Wan Fenghuo coughed twice: "What about then?"

Li Tan immediately asked: "The case in Locke Lake was what he said when he was dying? Did he only say this?"

Cen Chunjiao glanced at Li Tan and replied: "It's not just this one, but the price of one piece is the same, you know."

Li Tan's face looked ugly, but Mu Dai wanted to laugh a little, thinking that Cen Chunjiao knew how to split and sell it.

Cen Chunjiao continued to talk.

***

At that time, I was also stupid and didn't think what he said was true: Who would have committed a crime to tell strangers about this for no reason?

After a while, I felt that I had to go to the old man who was guarding the door to come and give me courage. I made up my mind. As soon as I took a step, the man blew up a long breath and stopped moving.

I looked back and saw his eyes wide open and his mouth was still half open, but there was no movement anymore. I didn't dare to go over and watch. I was afraid that I would get over it. Like in the movie, if he suddenly jumped up or bit me, I would be scared to death.

I ran to find the old man in the door, shouting while running. Before I could reach the end of the corridor, the old man in the door came by himself. There was someone in the room who was yelling at me and shouting in the middle of the night.

***

Speaking of this, Cen Chunjiao sighed and looked around everyone present.

"Do you know the old-fashioned hotel?" she reached out to gesture to everyone. "There are rooms on both sides of the corridor, and the end of one side of the corridor is sealed, and the other side leads to the front desk. I said I didn't run to the end of the corridor, which means that I have been in the corridor and no other residents have come out during this period."

"After the old man who was guarding the door came over, I quickly pulled him to the room and saw..."

Cen Chunjiao paused for a moment: "I know you may not believe it when you say it, but what I said is true."

She was so serious that there must be something strange in the room. Ma Tuwen listened seriously and had the biggest idea at this time: "Is that person's body gone? Or is it alive again?"

"No, the body is still there, and it is indeed dead, but the left foot is gone."

For a second or two, no one spoke.

Left foot is gone?

Mu Dai held the chopsticks and forgot to pick up the food. He subconsciously asked, "Why can't you?"

"It was cut, but the wound was not particularly flat, the incision was rough, and the flesh was involved. Of course, these were not judged by me, but I later asked a friend to inquire from the forensic doctor."

Mu Dai finally understood why Cen Chunjiao had to describe the hotel corridor to them in such detail just now: the hotel corridor would not be very long, and Cen Chunjiao left for a short time. In such a short time, a man rushed into the deceased's room, cut off his left foot, and then left quietly. It sounded like Fang Wai's strange talk.

Ma Tuwentou couldn't hold it in any way: "Sister, did you make it up?"

Li Tan sneered twice, and two words burst out from his teeth: "Fake."

Cen Chunjiao seemed to have expected this reaction and answered slowly: "After calling the police, every guest in the hotel was investigated separately. Our hotel has not opened for half a month. This matter is not a secret in the local area. Mr. Wan's colleagues are all capable people, so you can go and inquire. I also recorded the transcript, but the middle section was too weird. I was half afraid of causing trouble at that time, and I had never mentioned it to anyone."

Ma Tuwen stopped talking. Thinking about it, the man left his body after he died. There were so many left foot matters. Just inquire about it, it was meaningless to make up randomly.

Li Tan's face still had the same sarcastic expression: "I'm not saying that this matter is fake. Maybe at that time, someone died in your small hotel, and that person was indeed chopped off his left foot for no reason. But the whole thing, the dead person, has nothing to do with the case of Locke Lake."

He looked at Wan Fenghuo with a arrogant look on his face: "Mr. Wan, I paid for the case of fallen mahu. I have no interest in other cases that are ten times more strange."

Cen Chunjiao was a little uneasy: "What do you mean?"

Li Tan seemed to disdain to pay attention to her again, and turned to look at Mu Dayi and Ma Tuwen: "We are both buyers, and I can't give money for fake news. What do you two mean?"

It was a turn of twists and turns. I thought I was just here to listen to the story, but I didn't expect to make this happen halfway. Mu Dayi felt that she couldn't make this decision. She looked at Wan Fenghuo and said, "Or have a break? Let's think about it?"

During the intermission, Mu Dai hid at the back door of the hot pot restaurant, called Huo Zihong, and talked about the situation on this end. After hearing this, Huo Zihong nodded and said after a while: "It's indeed fake."

Mu Day didn't say anything. She felt that if it were Wan Fenghuo, she would be so angry that Aunt Hong and Li Tan: On the surface, she looked like she was asking for information, but in fact...

Huo Zihong seemed to have noticed Mu Dayi's thoughts: "The couple who died back then, both the surname was Li, and the male teacher Li taught me. I have been paying attention to this for a long time, not only Tuo Wan Fenghuo asked for news... What Cen Chunjiao said was really fake."

