better to ask the priest and priest of the church."

"Because they and women are very close?" Juliels's socket asked.

Pei Lun reviewed this person again to determine that this person's thoughts were more bizarre than hairstyles.

"No, because the window of the confession room is very low, the clergy can only see the chest of the repentant in it. If they see this necklace, they will be impressed."

There are not many people in the town. The clergy will host another week every week. For many years, they can almost recognize everyone. The low window of the confession room is set.

I think it's better.

The churches in small places are like this.

Crerton felt that this suggestion was very good. He decided to go in the afternoon.

Now there is one hour before noon, they are enough to rest for a while, solve lunch in the hotel, and can just wait until Ian's survey results.

He thanked Xiao Peilun, and then went upstairs in the house.

Juliez followed him, and the two squeezed the old stairs.

"If we are lucky, we can find out who the original owner of the necklace is today." The Lieutenant said optically that his weight was not light, and the wooden board groaned violently at his feet. It was not until he had taken it on the second floor that there was only one on the second floor

Convergence.

"Since you say that, it's definitely not possible."

Juliez is still so good at it, but he has nothing to say a little bit, and the Lieutenant now obviously does not belong to the ranks of "good luck".

He was holding the railing next to his room and walked towards his room, and he heard here a discouraged shooting.

This shot is not strong, but the railings and several floors connected to the lower end are tilted outward, including the piece of clone's soles. His heavy body is skewed out with the floor.

The long wounds of the long strip have been blowing the sun for a long time, and it is not so solid.

Under the destruction of the external force, it broke over and overwhelmed, and Cradon fell directly from the crack.

The response of Juliez was not timely, and he could only see that he disappeared in the gap between the railing.

The heavy body wrapped in a black coat smashed the ground like a stone, where the rough snow that Pei Lun had not yet cleaned up. There was almost no sound in the collision of the two.

Step.

"Seven Hell!"

Pei Lun thrown away the sadness and ran over, but before he reached out to help him, Craston had stood up. He rejected Pei Lun's support, standing like a javelin, and his head was white.

Going up is more mature.

"I am fine, but your hotel should be repaired."

"You don't have to worry, he is really very good." Giilez also shouted upstairs.

Knowing that the guests were nothing -at least he was unwilling to blame him on his head, Pei Lun was relieved.

He looked up at the disconnection of the railing, in front of the third door on the second floor room, and couldn't help but lament.

"Sure enough, it must be that Mr. Kuke broke it there."

Cradon had not heard the name before, but he knew that the room that Pei Lun saw belonged to the painter Chude's follower, so he immediately linked the two.

This is a bit strange. He didn't look lightly by himself, but Pei Lun never worried about what he would break.

How fat is Mr. Kuke?
To be continued...