After Zhou Tianwang left, Mo Xiao refused to hide it and asked Chonglou directly: "What's going on? Why did Brother Zhou's land deed change?"

Chonglou pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Brother...ah, I didn't expect his competitive spirit to be so strong."

Mo Xiao raised his eyebrows and said, please continue speaking, she is listening.

"Actually, the shop that my brother exchanged for Zhou Tianwang is not bad. It can be said that it is much better than his original gambling hall. Zhou Tianwang himself said he was satisfied, so I didn't go to find my brother anymore." Chonglou said.

"But Xu Shicong didn't agree to us like that at the beginning. I remember it very clearly. At that time, it was about return, not exchange." Mo Xiao tapped the table with his index finger and stared at the heavy corridor.

"Then... I'll go find my elder brother to exchange it for it." Chonglou was about to get up after saying that.

"Wait a moment."

Mo Xiao stopped him, but he didn't know what to say or do. He just felt that his heart was getting messy and he couldn't make it up.

In fact, Ji Xiao knew in his heart that Zhou Tianwang did not suffer any loss in changing the land deed.

But the problem with this is not the quality of the shop or the size.

First, the gambling hall is a shop passed down from the ancestors of the Zhou family. Zhou Tianwang insisted on not selling it for so many years, not because the price is inappropriate, but because he is reluctant to sell it. As the saying goes, it is hard to buy a favor for a thousand gold coins.

Furthermore, Xu Shicong had promised to do it well before, and he did not take the agreement seriously at all. Such a person made her feel inexplicably disappointed.

If this is the case, then is the so-called brotherly love still reliable?

If he noticed that Li Zisang was suspected that the two brothers might be the murderers of Wang Fugui, this...

"Don't go." In the blink of an eye, Mo Xiao's face had changed and said, "Thinking about it, Zhou Tianwang did not suffer any losses. Giving the so-called store that everyone fought for and robbed to Xu Shicong might be a good thing for Zhou Tianwang."

Chonglou frowned, "Do you really think so?" He always felt that Mo Xiao was hiding something in his heart from him. Many of his behaviors in recent days made him unable to explain.

"Well, of course, now I think it's better than it is. The shop with all popularity and wealth is strong. Zhou Tianwang is not because it has suffered the pain of broken legs. I think it's just a slander. Nothing is good, and it's better to change it. Six-open big shops, and then you can set up an experience room with two incense shops, so that customers can try it first and then buy it. The business is guaranteed to be better than his original gambling house."

Mo Xiao became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had already seen a lot of money earned.

"Okay, you go and rest early. I was tired after running to chase Wang Yujiao. I went to bed early and I would only have the strength to complete the task of 100 kilograms of fragrant food tomorrow."

Mo Xiao narrowed his eyes at Chonglou, which was the look of the landlord Lao Cai who was about to squeeze people's blood and sweat.

This is the most normal thing. Mo Xiao is to squeeze out other people's labor force.

Chonglou spread his eyebrows tightly and said, "Okay, it's okay to have two hundred pounds."

*

Xu family, Mrs. Xu’s room.

With a bang, it was the sound of the bowl breaking to the ground.

"Madam..." The girl Xiaocui knelt on the ground, and the fragments of the bowl suddenly pierced into her knees, and blood flowed all over the floor.

She knelt in fear and didn't dare to move. She didn't even know why the lady suddenly got angry. She obviously had a lot of mood in the past two days, and her body was much better than before. She could still be held to take two steps slowly. Today she ate some fruits brought by the young master and smiled at the young master.

Xu Shicong saw this scene as soon as he came in. He looked at the girl and was wearing a pink dress.

"Put down the broken bowls and don't wear pink clothes in the future."

Xiao Cui was stunned for a moment. She did make this set of clothes. Because her birthday was coming soon, she used the monthly money to make a more festive set of clothes. Who knew that the wife didn't like pink.

Xiao Cui quickly responded and knew, so she packed up the fragments and retreated.

Mrs. Xu sat by the bed, her eyes still excited. When she saw her son coming, she felt embarrassed. She raised her hand with only strength and put it down again.

"Mother, Cong'er will help you wipe it."

