The shopkeeper first asked his staff, and then went from room to room to ask the tenants if they had seen the three horses.

In order to attract business and welcome guests, the door of the inn was always open, so the guys went out to search along the street to see if they could find the whereabouts of the horse.

Ala Yanzong sat on the steps in front of the building, trying to clear his head first. He felt that it was impossible for the three horses to walk out of the inn on their own. The reins of the horses should have been tied at all times. Even if the horses were reined away, it would be impossible.

The three horses broke free from their reins at the same time.

Also, why were three of their horses missing while the others were safe?

This means there is a thief! Then who came specifically to steal the horse? The thief set out to steal the horse, targeting the three of them. To be precise, he was targeting Ala Yanzong!

When he first arrived here, if he hadn't met the Dagujikui and Wanyan clan, he would not have known anyone here, had never interacted with them, and would not have had any old grudges.

That’s the new grudge!

Offended.

Just offended!

There is no one else except those gangsters!

The more I thought about Ala Yanzong, the more I felt that the person who stole the horse was related to those gangsters, so I stopped worrying and waited for the shopkeeper to come back and learn about the situation from his mouth.

The moon gradually rose, and the sky became much brighter. About half an hour later, the shopkeeper and several waiters returned to the inn.

Ala Yanzong had been sitting on the wicker chair in front of the counter and drank four or five cups of tea. Now he finally no longer felt thirsty.

As soon as the shopkeeper entered the room, he saw Ala Yanzong waiting there, with a full face of apology, and said: "Sir, I'm really sorry, the horse is not found. Well, look at this, you can estimate the price.

The store will compensate you."

Seeing that the shopkeeper's attitude was particularly sincere, Ala Yanzong guessed that he was not a profiteer, but more like a decent family member. Losing the horse was not what his shopkeeper wanted, so he pushed the newly poured cup of tea over and said:

"Shopkeeper, we'll talk about the compensation later. I'll tell you about some other situations first, which may be related to the lost horses."

When the shopkeeper saw what he said, he sat down beside him. Not knowing what he wanted to know, he hurriedly asked: "Sir, tell me what you want to know. I will tell you everything."

Ala Yanzong glanced at the few guys standing behind him and said, "Let the guys go back and rest first, and we can talk between the two of us."

The shopkeeper waved his hand, and several waiters left one after another, leaving only the waiter on duty sitting at the counter, listening to what they were saying.

Alayanzong asked: "There is a group of gangsters in the city. They are all about sixteen, seventeen, eighteen or nineteen years old. It seems that they have all practiced boxing and kicking and are agile. Is there such a group of people?"

The shopkeeper affirmed without hesitation: "There is a group of people who often bully people on the street, but no one cares about them. The key is that they don't bully locals, but only pick on outsiders to bully, so the locals have nothing to worry about."

It's better to have one less thing to do, and no one will want to meddle in it."

Ala Yanzong nodded, "That's it."

The shopkeeper seemed a little nervous, "What? Sir, have you met them?"

"We met them, and we even fought. I took care of them."

"Take it... Take it... Take it away? They are street bullies, there are more than ten of them! Are you alone or three of you?" The shopkeeper looked like he didn't believe that Ala Yanzong could defeat those gangsters.

Ala Yanzong waved his hand and said: "That's not important. I want to ask the shopkeeper if these people have ever stolen anything, or are they revengeful?"

The shopkeeper blinked, took a breath, and said, "I'm not sure about this. I've only heard that they bullied others, but I've never heard of anyone beating them, so there's no talk of revenge, let alone

I don’t know if they stole anything.”

Ala Yanzong took the teacup and took a sip, without speaking, as if he was thinking.

The shopkeeper continued: "Sir, do you suspect that they stole the horse?"

Alayanzong nodded slightly, and inadvertently saw the waiter in the shop looking this way. Seeing Alayanzong looking at him, he hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to be looking at the account book.

The shopkeeper sighed, "Oh, if they stole it and there is still some trouble, it will be something that is not easy to mess with!"

Ala Yanzong heard this and asked: "Why is this person so difficult to offend?"

The shopkeeper picked up the tea bowl, drank some water to moisten his throat, and said: "That's it. There has been a martial arts trend in this city since ancient times. Young people from every family have been practicing martial arts since they were young. Especially the wealthy and powerful families hire famous teachers.

Ask an expert to teach children martial arts.

"Those gangsters are almost all the children of wealthy families, and each family is a famous person. Besides, who doesn't protect the calf? If they really stole the horses, it would be better to say something reasonable. If they didn't steal them,

Horses, if they are made out of thin air, they will not be recovered. Sir, if there is no real evidence, I think it is better not to go to them easily."

Ala Yanzong felt that the shopkeeper's analysis made sense and nodded again.

He seemed to be complaining to the shopkeeper, but also seemed to be talking to himself: "Looking for evidence is nothing more than human evidence and physical evidence. The human evidence means that someone must see them holding the horse, and the physical evidence will naturally be the horse."

The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly, "That's right, without evidence, we won't provoke them. Even if the guest officer is not afraid, you can just slap your ass and leave, but my store can't be moved. If they come here to find trouble in the future,

If it happens, I won’t be able to do business.”

"That's that." Ala Yanzong felt that the shopkeeper's concern was very necessary. Without ironclad evidence, he would not provoke them. It was not that he was afraid, but that he did not want to cause trouble to the shopkeeper.

Ala Yanzong continued his analysis: "If they come to steal the horse, even if they can fly over the walls, the horse can't and will still pass by the door after all. But the waiter said that he didn't see anyone holding the horse."

While speaking, Ala Yanzong turned to look at the clerk on duty.

The waiter in the shop quickly shook his head, "I...I really didn't see it!"

The shopkeeper also turned around and asked, "If you think about it again, do you have any impression?"

The waiter in the shop shook his head like a rattle, "No, no impression!"

Ala Yanzong turned around and asked the shopkeeper, "By the way, is there a back door in the inn? I don't think I saw it."

The shopkeeper hurriedly replied: "Yes, there is a back door. There is just a small corner door behind the stable, but the back door is usually locked."

"Locked?" Ala Yanzong suddenly thought of something, "Is it locked inside or outside?"

"Inside." The shopkeeper replied without hesitation.

Alayanzong stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look."

The shopkeeper also stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Just when the shopkeeper turned around and was about to go out with Ala Yanzong, the waiter seemed to accidentally knock over the stool and sit on the ground. He quickly got up and sat down again.

When the shopkeeper heard the commotion, he turned around and said, "It's not good to sit down properly. It will lose the image of the inn. If that doesn't work, just stand."

The waiter in the shop quickly straightened his posture and sat there upright.

Ala Yanzong had noticed the waiter's gaffe, but he didn't say anything.

The shopkeeper led Ala Yanzong to the backyard. There was indeed a small corner door behind the stable, but it was relatively hidden and could not be seen directly from the yard.

There was an iron lock on the door. Alayanzong pulled it. The lock was very secure, so he asked the shopkeeper, "Who has the key to this lock?"

"There's one in front of the counter, I have one here, and I have another in my room for later use."

"How long has it been since this door was opened?"

"This door is basically closed. It has been at least half a year since it was last opened."

"Shopkeeper, go get a lantern or a candle."

"Sir, what do you mean..."
Chapter completed!