After dinner, Wang Xiaofei spent the whole night with Ying'er and the knife around the candlelight.

It wasn't until he pretended to fall asleep that Ying'er returned to his room.

Wang Xiao was a night owl in his previous life and was not used to going to bed so early. Now he was resting his hands on his hands and thinking about the experiences of the past two days, making it even harder to fall asleep.

Yuan Qing can decide the fate of Lao Gaotou with just one sentence, so is his fate, the son of a merchant, also in the hands of others?

Although the old father of the Wang family has not yet met, after observing in the past two days, it is clear that Old Wang is not someone who cares about his son. In addition, if he randomly bumps into a patrol camp, the boss of the Wang family will have a network, and it is obviously not as good as it seems.

I'm a nerd...

After the soul of a new-age night owl stayed alone in this room without mobile phones and computers for a long time, Wang Xiao felt that it would be better to have someone hit him with a stick.

"Maybe you can knock me back?" He laughed at himself.

So he decided to go out for a walk, even if it was just to get familiar with the terrain.

Because the rosacea and pockmarked face of the doorkeeper last time were so bad, he planned to climb out of the wall this time. He quietly left the room and walked to the back of the yard.

There is no other courtyard behind Wang Xiao's small courtyard, only a garden. After passing the garden, you can see a banana tree next to a small pool. There is also a small pavilion next to the pool. It seems to be a place for people to paint in the past.

Now it is unused, but there are many wine jars piled up.

Beyond the pavilion is another row of bushes, and behind it is a nearly three-meter-high courtyard wall.

Wang Xiao took a quick look and came up with an idea. He took the wine jar and placed it under the courtyard wall.

He moved it back and forth many times and finally built a half-mountain-shaped ladder.

He stepped on the wine jar and climbed up the courtyard wall. When he looked down, he realized that it was quite high from the ground, so he had to put his hands on the courtyard wall to lower himself down.

Fortunately, although he was young, he was already quite tall. He hung it on the wall for a while, and after he estimated that he would not be injured, he jumped down.

"Ouch."

The fall left the soles of his feet numb, and Wang Xiao couldn't get up for a long time.

It seems that the foot is twisted.

After holding his feet and resting for a while, he looked up and felt that the alley in the moonlight seemed familiar.

Snow Alley? Isn’t that equivalent to still being in my house? The property is too big and it’s very tiring to go out...

There was a creaking sound, and a courtyard door on the other side of the wall was opened. Probably someone in the courtyard heard Wang Xiao's cry of pain just now and went out to take a look.

I saw a maid sticking her head out and looking at Wang Xiao.

Although it was a bit rude, Wang Xiao's first thought was that this girl is really ugly.

My second thought was that this girl looked so familiar.

Then, he had some secret thoughts in his heart. Wasn't it the flower branches beside Tang Qianqian that came out of the door?

"I am really an idiot. I jumped down and fell in front of a serial murderer."

When Huazhi saw it was Wang Xiao, she came over and helped him up. Without saying a word, she supported him and walked towards the yard.

This girl looks thin and small, but she is very strong. Wang Xiao did not dare to resist, just like a cat whose fate has been grasped by the scruff of the neck.

After entering the courtyard, Tang Qianqian came out of the house and saw Wang Xiao, with a very interesting smile on her face.

"Young Master Wang hasn't seen you for a day. Do you miss your slave family?"

The voice was soft and full of surprise.

Wang Xiao had a confused look on his face and didn't know how to respond. After all the hard work, he climbed over the wall and was caught in a trap. What else could he say.

Huazhi said: "He jumped off the wall and sprained his foot."

"This is really like 'a red apricot coming out of the wall'." Tang Qianqian covered her mouth and smiled, quite charmingly, and said: "Help her into my room."

As she said this, she immediately entered the room, pushed the quilt, and Huazhi helped Wang Xiao and put him on the bed.

"Go get a basin of water and ask for the ice water from the bottom of the well." Tang Qianqian ordered.

After saying that, she stretched out her hand and lifted Wang Xiao's feet.

