"Eat slowly, don't choke." Jiang Yan looked at An Suo who was devouring food across from him, and had no choice but to fill the tea cup in front of her. As expected, within a minute, An Suo held her chest and took a sip from the tea cup.
After drinking it all, "Hoo, help, help." An Suo looked at the plate in front of him and seemed to be a little unsatisfied. Jiang Shao helplessly called the waiter and added a few more snacks.
"Thank you, Brother Yan. Brother Yan is great. Brother Yan is in good health." Jiang Yan ignored An Suo's flattery, "This time I'm troubling you. It's right to treat you to something. I didn't consider that you still have something to eat."
Child, it was my mistake, I apologize to you."
At this time, the two of them had left the depressing room and found a teahouse to feed Ansuo breakfast and lunch. Thinking of Ansuo's depressed and nauseated expression when he first came out, Jiang Yan realized that Ansuo was still a child.
This kind of murder scene was still too exciting for her, and the apology in her heart was unadulterated. When Ansuo heard Jiang Shao say this, she curled up and stuck out her tongue, "Forget it, I saw it all - by the way
Can we not mention this? I don’t want to spit it out."
"Okay, okay, just remember to eat slowly later. I won't compete with you."
"You don't understand. In my line of work, it's very rare to have a snack. Most of the time, convenience stores take care of everything in our lives."
While Jiang Yan was sipping tea, he only took a piece of pastry from time to time to replenish some sugar that his brain needed - his appetite still had not returned to its previous level. He was now thinking about the clues he had just seen, and the things in his mind were too messy, and the information
It's not enough yet. He contacted Tie Ji, who was working separately, and now the two of them are working hard to investigate Longmen's official information network, trying to find valuable information. At the moment, there is no further news from Tie Ji and Lao Wang.
, all I can do is to repeatedly speculate whether there is a connection between the clues on hand.
First of all, the male prostitute named Taiyi is probably in danger: with such a large amount of blood traces, it is basically impossible not to drain out a person's blood. Although these traces are enough to prove that Taiyi is dead, such an investigation is obviously not enough to make that person
The client who has seen the beginning but not the end is convinced. More complete information is needed.
For example, who is the murderer?
Jiang Yan didn't believe that this would be suicide. If Taiyi had wanted to commit suicide, he would have had the chance long ago, and he would not have chosen Requiem Day to take advantage of the situation. And if it was a suicide, the blood stains splattered outside the bathtub could not be explained - more
What's more, the place has been wiped clean, and a second person must be present to deal with the scene.
Hence Jiang Yan’s words: How happy were those two people when Taiyi died? The last blood slowly emerging from the bathtub floated and painted flowers, and the moonlight and neon reflected through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
In this scene, until the blood dyed the blood in the bathtub into soup...
"Soup?" Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows. He didn't know why he subconsciously thought of such an adjective, but which part of his appetite was actually touched. This inexplicable reaction seemed to be some kind of signal, which directly triggered his thinking.
switch.
"Ansuo, let me ask you something - would you choose a place with a good view to eat?"
"Huh?" Ansuo stuffed her mouth full of snacks, and her doubts could be seen in her eyes. "Why do you ask?" After swallowing the things in his mouth mixed with tea, Ansuo said, "Although I usually don't pick anything.
It’s just a place to eat, but from time to time I climb to the roof to drink soda, which feels very comfortable.”
"...Really." Jiang Yan nodded. Sure enough, his strange reaction seemed to point out a ridiculous possibility to himself. Thinking about it carefully, he also had an adventure on the night of Requiem Night, "The Fangs Clown"
”.
Could it be that this urban legend-like existence killed Taiyi? However, everything at the scene was just in order, and there were no signs of fighting. But it is not impossible that the prisoner restored the room decorations afterwards. After all, the bathtub and face were tidied.
, fingerprints were also removed from the door handle. It is not impossible for a careful person to restore the scene...
When Jiang Yan thought of this possibility, his thinking was like a wild horse that was completely out of his control. Reason kept overturning various hypotheses, but his intuition forcibly pulled Jiang Yan in this direction to become "convinced". Just when he reached a dead end, secretly
Jiang Yan was pulled back with a burp.
