Half an hour later, Lin San trotted away from the entrance of the alley with a nervous look on his face.

Looking at his back, Chu Mufeng's lips raised slightly, and his right hand groped his chin and muttered to himself: "This is really a way out. There is another village with dark willows and flowers. Fatty Liang, who are you?"

With this question in mind, Chu Mufeng hurried back to the police station.

Jingxiang Building, the song ends and people disperse, and the theater backstage.

The idle people here are not allowed to come in, but the rules are for being broken, as long as you have enough power, it will be done.

For example, if you say the dignified Mr. Li Mingli, you will be very free to come and go here, and no one dares to say anything more.

Even as soon as he appeared, the rest of the troupe left tactfully.

Leave this place to this man to perform.

"Myon, this opera is really good today." Li Mingli handed over with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Thanks!"

The one who is removing makeup is Xiao Mudan, who is also the most popular young actress in Jingxianglou.

From the mirror, you can see a pretty and charming face full of youthful vitality, which is indeed like a nickname, just like a blooming peony flower.

"Haha, why are you polite to me?"

As Li Mingli said that, he sat down on the chair next to him, held Xiao Mudan's hand casually, and said with a smile: "Mudan, let's accompany me to a cocktail party tomorrow night."

"I'm going? Is it appropriate?" Xiao Mudan asked with her hand back and raised her eyebrows on her face.

"It's appropriate! Of course it's appropriate, what's wrong with it."

Li Mingli said happily: "Myon, I said, don't belittle yourself. In my heart, you will always be the first, and it is irreplaceable!"

"Okay then!" Little Mudan smiled.

"Let's go have a midnight snack."

"Don't worry, I'll take off my makeup first." Xiao Mudan rolled her eyes and said.

"Then I'll wait for you here." Li Mingli squinted his eyes and looked at the famous actor in front of him, looking very obsessed with him.

After removing the makeup halfway, Xiao Mudan seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "By the way, wise, I saw someone coming out of your private room before. Is it your friend?"

"What kind of friend, I don't have such a friend!"

"What's that for?"

"Hey, don't mention it, I'm here to investigate the case." Li Mingli looked unhappy when talking about this.

"Investigate the case?"

Xiao Mudan's hand was taking off her makeup paused slightly and asked curiously: "What case did you find to investigate? Is this wrong? Or did you commit something?"

"What are you talking nonsense about, little girl? I am a serious person, what can I do?"

Li Mingli pinched Xiao Mudan's mouth and said, "It's Huang Benzhang. I didn't tell you before that the unlucky old guy was killed. I don't know where the people in the Security Department heard about it. Huang Benzhang has a good relationship with me, so why don't you come and ask me? Don't worry, it's okay!"

"Well, it's fine. I'll take off my makeup and leave when I change my clothes." Xiao Mudan stood up and said.

"Okay, I'll help you change it!" Li Mingli was very attentive.

"Go and go, go there!" Xiao Mudan looked disgusted.

...

The Department of Guard, Investigation Department, Section 1.

Today is the third day after Huang Benzhang was killed, and there is still not much progress in the case.

Regarding that fat man Liang, Chu Mufeng has asked Song Dabao to investigate carefully.

But what surprised him was that judging from the information he had, there was no clue about this fat man Liang.

During the investigation, Huang Benzhang had no friend named Liang at all!

Did you guess wrong?

It’s not that this person’s surname is Liang, but that Fatty Liang has other meanings?

With this speculation, Chu Mufeng asked Song Dabao to re-clutter from beginning to end.

Wang Gezhi continued to stare at Yunyanju.

Pei Dongchang is a clue about running cursive script and blood cicadas.

The entire detective team was busy in this state of tension that was as winding as if it was a clockwork.

Cao Yunshan has little opinion on this case.

After all, in the past, it would be normal for a murder case like this to be a week, not to mention a week, even if it was not solved in a month or several months.

Be cautious when murder cases are taken, and not a big shot!

...

That night, in Peiping City, Huaihua Hutong.

Liang Mansion.

As long as you can afford the word "官" in these four nine cities, you will have a large-scale house.

Liang Mansion is one of them. The courtyard that has several entrances and exits is very conspicuous and elegant in Huaihua Hutong.

Liang Hexiang, who had just returned from the banquet, asked the third concubine who accompanied him to go back to the room to rest and came to the study alone.

Although this place is just the place where the third concubine lives, the decorations in the study are all available.

Liang Hexiang, who likes calligraphy, always writes a few strokes whenever he is interested.

For example, now.

Thinking of the big guys that he made tonight, Liang Hexiang felt particularly happy. If he could get along with those people in the future, he would not worry about not making money.

Just as he picked up the brush and didn't have time to write, a strange sound suddenly came from behind him.

Realizing something was wrong, he turned around and looked over.

"You...why are you at my house?" Liang Hexiang couldn't help but shout in surprise after seeing the sudden appearance of the figure.

"What do you think?"

"I……"

As soon as he said a word, Liang Hexiang covered his neck in pain the next second, looked at the figure in front of him in horror, and moaned in his throat.

"snort!"

The figure snorted coldly, grabbed the brush on the table, slapped the white wall next to it, and then another piece of painting paper flew out and stuck it to the wall. Then he pushed the door out and disappeared into the vast night.

Almost half an hour later, the third concubine, who was full of sorrow, walked over with a grumble.

"It's time to go to rest. Do you really think you are still a young man? I said, "Master, you...ah! You're killing! Master! Come on, you're killing!"

When I opened the door and saw the situation inside, the third concubine's scream spread across the courtyard.

...

Zhongluoguxiang, Jingyang Hutong.

Chu Mufeng, who had been busy all day, just returned home and lay down not long after a rapid knock on the door sounded outside the door. He put on his clothes and walked out in confusion.

"Who?"

"Section Chief, it's me, Dongchang!" Pei Dongchang's voice sounded outside the door.

"Here you come!"

Chu Mufeng opened the door immediately. Not only Pei Dongchang was standing outside, but also the other two police officers, with serious expressions.

"What happened?" Chu Mufeng asked with a tight expression. They came here so late, so something must be wrong.

"Section Chief, I just received a report that someone in Huaihua Hutong was killed again!" Pei Dongchang said immediately.

A murder case?

Chu Mufeng's eyelids trembled slightly. If it was just a murder case, it would be enough to follow the process. If Pei Dongchang was so anxious, there must be something special. He suddenly had a premonition in his heart!

"explain!"

"The brothers at the scene reported that the scene had been blocked, and this scene was very similar to when Huang Benzhang was killed. There were four words on the wall and a blood cicada drawing paper."

"The dead man's surname is Liang, his name is Liang Hexiang. He is still a fat man!" As soon as Pei Dongchang finished speaking, Chu Mufeng's eyes instantly shone sharply.

It's Fatty Liang!

I searched here for a day but couldn't find any clues about him, so why was he killed?

This is a serial murder case!

Thinking of this, Chu Mufeng's expression darkened and he turned around and changed his clothes.

"Go and go to the scene."

...
To be continued...