The next morning was a rare calm, and no one died last night.

During breakfast, Ding Chiyu did not expect to see the oily-headed man alive, and looked carefully, the oily-headed man didn't even have any scars on his body, and he didn't know how he escaped from the clutches of the middle-aged woman.

Although she lost two companions in a short period of time, Lu Yao's performance was still the same as usual, and Ding Chiyu had to admire this woman's determination.

The peaceful night did not dispel the haze that enveloped other people. They all tensed up, their faces were exhausted, and they seemed absent-minded when they were eating or doing anything. How many people scooped the bean juice out of the bowl.

"Kang lang lang—!" With a crisp sound, another person was distracted from looking at the road and bumped into other people. The hot soybean juice in his hands poured over the other person's head and face, and the bowl fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The irritable temper was immediately ignited, and the person who was poured didn't care to wipe his face, and jumped up screaming, and the two sides immediately became entangled together, rolling into a ball on the ground as if there was a life and death enmity.

Everyone had nothing to do with them, only one or two people glanced at them, but they quickly ignored all of them. Soon, many tables and chairs were knocked over, and the fine porcelain bottles and jars on them were smashed to the ground, and the During the entanglement, the bare skin of the two was dripping with blood, but the two of them continued to roar and fight, as if possessed by a demon, as if they hadn't noticed it.

Seeing that Ding Chiyu seemed a little displeased, Shang Yang got up and came to the side of the two men, easily picked them up one by one and threw them out of the cafeteria: "You have to fight outside, don't make trouble here."

No one expected that Shang Yang, who seemed to be gentle and gentle, would be so powerful. Maybe it was Shang Yang's aura that overwhelmed the two of them, or maybe both of them had vented their emotions. , each snorted, turned their heads and returned to their seats, and without wiping off the blood stains on their bodies, they lowered their heads and ate violently.

Today it was Ding Chiyu's and Shang Yang's turn to watch at the mourning hall during the day, and they walked slowly along the path towards the mourning hall after dinner.

Before going to bed last night, Ding Chiyu drew down the details of the room he saw in his dream, and shared it with Shang Yang. He wanted to take advantage of today's daytime vigil to search the house to see if Ling Dong had anything else. The room is something they don't know.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, the two asked the servants in the house, and did not forget to show them the floor plan. However, it was still the same as what happened to the blind spot before, and the servants inside basically didn't know what to ask.

What surprised the two of them was that the middle-aged woman who usually stayed in the mourning hall during the day unexpectedly ran into them and passed by after the two asked her servants to inquire.

With last night's last scene at the bottom, Ding Chiyu was very repulsed by such a close contact with a middle-aged woman, but with Shang Yang by his side, he still didn't reveal his deepest thoughts, naturally He nodded and greeted the middle-aged woman, which was regarded as a graceful expression.

However, this "encounter" with the middle-aged woman gave the two of them a lot of confidence: the key to this matter, the two of them probably guessed right.

For this kind of house, Shang Yang is more experienced than Ding Chiyu. The two of them estimated the general room distribution of the house last night. According to the habits of ordinary wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River, Shang Yang deduced the study room, storage room and space. The possible location of the cloakroom, seeing that there is still some time before the shift change, the two decided to go to the nearest place to check first.

There was a lock to handle the door in the storage room, but Shang Yang couldn't help it, and soon he was able to handle it easily, and the two sneaked in successfully.

Rather than calling it a storage room, it is better to call it a storage warehouse. From large furniture and lamps to small tableware and even an ear pick, they are all sorted and neatly arranged here. Just lift the spotless white cloth cover on it , you can look through it according to the nameplate above.

The two split up, and Ding Chiyu quickly found where the stationery was, and found a notebook reserve that was exactly the same as the piece of paper he found last night.

Ding Chiyu was about to inform Shang Yang, but found that Shang Yang was not looking for anything specifically, but looked at the nameplate in general, as if thinking about something.

Among the furniture, the two found a nameplate of the same style as the room in Ding Chiyu's dream. However, when Ding Chiyu excitedly opened the door of the compartment corresponding to the nameplate, the scene in front of him made him immediately Discouraged: it was empty inside.

Shang Yang was more careful, bent down and looked at the ground, Ding Chiyu went over and found that although the ground was cleaned, there were footprints of cabinets left by the furniture for a long time, although it was very faint, it could still be seen Vaguely distinguish.

Seeing that there was nothing else to gain, the two returned back the same way in time. As soon as they came outside, the two saw the servants who came here to pick up the things from a distance, so they turned a corner and staggered far away from them.

On the way to the study, the two had a general exchange, and agreed that in this house, someone seemed to be deliberately erasing some existence related to Ling Dong. From this point of view, the suspicion of the middle-aged woman became more and more serious. .

However, the two of them still didn't understand what exactly happened to Ling Dong to cause him to die so horribly, and who was the perpetrator.

The two of them actually had inferences in their minds, but no matter which one they were, they lacked the clues to connect them completely, not to mention relying on these to find the murderous thing, the two could only continue to search for clues.

Ding Chiyu suggested, should we go to the middle-aged woman's room first, Shang Yang was also thinking about this, when the two of them were about to turn their heads, they found a servant running towards them, and soon came In front of the two of them.

The servant's invitation is concise and to the point, today is Ling Dong's funeral, the middle-aged woman hopes that the two of them will go to the mourning hall in time, so as not to miss the time.

Watching the servants go away, both of them were at a loss: From the front, it was obvious that someone was going to revive Ling Dong, but the matter was clearly not completed, so why is there such a rush for the funeral now?Could it be that the person behind it has completed his plan?

With doubts, the two came to the mourning hall as quickly as possible.

All the living people have gathered here, and Ding Chiyu can see that they all have doubts and fears on their faces, as if they are very puzzled by today's funeral.

Ding Chiyu understands their feelings, and is also worried whether this is an excuse for the middle-aged woman to kill them. In addition, he just passed by the middle-aged woman because of the investigation in the morning. For the first time, he was a little worried. This time Will be targeted by middle-aged women.

The author has something to say: Thanks to "asthetik" for the nutrient solution irrigated +5O(∩_∩)O haha~

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