"I'll do it myself."

"Don't move."

Tang Qianqian said that she had untied his shoes and socks, only to see a large swelling on his ankle.

"Be patient."

While she was talking, she pulled his hand and straightened his foot bones with a very neat movement.

This was extremely painful, and a cold sweat broke out on Wang Xiao's forehead.

"Why don't you shout?" Tang Qianqian said softly, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

"I didn't have time to shout." Wang smiled and said, "Can you still set bones?"

"The slave family knows a lot. Prince, would you like to try them all?" Tang Qianqian bit her lip and said.

Wang Xiao was startled by these words of tiger and wolf, and he quickly changed the topic and whispered: "Today, I went to the patrol camp."

Just when Hua Zhi came in with a basin, he quickly stopped talking.

Putting my feet in ice water, I felt less pain.

"Go out, don't come in unless I call you." Tang Qianqian ordered again.

So there were only two people in the room, sitting on the bed.

Looking at the beauty under the candle, Wang Xiao became quite uneasy.

Tang Qianqian felt his uneasiness, and the smile on her lips grew stronger.

"Go on, after I went to the patrol camp, the man I met was said to have good skills, but I think he is just an ordinary person, not a killer."

"The slave family knows that the two servants also asked the slave family to identify them in the morning."

Wang smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss Tang. Although I didn't testify against him, I didn't say anything about you."

While talking, Tang Qianqian came closer and stared at Wang Xiao's face non-stop.

"Young Master Wang came to the slave family late at night just to reassure the slave family? Are you afraid of what you might say?"

Wang Xiao whispered: "I didn't say anything about Luo Yuan, nor did I say anything about Huazhi."

"What about Huazhi?" Tang Qianqian started to laugh, "Do you think Huazhi is Muzi?"

"No...isn't it?"

Tang Qianqian said: "She is just a maid, how could she be a serial killer?"

"But the eight characters yesterday were clearly written exactly the same." Wang Xiao said in a suppressed voice, with a somewhat mysterious expression.

"Every once in a while, there will be a serial killer in the capital. He kills people and disappears without a trace. It is extremely difficult to track down, but no one has ever thought about why. Has Mr. Wang ever thought about it?"

"Why?"

Tang Qianqian said: "Do you want to hear it?"

"Yeah." Wang Xiao nodded.

"Since you want to hear it, I have no choice but to tell you." Tang Qianqian said softly, "Living in the capital is not easy. It is inevitable that there will be some quarrels between people, and it is common for people to be accidentally beaten to death, so some people will see it.

business opportunities and start a business of scapegoating others.”

Wang Xiao came to his senses slightly.

Tang Qianqian said: "One way to scapegoat someone is to bring a 'murderer' over to clean up the mess on the spot. There is another way... For example, the slave family knows Muzi's appearance, methods and habits in advance.

If something goes wrong, you can disguise the scene as Muzi's fault."

"Then how do you know this information? And the handwriting..."

"Of course I bought it, and I practiced my handwriting accordingly. It took that stupid girl Huazhi several days to practice," Tang Qianqian said with a smile.

Wang Xiao blinked and was speechless for a moment.

They really sell everything.

And this woman, who always has a scapegoat in her family, is obviously not someone easy to get along with.

"In other words, there is no such person as Muzi?" Wang Xiao asked again.

Tang Qianqian said: "Maybe there is, maybe there is not, but these nine people are definitely not all killed by him."

Wang Xiao felt that this incident was more terrifying than a serial murderer.

In the capital, there is a group of people who hold absolutist charms in their hands and murder people wantonly.

The woman in front of me is such a person. I still don’t know her identity...

Tang Qianqian lifted Wang Xiao's feet to dry them and placed them on her lap.

The gauze skirt is silky and smooth, showing some softness and warmth.

Wang Xiao shrank, but her foot was held by her.

"I know that Prince Wang is afraid of the Nu family. But we all have secrets, why can't we try to get along with each other? It must be hard for you to pretend to be stupid, so you don't want to find someone you can trust to help?" The tone was soft,
To be continued...