Mrs. Xu just knocked over the medicine bowl and had some medicine juice dipped in her hands. Xu Shicong signaled the girl holding the water basin to come over, twisted the washcloth from the water basin and squatted down beside Mrs. Xu, holding her hand with the medicine juice dipped in one hand, and holding the wet cloth with the other hand, gently helping her wipe it gently.

"Mom, don't be angry. The little girls are ignorant and beat or scold them. Mom, don't get angry and hurt your body."

Mrs. Xu's eyes gradually softened, and later there were a few traces of sadness and regret. The water vapor in her eyes became thicker and thicker, turning into big drops of tears and dripping on her cheeks.

"Why are you crying? Mother, don't cry." Xu Shicong quickly twisted it again and tried the tears on Mrs. Xu's face.

"Mother, don't cry, let me tell you good news. Our Xu family's money house and gambling hall are all back." Xu Shicong said while wiping his tears to Mrs. Xu.

Mrs. Xu looked at Xu Shicong in surprise, as if waiting for him to explain.

Xu Shicong changed the water again and wiped his other hand and said, "Mother, you were sick before, I didn't dare to tell you that his uncle died of illness, and my cousin was not well-managed, so I took the opportunity to buy the original money shops and gambling halls of the Xu family at a low price."

Xu Shicong avoided the important things and ignored them. Mrs. Xu listened to her eyes changing, but she was not too surprised. She only heard that Wang Fugui died of illness, and her expression became more complicated on her face.

"Anyway, the Xu family will be better and better as before. By the way, mother, you are satisfied with the lady of the Zhao family. Cong'er plans to marry her into the house after a good day at the end of the year. By then, my mother's illness will be cured. If you are happy again, our Xu family will be in a state of great prosperity from now on."

Xu Shicong stood up, put the cloth into the basin of water, and instructed the girl to bring the bird's nest.

The good news about Xu Shicong did not make Mrs. Xu eat more. She only shook her head and stopped eating a bowl of bird's nest with eight cents.

Xu Shicong stayed in Mrs. Xu's room and told her some interesting little things about the market. Although he was just talking about it, Mrs. Xu lay on the bed and listened quietly without responding. It was so quiet and pleasant, but it was so beautiful. Xu Shicong didn't leave until Mrs. Xu fell asleep and helped her tuck her bed carefully.

In the dark room, without turning on the lights, Xu Shicong walked into his room, tied the door, and walked along the familiar route to the familiar place.

His dormitory was a simple thing that men often had. He walked to the bed, but did not take off his shoes and go to bed, but moved away from the long stool in front of the bed, reached into the bed and took out a small wooden box.

When he opened the box, he took out the things inside one by one. One found the account book of Yongfeng Money House in the study, one was an old book that had burned most of the time, and the other was the land deed of the Zhou family gambling house.

He reached out to touch the old book that had been burned for most, as if he was thinking about something, or was trying hard to make his next decision.

After a while, he sat quietly. Suddenly, he tightened his hand on the old book and clenched it into a fist.

"Don't blame me. If you want to blame, you can only blame you for having too much. The sin of possessing a treasure... Since you are reluctant to take it out, don't blame me for reaching out to get it."

*

There was another big news in Sanyang County, and Jiang Yongxin was dead.

It was a riot in the casino. A gambler who was so angry that he was lit up and slashed the knife when he saw it. There were countless injured people. The others were just a little skin trauma. Only Jiang Yongxin, the gambler stabbed him into the base of his thigh with one knife. When the knife started, the blood spurted up and the blood was already dead before he could be sent to the clinic.

Although the person died, it was just a casual injury to death. The perpetrator was arrested in the yamen and confessed without regret. He was convicted on the spot and arrested him and brought him into the prison in Sanyang County.

The perpetrator has pleaded guilty. The case is logically over, but it makes Li Zisang even busier.

"Don't laugh, look, there's a big show."

As soon as Mo Xiao finished seeing a patient, he watched him stand up and go to the other side to wait for medicine. Li Zisang sat down at her clinic table, followed by a fat man who didn't stop him. Seeing that Li Zisang had already sat down, he looked at Mo Xiao with a sad face and asked for instructions.

"Forget it, you can't stop him from coming in." Mo Xiao waved his hand at the fat man, indicating that he was innocent and could retreat.

The little fat man glared at Li Zisang's back fiercely, and then compared his fists, gritted his teeth and said intently: Humph, one day, he will hit this guy.

