MTL - Elixir Supplier-Chapter 98 Off topic

All that is said is a set of words, what they think in their hearts is only the most clear.

Out of the wooden big house, Lu Xiufeng subconsciously took out a cigarette.

"Well, come one?" After I ordered it, I handed it to Miao Qingfeng.

"Thank you, I don't smoke." Miao Qingfeng smiled.

"Captain Yang, where do we start?"

"Let's go to the home of Miaoqingshan first?"

"Good." Miao Qingfeng.

Then he led the way in front and led the two people to the home of Miaoqingshan again.

Still the last time I came, there was basically no change. Yang Guanfeng and Lu Xiufeng carefully turned around several times in the house.

The things in the house were turned over, and Yang Guanfeng found that some hidden places had signs of being turned over.

"Isn't he found his trace?" Yang Guanfeng asked.

"No, this time the stockade did not give up his search, but did not find out, after all, the forest is too big." Miao Qingfeng.

"Yes."

Lu Xiufeng smoked and stared at the pots and pots. He just wanted to start but was stopped by the Miao Qingfeng.

"Captain Lu, be careful, some of those things are poisonous. If you want to see something, let me say it, I will open it for you."

"Poisonous, will you die?" Lu Xiufeng hurriedly retracted his hand.

"Ah, that wouldn't be, but it will be more painful." Miao Qingfeng smiled.

"Which one to look at?"

"Look at one by one, look at this side." Lu Xiufeng pointed at the road.

"It’s too dangerous to put these things here. What if someone comes in and accidentally comes across?"

"First, the people in our stockade will not enter the yard without the permission of the owner, let alone the house, and the door is open. For a hundred years, only a few times have passed. Accidents, secondly, these poisons are very dangerous for you, but for the people in the stockade, it is just a small problem, that is, it is not concealed, there is a way to eliminate it, but at most it is suffering, but nothing more. "Miao Qing wind road.

"Hey, the night is not closed, the road is not picking up, is the security environment so good?"

"Fortunately, because they are all ethnic groups."

"What happened to Miao Qingshan?"

In a word, Miao Qingfeng was actually stunned and was suddenly caught.

"This person, really can't talk, really want to kill him directly!" Miao Qingfeng secretly.

"The forest is big, there will always be those few neck trees."

"That, he is talking like this, you don't go to the heart." Yang Guanfeng hurriedly explained.

"It doesn't matter." Miao Qingfeng smiled and said that she didn't care.

"Ah, how old is this Miao Qingshan comrade this year?"

"Thirty-four."

"Not married?" Lu Xiufeng then asked.

"not yet."

"why?"

"Hey, this is because of what I still don't know." Miao Qingfeng smiled. How can he care about these things on weekdays?

“How many older people are there in the village?” Lu Xiufeng then asked.

"This is a question that is irrelevant. Does this have a dime relationship with this case?" Miao Qingfeng couldn't help but groan.

"This, there should not be much, I really didn't care much on weekdays."

"How old are you, how many thirty?"

"Twenty-nine."

"Married?"

"not yet."

"That must be hurry, parents are not in a hurry?" Lu Xiufeng then asked.

Upon hearing this sentence, Yang Guanfeng saw that Miao Qingfeng’s face had changed somewhat.

"Hey, what's the matter!" He shot Lu Xiufeng directly.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, just ask, just ask."

"These questions asked by Captain Lu are not very close to the case?"

"Then ask the side of the side." Lu Xiufeng said.

“How is Miao Qingshan in the village on weekdays?”

"He, people are very honest and honest, but they don't like to talk very much. They stay at home on weekdays."

"Why is such a person killing people?"

"I don't know about this." Miao Qingfeng.

"I stay at home all day, ah, so how long does it take him to go out?"

"I don't know so many people in the village, who goes out, who steals something to do, how can I understand it clearly." Miao Qingfeng smiled.

"Well, it makes sense."

Lu Xiufeng carefully read it again, every corner, and then asked some very strange questions, such as what this Miao Qingshan likes to eat on weekdays, like what to do, what is the constellation, and so on. The blue wind is a glimpse.

"Is this a policeman or a reporter from the Gossip Weekly? How are these strange questions?"

Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened.

"The two also rushed for a day. After they came, they were busy checking the case. At night, our patriarch specially set up a banquet for two people. I hope you can participate."

"Sure, certain." Lu Xiufeng smiled and accepted.

"Well, I have arranged for the two places to live with you?"

"Then go first." Yang Guanfeng said.

Miao Qingfeng brought the two of them to the wooden building, or the place where Yang Guanfeng came to live last time.

"You have to take a break first, and I will pick you up later."

"Okay, thank you today."

"You are polite." Miao Qingfeng left without saying goodbye.

"how do you feel?"

"This young city is very deep!"

"You are a little bit loud, and you know if you have a bug in it!" Yang Guanfeng said.

"Not at all, a small stockade is the same as a special workstation?!"

"Well, I always feel that this stockade is very unusual!"

"But it is not normal. I have seen the information of the Miaoxi River. When I last census, I remember his age is fifty-nine?"

"Correct,"

"Fifty-five years ago was fifty-nine, so now the age is supposed to be seventy-four. The people in their seventies are just over forty years old. You mean that he is thirty-seven. I guess there are people. Letter, how did this happen?"

"Is there a good maintenance?" Yang Guanfeng said.

"On the line, uncle!"

"Don't talk about him, talk about other, how about Miao Qingshan?"

"This person doesn't feel like the murderer of those cases."

"Why?"

"According to my observations in his home, he is a very homely man, rarely going out. This kind of person has a tendency to be autistic. He likes to drum up something that is not fake, but his heart is ashamed, not good talk, relative Kind." Lu Xiufeng said.

This is his unique ability to carry out a "sketch" of the people who have never met before through the environment in which the characters live. He can analyze his inner feelings and behavioral characteristics, and he is not far from the ten. When he went to college, he was special. "Criminal psychology".

"Is it planted?"

"There is a lot of possibilities."

Yang Guanfeng was silent for a while.

"In fact, when I first came, I also thought that this Miao Qingshan is not like a murderer. It is just a scapegoat for the purpose of launching. The purpose is that I hope that we can let us end the case quickly, then leave, don't want us. Stayed here more, and, last time, someone gave us a venting letter!" When the last sentence was said, Yang Guanfeng said it was in the ear of Lu Xiufeng.

"So, there are people in their stockade who know something inside and want to reflect it to us?"

"Correct."

"Oh, um."

"When you talk, you must pay attention. Although they will not do anything to us on the face, but you have also investigated it when you come. These individuals are all poisonous experts, just give us some materials. That may be the way God did not know what to do."