Suddenly, Xiang Lei coughed dryly: "Old detective, can you start?"

Lao Hanyan raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the hurry? The price has not been negotiated yet?"

Xiang Lei said repeatedly: "You always say a price."

Lao Hanyan raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and said with Hanyan in his mouth: "I have another item of eucalyptus on my hand. I can't answer your eucalyptus, I can only help you analyze the eucalyptus. As for the price, it's okay, five thousand silver documents."

Xiang Lei thrust his face and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, five thousand is five thousand."

Lao Hanyan smiled slightly, got up and walked around the scene, and inspected four corpses one by one.

Yan Dafeng also looked at it, this time!

His face couldn't help but change.

Xiang Qing, death is so miserable!

All four of his followers died of throat cuts, but Xiang Qing's body was covered with scars, as if he had been scratched with a knife no less than a hundred times, and his body was covered with bruises, which was terrible.

"Well, the situation is basically understood." Lao Hanyan squatted down again, replenished some tobacco leaves, and smoked.

Xiang Lei: "Who did it?"

Laodeng: "A person who is not good at using a knife."

Xiang Lei stared at him: "That's it?"

Lao Hanyan squinted his eyes and looked at Lei: "What, if you are not satisfied, please ask Gao Ming to do it."

Xiang Lei's face changed, and he dared not speak out if he dared to be angry.
Chapter completed!