"Then, is this money or not?"

Huo Zihong's answer was beyond her expectations: "Fu Bar, I checked the news from Mr. Towan, and I don't want him to think that I am hiding the truth. And Mu Day, please pay attention to that Li Tan for me."

Kiyo wanted to ask something, but he swallowed it all in the end. When she hung up the phone, she thought with sorrow that things were really weird and couldn't tell them specifically, but nothing was right.

On the way back, Mu Dai saw Ma Tuwen avoiding a corner and making a phone call. When she passed by, she deliberately approached a little and heard a sentence without any end: "Will I pay?"

Kiyo was immediately happy and suddenly felt that today's venue was really funny.

***

After the intermission, Wan Fenghuo came out to preside over the situation and asked the buyers for their opinions. Li Tan insisted that he had seen him. Ma Tuwen coughed twice and pretended: "After careful analysis before and after, I think that the information provided by Sister Cen... is still very valuable, and I am willing to pay here."

Have you analyzed it seriously? Did you analyze it? Mu Dai suppressed his laughter and nodded at Wan Fenghuo: "Fu."

Cen Chunjiao showed joy on her face, and Wan Fenghuo also breathed a sigh of relief and said to Li Tan: "2 to 1, the minority obeys the majority, you know the rules."

Li Tan's face turned red and white. Mu Daye thought he was going to get angry. Who knew that after a moment, he suddenly laughed and leaned on the back of the chair: "Isn't it just money? OK, pay."

It was also considered that the business was completed and everyone was very happy. Cen Chunjiao was in a good mood and suddenly remembered something again: "Oh, by the way, that person was checking in the hotel at that time. I had read his registration information, named Liu Shuhai, from Jinan, from 72 years old."

Li Tan didn't care about how many years he had been, but just looked at Mu Dayi and Ma Tuwen and sneered, as if he was looking at two fools.

When the show ended, Wan Fenghuo invited a few people to stay in his agreement hotel for a temporary stay, saying that based on the information provided by Cen Chunjiao, local colleagues would be arranged to follow up, and new discoveries may be made. Everyone can live close to each other and meet at any time.

For free accommodation, why not do anything? Only Ma Tuwen shook his head and said that he had a place to live in Chongqing, and he had always recognized beds and was not used to sleeping in hotels.

Mu Dai remembered that when she first entered the private room, Wan Fenghuo asked her if she was "Miss Huo Zihong", so who would be behind Ma Tuwen?

The answer was beyond her expectations, and Wan Fenghuo said with certainty: "It's Mr. Ma Tuwen and Ma, he has always been."

***

Wan Fenghuo's agreement hotel, the store is like the person, absurd retro, white walls and gray tiles, hanging flower doors, and there are also niches to worship the God of Wealth as soon as you enter the door...

Slowly, it was not the God of Wealth. Mu Dai looked up and found that there was a scholar in the niche with his right hand behind him and holding a book in his hand.

Wan Fenghuo introduced to her with great enthusiasm: "This is the ancestor of our industry, Bai Xiaosheng..."

What else he wanted to say was that the information came from his mobile phone. Wan Fenghuo was very skillful in typing back the information, and the big sleeves in his robe were swinging beside the phone.

Kiyo couldn't help but laugh: "It's all so retro, so just click it thoroughly. What kind of phone should I use?"

Wan Fenghuo disagreed: "Girl, this is not the case. Everything can be retro. There are only two things. You must keep pace with the times."

“What are the two?”

Wan Fenghuo stretched out two fingers and first broke off one: "One is money. To be honest, I prefer real money and silver. The money is just printed paper. I feel so uneasy when I hold it. I have become more vulnerable in the past two years. Electronic currency, such as shaking, sweeping, sweeping, brushing, and brushing. Even you don't let the paper touch, but there is no way, the whole world does this."

"What else is there?"

Wan Fenghuo no longer pointed his fingers and shook his cell phone in front of her twice: "Information, communication. Touch his heart and say, can you leave it?"

Kiyo thought about it again and again, then shook his head.

Wan Fenghuo was proud: "I knew that you young people are all taking their cell phones for their lives now. I have a friend, here..."

Wan Fenghuo pointed to his mind: "This place is different from people. He likes to study some strange things, not feudal superstition, but real research. He often conducts field research and goes to those scammers where birds do not poop. The computer USB drive is popular. He still uses a pen to remember things. After more than 20 years of field investigation, he had to put many notes in sacks. He didn't use a mobile phone, saying it was unnecessary. It was a lot of effort to find him at that time. I scolded him a few times, but he insisted not to use it, saying it was unnecessary, but later, he used it."

Kiyo was curious: "You persuaded him to turn a corner?"
Chapter completed!