Jiang Shao breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his face. "Are you full?" "You're full." Seeing An Suo nodding, Jiang Shao paid the bill and was about to say goodbye to An Suo, but he didn't expect An Suo to ask directly, "Brother Shao, we
Where are you going next?" "Why, what kind of trouble are you going to cause when you suddenly become diligent?" Ansuo heard Jiang Shao's question and smiled shyly, "I was thinking that this kind of detective game seems to be still possible.
It’s quite fun. And if I follow Brother Yan, I might have something for dinner today, hehe.”
Jiang Yan was stunned and scolded with a smile, "Good guy, I've just finished eating and I'm already thinking about my next meal." But that's right, just staying here won't make any progress. Instead of thinking about it alone, it's better to run.
Keep searching to see if there are any new clues.
Tieju and Lao Wang are trying to break into the official firewall to find out entry information, mainly to check the movements of suspicious persons. But when it comes to the movement of suspicious persons...
"Let's go, Ansuo. Let's have seafood tonight."
"Brother Yan is awesome!"
Ansuo followed Jiang Yan out of the teahouse, looking as confident as a child having fun.
——
"Here, the shrimp you want have been packed for you. Here is the change."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Ansuo's disappointment was palpable. "Brother Yan, why did you come to the seafood market..." "Didn't I tell you that we would eat seafood at night?" "Well..." Ansuo covered his face.
Nose, face full of disgust, "I only like well-cooked seafood, it smells so bad..." Ignoring Ansuo complaining next to him, Jiang Yan walked towards the seafood seller in front of him in short-sleeved overalls and a world-weary face.
go.
At the moment, this white-haired young man with a ferocious face is looking worried at the child who came to help run errands but was so frightened that he cried on the spot. He, who is not very sunny, becomes more and more gloomy when he worries, and he looks at the chopping board
That sharp knife is simply not too scary.
"Uh, your change is here. Don't cry, brother, there is candy here..." The hoarse voice made the little girl burst into tears with fear in her eyes.
Jiang Shao scratched his head helplessly and patted An Suo on the shoulder. "Go ahead." Looking at An Suo's unwillingness, Jiang Shao could only add, "This is also the job of an assistant!" At this point,
Ansuo could only sigh and came to the girl, squatted down and made a face:
"Slightly!"
The child stopped crying, and Ansuo held the child's hand to think of ways to make the child happy. Seeing someone helping, the seafood seller finally breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his head and was about to say thank you, but was startled by the person's face.
"Ah, long time no see." Jiang Shao greeted the man with scaly hands in front of him. "Is the business not going well?" Hearing Jiang Shao ask this, he giggled helplessly, "I don't want to do this either.
Yes. I haven’t seen you for a long time, Jiang Yan—I think I’ve seen this little girl before?”
"How rude!" Ansuo, who was busy appeasing the guests, raised his head and rolled his eyes at Xie, "The night you went to rescue Brother Xie, if it weren't for me, would you have been able to find the secret door?" "Ahhhhh, come to think of it.
Thank you. It was a big help, even this time." He scratched his head apologetically. The straight-forward man didn't know how to beat around the bush, so he looked at Jiang Yan and asked straight to the point:
"I guess you're not here to buy anything? I heard them say that Bacchus is back. I'm afraid you have other things to be busy with now."
"Well, I'm sorry. I'll come back to take care of your business next time." Seeing that Zie's question was so direct, Jiang Xie didn't make any detours. "I have something to ask you for help - is there anyone you know on the dock?"
"Well, we all know each other. Do you want to transport goods? I heard that you just asked about a cargo ship not long ago. Wait a moment while I clean up the things on the stall."
"I need to check the goods." Jiang Yan took out all the money from his pocket, "Don't accept it, I'll cover whatever is left."
"...Jiang Shao, you are not interesting enough." Zi put the knife into his leather scabbard and sighed. "You are my only friend. I know that you have to ask me to do things, and I feel uncomfortable.
But I’m also a very principled person.”
"Jiang..." Jiang Shao's eyes were moist. I didn't expect that this man would value friendship so much, and he would actually--
"There's not enough money," Li Yi said righteously, "There's a shortfall of thirty yuan and fifty cents."
"...Second clue, please fix it."
There were three black lines on Jiang Yan's head. This man not only valued friendship, he was serious and serious.