"Tell me, what happened today? Is there any twists and turns in Jiang Yongxin's case?" Mo Xiao smiled slightly, and when he saw Li Zisang's excited look, it was probably related to a murder case. As long as it was not from the Xu Wang family, she could listen to the others.

"Well, you guessed it right." Li Zisang slapped over the clinic table and leaned closer, took out a white cloth bag from his arms, "You can see what this is first?"

The white cloth bag opened, and there were three slender needles, silver-white and bright, a bit like the silver needle in her needle bag, but the silver needle has a needle handle, this one does not have it.

"Silver needle? Give it to me. But this silver needle does not have a needle handle, so you can't use it to give it to me." Mo Xiao was stunned. Li Zisang suddenly took out three silver needles commonly used by doctors, and she could only think of this.

Li Zisang was also stunned, and then suddenly smiled shyly, "You like this, I'll give you a handful in the future."

From now on, this is not for her.

Mo Xiao picked up the silver needle in his hand and asked while looking, "Where did this come from? What should I show you?"

Li Zisang said: "This was found from Jiang Yongxin's body, a piece of thick oil paper wrapped around his body. But he was a little gangster with three silver needles on his body. Don't you think it's strange?"

"Or he learned two acupuncture techniques from a doctor, and then put three with him. If he had a headache or fever, he would give him two acupunctures by himself."

This kind of thing is not impossible in this world. People don’t have a strong sense of disinfection. Many acupuncturists take out silver needles and prick them on people, making it convenient to use the silver needles like wind oil essence.

But, this needle...

Mo Xiao looked at him more and more strange, so he put it between his fingers and twisted it.

"How is it? Is it true?" Li Zisang asked when he saw Mo Xiao's expression was strange.

"Well, this silver needle not only has no needle handle, but even the needle body is very strange. I don't know what material it is, and its hardness is much harder than ordinary silver." If it weren't for the technology of refining stainless steel in this world, she would have thought it was made of stainless steel.

"Is this really found from Jiang Yongxin?" Mo Xiao asked.

Li Zisang said: "Yes, it was found by the coroner during the autopsy. He felt that it was not an ordinary thing, so he handed it over as evidence. By the way, I'll show you two more things."

After he said that, he took out two white cloth bags from his arms. Mo Xiao recognized this kind of white cloth bag, just like the cloth bag just now, and they were all specially used for evidence in the yamen. She thought to herself, it wouldn't be found from Jiang Yongxin's body again, this person has so many things on him.

Two white cloth bags were opened by Li Zisang with one hand at the same time.

"Hey, why is it still a silver needle? I lied to me that there are two things, and the three are all the same things."

Mo Xiao flattened his mouth. No wonder Li Zisang couldn't catch up with the original owner Mo Xiao. With this low-level skill in flirting with girls, it would be better to smile a little more with his little face. Mo Xiao disagreed and reached out and took the silver needle from one of the cloth bags and said, "You won't put the same things together, it's a waste of public things."

Mo Xiao refers to wasting two white cloth bags and her expression just now, making her think that there is still evidence.

She held the silver needles she had taken twice in her hands. The length and hardness were the same, but the oxidation level of the surface was different. The two first two were smooth and bright, and the two later they took it up were rough, as if they hadn't used for a long time.

Mo Xiao put down the two pieces he got first, and took the silver needles in the excess cloth bag in his hand. There were also obvious signs of oxidation on the surface.

She turned around and looked at Li Zisang, "What's going on?"

Li Zisang first took back the silver needle in Mo Xiao's hand and put it in the original cloth bag. Mo Xiao then found that there was a cloth strip hanging on the corner of the cloth bag, which seemed to be written with time, address, etc.

Seeing Mo Xiao staring at the small cloth strip, Li Zisang said, "I saw the silver needles in these two cloth bags half a month ago. Where do you guess they appeared?"

"Hey, it's not Jiang Yongxin's?"

"Of course not, if so, there is nothing special." Li Zisang raised his eyebrows, "I'll give you a reminder that they were found in the bones of two people, and both of them have something to do with Red Chili Pepper."

Does it have anything to do with red peppers?

Mo Xiao remembered, "So it is Hong Chili's adoptive father and the groom who died before entering the bridal chamber?"

She frowned and her little heart was pounding. Why did she get involved with the murders of King Xu and the others?

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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